Hey! Here's Chapter 4, some m-ish sexuality in the first part. Sorry for the really late update, but I've been studying for finals, finishing school, and then starting the first week of summer, doing all week volunteer camps. Thanks for the patience!

Chapter 4: Playing With Fire

Third Person POV

Blair blinked and stretched as she woke to bright sunlight streaming into her room. Dorota shuffled in, bringing Blair breakfast.

After Blair finished she dresses and got ready for a day shopping with Serena. After brushing her teeth and hair, Blair stepped into her new Lanvin dress. Unable to reach the zipper, she called for Dorota. She heard footsteps and opened the door. Instead of Dorota, a stunning Chuck Bass stepped into her room. Seeing her surprise, Chuck smirked. He held five roses in his perfectly manicured hands. He held them out and presented another familiar red-with-gold-trim Cartier box, and smiled.

"For you." He stated, still smiling

"Chuck, you shouldn't have." Chuck's gaze bore into hers and the room started spinning. Chuck noticed Blair's arousal and leaned into whisper.

"Did you need something? You called Dorota in." His teeth grazed her earlobe and caused a shiver.

Blair nodded and turned, lifting her hair to expose bare back and her dress, still waiting zipping. Chuck's eyes widened with lust at the sight of her smooth, creamy skin. He leaned forward and snaked his arms around her waist. Blair was playing with fire and there are always repercussions when it involved Chuck.

At the contact of their bodies, Blair turned and kissed him. Their mouths moved together without restrictions, passion surging through each other. The only noise was their labored breath and the whispers of cloth being removed. Chuck brought his hand up to cup the back of her neck to secure her to him. Blair's response was as urgent and responsive as his. As she parted her lips, Chuck readily explored, and let her taste fill his mouth. His hands roamed over her softly rounded breasts and down to her hips. Chuck felt Blair moan against him and all pretenses of taking things slowly slipped away.

Blair grabbed him and forced herself into his mouth. Chuck discarded his remaining clothes and the roughly removed Blair's. Blair grabbed his shoulders and shoved him onto her still unmade bed. Her mouth on his was passionate and demanding. Chuck was no longer in control, just along for the ride.

Taking his length into her mouth, she experimentally swirled around the tip using her tongue. She stroked his thighs as he groaned her name. When she took his mouth in hers, she kissed him deeply. Then, with renewed tenderness, he slowly flipped them over and gently entered her as her hips bucked wildly to get the full satisfaction. Her breasts brushed under him against his chest. Both Chuck and Blair wanted only to give the other the fullest satisfaction. As they explored each other's pleasure points, they both realized that they had something. Something more than simply friends with benefits.

When they reached their peaks together, they collapsed and were both equally breathless and light-headed.

Blair sat, watching Serena try on another dress. She sat fiddling with her new Cartier bracelet, a constant reminder of Chuck and his charming but playboy-like characteristics. She was not paying attention and Serena could tell.

"Blair. What's wrong? You've been sitting there moping and fiddling with that bracelet of yours the entire time. Tell me what's wrong."

Blair had thought she was hiding it well. Apparently not.

"Nothing's wrong, S" Blair smiled as if to prove it, but Serena saw through it.

"Blair, seriously. What is it? Don't make me call a therapist."

Blair shut her eyes and sighed deeply. She knew Serena wouldn't stop until she'd figured everything out.

"It's Chuck. We've been having a-," she paused, searching for a word, "-a small fling." Blair averted her eyes from Serena's disgusted look.

"When we started, I didn't expect much. To be honest I didn't even expect sex. We were just;" she paused, "fooling around."

Blair took a deep breath and looked at Serena. Serena's faced showed she'd figured the rest of the situation out.

"Blair." Serena said sternly. "B, you can't. It's Chuck Bass we're talking about. I'm not trying to ruin your happiness, but he's going to hurt you. I don't want my best frined hurt by a player." Serena waited for a response, but Blair was staring at her hands, contemplating.

"I know." Blair said quietly. "It's just that I could, quite possibly, love him. I don't yet, but it's bound to happen." Blair laughed a small laugh. "It appears I always fall for the wrong guys." She looked up. "I'll never get my fairy tale, will I?" She swallowed back tears.

"B. I'm sorry. He's a player. He's never actually had a girlfriend, and if he has it only lasted 10 hours for that night's entertainment." Serena swallowed, knowing her next move was risky, but she honestly didn't want Blair hurt.

"Blair, you'll find your fairytale, it's just not Chuck. Please stay away from him. You might think you love him, but he's just playing you. You need to let him go." Blair's quiet response surprised her.

"I know, I'll try. Thanks, S." Blair stood and walked out of the dressing room. As she was leaving the store, she dropped her new Cartier bracelet, knowing someone would find a use for a $6,000 dollar bracelet.

Blinking back tears, Blair hailed a cab.

Chuck sat drinking aged Bourbon. He could only think about Blair. He was aimlessly daydreaming.

"Shit, man! Nate's voice interrupted Chuck's thoughts. Nate's eyes were incredulous and seemed surprised. Nate chuckled.

"Blair's one fine lay." Nate smiled. "That's all this is, right?" Chuck nodded absently, still off in his Blair fantasy. Nate's eyes narrowed in suspicion then widened in astonishment.

"Damn, Chuck! You're actually serious about her aren't you?" Chuck nodded again, still not completely paying attention.

"CHUCK! You ass! Listen to me." Chuck's brain cleared and he focused on Nate.

"Yes, Nathaniel?" Chuck asked lazily.

"Dude, you're becoming a big softy. Blair? Seriously, I get it. I had fun with her, but you can't be falling for her."

Nate stared at Chuck exasperatedly. Chuck had never loved anyone and suddenly, Blair Waldorf can change that? It didn't make sense to either of them.

Chuck swirled his drink and watched it spin. He looked up.

"Nate, I am being serious here. I really have feelings for her, I could even love her." Chuck winced on saying 'love'. "I have never been in a real relationship before. This, everything from being loved, to loving back, is new to me." Chuck stood to look out the window.

"Fuck, man. You are all screwed up. But Chuck, if you honestly believe that you could love her, I say go for it. The worst that could happen is she says no, but you have your tequila and your little black book for that." Chuck rolled his eyes.

"Seriously, man. Go for it. You're Chuck Bass. No one ever refuses Chuck Bass."

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The bracelet link is in my profile page. I really hope you look at it, it is BEAUTIFUL, but sadly it costs $6,000. Too bad Chuck Bass doesn't actually exist. :(

Love always,

Mx2