Disclaimer: I of course do not own Gossip Girl... if I did, Chuck and Blair would be getting it on in every episode.
Chapter 3
Neither of them spoke about the incident in Chuck's study during the next week, but they treated each other differently after that. Blair had seen Chuck in a state of vulnerability that he refused to show to anyone, and he had seen a tenderness in her that she liked to pretend didn't exist. And so, to protect each other and themselves, they didn't mention what had happened. But when they greeted each other in the halls of school, it was with greater warmth, and Blair couldn't help but notice that she hadn't seen him flirting with a single girl all week.
"Want to come over for dinner tonight, B?" Serena said, bouncing over to Blair in the courtyard during their free period and sliding on to the bench beside her. "Mom's been complaining that she hasn't seen you in forever."
Blair smiled. "Sure. Tell Lily I would love to." A week ago, she probably wouldn't have accepted the invitation, because it would have meant being around Chuck. But ever since she had found him in his study last week, so sad and broken, things were different between them. Sweeter. She liked it, a lot. It made her feel as if maybe, some day in the future, things could work out between them. If only he would say those three godforsaken words first.
"Great!" Serena cried enthusiastically. Then she looked down at her phone, which had just vibrated. "Oh, it's Aaron." Blair tried unsuccessfully to hide her to disgust. Fortunately, Serena was too blissed out by whatever Aaron had just texted her to notice the look on her best friend's face. "Sorry B, I have to go. See you at 7?"
"Yeah, sure," Blair said, watching as Serena flitted off. What she saw in that greasy-haired artist, Blair would never know. She stood up to leave and almost walked straight into Chuck.
"Waldorf," he said, inclining his head slightly.
"Bass," she replied. "Looks like I'll be joining you for dinner tonight."
"And to what do I owe the pleasure?" he said with his signature smirk.
Blair stepped closer to him, so that her face was inches from his, and allowed her hand to graze his crotch. She heard his breath catch in his throat as he raised his eyebrows. "It seems the van der Bass family just can't get enough of me." And with that, she pranced off, leaving him to fight down an erection and contemplate how he could get his revenge tonight.
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Blair arrived at the van der Bass residence promptly at 7 o'clock that night. She was dressed in a long-sleeved, navy blue dress that cinced at the waist and then fell in loose folds to just above her knees. The scoop neckline showed off just enough skin to tease Chuck without scandalizing Bart and Lily. For Chuck's benefit, she had pinned her hair up loosely so that the nape of her neck, his ultimate weakness, was exposed. Sure, they were being nice to each other now - that didn't mean she couldn't toy with him, right?
"Blair!" Lily cried as Blair emerged from the elevator. Serena's blonde, beautiful mother hurried over and gave her a hug. "Thank you for coming, dear."
"Of course, Lily," Blair said sweetly. "Thank you for inviting me." She followed Lily into the dining room, politely answering questions about how she was doing. The rest of the family was already standing around the table.
"Hey B," Serena said as Bart nodded and Eric smiled.
Chuck stepped forward, a mischievous look in his eyes, and lifted Blair's hand to his lips. "Hello, Blair," he said smoothly, as Blair tried not to pay attention to the lingering feeling his kiss had left on her hand. "You're sitting next to me tonight." He gallantly pulled her chair out for her, then took a seat in the chair beside her. Serena and Eric were seated across from them, with Bart and Lily at the heads of the table.
The table fell into an easy conversation, touching on school, college, upcoming events, and the latest Upper East Side news. Every few minutes, out of the corner of her eye, Blair saw with a feeling of great satisfaction that Chuck was gazing at the back of her neck. After the third time she noticed him doing this, she decided it was time to have a little fun. She casually lifted her hand to the back of her neck, pretending to tuck a stray hair into place, then let it fall back into her lap when she heard Chuck choke on his drink. Smiling slightly, she was just about to answer Lily's inquiry about her mother when she felt a hand - his hand - on her the hell was he doing? This had not been part of her plan. She threw him a quick dirty look before returning her attention to Lily.
The furious expression on her face only turned him on more, and so he inched his hand under her dress and up to her mid-thigh, watching with amusement as she struggled to maintain her composure and answer Lily's question in a normal tone of voice. Slowly, he slid his hand to her inner thigh, centimeters away from her core. He smirked to himself at the sound of her sharp intake of breath. He was impressed that she was still able to carry on a conversation with Lily.
So this was how he wanted to play, was it? Blair thought angrily as she felt Chuck's hand move at a cruelly slow pace towards her dampening panties. Well that was just fine. She could play dirty also. Taking a deep breath to calm herself down, she continued talking to Lily as she lifted her hand from her lap and, under the table, placed it directly on Chuck's groin. The hand on her leg froze, and he choked on his drink again. "Are you alright, Chuck?" Blair said sweetly, turning to him with an expression of mock concern on her face while keeping her hand firmly in place.
"I'm fine," he grunted. Then, with a wicked grin, he began to stroke her mound through her already wet panties. She responded by unbuttoning his pants and unzipping his fly. Bring it, Bass.
Fortunately, by this point, Lily, Bart, and Eric were too caught up in a new conversation to notice that Blair was turning red and Chuck was breathing more heavily than usual. Serena, on the other hand, was glaring at them suspiciously, but Blair was too distracted to care. Chuck was now rubbing his fingers in circles around her fabric-covered entrance, and she was stroking his shaft through the cloth of his boxers. Neither of them showed any signs of backing down.
"Blair?" Serena said sharply. "Would you come with me for a second? I have a, uh, fashion question for you."
"Of course," Blair said, abruptly pulling her hand out of Chuck's pants and using it to drag his hand out from under her dress. She stood up quickly. "Maybe Chuck could come and provide you with a male's opinion?" she suggested innocently, putting extra emphasis on the word come. Chuck glared at her, struggling to rezip his pants over the massive boner she had just given him.
"No, that won't be necessary," Serena replied assertively. "I just need you." Turning to the rest of the table, she said, "Mom, Bart, if you'll just excuse us for a few minutes."
Lily nodded and waved them on. "Of course," she said, before returning to her conversation with her husband and son.
Serena gave her best friend a significant look and then stalked out of the room. Throwing one last angelic smile at Chuck, Blair turned and followed Serena.