It was dark and the movie long over before either teen begins to stir on the couch. Blair had shifted at some point in their sleeping because she was currently sleeping with her head pillowed in his lap and his arm around her waist. He was the first to stir, looking down and caressing a hand along her cheek as he watches her sleep. She looks peaceful enough that he could almost pretend that this afternoon never happened; though his eye throbbing dully says otherwise.

Blair stirs slower, head leaning into his touch with a soft, happy sound. Her eyes blink open and she smiles at him as one of her hands reaches up to trace the edges of his black eye. "Hey," she murmurs softly, not wanting to move right now.

He smiles back, continuing to caress along her cheek as his head turns to kiss her hand. "Hey back. Sleep well?"

She nods and her smile brightens before she sits up slowly and pulls herself into his lap. "I did. You're warm and the perfect pillow."

His arms settle around her waist as his head dips down to kiss her gently. "I'm glad you think so." He nuzzles her throat with a soft hum, "We should get dinner before I consider taking you home."

Blair's head tilts to give him more throat with a happy sound as she checks her watch. "It's already seven, I should be home by ten at the latest since my Mother is home." She glances down, "Though I don't really want to go anywhere dressed like this."

Chuck smiles with a soft chuckle, teeth grazing along her skin gently. He does love the way she shivers with a slightly hitched breath when he nips lightly along her throat. "Well, we can order room service and you can eat in the bedroom undressed..."

She hits his arm softly, though her soft laugh and blush tell him she's not completely saying no. "Dinner here would be nice, though you get La Perlas and no less."

His head raises with a dark smirk to kiss her deeply. "Yes, Blair."

She raises up a little to deepen the kiss with a soft sound, "And it means you in boxers to be fair."

"My girlfriend can have me any way she wants," Chuck murmurs darkly before kissing her again.

Blair kisses him back before she slips out of his lap with a dark look. "Good. Order the food Chuck, and then come join me when it gets here." She moves to his bedroom, leaving a small trail of clothes behind her. First is her shirt, which is off and dropped only a few feet after she leaves his lap. Second to go is her skirt, which she watches him with dark eyes as she unzips it and lets it fall before she steps out of it and continues to his room. She steps out of her shoes just before the door, leaving them to one side. Her hands settle on each of the doors as she closes them, letting him see her standing there in red satin La Perlas and stockings before she blows him a kiss and closes the doors.

Chuck can't even tear his eyes away from her every step of the way, a low sound leaving his throat when she gives him that image of her in his room in her La Perlas and stockings and nothing else. He will definitely be having good dreams tonight, if only from that image right there. Giving himself a shake, he moves and takes the phone to order them food with instructions to get it up here as fast as possible.

In the grand scheme of things, they are as prompt as they can cook the food so it's not long before Chuck is opening the bedroom door and wheeling in the cart with their food on it. His eyes watch Blair on the bed darkly as he closes the door without turning around to close it. She was arranged artfully on his bed, her own hand trailing lightly along her own skin from shoulder to hip idly. "You look like a Goddess," he murmurs softly as he undresses quickly on his way to her.

"You took a while, I thought I'd have to play with myself out of boredom." The faint blush as she makes this statement says she must have been stealing herself to say it without tripping on it the entire time he was waiting on their food. Though, she's bold enough to dip her fingers down under fabric to tease herself with a slight arch.

He slips onto the bed, eyes darker for her words and that hand. "Sorry, though far be it from me to ever keep you from playing with yourself." His head dips to kiss along her leg, starting at her knee and working his way up. When she starts to remove her hand he catches her wrist lightly, "No...please continue, Blair."

Her cheeks darken, "You want me to?" At his nod, she let her fingers continue to tease herself gently.

His mouth continues up her leg, teeth nipping and earning louder moans from her throat. "How does it feel?" His mouth nips along her hip and he starts up her belly as she moves and arches under her own fingers.

"Good...but...not you..." She pants softly as she watches him slide up her body with half-lidded eyes.

His hand slides down her belly and under the fabric to join her own hand, working a finger into her gently as she teased herself. "Better?"

She gives a soft cry and her hips shift up, seeking more of him. "Yes...please, Chuck..."

He works her faster, loving that her own fingers are keeping up with his pace and her cries are getting closer. "Come on, Blair," he murmurs softly against her ear as he works her just a little faster.

It's that last push that has her back bowing a little as she cries out his name as she cums hard. She's grateful that he doesn't keep her going but lets her down gently, her body slumping in the bed as she pants softly and watches him clean his fingers. "So good to me," she murmurs lazily with a smile.

His head dips to kiss her deeply, loving the way that even boneless with pleasure she tries to raise into the kiss at the taste of herself in the kiss. "Always will be, Blair."

She nips his lip sharply, loving the groan she gets for that. Her hand raises and she watches him darkly as she cleans off her own fingers, letting her tongue work them thoroughly. She smirks as he groans watching her, knowing where his mind has gone. "You brought food," she murmurs once her fingers are clean.

"Wouldn't dream of not," he murmurs as he dips and kisses her again. It's only after another deep kiss that he raises and brings the food over so they can settle on his bed and eat.

They talk while they eat, about his past a little, about Serena, and about Nate. Blair just wants it to be the weekend. The wedding will get her mind off everything going on, though he's doing a good job with spoiling her with kisses and good food too. After dinner they curl up and relax, just snuggled among the blankets and pillows. Feeling the minx and remembering his eyes from when she was cleaning her fingers, it's not long before she slides down and gives him his own special treat. One that leaves him crying out after she works him for a while with a hint of teeth, swallowing all of him down when he cums.

"Sure you can't stay the night?" Chuck asks softly as she snuggles back into his arms.

She chuckles softly, "My mother will kill me if I don't come home. But I'll see you tomorrow. Breakfast at my place before school again?"

He smiles, head dipping to kiss her with a soft sound for the taste of himself in the kiss. "Alright. Then we should probably get dressed again so I can take you home. And yes, breakfast before school sounds wonderful."

Blair brightens before she bounces out of bed. "Good!" He watches her collect her skirt and blouse, getting into them again before he rises to get into his own clothes.

He tucks her into his side after she grabs her bag and they head out and into the car. Most of the trip to her place was occupied with snuggling rather than kissing, just enjoying the warmth of each other before he gives her a long kiss goodbye and helps her out of the limo.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Chuck," she murmurs happily.

"I can't wait, Blair," he answers back. He waits for her to enter her building before he closes the door and heads home to sleep.