Waking up is always hard to do. Chuck and Blair find a way around the difficulty of waking up early.

The alarm buzzed loudly through the room, and Chuck rolled over and mindlessly hit the machine off. He groaned softly, stretched his arms, and then turned to look at the beauty sleeping next to him. Blair's entire body was wrapped around him, her legs entwined with his and her entire torso resting on top of him. He smiled and pressed a light kiss to her head and then attempted to untangle himself from her body.

"No," she moaned. "Don't." She tightened her hold on his body slightly.

"I have to get up, and so do you. Work and school. It's Monday." He sighed. He wanted nothing more than to spend the whole day in bed with Blair. He kissed her temple one more time and slipped out of the bed. Blair heard the bathroom door shut. She replayed last night's activities in her head, smiling at the memory of the long night. She felt it too, in all her muscles. Slowly, she slipped on her silk robe and pattered across the floor to the bathroom. The bathroom was already steamy from Chuck's hot shower as Blair peeled off her robe and panties. She stood naked in front of the mirror.

"Hey," Blair murmured as she opened the glass shower door. Chuck looked up at her and grinned.

"Joining me this morning?" He asked mischievously. She laughed lightly and stepped under the hot water with him. Shampoo ran down Chuck's toned body and she began to clean it away with a washcloth.

"Just helping you shower to make it go faster," she replied innocently. She let her hands slip a little lower, grazing his hip and pubic bone ever so slightly. Chuck groaned and leaned forward to place a kiss on her lips. The washcloth dropped from Blair's hands as she reached her arms up around his neck, practically throwing herself against his naked frame. Chuck pressed opened mouth kisses down her neck and then roughly spun her around so her back was pressing against his hardening member. His hand splayed across her lower belly and slowly his finger crept downwards. She moaned.

"Chuckkkk." His fingers stopped their downwards movement.

"What do you want Blair?" He whispered hoarsely.

"Please," she moaned.

"Say it. Tell me what you want." He nibbled gently at her ear and she gasped at the sensation.

"Your fingers, in me." She gasped as he slipped his fingers between her folds. His fingers traced rough patterns across her clit and began to rub fast circles against her.

"Please, yes, yes," she gasped.

"Ready?" he whispered. She nodded. And he slid into her heat. Blair braced her hands against the shower wall as he thrust into her over and over. With each thrust the friction built.

"So. Close." She moaned between thrusts. Chuck kissed her, his tongue prying deep into her mouth.

"Me too," he groaned. His fingers continued to rub furiously at her clit and she gasped, than screamed as waves of pleasure overwhelmed her senses. But Chuck continued to thrust into her heat as he climbed to his peak. Blair felt his member rub against her sex and sighed at the continued stimulation.

"Love" thrust "you" Chuck gasped as he came. He pulled out of her body slowly, breathing heavily. Blair turned around and leaned against him, panting slightly as well.

"I love you," she whispered against his lips. They kissed for a while under the hot water, washing away the sweat. The hot water poured down their sticky bodies.

"I'm gonna wash my hair, ok?" Blair said after a while. Chuck nodded and handed her the bottle of shampoo. She began to rub the shampoo into her hair but soon felt Chuck's fingers join hers. She let him take over then, and he massaged her scalp gently.

"mmmm so nice," Blair sighed. They kissed again briefly, their lips touching only lightly. Blair let the water rinse the soap away as Chuck watched. She smiled at him and he kissed her again.

"Best shower ever," he said, gently grazing his fingers across her cheek.

"Oh, I think we've had better ones," she smirked. He laughed.

"At least, longer ones," he replied, chuckling. Blair suddenly shrieked.

"Ah, look! My fingers turned to prunes!" She gasped and lifted up her wrinkly fingertips. "Ew." Chuck reached for her fingers, kissing each one softly.

"I love them," he said. "But," he paused, "I think we should get out anyways, unfortunately." He pulled two large towels from the rack as Blair shut the water off. He wrapped one towel around her small frame.

And they got ready for their days together, side by side. This was, after all, just another typical morning in the Bass household.