Disclaimer: I don't own Gossip Girl but Chuck kissed me. Once.

"May I come in?" It was the last person on Earth Dan Humphrey was expecting.

"I guess this is a yes," Chuck Bass stated as Dan stepped aside so he could enter the loft. "Are you alone?"

"I- -,"Dan locked the door and kept a good distance from his interlocutor. "Yes, what are you - - "

Chuck looked at him straight in the eyes and felt miserable. Those Brooklyn lips were still kiss worthy, even sober. This was going to be tough. "We need to talk don't you think?"

Dan kept his hands in his pockets, unable to look back at the young man in front of him. The very sexy young man in front of him. God. "We were drunk. End of story." He tried somewhat unsure of his claim. Maybe not drunk enough.

"Dan, we fucked! On Nate's parents bed. I came the exact moment you called me 'bitch', I cried your name out, loud enough to wake up New Jersey, do you still think we don't have to talk?"

This was it for Dan. "Okay, we fucked. It was great. Maybe the best sex I ever had, maybe even better than with Serena. I can't stop thinking of you. Okay??? Now get the fu- -"

Before he could even think his back was pinned to the door. His mouth was taken by a voracious tongue and there was a hand inside his pants jacking him off mercilessly.

They were sober now. This was going to be tough. And they couldn't care less.

Thank you.