A/N: So yeah I know that I haven't updated this story in FOREVER!!!! But I really could not for the life of me think of anything to write for it. But while I was being dragged around to brothers colleges this idea came to me and thank god I had a notebook with me cause I went on a writing spree!

So I hope that my long absence from this story doesn't make any of you stop reviewing! And again thanks for reading and reviewing (if you do)!

Chuck walked down the halls of NYU, looking through windows into rooms looking for Blair. Now that her school had started she'd always been caught up in classes or studying and since he hadn't exactly been full of free time with Bass Ind. He decided to come and surprise her with a fancy dinner at her favorite restaurant.

He paused when he spotted her in a professor's office. Something wasn't right, he could tell just by Blair's expression. Without thinking he knocked on the door and entered the room. "Chuck?" Blair said, her mouth dropping open in surprise.

"Who are you?" the professor asked sharply.

"I'm sorry for interrupting, but I'm Chuck Bass, Ms. Waldorf's boyfriend. What seems to be the problem here?" He said in his most businesslike tone as he sat down, ignoring the man's awed gaze and smirking at Blair's angry expression, grabbing her hands to get her to stop cracking her knuckles.

It took a minute for the man to get over the awe of having Chuck Bass in his office. "It is such a pleasure to meet you Mr. Bass," he stuttered, and at Chuck's insistent gaze he got down to business. "As I was just telling Ms. Waldorf, she's very close to failing her Business class and I'm going to have to call her parents and inform them."

Chuck turned toward Blair, "You're taking Business?"

This got a small chuckle out of her before she said softly, "My parents can't know I'm failing. They'd be so disappointed."

Chuck stared into her eyes, trying to come up with a solution when it hit him. Smirking, he turned to the professor and said, "There will be no need to call anyone's parents, sir. I'll tutor Ms. Waldorf."

"You'll what?" Both Blair and the professor said.

"I'll tutor her," he said slowly, not being able to contain the grin that spread across his face. "I know a good amount and if there's anything I don't know, I'll have one of the board members teach both of us."

At his point the man was completely taken with the idea, ushering them both out with promises not to call Blair's parents if her grades increase and praise over finally meeting Chuck Bass.

"What was that?" Blair demanded as they were in the limo, brushing away his attempts to hold her.

"That was me helping you, Waldorf. And since when do you take Business anyway? I know your whole schedule," he said almost annoyed that he didn't know something about Blair.

"It was a last minute add on, I came to visit you at work one day and I was… curious," she finished shyly, finally allowing Chuck to get his arm around her waist and pull her closer.

He kissed the top of her head before asking slowly, "Why are you failing?" It wasn't like Blair to fail anything.

"I'm failing because every time I start doing my work someone happens to come and distract me."

"I just can't help it, you look so cute studying like that," he joked, giving her a quick kiss at the angry glare he got. "And anyway, I'll make it up to you."

"And how will you do that?" Blair asked trying to still seem angry.

"Well other than tutoring you tomorrow, I am going to take you out to dinner, since that is what I originally came here for."

Blair looked up to see Chuck's worried face, obviously nervous about he reaction. She pouted, "I guess that'll be ok."

Chuck laughed softly as he realized what she was doing. "And I'll stop by Tiffany's later to get you something."

Blair beamed as she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him, "Perfect."

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Blair walked nervously up to the receptionist, why did she even agree to this in the first place, Chuck would never let her live this down.

"Hello, I'm here to see Chuck Bass. I'm –"

"Blair Waldorf? You can go right in. The meeting just finished so he should be in his office."

"Blair nodded and opened the large oak doors. She froze when she saw that another man was sitting in front of Chuck's desk. "Oh I'm sorry. I just…" she tried to explain as both men stood.

"Don't be silly I was just leaving. Blair, right? I've heard so much about you. I'm Simon Fellows," he said shaking her hand before sending Chuck a wink and heading out the door.

"You talk about me?"

"All the time," Chuck answered as he grabbed her and pulled her closer.

"What do you say?" she giggled.

"That you're perfect and way too good for me," he answered, receiving a kiss that went on for quite awhile before Blair broke off, "We have to work."

Chuck groaned as she sat down and he pulled a chair up next to her. "Well then you definitely shouldn't have worn that outfit."

"Why? What's wrong with it?" she said looking down at the business suit she'd picked out this morning. She looked up to see Chuck eyeing her up and down hungrily.

"You look so good," he groaned out.

"You always say that," she chuckled.

"Because it's always true. But this is too much like a certain fantasy I've been having."

"Chuck, there will be no sex on your desk so let's work." Chuck laughed as she opened her books and started working.

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An hour later and Chuck was now seated in his comfy desk chair with Blair on his lap going through everything they'd studied for the 4th time.

"You have it, Blair," Chuck said happily.

"But I have a test tomorrow, we should go over it more," Blair complained looking towards the papers now strewn across the desk.

Instead Chuck began placing kissed along her collarbone. "Chuck," Blair let out in a moan that probably was supposed to be a warning.

"Please, Blair. We can study more at home later. But you're here right now and I think I should get a reward for helping," he continued moving up her neck.

"What if someone walks in?" Blair asked, her breath speeding up.

"They won't. I told them to give us two hours and to not disturb us if they wanted to keep their jobs."

"Ok," she quickly answered. As soon as Chuck heard the words he jumped up and pushed all the papers on the desk to the floor. "Perfect," Chuck whispered as he pushed Blair back on to the desk, finally fulfilling his fantasy.