Yes, faithful readers, it's me! I cannot believe I actually got something written for this all important annual event. How has it been 11 years since this amazing couple graced our screens in a hot limo scene? This is nothing more than a sweet drabble. I hope you enjoy it. I am working on the next chapter of "Global Ecstasy" and hoping to get a few things written for my holiday fic. Review and hopefully it'll inspire me. Happy Limoversary Chuck and Blair shippers! xoxo

As Chuck Bass descended the stairs of the Bass corporate jet he instantly felt a sense of relief. He was nearly home after a full two weeks away from his family. He spied his limo and trusted driver, Arthur, waiting on the tarmac. Arthur was only part time now. It was nine months ago, just after the birth of Chuck's son Ned, that his most faithful employee had knocked on his office door asking to speak to him. Arthur had explained that he was getting older and wanted to slow down a bit; spend more time with his grandkids. He was ready to hand in his resignation, assuming Chuck wouldn't be interested in anything but a chauffeur at his beck and call twenty-four hours a day, but Chuck had surprised him. He offered Arthur whatever hours he wanted to work. Chuck explained that he would take whatever he could get and Arthur was thrilled. Chuck and Blair had decided to hire two additional drivers to split the rest of the load. Now that they had three children and two fast paced careers it made sense to have more flexibility.

All that being said Chuck still preferred Arthur to drive him above anyone else.

As Chuck handed his briefcase to Arthur, the driver tipped his head and smiled. "Good afternoon, Mr. Bass. Did you have a good flight?"

Chuck nodded as Arthur reached for the door handle pulling it ajar. "Thank you, I did, but I'm more than ready to be home with my family. I've missed Blair and the children more than I could've imagined."

Arthur smiled so coyly that Chuck paused in confusion for a second before sliding into the limo. When he did the door was shut behind him. Chuck didn't glance up from his phone as he began to text Blair.

"Welcome home, Chuck."

Chuck, shocked, looked up and saw his gorgeous wife sitting on the seat opposite him. He was speechless. The slam of the trunk as Chuck's bags were put away snapped him out of his silence. "What are you doing here? I thought you had meetings all afternoon."

"I did but I decided greeting my husband properly after a long, grueling business trip was more important." She placed one heeled foot on the seat between his legs.

He ran his hand over her stocking covered ankle and up her calf stroking a finger along the back of her knee. He felt instantly hard. Two weeks of abstinence would do that to a man.

"Besides," she placed her foot back onto the floor of the car, "I've really, really missed you." She eyed him intensely biting her bottom lip.

As Arthur put the limo into drive and became a slow exit out of Teterboro airport Blair closed the distance between her and Chuck. She leaned forward placing her hands onto his thighs squeezing gently. "Like, really missed you."

Chuck didn't take his eyes off of hers as she straddled his lap placing her hands onto his shoulders. He slid his hands along her thighs that were now mostly exposed. He hadn't realized just how short her dress was until that moment. His fingers grazed the bare skin above the lace edges of her stockings. Her lips closed over his as his hands continued their exploration.

When he reached her center, he pulled back ending the kiss. Blair's forehead wrinkled. He smirked at her. "No underwear?" He stroked her feeling her dampness.

She smiled sexily at him. "Where would be the fun in that?"

"Where indeed." He entered her with two fingers and she gasped before he covered her mouth in a searing kiss.

Their lovemaking was frantic and passionate. They consumed each other with a fire that, even after all these years, never seemed to cool. Yes, they had been married for nearly eight years and yes, they had three small children and crazy careers but still they found a way to keep the passion alive. How many other couples could say the same thing?

Blair reluctantly slid from Chuck's lap as he readjusted himself. Her right leg was still across his knees. She laid her head back against the leather seat as she panted softly catching her breath. After a minute or two she opened her eyes looking sideways at her handsome husband. He was smiling softly as he stared over at her. She felt his warm fingers grazing back and forth against her still bared thigh.

"God, I missed you." She reached a hand out and pushed his hair back. His forehead was damp.

He smirked over at her. "Is that all I am to you? A sex toy?"

She ran her hand down his partially opened dress shirt and over the front of his still unbuttoned trousers. "Yes. Well that and a sperm donor."

He grabbed her and pulled her back onto his lap as she squealed. He kissed her hard as his hand groped her bare ass. He ended the kiss giving her butt cheek a hard squeeze. "Well, that ship has sailed."

Blair sighed. He was still smarting over the vasectomy she had insisted he have all those months ago. "Chuck, Ned was a bonus. We were only planning on two to begin with."

He rubbed her thigh gently with the palm of his hand. "I know." He raised his eyes to look at her. "I'd have ten if you would've been on board. I love making babies with you." He kissed her cupping her cheek.

She leaned her forehead against his. "Now we get to have all the fun without any of the work. I personally call this a win/win."

"Speaking of which," he trailed off as he started to kiss her neck.

She stopped him. "Chuck, we're not far from home and you know Henry and Cor will be waiting at the door to see you." She reluctantly slid off his lap. She adjusted her clothing before reaching for her handbag and pulling out her compact.

Chuck, sighing, put himself back together stuffing his tie into his jacket pocket. He poured a glass of scotch draining it in one swallow. He set aside the empty glass and watched Blair as she pressed powder to her already flawless skin and then perfectly reapplied her red lipstick.

Snapping the compact shut she smiled at him slightly self-conscious. "What?"

He shook his head. "Nothing. I'm just thinking back to that night nearly twelve years ago."

She leaned in close to him. "Are you talking about that night that you deflowered me in the back of a limo not much different than this one?"

He nodded softly. "That's exactly what I'm talking about. The night that literally changed my life." He kissed her perfectly rouged lips. "I thank a God I don't believe in for the greatest thing that ever happened to me."

The limo came to stop as Arthur parked in front of their home.

Blair placed one more kiss to his lips. "It feels like yesterday." She glanced out the window seeing their five year old son and just turned three year old daughter jumping up and down excitedly on the threshold of the open front door. Dorota was grasping their hands tightly.

Chuck following her gaze broke into one of his rare smiles that were only reserved for Blair and the children. "Gosh, I've missed them." He reached out tapping the partition.

Blair smiled back at him. "They have their moments."

Arthur pulled the door open and Blair carefully extricated herself from the car followed quickly by Chuck who took her hand in his. Cordelia unable to contain herself anymore broke free from Dorota's grasp and started down the stairs.

Chuck meeting her at the bottom swept her up in a huge hug kissing her curls.

Arthur watching from the curb smiled. Some things hadn't changed a bit but other things had changed so completely that they were almost unrecognizable and for that he was grateful.