How it works that the most drunk out of the group is the first up, no one will ever know. However, it is the blond of the group that's stretching languidly in the bed while the other two continue to sleep contentedly in each others' arms. The sight when Serena rolls over, having only expected one brunette in bed with her, definitely gives her pause as her eyes widen just a little. She remembers bits and pieces from last night, the feel of Chuck inside her, the sound of Blair crying out as Chuck brought her, and the taste of Blair from the kiss after that she'd shared with Chuck.

It's enough to have her rolling out of bed and grabbing her dress from last night from where it had landed on the floor after she'd wiggled out of it. She left the sleeping friends and moved into the bathroom, looking to take a hot shower and scrub the feel of Bass off her. Part of her really can't believe that she'd let Chuck do that to her, that she'd enjoyed it as much as she knew she did.

It's not until Serena's almost done in the shower that Blair and Chuck stir slowly. Blair surfaces first, curling more into the warmth of the person under her as her nose nuzzles and rests against his throat. It's her leg that wakes Chuck, sliding more solidly over him and brushing against him. It pulls a low sound from the sleeping Bass before his head dips without opening his eyes and he kisses her deeply.

There's no illusion in Blair to who she's kissing as she leans up to deepen the kiss with a small sound. Nate's kisses were softer, less inviting and involved, where Chuck's kisses were hungry, like he'd devour her down whole.

The soft sound only spurs Chuck on, rolling them so he's resting on top of her carefully but enough that his hips slide against hers and pull soft moans from both of them. The sounds she's making, that tone that is deliciously Blair slides further into his brain and wakes him further. He's awake enough to know he should pull back and he has every intention to...until her leg hooks around his hips to keep him close and she nips his lower lip before continuing the kiss. All he can do is give a low groan as he deepens the kiss further, literally devouring her and earning soft sounds from her as he does. It's not until the shower turns off in the bathroom, that he rolls off her and both of them pant from the lack of air.

Blair's head turns to look at him, watching him with eyes dark enough to make him groan because it tells him that it's not just him that feels the electricity between them. "Chuck..."

Her words are cut off though when the door opens and Serena steps back into the room, eyes looking directly at her best friend. "You two are up..."

Blair stretches a little and it's not lost on either girl the way Chuck's eyes watch that cat-like grace she has while she does it. "Yep. And ready for a shower and then breakfast, right Chuck?"

His eyes glance up from her body to her face before nodding. Every turn that could be used as an excuse to leave, to not make this worse before she's talked to Nate, is being cut off from him. Normally being herded like this would leave him feeling caged but with Blair doing it, he can't help but like it. He knows she knows exactly what she's doing too, it's there in her eyes. "Right, Blair. I'll head to the guest bathroom to do that right now actually."

Blair watches him for a moment before leaning up to kiss him softly, "Meet us downstairs when your done?"

He can't help but smile at the kiss, even as Serena coughs softly at the display of affection to someone that's not Nate. Chuck, after the make-out session and that soft kiss doesn't even have it in him to care about Serena. "Of course, Blair." He leans down and kisses Blair again, deepening it enough to earn the softest sound from her before he's moving back and off the bed. He isn't even questioning why there are a change of his clothes sitting on the chair in her room, he'll just grab them and head out.

All he hears as he closes her door are Blair's soft but stubborn comment of, "Don't even look at me like that, you're the one that fucked him." Said comment makes him glance back, seeing the strong determination to not wilt in the face of her friend's judgment. And honestly, Chuck would agree with her. Serena has no point to stand on in this, they all took part last night.

The shower was a little longer than normal, but than he'd been harder than normal and that takes some working out. Eventually he does emerge from the room, hair wet and a little tousled but in new clothes, and heads downstairs where he can already hear Serena and Blair talking.

"But it's Chuck, B...I really don't think last night means more to him than what it was. A drunken mistake."

Serena's words darken Chuck's eyes and settle a mask onto his features as he pauses out of sight. She was a drunken mistake, but Blair hadn't been. He'd do it again sober if she let him. Hell, he almost had in bed this morning before Serena came out of the bathroom.

"I don't think it was, S. He wouldn't have stayed when I asked him to last night if it were," Blair counters.

"We'd all had too much to drink last night. It was probably just easier for him to crash here than try and make it home." Serena's flippant answer for his actions only angered him further. He doesn't like people talking for him, especially when they're completely wrong. "You don't want to throw away everything you have with Nate do you? It's not like Chuck is even the boyfriend kind of guy. He brings home girls like this all the time."

"You...you're wrong, S..."

He can hear the sadness in her tone, under all that defiance. That want for last night to mean more than every other night he's had with every other girl. He also can hear her cut off Serena as he steps into view and fully comes into the room. He offers a dangerous smile to Serena before softening to smile at Blair.

It's Serena's words that spur his next move which is to stop by Blair's chair before even trying to take his own and kiss her. As far as kisses go it's definitely on the softer side but the emotion poured into it pulls a small sound of want from Blair. He really won't ever get enough of those small sounds or the feel of her lips on his.

It's the soft noise from Serena, full of exactly what she thinks of that kiss, that pulls Blair back from it. Her eyes are darker, almost as dark as earlier in bed but they're also a little wider. There's never been that absolute want for her when Nate kissed her, but part of her can't shake that Serena's right about last night. "I think...we need to talk, Chuck."

Serena stands as Chuck sits on the other side of Blair. "I'm going to head out. This is probably a conversation for you two." She pushes the empty chair back in and grabs a muffin from the table before pointing at Chuck. "And everything you remember about me from last night? Erase it from your memory."

Chuck gives her a bored look. "Already done. There are things I want to remember from last night," he glances at Blair, a silent and unspoken 'she's one of them' before he looks at Serena again. "Your grunts aren't one of them."

Serena stiffens, bristling slightly at the insult before she turns on her heal and leaves with only a passing comment. "Remember what I said, B." She's too hung over to argue or bicker with Chuck right now.

Chuck leans forward and grabs some fruit for himself as he watches Blair and completely ignoring Serena's exit. "Which part did you want to talk about?" He's not stupid enough to think they weren't going to talk about this, if only for her to tell him to never tell Nate.

Blair picks at the muffin on the plate in front of her, shredding it to bits instead of eating it as her nerves get the better of her for the moment. "Last night in the limo," her head dips down so she doesn't have to watch that intent gaze on her, "I...I know it didn't mean anything to you..." Because like always, Serena had gotten under her skin, made her doubt what was sitting right in front of her in plain sight.

She doesn't get to continue though because his hand catches her chin and he's kissing her again. It's deeper this time, pulling another soft sound from her as she leans into it, kissing him back like she craves the attention. He pulls back after a moment, eyes dark as he watches her and tucks her hair behind her ear. "Last night means more to me than you will ever know. It lead to this," he leans forward and kisses her chastely, pulling back when she moves to deepen it. That was his point, her following him, wanting that kiss as much as he does. "I've wanted to do that to you more times than you can count."

She looks at him, eyes growing wider and a blush raising in her cheeks. "You've wanted to do that," she pauses at his soft laughter, frowning slightly. "What's so funny?"

His thumb traces along her cheek, "Yes, I've wanted to do that for a while, but I meant kiss you, Blair. You have no idea how many times you've been sad and I've thought that just a kiss might cheer you up." He pulls back slightly, reality flickering across his face before he puts his hand down. "But you're with Nate and I'll understand if you want to forget this ever happened."

Blair blinks, frown deepening a little in her features, "No. Don't you dare do that, Charles Bartholomew Bass, don't you dare use him to hide behind." It's her hand that reaches out to tip him to look at her this time, giving him stern features. "You want something from me, you ask me for it but you don't hide behind Nate. You aren't a coward, don't start being one now."

It's the coward comment that sparks that look in his eyes, that burning need to prove just how not a coward he is. His chin tips enough to take her thumb into his mouth, teeth teasing the pad lightly as he watches her eyes darken and her mouth part with a soft breath. "I want you, Blair." His breath is hot against her moist thumb and it only darkens her eyes, because she's unable to move her hand from him. "I want to be the one you curl up next to on the couch, I want to be the one you hug and kiss and laugh with, I want to be the one who takes you to dances."

Blair's quiet for a long moment, watching him as her heart pounds in her chest. Nate has dated her for a while now, they've even shared 'I love you' with each other; none of it ever held the strength of Chuck's admission just did. "I need...to talk to Nate when he gets back later today." Finally comes out of her mouth, watching him try to pull back as he takes that the wrong way. Her hand grips his chin and she leans forward and kisses him. "To break up with him, you idiot."

He chuckles softly at his misunderstanding, deepening the kiss as he stands and picks her up. "Forgive me, you've just been with him a long time."

"Maybe too long..." Blair's arms go around his neck, curling against his chest as she kisses along his jaw. "Where are we going?"

His head tilts to catch her mouth as he hits the stairs, "To your bedroom to finish what we started this morning."

"Chuck...I still..."

He kisses her again, "Only what I did in the limo. When you're ready, we'll get there, but not today."

Blair brightened a little, deepening the kiss as they settled on the bed. "Thank you, Chuck."

Chuck shifted to settle above her, smirking darkly. "Don't thank me yet, Blair..."