Chapter 13

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The rating for this story was bumped up to M. After finally working through all their issues, Chair's reunion is to be intense and drawn out ;) I hope you enjoy it!

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December 31, 2011

Who knew Chuck Bass was a romantic? After watching his Queen ice skate for most of the morning, they were spotted walking through the Park. Holding hands and unable to contain their smiles, could they finally be together again? Only time can tell if this power couple will finally make it work or if they'll crash and burn once again. Maybe I'm getting soft but I think I'm rooting for this to be it for them. As always, I'll keep you posted. You know you love me, XOXO, Gossip Girl.

XOXO

Chuck had Blair's outfit for that night at his apartment so they went there first. He had it laid out on the guest bed for her while he went to his room to get changed. Chuck was done before she was so he waited in the living room while she got dressed.

He was proud of the night he planned for them, it was in the works for weeks and the only thing left was for her to do was let him take the lead. The shopping experience for her outfit was more stressful than he expected. Bergdorf's stayed open for him and Chuck had the place to himself as he shopped for the perfect outfit for Blair. After an hour of looking and finally getting the saleswomen to leave him alone, he decided on a mint green, strapless silk dress that reminded him of the night she danced for him at Victrola and then gave him her virginity in the back of his limo.

Because Chuck didn't want to tempt himself or her with them waiting to make love, he had a pair of her favorite wool stockings from Wolford in black with matching pumps waiting for her to change into as well.

"Maybe you can help me remember why this dress feels so familiar?" she asked, snapping him out of his reverie when she came sauntering down the hallway to where he was.

"Perhaps it's the color?" he smirked, his hands at her hips to draw her to him. Letting his hands wander to the small of her back and digging his fingers into the material of her dress, Chuck kissed her neck. Eliciting a soft moan from her, Blair melted into his arms as he lips greedily attacked her soft skin.

When he pulled back and rested his forehead against hers with a smile, he spoke, "You ready to leave?"

Nodding, her fingers reached up to straighten his bowtie, noting it was the exact shade as her dress. "We match, I always liked that with us," she smiled.

Kissing the side of her face, he reached into his pocket. Her hand stopped his when she saw the blindfold. "That better be new," she said with a frown, not wanting something touching her that had been used on one of his former playmates.

"It's from our game days," he told her with a smirk, gently turning her around before bringing her body flush with his and covering her eyes with the silk. "Just because we've stopped toying with each other doesn't mean we can't still have some fun."

"Why are you blindfolding me?" she asked with a shaky breath at how close they were. "My condition to be with you again hasn't changed."

"I know," Chuck assured her, "But I don't want you to know where I'm taking you. It's a surprise."

"Don't let me fall, Bass, these are four inch heels I'm wearing," she told him. "I'm trusting you."

"Good, because you can," he said softly as he kissed her neck. "Let's go."

She went to reach for his arm but he surprised her by lifting her into his arms. "No chance of you falling now," he told her.

"So you say," she teased, nibbling on her ear as he remained quiet as they took the elevator down to the limo.

"I really can't take this off," she asked, "You can find some way to distract me from noticing where we're going."

"Nice try, we're almost there," he said.

When the limo stopped, Chuck waited until Arthur had the door opened before helping Blair out. They took one more elevator ride up and then it was time for Chuck to remove the blindfold.

Opening her eyes, she noted that they were in an empty apartment that had amazing views of the East River out of the floor to ceiling windows. "What is this place?" she asked.

"Our New Year's Eve retreat," he said, motioning for her to join him as he took a seat on the duvets set up on the floor. "The fireworks start soon. "

"You expect me to sit on the floor?" she questioned as her lip curled in distaste.

"Come on, Waldorf," he said as he took her hand. "This is very expensive bedding, you won't get dirty. And I have treats for you."

Blair went through the assortment of food he had prepared as he poured them champagne. Dipping a strawberry into the bowl of whipped cream, she went to feed it to him but ate it herself at the last moment. Playful teasing ensued with the food when the fireworks starting interrupted them.

"Happy New Year," Chuck smirked as he leaned in to kiss her, knowing this year was going to be much better than the previous one for them.

January 2, 2012

Instead of facing the embarrassment of her and Chuck being seen anywhere to get tested, Blair arranged for a doctor to meet them at the penthouse to draw their blood.

"Stop pacing," Blair said as she sat on the chaise. "This is nothing to be worried about. Or do you actually have something?" she asked with panic starting to show itself in her.

"No, I told you I don't have anything," he told her with agitation. "I'm clean."

"Then why are you so nervous?" she asked.

"I'm not nervous," Chuck said as he wrung out his hands and failed to hide his fear of needles. "I just want this over as soon as possible, that's all."

Blair smiled at how cute he looked and walked over to him. "This will be over quickly," she said, taking his face in her hands to still him and get her boyfriend to look at her. "I can go first, show you it's not that big a deal."

"No, I want to go first," he told her quickly, "Get it over with."

"Okay," she said as she rested her hand on his arm and leaned up to kiss his cheek. She could feel him shaking slightly when she added, "This will be over soon, unlike our reunion which will be very time-consuming."

Chuck was starting to smirk when the elevator doors opened and he blanched suddenly.

"Good evening," he said, setting his bag on the table and wasting no time. "Which one of you is first?"

"Me," Chuck said as he took a seat and glanced at Blair.

After two failed attempts, the doctor was finally able to draw Chuck's blood. Blair was less anxious with the process, chatting with the doctor about when their results would be back as if they were talking over coffee.

"Thank you," she said when he told her they'd be back within the week and walking him to the elevator. "I appreciate you making a house call for us."

"Of course, Miss Waldorf, enjoy your evening," he told her with a nod as he stepped into the elevator and she made her way back to Chuck.

"We're one step closer, Bass," she purred, sitting in his lap as he played with the bandage on his arm. "Stop pouting, because you look incredibly sexy when you do."

"That doctor is terrible," Chuck stated. "It took him three tries to get a vein."

"You pulled away the first two times and he lost it," she told him gently. "But it's over now. Have you planned for our reunion yet?" she asked. "I keep thinking about it."

"We get the results back the day we leave for Dubai," he said with a smirk as his arms circled her waist. "Do you think we should wait to get back and christen my new apartment or shall we christen the new hotel?"

"Considering I really don't want to wait longer than we have to, the hotel and then your apartment when we get back," Blair told him. "Is it okay that we'll be sharing a room over there? Will that look bad for you?"

"No, it won't," he said, his hands on her lower back. "Going on a working holiday with my girlfriend won't look bad at all. Picking up a prostitute while I'm there, now that would look bad."

Her eyes widened when he continued, "Which I wouldn't do, and haven't in about two years."

That comment completely changed the mood between them and Chuck realized it as soon as the words left his mouth. Starting to backpedal, he said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. You're the only woman I want, and I can't wait to make love with you again."

"I know that," she told him as she pulled away and started to make her way to the staircase. "I still have another practice test to take tonight, you can see yourself out."

She knew he meant nothing by it but resonated within her nonetheless. The playfulness that was between them was ruined and Blair wanted to get upstairs before he could see how upset she had gotten. "Soon, Bass, very soon," she told him in as sexy a tone as she could muster before hurrying up to her room.

Chuck was never dense when it came to Blair's feelings. He may have ignored them or chosen not to address them, but he was always aware of how she felt. He shouldn't have mentioned being with a prostitute now that they were finally back together. Sighing at his misstep, he made his way around the curve of the staircase and down the hall to her bedroom.

"If this is what the LSAT entails, I may start studying for them with you," he said as he stood in the doorframe to her bedroom and saw her under the covers with a box of macaroons next to her.

"I'm tired, Chuck," she told him, hiding his journal under the covers as she was unsure if he spotted it. "You should go home, you have work in the morning and I have plans."

"After we talk about this," he told her, making his way to sit on the edge of her bed.

"There's nothing to talk about," she said, very uncomfortable with how close he was.

"Six months of therapy has taught me a thing or two, Blair," he said. "You're upset by what I said, I'm sorry."

"I know," she told him with a fake smile that he saw right through. "We're good, you can go. Kiss me goodnight and leave."

He shook his head as his eyes closed. "How can I fix this?" he asked, reaching for her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

"There's nothing to fix," she told him truthfully, avoiding his gaze the entire time she spoke. "I overreacted, forget it, please. We boxed it up, I don't want to talk about it."

"This isn't going to be easy," he said as watched her, "Is it?"

"No," Blair said, "It's fine though, let it go, Chuck."

"What's that?" he asked, reaching over her to pull out the journal. "You still have it?"

"I read it most nights," Blair told him.

"Not the most conventional bedtime reading," he said as he thumbed through the pages he filled with his thoughts last summer.

"It reminds me how far we've come," she said. "You poured your heart out on those pages, reading this shows me you've changed."

"This is all depressing though," Chuck noted.

"Not all of it," she smiled. "We had a few good weeks that fall."

He stayed a bit longer with her, reminiscing about their good times and talking about how they wanted this time to be different and were fighting for it. With her yawns continuing, Chuck kissed her goodnight as he tucked her in, something they both got a laugh at before he departed for the night.

January 3, 2012

"You and Blair," Nate said with a grin, "It's good to see you two back on track."

"It's good to be back with her," Chuck told him. "Things finally feel normal again."

"You're happy, this is good," Eric smiled. Chuck laughed as his stepbrother continued, "How was France? Tell us about your accommodations."

"Yeah, did they put you in the shed?" Nate snickered.

"I had a great time," Chuck told them with a smirk. "I'm glad I went. And not that's it's any of your business, but we actually both slept in her room."

"Harold Waldorf let you sleep in the same bed as his daughter, under his roof? Not possible," Nate said with disbelief as Eric's eyes widened.

"That's what I thought, but it happened," Chuck told him. "We didn't do anything though, I'm not suicidal. Besides, Eleanor was just looking for a reason to castrate me."

"But you two are sleeping together again?" Nate inquired.

"Is that really any of your business, Nathaniel?" Chuck asked, questioning himself and if he was really ready to disclose such a personal aspect of his relationship with Blair to his friends.

"Is Chuck Bass really trying to play coy?" Eric teased. "Come on, you of all people love talking about your sex life."

Chuck remained quiet as he took another sip of his scotch. It wasn't just sex with Blair, it was making love. While he had no problem explaining the difference to Blair, he didn't want to have to explain it to Eric and Nate.

"What is it?" Eric asked seriously. "Are you two okay?"

"We're great," Chuck let them know as he stared at the tumbler in his hand, watching the scotch swish back and forth. "It's just, I don't think I want to discuss certain aspects of our relationship with anyone but Blair."

"But you are having sex?" Nate pressed. Blair wouldn't answer him either and he bet Dan two hundred dollars that they were. It was Chuck and Blair they were referring to.

"Why do you care? What's it to you?" Chuck asked.

"Nothing, I just really thought," Nate said, pissed that Dan was right yet again when it came to Blair.

"You were always a horrible liar, Nathaniel, spill," Chuck said as his eyes narrowed and he looked at his best friend. "What did you do?"

"Nothing, I promise," Nate repeated as his hand ran through his hair nervously. "Eric, how was your first semester?"

"Don't change the subject," Chuck told him. "Tell me what you did."

Nate mumbled something under his breath but the only words Chuck caught were Dan, bet, and stupid. "You better be referring to Brooklyn with stupid," Chuck said.

"Just tell him," Eric smiled, "Get it over with."

"I bet Dan two hundred bucks you were sleeping with Blair," Nate said quickly as he downed his drink and stared at his feet.

"You did what?" Chuck snarled. "I already regret this, but, why?"

"We were bored," Nate told him. "I thought it would be easy money."

Chuck couldn't help but smirk, "It was, for Humphrey."

"What?" Nate exclaimed.

"You have your answer, now let it go," Chuck said with a coolness to his tone that conveyed he wasn't amused.

Pouting, Nate remained silent. "I love college," Eric told them, changing the subject as Nate continued to squirm as Chuck shot glares across at him, finally letting his old friend off the hook with a threat that he wouldn't be so forgiving if it happened again.

January 6, 2012

"First you two spend Christmas in France and now you're going with him to Dubai. You and Chuck sure get around," Serena said.

"Stop," Blair told her as she saw a skirt that caught her eye and the blonde followed her, "I don't like where you're going with that statement."

"Come on, you and Chuck are all about sex," Serena exclaimed.

"Not this time," Blair told her with a glare. "And keep your voice down, I don't need everyone knowing my business."

"Have you two, you know?" Serena asked suggestively as her eyebrows wiggled up and down. "Because Chuck has been very happy whenever I've seen him."

"No, we haven't," Blair said quietly, making the blonde's eyes widen at that admission. "And keep that to yourself, we don't need everyone knowing our business."

"I knew it," Dan declared, reminding the girls of his presence.

Blair's eyes narrowed as she looked at Dan, "This makes you happy, why?"

"No reason," he said, his voice going up an octave as the look Blair was giving him sent chills through his veins.

Smirking, Blair said, "Chuck told me about the bet."

"Bet?" Serena asked with confusion.

"Nate and Dan decided that my sex life with Chuck was open for discussion and made a bet on whether or not we had slept together yet," Blair told her.

"Why would you do that?" Serena asked Dan with dismay before looking at Blair. "And why aren't you more upset?"

Blair shrugged, "That's not a concern for me these days. They didn't mean anything by it, I'm sure of that."

"We didn't, and I know you, Blair," he told her. "You've been determined to do it differently this time with Chuck, and frantic sex just because you're horny isn't different, at least not where you two are concerned. Besides, you all but told you were waiting."

"So you cheated to swindle Nate," Blair mused. "I approve, Humphrey."

"I so don't get this friendship," Serena said as Dan and Blair shared a look she didn't understand.

"Don't overthink it," Dan said as he nudged her side with his elbow, "We don't."

January 8, 2012

The day arrived for them to leave for Dubai. Blair received the email with their clean blood test results before she and Chuck left for the helipad. They both tried to contain how horny they were but as soon as they were alone, they were all over each other.

Only getting as far as heavy petting with some intense kissing, the helicopter touched down at Teterboro and the hurried to the luxury awaiting them in the jet.

Chuck was surprised when he saw the pilot standing where the attendant should be. "My apologies, Mr. Bass," the pilot said with unease as he looked at Chuck, "But the flight attendant scheduled to work this flight fell ill and it was too late to get a replacement."

"How could you not find a replacement?" Chuck asked with irritation that the plans he had made were now going up in smoke. "You should have, that's what you're paid to do."

"It's okay," Blair told him. "We can manage on our own. Is the jet stocked?" she asked the pilot.

"Yes, miss," he said. "With everything you asked for."

"That will be all," she said, dismissing him and leaving Chuck gaping as she went to get a bottle of her favorite champagne vintage from the fridge.

"This was your doing," Chuck accused with a smirk. He may have planned for a romantic meal followed by intense foreplay but it appeared she had planned for them to reconsummate their relationship with all the privacy they needed before the jet landed.

"I wanted you all to myself," she said. "Are you complaining?"

"That depends, what did you have in mind?" he asked.

"Well," she started, handing him the champagne and two flutes, "You can open that and pour us each a glass."

"Now what?" he inquired as he handed her a champagne flute and joined her.

"Now we talk," she told him, a devilish glint in her eyes as her plan was on course.

"I'm not sure what you're playing at, but I'll go along with it," he said, intrigued for what her next move would be.

They finished their champagne and were laughing as the jet reached it's highest elevation and they were at long last told they could begin moving about the cabin.

Taking the glass from him and placing them on the table, Blair crawled onto his lap and held the side of his face. "You know what's next," she told him, "Ready?"

"Like you even need to ask," he rasped, feeling himself get hard with how close she was. "But I did think I'd be the one initiating this."

"I'm a control freak," she stated, her thumb stroking back and forth against his cheekbone. "Did you forget that about me?"

"How could I?" he smirked. "You've proven it on many occasions."

Smiling, she pushed him back and kissed the side of his face before standing. "Where are you going?" he asked.

"To make myself more comfortable," she told him as she grabbed one of her bags before disappearing from his sight as he heard the door to the bathroom click shut.

Chuck was pretty sure she was going to come out wearing something slinky, if she had anything on at all. They both felt the sexual tension between them and now that they had the results from their blood tests, the only thing stopping them from making love again was their own restraint, which was waning fast.

He heard the door open and she came out wearing a burgundy silk negligee with matching stilettos. Her hips were swaying as she walked to where he was and stood in front of him, pushing his knees apart and standing between his legs.

"How do I look?" she purred, leaning over to kiss him before straddling his waist.

"You look stunning," he told her as his hands went to hold her hips and he realized she wasn't wearing any underwear. Groaning, he said, "But Blair, I have our suite all set up for this when we arrive."

"We can still use it when we get there, but I'm done waiting for you," she said as she began removing his tie. "It's thirteen hours to Dubai and I want to spend most of that time with you inside me."

"Look around," he said with a hitch in his voice, his tie thrown to the side as her fingers got started unbuttoning his shirt, "We don't have that much room."

"When has that stopped us before?" she whispered in his ear, her hands running across his bare chest to his back as she pushed the shirt off his shoulders. "Besides, the closer we are, the better."

His hands gripped her bare hips and he didn't know why he was trying to fight his need for her as he was hard the second she left for the bathroom. Chuck was staring at her when she pulled back to look at him. "Do I really need to convince you to make love to me? As much as I want you, I will wait if that's what you want."

"No more waiting, you can feel my need for you," he rasped, flipping her underneath him and pressing against her so she could feel how tight his pants were. "But give me a second," he said as he stood up. Confused, Blair sat up to try and see what he was doing.

"Stand up," he said when he came back with a blanket. She did but the look of confusion never left her face. "Cashmere feels better on the skin," he smirked as he covered the leather bench seat and tucked the blanket in before laying her back down. "I can't think of anything else to make this more romantic for you."

That made her smile, "Just being here with you is romantic. I'm so happy we found our way back to each other."

"I love you," he told her as she leaned up to kiss him.

"Make love to me, Chuck," Blair requested quietly as she rocked her hips up to him. "That's all I want."

"First, we need to undress each other," he smirked, his lips gently sucking on her neck as his hands ran up her sides and under her lingerie. "And then we need foreplay, lots of it."

"Now who's delaying our gratification?" she whimpered as he slipped the negligee over her head.

"I've waited more than a year to get you naked again," he said as his tongue swirled around her nipple and drew a low moan from her. "I'm going to enjoy getting reacquainted with every inch of you."

"You're such a tease," she moaned when his hand cupped her breast and his mouth moved to her other nipple.

"You know you love it," he rasped, massaging her breast and tweaking her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Sighing in ecstasy at his ministrations, Chuck knew who had the upper hand as he noted how the slightest brush of his lips against her skin had her begging for more.

Making his way down her abdomen, he relished being so close to Blair and kissed, licked and sucked at her skin as his hands caressed her sides, making her nipples hard again as his fingers swept against them.

"Now, to what I've been dreaming about," he rasped, his body between her legs as he dipped his head to kiss up her inner thigh. Her scent was overpowering but instead of diving in like he wanted, Chuck decided to draw out her bliss.

"This is what you've been dreaming about?" she asked, her voice hitching when he began peppering kisses around the sensitive skin of her core. Blair was already wet for him and he was going to show her how much he wanted her. "Why?"

"Because I like giving you pleasure," he drawled in the suggestive yet genuine way only Chuck could. "And you know how much I enjoy this."

Crying out, her fingers ran through his hair to pull him closer as he chuckled at her eagerness.

"You taste so good," he breathed as his tongue ran up her wet core, sending chills down her spine as she writhed against him. "I've missed it."

"So have I," she cried, feeling her orgasm already starting to build. With her hips bucking up to him, Blair's inner muscles were spasming and he was only just getting started.

"Chuck," she screamed when his lips circled her sweet spot and started sucking on it. Her cries continued as his fingers massaged her inner thighs. "I need to let go."

"Not yet," he told her as he pulled back from her. Whimpering at the loss of him, Chuck began kissing around her center and felt her muscles begin to spasm once more. "By the time I'm done, the pilot will be able to hear your screams for me."

Sucking on her swollen sweet spot, his fingers made their way up her thigh and he slowly slipped in one finger, then two. Simultaneously giving attention to her with his mouth and hands, Blair's orgasm continued to intensify.

Her cries reverberated in the cabin as her hips shook against him, a scream escaping as she sunk into the bench. Pulling back, Chuck noted, "Yep, the pilot definitely heard that."

"Wow," Blair panted with shallow breath, "That was incredible."

"What now?" he asked when he was beside her and able to whisper in her ear.

"You," she told him, her body rolling his underneath as she lay on top of him. "But I need to catch my breath first."

There was something about the way her body molded against his so perfectly, his hands laced together on her lower back as their breathing was in synch and he saw her moving slightly with each exhale of air they took.

When she was finally ready, Blair kissed his chest. "Your turn," she said as her fingers brushed over his chest hair and she made her way to his well-defined hipbones. Her thumbs ran across them as her lips went to his thigh.

"I can see you're ready for me," she said. He breathed her name and jerked his hips when she ran her tongue around his tip, blowing cool air on it and smiling when she saw him twitch.

Before he could say another word, she took him into her mouth completely. Starting to hum, the vibrations around him were bringing him close to the edge. He tried to say something but it came out as a strangled cry when she wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the base of his shaft.

He let out a low moan when she pulled her mouth off his length, her teeth scraping against him with torturous pleasure. Feeling himself close to exploding, he tried to pull her up next to him when she took him in almost completely again. With a few squeezes to his manhood, his release burst free. Eagerly swallowing, Chuck was moaning at the sight of her servicing him.

Sucking on his spent member as she gave his manhood a very gentle massage, her mouth slid off of him and she began to kiss her way back up to him, savoring how his skin felt with the taste of him on her lips.

"Why did you do that?" he asked. "Now we need to wait."

"I know," she told him with a smirk as she kissed his chest. "But now you can pleasure me again while you get ready for round two."

"So you enjoy what I can do to you?" he asked.

"Yes," she whispered, smirking when they made eye contact. Chuck had her giggling as he flipped them so he was on top before capturing her mouth with his. Their kissing intensified and could taste themselves on the other, turned on in ways they hadn't felt in what seemed to be forever.

Drawing back for her, Chuck smiled as he brushed a curl out of her eyes. "I love you, Blair, so much," he told her.

"I love you," she said with a mischievous smile, resting her hand on his cheek. "Now get to work."

His eyebrows quirked up before he was back between her legs. Skillfully bringing her to climax twice more, he positioned himself at her wet entrance when he couldn't wait to melt into her any longer.

She trembled as he pressed ever so slightly into her. Nothing ever felt as intense as this moment, the beginning they had worked so hard for. With it so close, the intensity overpowered them as they were about to be joined once more.

He locked eyes with Blair as he slowly entered her, the both of them gasping and their eyes never leaving the other. They fit together perfectly and remained still as they felt Blair conforming around his length.

"Chuck," she whined, "Start moving or I'm flipping us."

"That's tempting," he smirked as he took her hands in his and held them above their heads, "But I want to be on top."

"Then move," she rasped, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him even closer inside her. "Wait, this feels so good, it's okay if you want to stay still a bit."

"Is that so?" he asked with a chuckle as he commanded himself not to move. The sight of her underneath him, and the look of pure bliss on her face, made him want to get lost in the passion between them.

Rocking up, Chuck pushed her hips back down as they found their natural rhythm. It wasn't long until Blair's nails were scratching at his back and they were riding out the other's waves of pleasure. Hours were spent as they loved each other, revisiting every sensation before collapsing from exhaustion.

"My all-nighters never wore me out like you can," she breathed against his neck when her voice came back to her.

"I'd hope not," he smirked. "But this is the best way to be worn out."

"Yes, it certainly is," she yawned, curling into him as she got more comfortable.

Chuck pulled the blanket from the back of the bench and covered them with it, "I'll wake you up in time to change before we land."

"Thank you," she told him sleepily, "I want to make a good impression on your business associates."

"You will," he told her, smiling when he saw she was fast asleep. After setting the alarm on his phone, he put it on the floor once more and went back to tracing circles on his girlfriend's back.

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