AN: I'm on a roll... Enjoy!
Chapter 15
He was to focused on his own reflection in the mirror, making sure that it was perfect, that he didn't notice Jenny reappear and whisper something in the photographers ear. He did notice the flashes go off multiple times, but figured the good man was either amusing himself by playing with his camera or testing it, making sure it all still had enough battery to work after such a long time of waiting around.
She must have sneaked up behind him, like a cat to her prey because all of a sudden she was behind him: "You may have won the first battle, but I reassure you the war is far from over." She purrs into his ear, while their eyes meeting in the reflection of the mirror. With a flash of light and a click of the camera her declaration of war to him is been turned into a picture. With a simple Click.
"Bring it on." Chuck smirks. Click.
Blair, who's now standing in front of him, adjusts his bowtie by pulling the right corner down just the tiniest bit, making sure he's looking perfect. Click.
She's looking up into his eyes, eyeing him all sugar sweet. Pouting her full red lips at him. All that comes to mind is pulling her flush against him. He hears her gasp at his sudden and rather bold movement and he smirks in return as her back makes full contact with his front. Click.
His lips hover over the pulse point in her neck. Click.
Her signature scent fills his nostrils. And he closes his eyes for a moment to take it all in. Click.
It's all becomes to hard to resist, the ways she's leaning against him, pushing herself against his body. He knows he needs to control himself if he lets her push him too far he'll just have her right here and now. Damn her sexually frustrated… His parted lips brush against the skin of her neck, while the tip of his tongue secretly lingers on her skin. Blair grants him better access to her skin as she slowly turns her head away. Click.
"CUT!" Jenny announces. "Change in wardrobe."
Chuck groans at the sudden los in contact with Blair. His body is craving her, more than he's willing to admit. And she seems to go untouched by this, as she smoothly walks away from him.
"You need to change." Jenny appears before him, ending his stream of thoughts and his view of Blair's retreating behind.
"Into what?" Chuck barks.
"Other clothes..." Jenny snaps giving him an 'are-you-dumb-look' as she points out the rack of different costumes in the corner.
"Right." Chuck mutters before disappearing behind it. While he's changing the photographer is setting up in the office of the suite, Jenny appears to be ordering him around as well.
Chuck has changed into a new pair of paint perfectly combined with a blue and white pinstripe dress shirt accompanied by mustard coloured suspenders.
"Don't put on the jacket." He hears Blair behind him. What does she have with sneaking up on me today? It's the second time today she's gotten away with it.
"Why not?" He wonders as he eyes her outfit. She's wearing a tight fitting blue dress, that his hugging her body in all the right places and reaches only till mid-thigh exposing her long legs in the process. He licks his lips and his fingers starts itching with anticipation of putting his hands on her, pealing that lovely dress off of her and leaving it on the floor, so she's wearing nothing more than that ruby lipstick on her lips.
"It doesn't fit with the scene setting." Blair smiles, walking closer in her killer heels. Her small hands place the suspenders in the perfect position. Placing her lips at his ear, she whispers: "You look so much hotter without it."
Chuck grins at her compliment, throwing a lustful glare her way, placing his hand on her hips, letting it linger as he walks around her enjoying the view.
"Do you like it?"
"Yes." Chuck muses in her ear.
"How much?" Blair wonders, turning her body so she's once more facing him, playing with his tie.
"A. Lot."
Blair's hand slowly wanders down, past the rim of his pants. "Oh yes," Blair smirks as he feels one of her fingers traces along the full length of his rock hard member. "You do…"
He's about a second too late to hold back the gasp that escaped past his lips. He can see her eyes gleam with victory.
"We're ready for you." Jenny appears in the room and Blair pushes herself away from him, throwing him a seductive look over her shoulder as she struts off to the study. Chuck makes a detour towards the bar before heading the same direction as her. He's ordered by Jenny to take a seat in the chair behind the desk. The room and desk is set up to make it appear like he's working.
He notices how Blair is by the door, waiting to enter the scene, but giving the photographer the time to shoot some single photo's of Chuck alone. He lounges back in the chair and sips his glass of scotch, while following the photographers orders. The thought that Blair is about to join him at any given moment, makes him somewhat anxious and he hopes he'll be able to control himself with her so near. She's got him fired-up in the last scene, otherwise the photographer might get more than he initially anticipated, but thanks to her stunt just now, all he can think about are her legs wrapped around his waits, her purring his name into his ear while he thrusts into her. He smirks at the thought and throws her a dirty glare, that she somehow takes a as her cue to more forward. The photographer keeps clicking away with his camera.
Blair takes his glass of scotch out of his hand. Their fingers brush against one another, he's pretty sure she made sure of that. Click.
She places the glass at her lips, drinking the final sip, while Chuck gazes up at her. Click.
Before placing the glass onto the desk. Click.
Blair smirks as the thought crosses her mind that she has the upper hand in this particular setting, he's trapped in that chair, like a little bird in a cage. She gently brushes her fingers against his jaw. Click.
Before placing her knee in between his legs. Click.
Chuck leans back, obviously enjoying the view that has been given to him, with a pleased smile and a raise of his eyebrows. Click.
While Blair places her hands on his shoulders, before leaning against him, replacing her hands with her lower arms. Click.
Chuck sneaks an arm around her back, pulling her closer towards him. Click.
Blair is able to hold herself in place, by locking her frame. She pulls at his hair at the back of his head. Click.
He gazes up at her, his mouth in a slight pout, but the devil dancing in his eyes. He moves up and plants a full mouth kiss on her lips. Click.
"This is gold!" The photographer murmurs and Jenny gasps as she sees the picture of the kiss appear upon the computer screen. She looks around the room and yes, everyone of the staff is looking at their boss and Chuck with their jaws dropped to the floor.
Blair pulls back, eyes narrowed at him and mad at herself that he was able to steal a kiss from her in front of the staff. She pulls his head back once more, holding onto a lot more hair this time. Click.
Chuck groans in a painful and aroused manner. Blair leans down towards his lips this time, everybody in the room is holding their breaths in anticipation. The photographer is clicking away with his camera as she angles her face about his, but keeps her lips just out of reach. Click.
At first he smiles. Click.
But as his body is craving for more contact and she's using her body to block him from making more contact with him. He places one hand behind her back and uses his other one to lift Blair from his lap, while standing up he places both his legs in between hers. Click.
And with one step she' s atop of the desk, her legs hooked around his waist. Click.
Once Jenny realises what's going on the look in her eyes goes from shocked to horrified, but by the time she stands up from behind the laptop Chuck is already pushing everything off the desk, while he's holding Blair up with this other hand. Click.
As he sprawls Blair's body over it. Click.
Her head hanging of the desk, with her eyes closed and her hair almost touching the floor. Click.
It's her time to gasp when she feels his mouth on the exposed flesh in between the valley of her breasts. Click.
The photographer takes a few steps so he can take a close up of that scene, his camera never stops clicking while he moves and he catches Chuck's hungry gaze while he looks down at Blair, before he pulls her back up. Click.
Burring himself into the nape of her neck. Click.
"Slow down guys, I didn't bring my video camera." The photographer jokes, but neither hears him. Both Blair and Chuck are too caught up in each other.
Chuck pulls himself away from her neck, eyeing the photographer with a raise of his eyebrow and a playful gleam in his eyes. While Blair gazes up at him hungrily. Click.
He captures her lips in a shattering full mouth kiss. Click.
Blair buries her hands in the hair on the back of his head, slightly massaging his scalp, urging him on. Click.
Jenny looks around the room. Luckily not all staff members are here today. But it won't last long before the news spreads around the office and she has no idea how it will unfold. As one or two ladies start to blush slightly at the heated scene in front of them, Jenny knows she must put a stop to it before that playboy lowers his pants and they have pornography-styled pictures on their hands. "CUT!" Jenny shrieks. Launching Blair back into reality. Chuck keeps her close and watches while realisation of what just happened kicks in. Her lips are a bit swollen from his heated kisses and Chuck smirks proudly at his handiwork.
"Get out of the way." Jenny barks at him, pushing him away from Blair. The rest of the staff remains locked into their places, still shocked from the erotic display they just witnessed. Jenny pulls Blair of the desk and towards her small changing area. "We need to get some ice on your lips."
"Perhaps some scotch too." Blair smirks.
"You need to control the situation, boss." Jenny mocks her.
"Yeah. Yeah. Mixing business and pleasure… blablabla" Blair laughs playfully.
Jenny throws Blair a glare, not amused about the fact that her boss is mocking her, while she appears to be the only one who seems to understand the seriousness in this whole situation.
"There is no man like him." Blair whispers, while Jenny helps her out of her dress.
"Really?"
"Yes. I have never ever met a man as skilled as him."
"God! B!" Jenny responds with a discussed face. "Spare me the details please." Jenny turns around facing her back toward Blair as she tries to figure out her next outfit.
"It's all about the details." Chuck muses, eyeing Blair appreciatively who's still standing in her black one pieced undergarment and black stiletto's.
"Go away. Chuck." Jenny growls. "She's not ready."
"Oh. She's ready…" Chuck muses, as he takes a brown curl in between his fingers, enjoying her scent. The obvious mischief in his arrogant smile "Mister photographer, this is a picture perfect."
The good man rushes over. "Isn't she delicious?" Chuck wonders.
The good man takes his time to observe and take in Blair's obvious beauty. "Very much so sir." He agrees with Chuck.
"Watch it Bass." Blair throws him a playful glare.
"I am." Chuck answers smugly while his eyes give her once more and appreciative once-over. "I love how you lips look, by the way."
"A nice colour isn't it."
"Perhaps. I'm not sure it's the right one." Chuck smiles charmingly, before whispering: "I'll need to have a taste to be sure."
Jenny throws Blair her white kimono. As Blair puts it on, Chuck realises that it's that same see through kimono from the night they met. Only then she wore something much more provocative underneath it. Blair walks over to the bar, grabbing two fresh glasses and fills them both with a finger of scotch. She hands him one and moves away to sit down on the couch.
On a presentiment the photographer takes his camera and starts snapping pictures of the two. Their natural interaction is so pure and magical that there is no need to create that certain scene or atmosphere Jenny wants.
As Blair curls up onto the leather seats, Chuck walks over and sit down beside her, his back leaning partly against her. She whispers something in audible into his ear while he sips his scotch. He responds with a smirk before leaning his head back, locking eyes with her. Blair looks around the room everybody appears to be busy, even the photographer plays as if he's occupied with something on his camera. She swoops down and steals a kiss. Click.
Everybody looks up at the sudden flash. All eyes are on them once more, but as they appear to be just chatting they all continue with their own tasks at hand. While Jenny is in the corner muttering something about wardrobe to herself, Chuck calls one of the assistants closer.
"In the fridge, there's a bowl of cherries. Fetch them will you?"
"No. Chuck." Blair smiles, biting her lip in the process.
"Please." Chuck pleads while the assistant puts the bowl down besides him. He sits up a little straighter, adjusting his clothes in the process.
"That's a little secret." Blair whispers with a smile.
"Once more, and I won't tell…" Chuck muses, holding a cherry above her. Click.
Blair has to stretch her neck so her lips can reach the little red fruit. As Blair chews on the flesh and cleans the stone in the process, Chuck eyes her like he's about to ravish her right here in the spot. Click.
When she present the little stone to him on her tong, Chuck gently picks it up, examining the spotless stone. Click.
"And now the finale." Chuck smirks when he holds out the stem for her to take. He muses something inaudible in her ear. Click.
Blair smirks before she places her fingers at her mouth and pulls out the stem. A perfect knot. Click.
Blair raises her eyebrow at Chuck who bites his bottom lip in response. Click.
Blair stands up slowly walking away from the photography-party. Chuck stays behind on the couch, watching Blair retreat. She throws him a playful look over her shoulder and he stands up in response. Click.
She disappears into one room only to appear again in the next. Chuck's sauntering behind her, trying to act cool. The photographer disconnects his camera from the laptop and follows them around the penthouse. The first round, the man is able to keep track with them, but by the second round he realises he lost Blair when he can only seem to relocate Chuck. He's looking around several room's trying not to lose Chuck as well, but realises that it was designed to happen when he loses sight of Chuck as well. He looks around a few more rooms, trying to trace either of them, knowing that the other won't be far behind because if they go through this much trouble to lose his ass they are up to something really hot and he would love to snap a picture of that. When the man decides to return back to the living room he's wondering down the hall of the penthouse. The turns left on a T, but stops mid-step when he hears a soft rhythmic knock behind him. He turns and on the other end of that hallway he finds Chuck, facing him with his back and holding what appears to be a bottle of Dom and two Champaign glasses.
He holds out his camera just in time for the door to open and Blair appears in the doorway. Her white see-through kimono no longer wrapped around her.
"Hello gorgeous." He hears Chuck musing to Blair.
"I see you brought some refreshments." Blair bites her lip, taking the bottle out of his hand as he holds it out to her.
"You'll need it." He hears Chuck chuckle.
Blair pulls him inside by his arm.
The two gaze hungrily into each others eyes while she closes the door. Click, say first his camera and then the lock on the door.
As the photographer walks back into the living room, Jenny immediately appears beside him.
"Where did you go off to?"
"I just made sure you have the perfect picture for your ad campaign." The man smiles, showing Jenny the picture of Chuck and Blair. "It's the perfect balance between sexy and stylish, if you ask me."
Snagging the camera out of the poor man's hands, walking over to her laptop so she can transfer it and delete it for the memory, just like any other picture that has been taken here today. She will not risk having any picture prematurely leaked onto the net. "When did you take this?"
"Just now."
"Now?" Jenny wonders confused.
"Yes, before they locked everybody out."
"Where?"
"The master bedroom."
The photographer watches her go pale, before she literally slams her laptop shut, shouts at the staff to take five and then strides off towards the hallway. Within seconds Jenny finds herself knocking on the door. "Blair?" She wonders. All she gets in return are muffled sounds, her mind wondering when ether or not she just heard someone moan.
"I know you are in there." She tries next. "With him."
She presses her ear against the door and she's certain she hears a soft giggle this time, followed by a shushing sound from him, before he hears a soft thud against the door and an "Oh yes…"
Once she pulled him inside the room and closed the door behind him, he smiles down at her. He takes the bottle out of her hands and places it on the floor beside the door.
"No Champagne?" Blair pouts.
"No. Not yet." He smirks, stepping closer. "You must earn it first."
"And how do you suggest I'd do that?" Blair wonders, backing up one small step at a time until her back hits the door they just entered through seconds ago.
"I can think of a few ways." Chuck smirks as he traps Blair against the door with his own body.
"I was hoping you would." Blair looks up, giving him an innocent playful look.
Chuck groans in anticipation, before his mouth comes crushing down on hers. He feels her relax as she sighs into his mouth at his lustful kiss, obviously enjoying the privacy that the room is offering them. He pushes his tongue into her mouth, licking her palate with the tip of his tongue.
Neither heard the knock that came before they hear Jenny call out Blair's name.
Blair moans into his mouth at the erotic gesture and he smirks in response. That moan was loud enough for Jenny to have heard it. Her next sentence confirms his suspicion that she did hear it.
Blair start to giggle when she adds while muttering "with him".
Chuck tries to silence Blair's laughter by putting his mouth over hers and swooping her up in another soaring kiss. He places his hands under her buttocks and lifts her up, she locks her bare legs around his hips as he roughly pushes her into the door.
"Do you want me to take you right here?" Chuck murmurs between the kisses he's planting in her neck. He pushes his pelvis into hers with a grinding motion. Blair's answer to his question leaves her lips as a strangled moan: "Oh yes…"
Jenny starts knocking on the door loudly. "We still have a photo shoot to finish Boss…" Mocking the word as it leaves her mouth.
"We're not done?" Chuck wonders.
"You're not done."
"I like that." He smirks before he starts licking, biting and sucking on the heated flesh of her neck.
"I know you can hear me." Jenny shouts through the door. Blair whimpers at the loss of contact of his lips against her neck, Chuck groans in irritation. He looks like he's about to kill Jenny through the door.
"She'll go away." Blair whispers into his neck, planting soothing kisses all over his neck, jaw and throat.
"I don't mind an audience…"
Blair grins at him: "I thought I heard the photographer say he didn't bring his video camera…"
"Don't tempt me Waldorf!" He growls at her as the thought flashes through his mind.
"I wouldn't dare…" Blair mocks his frustration. "But, what are you going to do about it…"
Chuck balances Blair on his one hand, before unlocking the lock on the door.
"We're going to give them a little show." He muses while carrying her over to the king size bed in the middle of the room.
Jenny is surprised when she hears to lock being turned. She really thought they would have her stand out here and wait while they were getting it on at the other side of the door.
She knocks on the door hesitantly: "Blair?"
Jenny waits a few seconds for Blair to response but hears nothing. "I'm coming in." She says while she knocks again before pushing down the handle and peeking her head around the door.
In the dimly lit room she sees how Chuck places Blair onto the covers of the bed, before taking of the jacket of his suit and throwing it her way. Jenny is so shocked that she freezes on the spot. Blair moves her body up, she wraps her hand around his tie and uses it to pull him down towards her. Chuck captures her lips in a soaring kiss and Blair moans when he pushes his pelvis into hers. Their clothes are still keeping them apart but Jenny eyes the scene with wide eyes.
Chuck rolls them over so she's now straddling him. Blair untangles the knot of his tie and pulls him up towards her by holding onto both ends, kissing his lips seductively. His hands roam over the fabric that is barely covering her body, he digs his fingers into the skin of her right leg. She rolls her hips in response, making him groan. Blair places his tie between her teeth.
"I like it better when you purr into my ear…"
"I'm not planning on silencing myself." Blair smiles, before she rolls her hips into his pelvis once more and captures his lips in a mind-blowing kiss. She uses her own body to push them both down again, raising his hands one by one over his head. His mind is burred by his raging hormones and carnal cravings that he realises too late what's going on. When he feels the silk of his tie closely wrapped around both his wrists, he tries to wiggle them free but he's too late.
The sound of people entering the penthouse make Jenny close the door behind her, trapping herself in the same room as Blair and Chuck.
"It looks like our guest is planning on staying." Chuck murmurs against Blair's lips.
"Indeed. Perhaps I should ask her if she would like to join us?" Blair wonders slowly unbuttoning Chuck's dress shirt.
Jenny shocked at Blair's indirect question, turns around so she's facing the door instead: "You two are despicable. I'm leaving, lock the door behind me will you?"
"I guess it will be just us then." Blair smirks as Jenny quickly exits the bedroom, her hands roam over Chuck's exposed upper body. Enjoying the feeling of his chest hair against her fingers.
"Blair?" Jenny calls out from behind the door after a few seconds. "You're not going to lock it are you.?" Her question is more of a statement than an actual question. "Are you really going to make me play guard out here…"
"Is she really going to…?"
"Oh yes. She is…" Blair answers his incomplete question with a smile: "So moan nice and loudly for her will you?"
"You can untie me now she's no longer present." Chuck smirks. "You have proven your point."
"What point?" Blair leans down, trailing kisses up his chest, towards his throat, jaw and lips. "Your hands are going to remain above you head, until I say otherwise."
"Enough with the torture, Waldorf…" His comment receives a smile from Blair.
"Enough?" Blair laughs mischievously: "It's only the beginning. If you think you are sexually frustrated now, you are in for a joyful ride." She slowly unclasps the small hooks that keep her one piece together. Exposing more and more skin to him, slapping his hands away every time he tries to reach for her. All he can do is lick his lips in anticipation and enjoy the show she's giving him. With each hook that pops open she rolls her hips against his pelvis, slowly exposing herself to him until she's fully naked on top of him.
Only then she starts to remove the remaining clothes on his body, first his shoes, followed by his socks and pants and finally his boxers as well. His breathing is low and heavy, while his body is burning and twisting in anticipation for some sort of release. His member stands proud in all it's glory.
"Do you want me?" Blair whispers into his ear, lying beside him on the bed, her hand wrapped around his member, moving up and down with long slow strokes.
Chuck nods.
"Say it."
"No."
"Than I will tease you until your head's about to explode…"
"I can handle that." Chuck smirks smugly.
"Really?" Blair wonders. Licking the tip of his cock with the tip of her tongue. Chuck's eye roll back into his head while he let's a horny groan escape his lips. "Maybe you'll like this better." Blair smiles innocently, before she warps her lips around his tip, sucking it very gently.
"Oh, God!" Chuck moans.
"You like that, don't you?" Blair wonders with a raise of her delicate eyebrow.
His mind is screaming at him to lie, to object to the pleasant feeling, but the lust raging through his veins is clouding his judgement. "Yes" he breath out.
"Say you want me Chuck." Blair muses.
"I…" He starts, but the moment her lips are around his tip again he's at loss for words. This time she sucks slightly harder, adding more pressure to the most sensitive part of his cock. "Oh yes." and "Blair…." are the only words that are leaving his mouth.
Blair smiles proudly at his chanting. Their eyes lock and she notices a slight change in the way he looks at her. Sensing something is off, Blair removes her mouth from around his fully erect member. Just in time it appears because Chuck thrusts his hips upwards in an desperate attempt to push his cock down her throat. Blair glares at him in response, slapping him across his chest. "You're a very naughty naughty boy."
Chuck simply nods, while he throws a cheeky grin her way.
"Perhaps I should punish you by letting you suffer, while I focus on my own pleasure first." Blair eyes him, while she straddles him again, making sure that her clit touches his member in all the right places so when she rolls her hips it creates pressure in all the right places. Blair closes her eyes as she enjoys the pleasant feeling of an orgasm building up inside her, moaning gently at the contact. She knows she needs to get her first orgasm out of the way so she can keep going on with this torture. In the process she has made herself just as horny as him, she's so wet that her moister is slowly slipping past her folds with every grind against his bare member.
"Oh fuck! Blair…" Chuck groans once he realises how ready she is…
"Ask me nicely." Blair stills her hips.
"Fuck me Blair." Chuck demands.
Blair leans down kissing his neck. "Say. Please."
Chuck let's the word escape past his lips as one throaty plea. "Please."
"One sentence, Chuck." She says before sucking away at the pulse point in his neck. Blair knows that the nape of the neck is Chuck's kryptonite, but she also knows that the ministrations he likes to perform on her neck are merely a reflection of what he likes done against his own skin.
"Fuck me. Please." Chuck sighs with defeat as he caves in. Blair smirks at him and with one roll of her hips he feels his manhood slowly disappear inside of her tight wet folds. "Oh. Yes."
Blair rides him high into the sky. Purring his name as his cock moves in and out of her due to her own ministrations. His desire to touch her becomes unbearable and frankly too hard to ignore. He knows she'll probably slap him across his chest once more, but at this point he really doesn't care about that; he sits up so his chest is in full contact with her perky breasts and tout nipples. He moves his tied up wrist around her neck, so he can lock her in his hold before he buries himself into the nape of her neck. Blair moans his name in response and Chuck smirks against her skin as he starts to move his hips in sync with hers. "Untie me Blair."
The sentence lingers in the air and Blair bites her bottom lip at the thought of the many positions they could do if she gives in, but on the other hand she's enjoying the power she holds over him right now.
"I. Want. You. To. Untie. Me." Chuck kisses his and her favourite spot on her neck with each word. Using those 3 words she wanted to hear him say all night long. Blair sighs happily at his ministrations against her neck. She gently pulls at one lose end of the knot, freeing him.
Chuck immediately flips her onto her back and buries himself into her over and over again with passionate hungry thrusts, until she's screaming out his name.
AN: I want to start this author's note by saying that I outdid myself on this chapter and I truly hope that I have been able to meet you expectations with their photo shoot and that I have met the hot, steamy and sizzling requirements the reviewers left me. This is the longest chapter I have written for this story so far, 5264 words author's note excluded, not that I'm counting.
Okay, I am. And I'm proud of myself and I hope that everyone who reads this chapter is kind enough to leave me a review: it's the most rewarding thing a writer can get here on fan fiction.
On top of that is the fact that this chapter is extra special to me, this was the initial idea for this entire story and I have been working towards this chapter the entire time. It also means that this story is slowly running towards it's end. I still have a few lose ends to tie up in the plot, so you can count on a couple more chapters. I hope to have your continued support until the end.
D.