This is my missing moment one shot for episode 6x08 as requested by Carlybb. I decided to keep it canon up till the "will you go to war with me" scene. So in other words there is no pre dinner sex. Also I have decided to keep this open so I can post all my missing moments in one place. I plan on adding some from seasons two and three and maybe more if you're all interested. Only two more episodes left which seems surreal. Hope you enjoy this. It's just smutty fluff and nothing more. And as always I own nothing.

When she had received his text to meet him at the Empire she was feeling defeated. Lily had refused to help him once again and she knew that that meant he would go back to honoring that damn pact. She was regretting not taking advantage of him in his earlier drunken state. At least she'd be sexually satisfied at the moment.

When she arrived in his suite and he had greeted her with champagne in hand her heart had soared. And when he had asked her to go to war with him she thought it might actually burst. He needed her and he wasn't pushing her away this time. He was letting her in.

They were now down one bottle of champagne and completely talked out in regards to strategy. She glanced at him shyly. "It's getting late. I guess I should go."

She got up and he grabbed her wrist. "Stay," he whispered.

She stopped, looking down at him. "Chuck?" She wanted to be certain he was saying what she thought he was saying because her heart couldn't take anymore rejection. It couldn't handle another moment where she pours it out to him only to be told they can't be together.

His thumb was stroking the inside of her wrist. "Everything we've been doing so far hasn't been working. Maybe it's time for a new plan. One where neither of us is sexually frustrated."

She smiled down at him. "I think I like this new plan."

He stood up taking both her hands in his. He leaned forward and kissed her softly. "I want everything to be different from here on in." He wrapped his arms around her waist and placed his forehead against hers. "I realize now that we are so much stronger when we're together."

She closed her eyes taking in a deep breath. Her lungs were filled with the scent of him. "I couldn't agree more."

She felt his hands move back to her front and begin to slip her jacket from her shoulders. "You have way too many clothes on at the moment." He pushed the jacket from her wrists and let it fall to the floor.

"Again I couldn't agree more."

He reached up and untied the bow tied at her neck. "I like this agreeable Blair." He started on the buttons of the blouse. Once her neck was exposed he placed a kiss at the hollow of her throat while pulling the silk from where it was tucked into her wool trousers.

"Enjoy it because she may be gone tomorrow."

He reached for the button on her pants. "I prefer you in skirts and dresses makes this whole process a lot easier."

She placed her lips to his. "I'll remember that in the future."

He looked at her questioningly. "Are we playing the submissive tonight?"

She placed her arms around his neck pushing herself up against him. "I'm feeling very complacent right now."

He smirked at her. "Well, well it really is my lucky night." He pushed her back and pulled her pants down her legs and she stepped out of them.

She took his hand. "I think we should take this to your room." Dressed only in her blouse, lingerie and heels she led him into the master suite.

They crossed the threshold and she placed a kiss on his lips and then turned shutting the doors soundly. Moving back to stand in front of Chuck she reached out untying his bowtie and removing it. She then slipped his jacket from him and unbuttoned the wool vest underneath letting it join the jacket on the floor. She started to unbutton the buttons of his custom made dress shirt when he took her wrists into his hands.

"I want you naked, heels only." He watched with hooded eyes as she slid her blouse from her body. The sparkle of the Harry Winston diamond ring caught his eye. "I take that back, heels and ring only."

Her heart skipped a beat. He was watching her and he looked as if he could devour her with his eyes. She felt incredibly sexy. She reached behind her unhooking her lace bra and sliding it slowly from her body. The lace thong followed and she stood before him completely nude except for the ring resting between her breasts and her Charlotte Olympia patent leather heels.

He took two steps towards her reaching out and running a hand over her left breast. "Everything about you is perfection." He stepped slowly around her looking her body over. He had missed her terribly and he wanted to take a few minutes to appreciate her beauty. "I've missed you so much."

Standing behind her he gathered her hair and laid it over her left shoulder leaving the nape of her neck exposed. He caressed her bottom and then placed his hands on her hips kissing her bared shoulder making his way to her neck. It was his favorite spot on a woman. His arms went around her waist pulling her flush against him.

He placed his mouth against her ear and whispered, "I want you on your knees with my cock in your mouth."

Her breath hitched as he spun her around. Without any hesitation she dropped to her knees and looking up at him she began to unbutton his pants. He caressed her cheek gently.

Silently she pushed his pants and boxers down freeing him. She licked her lips before lowering her mouth onto him. His intake of breath was all the encouragement she needed. He watched as she took him deeply. To him this was the sexiest sight he'd ever see. Blair Waldorf on her knees taking him completely into her mouth. He pushed a hand through her hair fisting it at the back of her head.

After about three minutes of this he decided he'd had enough. He didn't want to come in her mouth. He had waited six months and he was going to be buried deep inside of her when he came. He let go of her hair.

"Blair…" he was breathless.

She released him from her mouth and looked up at him. "What's wrong?"

He shook his head. "Nothing." He reached down and pulled her to her feet. Placing his hands on either side of her face he started to kiss her passionately.

Her response was immediate and she wrapped her arms around his neck as his tongue invaded her mouth. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as she gripped the hair at the back of his head.

He walked them to the edge of the bed where he laid her back onto the mattress. She looked beautiful with her flushed cheeks and curls spread out onto the duvet. He couldn't wait another second or he'd explode.

He didn't even bother undressing. "I'm sorry," he whispered as he covered her body with his and entered her in one, hard stroke.

She captured his mouth with hers as he started to rock between her thighs. She wrapped her legs tightly around him and he could feel her heels digging into his buttocks but he didn't care.

Within minutes they had both reached climax. He couldn't stop kissing her. He literally couldn't get enough of her.

She gave him a gentle push and he rolled off of her onto his back as she sat up straddling him. "Now you're the one with way too many clothes on." She finished unbuttoning his shirt and then moved unto his trousers and boxers pulling them from his body. He sat up to make the removal of his shirt easier.

Once he was naked she kicked off her shoes and crawled back up to straddle him again. She could feel him hardening beneath her. "I think someone is ready for another go around."

"You have no idea." He sat up capturing her right nipple in his mouth. She sighed as her head fell back.

He lifted her and positioned himself at her entrance. "Blair, look at me."

She opened her eyes panting slightly. He kissed her. "I love you."

She placed her hands on his cheeks. "I love you too, Chuck."

"I can't wait to make you my wife."

She kissed him as tears started to well up in her eyes. "I can't either."

He slowly lowered her onto himself. This time they made love slowly. The pressure had been relieved and they didn't feel rushed at all. He worshiped every inch of her body and when she came she literally saw stars. Only Chuck was ever capable of causing that to happen.

They both lay breathless and sweaty. Blair had her head on Chuck's chest and her legs entwined with his. She could hear the beating of his heart and it was oddly comforting.

After a few minutes she lifted her head and placed a kiss on his chest looking up at him. "How about I run us a bath?"

His hand ran down her back and rested on her bottom. "That sounds like a great idea. I missed you joining me earlier."

She sat up kissing him on the lips. "I'll be right back."

He watched her as she left the bed and crossed the room to the bathroom. He sighed as he thought about how wonderful she was. He was never going to let her go. Regardless of his father or what the future may bring he and Blair were never parting again. He needed her in his life and from this moment on it was where she was going to stay.

Blair grabbed the fluffy white robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door and slipped it on. She then went to the bathtub that could easily fit four people and turned on the taps. Chuck liked his baths hot. When she was satisfied with the temperature she closed the drain and picked up the bottle of J. Paul body wash and added some to the water.

She leaned over the tub swishing her hand through the water to agitate the bubbles. Suddenly she felt Chuck's arms wrap around her from behind. With the water running she hadn't heard him come into the room.

She gasped. "You scared me." She brought herself upright.

Chuck untied the robe. "What's with the sudden modesty?" He kissed the side of her neck and his left hand slid between her thighs. He pushed two fingers deep inside of her.

Immediately her breathing picked up. "Chuck…"

Before she could even put together a coherent thought he had her turned around, picked up and set onto the marble bathroom countertop. He pushed the robe from her shoulders and inadvertently trapped her arms behind her.

He pulled her to the edge and entered her hard and fast. He kissed her and whispered "I can't get enough of you."

The steam from the bath was starting to fog the mirror behind Blair and her body felt like it was on fire. She was completely over sensitized at this point that when she felt his thumb brush against her clit she completely lost all control.

He was right behind her. She fell back against the mirror with Chuck resting his forehead against her bare shoulder.

He was panting hard and trying to catch his breath. "You're going to be the death of me."

Her arms were still trapped behind her entangled in the robe. She pulled them free and wrapped them around Chuck. "Don't say that."

He looked at her and could see she was being serious. He kissed her gently and then picked her up walking her to the now nearly full tub. He lowered her into the water and slowly got in himself. He turned off the taps and settled himself between her open legs lying back against her. She wrapped her arms around him kissing his temple.

"This feels fantastic." He sighed as he closed his eyes. "I don't ever want to leave here."

She threaded her fingers through his. "I think that sounds like a great idea. Let's just stay here forever."

He turned to look at her. "I'm serious."

"So am I." Blair pressed her lips to his and kissed him. "We have room service and each other. What else could we possibly need?" She kissed him again. She pulled back and cupping her hands proceeded to wet his hair. She then reached for the bottle of shampoo and poured a generous amount into her palm and started to wash his hair. She massaged his scalp for a minute or two and then turned on the sprayer to rinse the shampoo away.

That was about all the patience Chuck had and within seconds he had their positions reversed and he was entering her for the fourth time. Water was splashing over the sides of the tub and onto the marble tile but neither one of them seemed to mind.

Sometime much later they laid spent and exhausted in Chuck's bed. He had her wrapped in his arms and she felt safe and loved. Neither one of them knew what the morning would bring but they did know that together they could get through anything.

A/N If any of you have seen "The English Patient" than you have an idea of what Chuck and Blair's bathtub scene is like. I love that movie and the scene where Katharine washes de Almasy's hair is one of my favorites.