A/N: Hello, hello!

How nice to see there are still ears for my story :D

I know the last chapter was short but I'll make it up to you this chapter.

Let's continue…

When they were in the safe confines of the school they sought an abandoned classroom. That was no difficult task, seeing as it is lunch break and everybody is outside .

Blair peeked outside looking if nobody saw them enter the classroom. When she was certain nobody saw them she closed the door and walked over to Chuck who already had took a stance lounging against the teacher's desk.

'Alright now you've got me all to yourself what are you planning to do with me now?' Chuck asked while twirling a lost coin in his hand.

'Like I said I just wanted to talk to you about something.' Blair reached over and put a hand through his hair. 'Your hair looks great. Have you done something new with it?' ' No but thank y-' Chuck halted mid-sentence when he noticed something was amiss.

He stepped away and asked 'What do you want Blair.'

Blair was taken by surprise by his abruptness. But she kept her surprise hidden.

'Why do you think I want something? Can't one person just talk to another person?' she asked while looking up innocently.

'I know you Blair.' Chuck took a step towards Blair he was now in close proxy and could smell her Dior dabbed on her pulse points. It was driving him wild. How her perfume was intermingled with her own bodily scent. It wafted up from her pulse points, causing to take place an heavenly assault on his nostrils. And he might add his lower regions.

He couldn't help himself but drawing lazy circles on her bare arms. She was intoxicating

'Who says you do?' Blair countered. Who stood tall against the sudden intrusion of her personal space. She couldn't care less about the delicious attention he was granting her arms. Wait. Did I just put delicious and Chuck Bass in the same sentence? That can't be right…

Oh crap what did he say just now? Great, now I have to ask him to repeat himself and then he knows something is up.

'I'm sorry but what did you just say?' Blair tried to act as if his caresses didn't cause her nervous system to work overtime and as a result to shut down some of her primary senses, only focusing on how his touch is causing sweet friction when it comes into contact with her already flushed flesh.

Chuck smirked he was glad that she wasn't unmoved by his presence and attention.

'I think I got to know you pretty well these last few days. So you can drop the act.'

'Act? What act?'

Chuck knew she was playing coy but then again he had a secret weapon. If he used that her coy façade was surely going to falter.

'Okay…'

'You know flattery doesn't have an effect on me. So if you want something from me there are better ways.'

He stopped drawing lazy circles on her bare arms. Instead he pulled her closer, looked her dead on in her deep brown eyes and slid his hands slowly down her arms to his destination. All the while never dropping his heated gaze.

Blair's breath caught up in her throat. She wanted to back away but at the same time was curious were his strong hands would stop. And even if she wanted to get away she couldn't break herself free from his heated gaze So instead she let his hands wander freely over her curves.

Chuck ended after a torturous slow and sensuous pace at her bottom and his destination. He laid his hands on both cheeks and gave it a firm but gentle squeeze.

Chuck waited knowingly for an reaction.

Suddenly Blair knew what his intentions were. She couldn't let him do that here: in a classroom in broad daylight with the whole St. Jude/Constance Billard student body only a few doors down. That wasn't right! That wasn't proper! That wasn't what a Waldorf would do! And yet she didn't back away. A part of her wanted it so badly. When she was with him she felt so… so… alive!

That was the right word. Alive.

She was so ready to just give in and wait for the sweet bliss that surely would have befallen her if she just moved a little closer…

Unfortunately her better breeding got the upper hand of her rampant emotions.

Blair gave him a light shove in the chest and then backed out.

Chuck stumbled a bit backwards not at all surprised of her reaction. People didn't call her Queen B if she weren't prim and proper. But it was a good sign that she didn't back down immediately.

There is an window of opportunity. It was Chuck's task to crack that window open.

'Fine!' she snapped. 'There is a picture of us stepping out of the Central Park fountain. Which we happened to fall into on Sunday. My question to you is: have you heard about it? And can you get rid of it?'

'Heard it, seen it, talked about it and put some names in the rumor mill.' 'And to answer your second question why should I?

'Why should you?' Blair sputtered indignantly.

'Yes. Give me on good reason why I should' Chuck answered.

'Because it's your fault we ended up in that fountain in the first place!' 'Now hold on princess you pushed me in first I was just returning the favor.' 'For the last time I didn't push you! You fell and when I offered you my help you decided to be funny and pull me in!'

'As result it led to a picture which everybody at the school is looking at Bass!'

'Relax Waldorf, I've seen the picture it's so blurry you can't even figure out its two people, let alone stand who those people are. The picture is obviously taken by an amateur. A tourist probably.'

'Well everybody here now knows those blurry figures are people!' Blair hissed. 'And soon they're going to figure out the identity of those blurry people. When they discover that it will lead them straight to us.'

'Do you know what that means for my reputation?' she asked.

'No. But I'm sure you're going to explain that to me' Chuck answered sarcastically.

'I knew you wouldn't understand my dilemma, yours is already ruined.' Blair countered haughtily at his sarcastic tone.

'Thank you very much. I try' Chuck said playfully.

'Mine is going to be ruined. So you better fix it.'

'I don't have to do anything. If that was all I would like to go outside and join my fellow students again your Highness. '

Chuck walked towards the door. When he reached the door he heard Blair sickening sweetly say something.

'Pity…'

Chuck turned around seeing Blair nonchalantly inspecting her nails while talking.

Blair could feel his burning eyes on her trying to measure her up, finding her weak point or crack in her façade and eventually break her down. Luckily Blair wasn't that easily intimidated and continued looking bored at her nails.

'I didn't think you would give up so easily. I've heard so much about you. Is this teensy task to much to handle for the great Chuck Bass?' Blair let out an dramatic sigh and walked towards him. She grabbed the doorknob and twisted it. The door opened and before she stepped out she looked back.

'What an disappointment.'

'I guess not everything is true what they say about you…' Blair let her eyes wander to his groin and stayed there for a brief moment before looking in Chuck's eyes again.

She gave him an malicious smile.

'Goodbye Charles.'

The buzzer went and she walked towards her next class.

All through the rest of the day Blair couldn't stop smirking (something she did a lot more now that she met Chuck) about her victory over that Basstard. She was sure that by the end of the day Chuck already had taken care of her little problem. Because in that way she and him were a lot alike they never backed down from a challenge.

While she was walking in the direction of her locker she felt somebody's strong arms swiftly going around her waist and pulling her into an empty classroom. Before she could protest she was already behind the closed door of her History classroom.

Blair turned around and saw Chuck visibly enjoying her astonishment.

'I should have known it was you Bass.' Blair huffed annoyingly. He was about to counter a lewd comment back when she already spun another one.

'Do women come willingly with you at all? Or do you just give them a thump with your club like a cave-dweller and then drag them to your lair?'

'Actually…' Chuck drawled.

Blair saw the error of her ways and put a hand up to halt him midways before he could ruin her mind. Hearing about Chuck Bass sex-capades was not on top of her list.

'Never mind. I don't want to hear it.'

'You could experience it.' Chuck traced a finger up her arm.

Blair slapped the probing finger away.

'Just tell me why you dragged me into this classroom. I already have had my history fill today thank you very much.'

'I could always use a tutor.'

'Seeming as I'm bad in history and you're so great. You could probably teach me something and when were done I'm sure I could teach you something. I'll scratch you're back you'll scratch mine…' he mused seductively. Once again he traced a finger up her arm, only this time he didn't stop where her arm ended. He also traced the line of her jaw.

Blair couldn't deny how tempting his offer sounded to her ears and how much of a thrill his touch caused. Still her upper breeding got the best of her.

'How much I enjoy watching you bend in impossible ways just to get me in bed with you. Which I might add is never going to happen.'

'Years of training at keeping that chastity belt of yours closed I presume.' Chuck sneered catty.

Blair thought it was wise to let that comment slide continued her train of words.

'Because you will have to catch me off guard if you wish to succeed your goal. Which I also might add you won't. Ever.'

'Why don't you just say what you want to say. It could all save us the trouble of continuing this idly chitchat. I have more pressing matters at hand you know then talking to the likes of you.' Blair ended with a vicious smile.

Chuck dangled a small digital camera for Blair's eyes. 'I thought you might want this, but seeming as you've wounded me so with your harsh words I think I'm just going to keep it.'

The vicious smile Blair had immediately morphed into a triumphant smirk.

'Well…Well…Well…' 'Looky here. Somebody's got a little useful.' 'What happened to your proud independence from oh I don't know-' Blair looked at her watch 'three hours ago?'

'Couldn't handle the heat from the burn?' she said mockingly.

Blair snatched the dangling digital camera from an pissed off looking Chuck Bass.

'Thanks Chuckie. I think that's one for me and zero for you isn't it?'

Blair let a hearty laugh and walked towards the door. She had no business in here anymore. Time to go celebrate her victory at Bendel's

Chuck who was until now silent, suddenly acted up.

'Blair…' he hissed.

She turned around and before she could response Chuck had already pushed her hard against a bookshelf, causing books to fell haphazardly on the ground and he didn't wait even one second before starting to attack her mouth ferociously.

His hands sneaked up to her waist and bracketed them, holding her in place while he went further assaulting her glossy pouty lips with his own wet, wanting, hot mouth.

As soon as Blair found herself a rhythm to keep up with his demanding, slanting mouth he stopped. Leaving Blair uttering sounds of dissatisfaction.

Chuck looked at the ravage around them.

Books lying open haphazardly on the cold floor, bookshelf standing a little crooked. Then he looked at Blair. Her swollen lip gloss smeared pouty lips forming until now the sweetest sounds he ever heard from those lips. Cheeks all red and flushed, bosom heaving irregular up and down, eyes closed. Chuck looked closer and saw that her whole face was twisted in displeasure.

It took a moment to calm her nerves down from that sudden heated and sensuous intrusion.

Her heart was beating vividly, she could feel the reddening of her cheeks and she probably looked like a mess. Still she couldn't complain. It was the most fun she has had in a long time. Even if it was with Chuck Bass.

Ohmygod Chuck!

Blair slowly opened her eyes, uncertain what she might see.

When she had fully opened her eyes, Chuck didn't disappoint.

He was casually lounging against a desk his usual trademark smirk on his lips. Only this time broader.

'How is that for catching you off-guard?' 'Oh-' Chuck looked at his watch 'let say five minutes after you acclaimed it?'

'I think recent events most be tallied at the score, don't you think?' 'That makes it one for you my dear Blair and oh!' Chuck looks surprised. 'One for me! Isn't that great now we're equal.'

Chuck leans close to Blair his mouth very near her mouth. Her cheeks reddening against Blair's will. Chuck chuckles softly.

He leans closer only an inch away.

Blair involuntarily closed her eyes. This action makes Chuck chuckle harder.

Instead of kissing her moves over to her ear and whispers.

'See you tomorrow Blair. At our usual study hour.'

Just when she thought he was through torturing her, he added something.

'We've got some unfinished business to care off.' He gave her a soft kiss right below her earlobe, causing Blair to start feeling weak in the knees.

She was alerted when she felt by the sudden waft of wind. That and the noise of the door closing.

So much for not catching me off-guard Blair thought.

Damn it.