AN: I want to start by apologizing for the LONG wait. I know it's been too long and I hope that I haven't lost most of you. If you are still following please let me know. The show is slowly running towards it's last season finally and I seriously don't want it to stop. I hated the ending of this particular episode. Chuck broke Blair's heart once more, but I know he's going to make it up to her. He has to! They deserve their fairytale ending… Anyway, this last episode pushed me on getting this chapter out. I'm so furious with the writers of the show that I was in need of some Chuck and Blair sassiness and that's what came out of it… I hope you enjoy the chapter and let me know what you think of it and if you have any suggestions on where it should go next, feel free to spill your idea's. It probably will get me motivated and inspired to write the next chapter Also this chapter is unbeta-ed, so I apologize for any mistakes.

With love, D.

****XOXO****

Chapter 12

Blair's mood went cold and sour the moment Jenny dropped that question on her. She was offended by her friend's sudden boldness, but mostly upset with herself, because her jealousy this morning must have been really obvious in order for Jenny to ask about it and if Jenny noticed then others did too. That stupid Basshole! But again, she was more angry with herself than with him, because she allowed him to have any kind of effect on her. She wanted him to be under her spell and didn't anticipate the same could happen to her.

To make it all even worse, she didn't find what she was looking for in any of the photo books. None of them had the right look: one was too tall, another too short, either to masculine or not masculine enough. Their eyes too blue, green or brown, some not brown enough. She even found several with a too muscled chest. Others had baby faces, some of them had jaws too square, others not square enough. In other words, it was an utter and total bust. So she left the modeling agency unsatisfied and her mood changed from annoyed to murderous. Anyone that dared to approach her, had a 99 percent chance to get their head bitten off. Her mood stayed that way until around five-ish, when a delivery man appeared with a package for her. The square package was wrapped in fancy paper and the envelope on top looked quite familiar. She pulled it from under the even fancier ribbon that held the package together, as she ripped open the envelope her suspicion was immediately confirmed as his initials embroidered in golden letters at the top of the card shine back at her. He wrote the note personally once more, she was able to tell by his cursive handwriting.

Did you find what you were looking for?

CB.

She was looking at the card right now, glaring at it would be more appropriate. The silly thing was mocking her in every way possible and she hated it for it, but she couldn't throw it out. He send her that box of chocolate covered strawberry's to apologize and she was surprised that he was sensitive enough to realize it.

She gestured to the barman to refill her glass once more. He immediately brought over the bottle of scotch and started pouring a finger in her glass, when she noticed he was about to stop she held to bottle down until there were at least 3 fingers in her glass before she let the bottle go. The man raised his eyebrows at her.

"Just charge it..." She brushes him away with her hand like he's an annoying bug.

With a shrug of his shoulders he turned around and did as told. While Blair sips her scotch, she continues to mindlessly stare out before her. A few guys make an attempt to come closer with the lame attempt to get laid. She lures them in, plays with them for a while before she strikes to kill... The look on their silly faces is priceless. Each and every one of them was good looking, but she knew they wouldn't last long enough for her to enjoy it. Killing them off, here in public gave her the rush she so desperately needs to feel right now. But after five minutes that rush wore off and she ordered the bartender to generously refill every time around. The man knew it was best to simply obey, but by the last refill he dared to speak up. "If you don't start eating some of those strawberries any time soon, this will be your last refill for tonight."

Blair glared at him, and for a moment she saw him regret his words. He looked away and then back at her.

"I'll help her with that."

The bartender nods at the man behind her, and Blair isn't able to hide her smile. She knows that voice, she knows that scent that's invading her personal space this very moment. She throws him a look over her shoulder and he simply smiles while sitting down on the vacant seat beside her. The bartender walks back over with a fresh glass and a new bottle of Chuck's favorite and their most expensive scotch.

"You can leave that here." He orders the bartender, who simply nods before adding. "The lady has had her fair share of that previous bottle."

Chuck simply nods at the information handed to him and Blair brushes him off with some more swatting of her hand.

"Be nice to Thomas, gorgeous." Chuck muses before taking a generous sip of his own glass.

"He's a bit over-caring, don't you agree..."

"True." Chuck admits, "But he has helped me get me to my limo more than a handful times. So I tolerate him."

Blair snorts at his cockiness.

"However I do agree with him on the strawberry part." Chuck smirks.

She can sees through his hidden agenda right away. "You just want to see my wrap my lips around them."

"Yes." He smirks devilishly before adding: "And I'm going to watch you do that while I feed them to you..."

Blair raises her eyebrows in disbelieve, the cockiness that man has.

"Which flavor do you prefer to indulge yourself with first? White, milk or dark…?" Chuck gestures at the box in between them. "I didn't know your favorite flavor so I took the liberty of buying the trio version."

Blair just smirks at him, before taking another large drink of her glass.

"If you don't choose I will…"

"Choose." Blair spits out, shrugging her shoulders. She hopes that her disinterest in his chocolates will make him drop the matter, but when she looks up from her glass, she finds him holding a strawberry covered in white chocolate waiting for her to bite in. A small smirk forms in the corner of her mouth, while her eyes lock with his she gives him a quirk of her eyebrow.

Chuck mirrors her expression and Blair smiles when he gestures towards the strawberry in his hand with his eyes. She takes a hold of his wrist before leaning in. His eyes lock with hers the moment her small fingers are wrapped around his wrist and she brings his hand closer to her mouth. He parts his lips when she wraps her lips around that big chocolate covered strawberry. Her lips touch the tips of his fingers and she can feel him suck in some air through his slightly parted lips. She takes a milk covered one next and slowly bites into it with while he's still watching her silently. He puts the previous one down, licks the small remains of strawberry juice of his own fingers before taking a rather generous gulp of his scotch, while she reaches for another one.

"You seem to enjoy them." He states

"Yes. They are deliciously sweet." Blair smirks. "Do you want to try one?" She wonders while gesturing for him to take one.

"No thank you."

"Don't you want to know how sweet they taste?" She wonders.

"I'm not hungry."

"You don't need to be hungry…" she teases. Blair steps down from the stool and moves over to Chuck. She places her hands on his chest and whispers: "… to have a small taste." Her lips brush against his while she speaks, before closing in on him completely and letting him taste the faint strawberry and chocolate mixed flavors that linger in her mouth and on her tongue. His response is immediate, hungry and demanding. She doesn't let things get too heated between them. They are in public after all and this Gossip Girl appears to have eyes everywhere…

"They taste sweet don't you agree?" Blair wonders.

Chuck gives her half a smirk, before downing the remainder of his scotch. Blair smirks while taking a small sip of her own glass. She grabs another strawberry and waits for him to look at her before she bites into it. She's getting him all riled up and enjoying herself while she does so.

"How did it go at the modeling agency?" Chuck wonders, as he picks up his own handwritten card.

Blair downs the remainder of her scotch. She really didn't need a reminder of how bad today went.

"Not well I presume." Chuck smirks while she grabs the fresh bottle of scotch and pours herself another generous amount and throws that one back too before going in for the third time.

"That bad huh?"

"Shut it, Chuck!"

"Now now, kitten." Chuck muses while brushing her hair back, exposing her neck. "There is no reason to get all worked up about it."

"I know. I'm going to another agency tomorrow…" Blair smirks as he cringes at the thought. "But right now I just want to forget the awful day I've had."

"It could not have been a total bust."

Blair raises her eyebrow at him once more. Making the mental note that she has been doing that a lot tonight and needs to stop it before it leaves any permanent wrinkles.

Chuck moves closer, humming into her ear: "I was in it." He grins, making Blair smile in return.

"You do realize you had a hand into making it awful too."

"I have apologized." He gestures towards the half-full box of strawberries. He takes her coat and places it around her shoulders. "Come on. I happen to own the perfect place to forget your awful day…"

**** XOXO ****

Later that night inside his private booth:

Chuck feeds Blair a cherry. She opens her mouth and let him place it on her tongue, and holds it there by wrapping her tongue around the round dark red fruit, pulling it off the stem. He watches her suck the small stone clean and hands it back to him on the tip of her tongue. He takes it, gently touching her tongue with the tips of his fingers and leans away to place the little stone on a small plate next to the bowl. He takes the next one and leans in, lets it dangle over her waiting mouth. She curves her back in an attempt to reach it, instead of catching the full fruit she bites off the bottom of the cherry. Blair glances sideways at chuck, who is obviously enjoying the entire scene, she can tell by the devilish gleam in his eyes and that arrogant smirk plastered on his gorgeous face, before eating the remainder of the small fruit himself.

"Chuck," Blair sighs, fresh drink in hand, already quite intoxicated: "You were right. This is perfect."

"The door is always open for you." Chuck smiles, taking a sip of his scotch.

"That's sweet. But this place makes me miss home." Blair pouts.

"Don't go all sentimental on me gorgeous."

"Sometimes I wonder why I'm doing all of this. I had the perfect relaxed lifestyle at home, you know. Running a successful business isn't as hard as building one on the other side of the world. Why was I so stupid to think that I could launch my secret project at once too?" Blair empties out her glass, before grabbing the bottle and refilling both their glasses, the fact that his was still half-full she completely ignored.

"It's all your fault!" She exclaims, swinging the bottle around, pointing it towards him.

"Mine?" Chuck wonders surprised quite intoxicated himself.

"Yes, you." She stabs her finger into his chest: "You had to find that envelope. You convinced me to go for it."

"Yes, because the clothes are magnificent and I can not wait to wear them." Chuck smirks. "Wait a minute. I already did. And if I remember correctly you took them off."

Blair bites her lip, enjoying the memory. "That was a lot of fun, wasn't it?"

"It was indeed." Chuck turns himself towards her, brushing his lips against her ear: "Let's create a new one…" His lips move down from her ear, across her jaw line towards that one particular spot in her neck.

"And now I can't find the right face for the men's collection. And that too. Is all your fault."

"Why?" He wonders for a moment, before he attaches his lips back to that spot on her neck, he knows she enjoys so much.

"Because none of them have that particular look I'm searching for. That arrogant smirk, devilish gleam, that attitudes that only Bass men have…" Blair pushes him away. "That's it!"

Chuck groans in frustration.

"You." She narrows her eyes at him, before returning to stabbing him in his chest. "I need you."

"I have a need for you too, and it's becoming rather painful." Chuck hums against her throat. His hands slide up her thigh, pushing one side of her pencil skirt up.

"I would like you, the notorious Chuck Bass, to be the face of my men's wear collection." She bites her lip, eyeing him playfully…

"Do you want me… or my reputation? He closes in.

"I thought, one came with the other." Blair remarks rather playfully.

"Did you now?"

Blair nods, biting down on her bottom lip: "So will you do it?

He whispers huskily into her ear: "That depends..."

"On?"

"What it involves and…"

"…what is in it for you." Blair finishes his sentence.

"Very good." Chuck smirks as he moves in for the nape of her neck once more.

"A photo shoot for an ad campaign. It would only take about a day."

"Will you be on set?" he wonders rather seriously all of a sudden.

"Of course!"

"And?" He wonders, lifting her from the couch and onto his lap.

Blair smirks down at him, while his fingertips draw circles on her outer upper thighs and she loosens his tie: "If you do it. I'll show you a little trick of mine. Something I only show to a small and exclusive crowd."

He's clearly thinking about it: "But I don't know what it is yet…"

"I can't tell you..." She whispers into his ear: "It will ruin the element of surprise."

Chuck shifts underneath her. Blair licks her upper lip with the tip of her tongue while she gently grinds her body down on his groin area. Chuck gasps at the sudden added pressure on a certain part of his body that was already throbbing painfully.

"So…" She wonders while repeating that single movement once more: "…what's it going to be?"

"Yes." Chuck growls throatily at her.

Blair's first response it to smile victoriously at him. She leans back and takes a cherry out of the bowl and feeds him one, instead of throwing the stem away, she places it onto her tongue and takes it into her mouth. After about a dozen seconds she presents the knotted stem to him on the tip of her tongue.

Chuck chuckles while shaking his head, before accepting it and examining it up close: a perfect knot. He eyes her up and down, his look wild with desire. Chuck captures her lips in a heated kiss: licking, sucking and gently biting her lips until he's granted access inside her mouth. Blair responds and fights back passionately, duelling his tongue with her own, until he licks her palate with the tip of his tongue, making her relax against his body.

"This will be a beautiful partnership." She sighs, before capturing his lips once more and this time Chuck grunts as she licks his lips with the tip of her tongue.

"That it will…" Chuck replies with a smirk, before ripping her crisp white blouse open, making the buttons fly around the booth and capturing her lips once again. "Let's discuss the terms after…

Blair gasps at his surprise attack, biting her bottom lip in response while her eyes fill themselves with desire: "I like it…" Blair states

"This?" Chuck wonders startled, referring to her on top of him and them engaged in what he hopes will turn in another very hot sexual encounter.

"You…" Blair responds: "…negotiating this, like the true businessman you are."

"I wish… all my. negotiations. would go. like this…" He states in between kissing the valley between her breasts. "By the way, there's much more to like…" Chuck wiggles his eyebrows suggestively at her.

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