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The Dark Night

"Blow out your candle..."

The words were like a warm caress down Blair's spine. She knew it was him. She had seen him through the mirror, even with only the dim light from the candle lighting the room. Even if she hadn't seen him, she'd have known it was him. Instinctively her body responded to him. Hearing his voice (in that very well versed British accent if she dared say so herself) had her shaking on the inside. His mere presence caused a sexual tension to consume the atmosphere and it thrilled her to feel so overwhelmed by him.

This was her moment to make a decision. She could confront Chuck and kick him out of her room, or she could take a chance and follow her heart. She had been denying herself that basic need she had for him, but deep inside she knew she couldn't keep avoiding him. She needed him. Always had. Always would.

Blair slowly stood up from the bed and bent to blow out the candle. Her hands were trembling, her knees threatened to give out underneath her as she felt Chuck come up behind her and gently place his hands on her arms. His touch sent an instant fire coursing through her. The explicit words he had whispered to her in the party had stayed with her the entire night, causing an achy, wet, frustrated feeling deep within her that only he knew how to satisfy. She had been craving that sweet release for so long, too long, but her pride and her heart would not allow her to take the plunge once again. She hated that he could affect her so easily. She loved that he could affect her so easily.

Chuck slowly turned Blair around and placed his lips tentatively on her own. It had been so long since he'd been able to feel her lips against his own, taste her sweet mouth and ravage her mouth with his tongue. These past few days that they had been at each other's throat lost in their competition, he had never gotten this close. Those few instances when he'd advanced on her and managed to steal some hidden caresses, it had never been this. This was so much more and yet not enough. But he pulled back slightly, letting her set the pace and make the next move if there was to be one.

Blair leaned forward, her mouth grazing against his mouth gently. She couldn't, she wouldn't fight it.

It was all the invitation he needed.

Losing himself immediately in the locking of their lips, he let go of all the dormant passions that were pent up inside of him. He delved his tongue deep in her mouth and stroked hers intimately, provoking a soft moan to escape her throat and caused his groin to tighten instantly. It was scary how primal, how instinctual his reaction to her was, but he loved that he could feel like this with her. It made him feel alive. It made him... feel.

He stroked her with his hands, running them up and down her body. He grabbed and cupped, rubbed and teased at her body as his mouth continued to eat away at her own. She returned his kisses with equal fervor, running her hands through his hair and then lowering them to begin peeling away his scarf and shirt. He felt the desperation in her, because it matched his exactly. And at that moment he realized why he had been unable to fulfill his needs with other women. They were not Blair. They weren't as soft as Blair, as delicate, as perfect, as his as she was. She was everything he ever wanted and so much more.

Chuck's hands were perfection against her skin. They were rough, and yet soft. Hard and gentle at the same time. He knew just how to touch her and where to touch her. She could already feel her skin on fire from a simple kiss and a few languid touches. Her body was demanding her to give in, and she was not in a position to object.

They were both breathing heavily and panting between kisses. Blair ground her hips against Chuck's body and a low moan escaped from her lips, mixed with a guttural growl from him. She could feel his erection pressed intimately against her, and she could already feel herself opening up to take him in.

Chuck removed his mouth from Blair's lips and began to kiss her neck. He knew she loved when he teased her like that, knew how much it turned her on. He could already feel her sagging against him, her body already responding to his every touch.

"Have sex with me," Chuck murmured against her ear, repeating the same words he had whispered to her earlier. This time there was no accent. There was no pretending. He was letting her know what he was going to do, and she couldn't bring herself to stop him. Whimpering in acquiescence, Blair drew his head down again for another soul stirring kiss.

"Shit," Chuck groaned against her mouth and pulled away from her slightly as she dug her nails into his back, "you drive me crazy, Waldorf."

Blair shook her head as she struggled to reach up to meet his lips. "Shut up and kiss me."

Chuck grinned wickedly as he grabbed her hair roughly and pulled her head back. "Whatever you say..."

She moaned softly into his mouth as she splayed her hands against his face and he began to lower his hands to cup at her bottom. Chuck moaned back into her mouth as he felt her ass fill his palms to perfection.

"Blair..." That infuriatingly annoying voice cut into their distorted minds and brought them crashing back to reality.

Chuck rolled his eyes and began adjusting his scarf as Blair rushed over to explain herself to Marcus.

Not only was the man intolerably boring, but he had incredibly poor timing.