Name: Lust

Rated: T

Length: 348 Words

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Blair and Chuck sat next to each other at the Waldorf dinner table, pretending to listen to the boring conversations of their parents while really rolling their eyes with Serena and Eric, who were seated across the table.

"Blair, dear, are your plans for college still directed at Yale?" Lily asked her.

Chuck slipped his hand under the table and slid it up between her knees. She couldn't help but slightly part her thighs.

"Definitely. I've wanted to go there since I was a little girl," she answered sweetly. Chuck slowly slipped his index finger under her La Perla panties and started stroking. She kicked him, but he sent her his usual smirk and continued.

"Well, Chuck has finally started getting his act together too. Your daughter's really whipping him into shape," Bart pointed out to Eleanor. "I caught him starting his Yale application last night."

Blair turned and looked at Chuck in surprise. His finger froze as he blushed a deep shade of red.

"That's cute," laughed Eric, kicking his new stepbrother under the table.

"Shut up," Chuck responded in a mumble.

"Excuse us for just one moment," Blair announced, giving Chuck time to remove his hand from her crotch before yanking back her chair and tugging on Chuck's sleeve.

They had barely made it upstairs into Blair's room before she turned on him, angrily. "God, you perv. Did you have to finger me under the table? In front of our parents?"

"Admit it. You like the rush," he replied with a grin, ignoring her pissed off tone and wrapping his arms around her waist.

She sighed and pulled his face close to hers, until their breaths mingled. "Are you really thinking about going to Yale?"

He responded with a deep kiss, hungrily running his tongue across her teeth. He picked her up and carried her to his bed, setting her down gentily and tugging down her skirt. A moan escaped from deep down in her throat, and he caught it in his mouth.

They never made it back to the table for dessert.