Hey guys! So here's something I came up with pretty quickly so I don't know how good it's going to be.... Hopefully you guys enjoy the chapter! Thanks for all the reviews I've been getting. They're all greatly appreciated. As always, REVIEWS=LOVE. Happy Readings!!! xoxo


New Haven Can Wait

The soft rapping on the other side of the door would have gone unheard to everyone else except Chuck Bass. It was in his nature to be inconspicuous and secretive.

Walking slowly to the door of the dorm room, those which the Constance/St. Jude student body was currently inhabiting for their two day tour at Yale, Chuck opened the door slightly, only to find Blair standing on the other side, eyes downcast, arms splayed against the door frame. He grinned wickedly.

Blair stared up at him then from the other side of the door, her eyes were wide and determined and showed him no indication that this was any sort of social visit.

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't desperately need you," Blair huffed out, showing obvious signs of exertion.

Chuck's smile widened even further. "I didn't ask, and after that unasked for answer, how could I refuse?" he murmured out huskily, sliding aside and motioning for Blair to enter the room.

"Where's Nate?" Blair asked as she took in the expanse of the room and turned with inquisitive eyebrows to Chuck.

Chuck closed the door and turned around, his eyes dark, his walk predatory. "He's gone for the afternoon."

"Perfect," Blair sighed as she walked over to the bed and began to open up her bag.

"I couldn't agree more," Chuck purred as he walked up behind her and placed his hands on her waist.

Blair stiffened in surprise as she realized just how close Chuck now stood, and what her being here and the things she had said could have been misinterpreted by Chuck. In fact, she was pretty sure he had misinterpreted them if what she felt nudging her backside was what she imagined it was.

"Chuck..." she breathed out, her body responding nonetheless to the feel of his hands splayed on her waist, the feel of his breath caressing her neck, and his erection pressing into her lower back. "I didn't come for this..."

"Consider it part of a package deal," he continued his ministrations, running his hands up her back and along her shoulders. Just as suddenly as he'd appeared behind her, he wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her back against him forcefully. "You look amazing..."

Blair lolled her head to the side and allowed him to nuzzle her neck with his lips. Chuck began to nip and lick at her skin, drinking in the taste of her and adding to the erotic feel by blowing across her wet skin. He could feel his erection throbbing, straining, demanding to be let out. But he knew he'd have to take it slow with her or risk having her flee once more.

Blair could feel Chuck's constraint and cursed him for being so gentle with her. If they were going to do this, she needed him to take charge, to be aggressive, to fuck her and put them both out of their misery and allow them both to walk away without turning back. And so she did something she would have never done otherwise. She ground her back against his groin, causing him to sink his teeth deep into her skin from the pleasure it brought him.

"Shit, Blair!" he hissed as he pulled away and turned her around roughly. "What you do to me..." he growled as he found her lips with his own and sunk deep. His mouth invaded her aggressively, he plunged his tongue into her hidden depths and sucked, licked and prodded his way around her mouth. She struggled to get in sync with his movements, but soon they were both moaning and sighing into each other's mouths as they mated their tongues the way they wanted to mate their bodies.

Blair pulled away to catch her breath and lifted her hands to the collar of his shirt. "No more games. Let's do this now," she panted as she struggled with the buttons of his shirt.

He ran his hands up her thigh, pushing up her skirt and grabbing her butt in his palms. Pulling her against him he picked her up and placed her on the bed, laying on top of her and beginning to rub himself against her heat. Blair moaned as she clumped the bedsheets in her vise like grip and struggled to pace herself and her mounting pleasure.

His lips crashed down on hers again and they both sighed out in pleasure as their mouths found themselves once more.

"Blair..."

"Mmm..."

"Fuc-... What's that?" Chuck pulled away as he felt an odd sensation vibrating between their bodies.

Blair leaned up on her arms and stared down between their bodies. "Either you're very eager right now, or your phone is vibrating."

Chuck grinned as he reached into his pocket to pull out his phone, staring at the screen before casting it aside. "It's my sister. I'll have to get back to her," he whispered as he began to lower himself over her body once more.

Blair tensed at the thought of Serena and pushed against his chest before he had time to lay atop her once more. "Wait. Stop."

Chuck groaned in frustration as he pulled away. "Why the hell did I have to look at the phone?" he mumbled to himself as sat up on the bed and looked over at Blair who had begun to sit up and straighten her skirt out.

Blair hurried to explain as she slid further away from Chuck on the bed and grabbed her bag once more, "I allowed that to get out of control. I'm sorry about that."

"I'm not," Chuck drawled as he leaned against the pillows and tried to get his heart beating normally once more.

"Right," Blair threw out casually as she dug out her laptop from her bag and opened up a website she had stored. "I came here for a favor."

Chuck rolled his eyes and reached into his pockets and extracted a pack of cigarettes. "Figures. That explains your desperate need..."

Blair stared up at him from her computer screen and scowled. "Chuck! Come on now, that would've been a huge mistake and you know it," she said in frustration.

"Mistake. Right," Chuck bit out as he lit a cigarette and took a drag.

"Anyway," Blair continued, ignoring Chuck's bitter tone. "I need an invitation to the Dean's private gathering tonight. I need a way in."

Chuck exhaled heavily and stared at her with an empty expression. "Is this an underground, covert operation? Sneak you in through the floor boards of the ballroom?" Chuck asked sarcastically as he pulled in another puff of his cigarette.

"Can we be serious for a minute here? I just want you to contact the Bass' antiques dealer," Blair bit out angrily as she grabbed the laptop and flung it over onto Chuck's lap.

Chuck sat up on the bed and grabbed the computer that hung precariously on his thighs. Staring at the screen he burst into laughter at the sight before him. "You want cats? How is this going to get you into the Dean's house?"

"His secretary. She's obsessed with those hideous things. So if I can get her those," Blair said as she pointed to the screen in front of Chuck, "then I'm a shoe-in for tonight's gathering."

"You mean if I can get these for you to give to her," Chuck corrected smugly as he closed the laptop and reached for his cellphone. "Why should I help you?"

"Oh come on, Chuck!" Blair growled out in frustration as she pulled the computer back into her bag.

Chuck smiled even wider. "Hearing you scream my name out like that was gift enough," he laughed as he punched some numbers onto his phone. "Check your phone."

Blair pulled out her cellphone and found the dealer's number in a text. She smiled. "Thanks, Chuck. I owe you," she sighed in relief as she flipped her phone closed and grabbed her bag. "I've gotta go visit Cat Lady. I'll... I'll see you back in the city," she stuttered as she extended her hand out to shake his hand in appreciation.

Chuck grabbed her hand and pulled her close. "Go ruin that bitch," he grinned, placing a quick kiss across her lips.

Blair smiled as she let go of his hand and walked towards the door. "I intend to."

So? I know it was kinda scattered, but i wanted to give C/B a moment other than the dark, drama that my past few chapters had. I figured this was one of those passionate scenes that they share. Anyway let me know what you thought. Thanks guys! xoxo