Chuck Bass was not one for jealousy. But he could not keep his eyes of the brunette dangling off the arms of his best friend. She glowed in the room full of over privileged youth. Her hair held up loosely, but not a single strand out of place. Her black cocktail dress clung onto her body tightly but conservatively, leaving much to his imagination. He stood silently in the corner, champagne flute in one hand and a gorgeous blonde model on the other. He grinned as she stole looks his way and started kissing his blonde date aggressively. In the corner of his eyes, he could tell she was watching.

So he waited. She would come. She always did.

As if clockwork, his phone vibrated in his pants.

NEW MESSAGE

Hallway. Now. – Blair

"I'll be right back." He says to the blonde before carefully slipping out of the party.

"Well, well, well…"

"Shut up Bass." Blair rolls her eyes.

It had been three days. 72 hours. She hadn't touched him for nearly 4320 minutes. She had told herself she would stay away. For good. But for christ sake, here she was. With Nate nearly a room away. Chuck Bass was her drug. And she just relapsed.

Her mouth found his aggressively and her hands grabbed at his shirt.

Her dress was quickly slipped off her shoulders, barely onto her body any longer.

"Not here." She whispers, in between kisses.

She shoves him quickly into the elevator and pins him against the wall.

She couldn't remember the last time she lasted this long without him.

He quickly pushes for his floor and dove back into her kiss. His shirt was unbutton, bowtie on the ground, belt unbuckled, and pants unzipped. Her dress was barely clinging onto her body. They struggled to keep their clothes on.

The spun each other around in circles, lips attached.

"Come on, Waldorf, behave yourself." He pants heavily, "We're almost to my floor."

She closes her eyes tightly as his mouth found her neck once more, he could feel her head shaking profusely. He stops for a second to look at her. She smiles sweetly and just nods. He presses he emergency stop button. The elevator came to a halt.

Her dress slips onto the floor as he places hot wet kisses onto her neck. She pushes his shirt back, sliding it off his arms and then struggles with his pants.

He grins mockingly. Her panties came off in seconds and her legs were wrapped around his waist, back pressed against the wall.

Blair Fucking Waldorf. Having sex in an elevator. With Chuck Bass, nonetheless. Classy.

Chuck didn't know hell was freezing over so soon.

15 minutes later they were back into the party. She was back at Nate's side and he was sitting at the bar. They stole looks every so often, grinning more widely than ever.

Suddenly he felt someone sit beside him.

Looking to his right he saw a familar face, one he couldn't quite put a name too.

"Hi there," he extends his hand with a sly smirks, "I'm Chuck."

"Vanessa." she replies

"Dan's friend?" He asks, remembering the many times Serena had complained about this particular name.

She smiles, "Yes...Your party?"

He nods coyly, grinning wider.

"How about you say we go up to my suite and I'll throw you an after party?"

She takes a sip of her martini and bites the olive flirtaciously. She leans into him just close enough to whisper into his ear, "Chuck Bass throwing a party just for me? I feel honored," she purrs, "but I'm afraid I'm not your type...elevator sex isn't really my thing."

She pulls back, grinning widely. Looking from him to Blair Waldorf who was happily sitting in Nate's lap.

She noticed the smirk on his face vanished, his eyes filled with fear and intrigue.

"What do you know?"

"Oh, nothing." she replies, "Just that our precious Upper East Side princess isn't all that she's cracked up to be."

She looks back at Nate, "Poor Nate Archibald, having his best friend and girlfriend sneak around right under his nose."

"You will not tell anyone or I will destroy you."

She chuckles slightly, "Oh please, you sound like Queen B herself."

"What do you want?"

"I haven't decided yet." She grabs her drink and hops off the stool, "But I'll let you know."

She winked mockingly and walks out of the party. Chuck chugs the rest of his drink and looks back at Blair and Nate.

He wanted to throw up.

A/N: Glad everyone liked the first chapter. It was written as a one shot and chapter 2 was written seperately but I thought what the heck and decided to make this a full length story. This is my first fanfic in about 3 years, so character development and writing is very rough. Sorry. Reviews and positive critque highly encouraged. :