Hey everyone! Just wanted to apologize for taking so long with this update (sound familiar? LoL), it was all school's fault this time! Oh, and some of it can be blamed on the ridiculous writers from the show! Hello, no man would give away the woman he loves to have sex with someone as creepy as Jack, no man would do that ever no matter who it was! Thankfully, it's summer break now! This chapter is just sort of fluff/fun because...who doesn't love C&B fluff!? Also, thanks for all the reviews, alerts, and favorites!

Chapter 18 – Say It Again

"I love you too," Chuck whispered against Blair's lips.

"Again…" Blair quietly whispered back, smiling when he seemed confused. "Say it again."

"I love you, Blair," he repeated, after happily realizing what she wanted from him. "I love you because you are the most beautiful, stubborn, tempting –"

"That's enough!"

"And capricious woman I have ever met," Chuck finished despite the interruption and gave the woman lying beside him a pointed look, letting them both know that he was humorously correct.

Blair was fighting a smile as Chuck stared over at her with his eyebrows raised, which she eventually had to turn away to try to hide. "Well, maybe you're right, but the stubbornness only matches your own!"

Moving to bring them more closely together, Chuck laid over Blair's body and nuzzled his face into her neck playfully. "Another reason why I love you," he said as he pressed her skin with his mouth.

"Mmm…good," the young woman purred, allowing her new fiancé to kiss and caress her into a relaxation she had not felt in weeks, something she had missed immensely. And by subtly pushing her hips against his, she hinted at just how much she had been longing for their lost intimacy.

Chuck immediately recognized the suggestive movements of Blair's body and the increase in her breathing, and he positioned her thighs on either side of his waist, preparing to give her what she was silently asking for. Then, he set to untying the knotted sash of the robe she was wearing, while she opened the collar of his shirt and slid her hands beneath it to feel his muscled chest.

"We can't do this…" Blair began to giggle, squirming away from the kisses being placed on her neck and breaking Chuck's concentration.

"Why?" he asked, swiftly recovering from the interruption and focusing on his previous task – marking the smooth skin before him with little red welts.

The brunette beneath him continued to laugh and now pushed at his shoulders instead of pulling him closer. "Because this is your sister's bed."

The reason brought Chuck to his senses just as quickly as Blair knew it would. And soon he was standing up and taking her with him in an impatient manner, hastily wrapping her legs around his waist and grumbling in frustration at the floor length material of the robe tangling around his arms.

"Damn these fashions, things were much easier when you only wore pantalets," Chuck mumbled as he tried to comfortably arrange Blair in his arms and walk across the room at the same time.

"Or nothing at all," she pointed out, and then kissed his temple and any other place she could reach. "Now, tell me where you're taking me."

"In my bed!" Chuck hissed cleverly and before Blair could manage a witty response of her own her back was colliding with the solid wood of the door, making her fingernails dig into his shoulders in surprise. "Just where you belong."

"Wait!" Blair abruptly exclaimed just as the door swung open. Thoughts of her already falsely salacious image came to mind and she knew she could not bear the humiliation if someone saw her half way to ravished in the middle of the hallway. "If anyone sees me like this then I will surely have to leave Charleston!" she said, hooking her fingers around the doorframe and preventing the man she was clinging to from moving any further.

"Everyone is still asleep!" Chuck whispered fiercely, while walking backwards with a tug and making Blair lose her grip. Just as he had told her before, she was just the woman to tempt him and then give him more hindrances than help. "Besides, I've caught Serena in more compromising positions."

"For shame, Chuck!" Blair spat back, accompanying her scolding with a weak attempt to fight out of his embrace and a swat to the back of his head. They were a few moves from her sassy repertoire that he was growing used to and had secretly always enjoyed.

"You know, if you don't stop struggling I'll have no choice but to put you down and take you right here on the floor," he stated cockily, with a tone of matter-of-factness in his voice, like he would truly follow through with his words if she did not stop.

And for all she knew, he probably would. Chuck was not a man to be denied after he had been teased. So, it was fortunate that his bedroom was only two doors down from the room they had hurriedly abandoned.

Once they had made it inside and Chuck had done an unsuccessful job of quietly closing the door, Blair pushed away from him and managed to get her feet on the floor again. She determinedly marched towards the large bed, not bothering to take in her surroundings, just shedding articles of clothes and leaving them in a trail that Chuck was quick to follow.

"You know…" Blair began in a voice that was mocking Chuck's earlier words, "you are such a rogue, so snide and confident…who said I was going to let you have me anyway?"

Suddenly stepping up behind her, Chuck ground his hips against her backside and held fast to her waist. "The haste you use to tear at the ribbon of your pantalets seems to be quite a good indicator."

Her fingers stilled above said ribbon for fractions of a second before she rolled her eyes at her own wantonness; no one had ever had such control over her. But she could hardly find the strength to mind and she supposed no woman would when there was a deliciously handsome gentleman behind her, who was so obviously ready for the morning's events.

"Sometimes I hate you," Blair whispered softly, sounding more loving than hateful, which was exactly what she was.

"That's not what you said before…" Chuck said knowingly, while turning her around and then laying her back on the mattress. He finished kicking his trousers off the end of the bed and shrugged his shirt over his head, not wanting to bother with the buttons and Blair waited impatiently beneath him, not caring about speaking, but rather the press of their skin.

"I thought you loved me?" asked Chuck with an intense look, as he maneuvered his hand between Blair's spread thighs, preparing to bring them together.

"I do…" she assured with a comfortable, content smile that only seemed to show when she was with him.

Chuck did not answer, but carefully assessed his fiancée's desirable features – her long lashed, nearly colorless eyes, the curve of her lips, the highness of her cheekbones – and found himself overwhelmed. When it came down to it, he really had no words to describe to her just how much he loved her in return.

Blair's smile eventually lessened and was forgotten all together, her lips parting as she watched Chuck and waited for his advance. She did not wait for a reply though, she could tell that he was past speaking and the serious emotions on his face told her what she already knew anyway; now he just needed to show her his feelings.

"Oh…" The low sound was easily pulled from Blair's lips as Chuck sank into her waiting body and the very slow pace he set had him battling to keep his eyes from screwing shut, so he could watch Blair's do the same.

"Are you alright?" Chuck whispered gently after having settled his chest against hers, finding his voice in his concern. He pet her face and smoothed away her hair, urging her to now open her eyes again.

Blair nodded rapidly – eyes still shut and caught up in pleasure – hoping that it would spur Chuck into easing the heavy ache in her core. But it did not, and he refused to move until she looked at him and told him what he needed to hear.

"Are you sure you're alright? I don't want to hurt you…or the baby…" he admitted, still valiantly holding himself in check.

"I'm sure," Blair said. "It feels…" she tried to put the sensation into words, but when Chuck made a subtle movement she could hardly do anything besides bury her face against his neck. "God, it feels amazing."

"Really?" Chuck quizzed, sounding pleased, yet far from pompous.

"Uh huh…" Blair murmured and reached down to dig her fingernails into the small of his back, a selfish act to bring him deeper, but one that he was absolutely in favor of. "I've missed having you, feeling you like this."

The man above her grunted a basic response, suddenly finding himself lost in the raw instincts evoked by his soon-to-be wife. Being Chuck Bass, he had had many experiences with plenty of women, but he had never before experienced the type of aphrodisiac that was Blair Waldorf whispering how much she missed him in his ear.

"I missed you too," Chuck confessed and then set his jaw, concentrating on taking well measured thrusts that had Blair's breath leaving her in short gasps.

They had never had one another like this, in bed on soft sheets and down pillows. The exotic had always been the usual for them; under the warm sun or in the humid night with the sounds of the river flowing. It seemed strange now to have become so domesticated and simple, but it was nonetheless passionate or lustful, maybe even too lustful.

"Yes!" Blair sharply moaned. It was more loudly than she should have but she could not help it when Chuck was angling his hips and determinedly stroking a sweet spot that he knew drove her to madness.

"Shh, my little minx, you'll wake the house…"

A finger was placed over Blair's parted lips as she panted and tried to remain quiet. Chuck knew what he was doing though; it was his goal to make her lose control until he finally had to smother the high notes of her cries with his mouth. For him it would not have been the first time that he had disturbed others while entertaining a woman, and really he would not have minded if the entire street heard what he could do to Blair, but he knew she would not agree. The fire in his muscles and the sweat breaking along his brow would be only for her.

"Put your legs around me, Blair," he commanded, as he spread his hands out under her back and sat upright, bringing her to sit over his lap.

"Soon you won't be able to be so rough with me…" Blair laughed, locking her ankles around his waist and kissing at his neck and shoulders. The pleasure she was feeling was delicious and she was glad to be in control to quicken the rhythm of their love making, and completely disregard her own words.

"Rough?" Chuck echoed in wondering. He knew he was not being too aggressive with her, but if she wanted him to treat her like glass he would; it would not be a hard thing for him to do. Taking her hips in a firm grasp, he brought the roll of her pelvis to a halt and held her tightly, until she was pouting and struggling to move again.

"Don't tease..."

"I can be gentle," Chuck whispered, raising one hand up to hold Blair's face and bring her gaze to his. It was important to him to take care of her all of the time, but especially now during her venture into motherhood.

Blair thought the words were endearing, but she just could not bring herself to such concentration when Chuck was filling and stretching her. She just wanted him to lay her on her back again and use his body to render her senseless. "Yes, but not now."

"Yes, now," Chuck said with finality and instead of reverting back to full thrusts he splayed his fingers around her thighs and began grinding their bodies together.

"Chuck…" Blair pleaded and antagonized him by sinking her teeth into his earlobe.

Hissing in pain, Chuck thrashed is head away from her bite and decided to tease her a bit more. His fingertips found the slippery bud of flesh between her legs – just above the area where they were still intimately connected – and stroked in small circles. The touch startled her nerves and had her muscles clenching his body even tighter than before.

"Look at me, Blair," Chuck demanded. He wanted to see his fiancée's face contort with pleasure, like he knew it would. But if he was going to tease her then she was going to tease him, and she kept her cheek pressed to his.

"Not unless…you give me what I want…" Blair said while trying not to pant in Chuck's ear. Because even though he was only using his fingers and the slow rock of their bodies to create that indescribable feeling that she just could not explain, she was still so close to coming undone. But that would ruin their entire game.

While sliding the hand on Blair's hip up her back and into her hair, Chuck whispered, "But this is what you want…"

And then it was over. The slow, burn inducing movements of fingers and hips may have culminated in her spine stiffening and her eyes rolling back, but it was the sound of Chuck's voice displaying his perfect understanding of her truest desires that had her surrendering to him, whimpering against his neck, and her inner muscles coaxing him to his own finish.

"You…know me…too well," Blair struggled to say with her erratic breathing.

"Mmm…" Chuck remained wholly without speech. The sensation of their bodies melted together by the warm liquids slipping from between her thighs and onto him, had robbed him of all words.

After regaining some of her ability to think clearly, Blair unwound her arms from around Chuck's neck, kissed him once more, and then let herself fall back against the pillows. Chuck remained sitting up with her still in his lap and her legs lying on either side of his body, and it gave him the perfect opportunity to spread his large hand over her lower belly.

Blair wore a soft smile as she watched him, he was unsuspecting as he carefully studied her stomach and traced his fingertips around her belly button and between her hip bones. He seemed so pleased knowing that their child was right there before him – growing beneath his hand – and it gave Blair a sense of pride unlike anything she had ever felt. It made her forget the times she had spent literally worrying herself sick over how he would react to becoming a father.

"Come here…" she beckoned in a whisper, reaching her hand up to the back of Chuck's neck and bringing him to rest beside her, with his head on her chest.

He closed his eyes as his cheek came in contact with her hot, dewy skin. "I love you."

The comment still caught her off guard, but she instantly replied, "And I love you."

"That was strange," exclaimed Chuck, after they had enjoyed a few minutes of silence while their pulses returned to a normal speed. He peppered random kisses over Blair's breasts and then looked up to witness her response.

"Strange? I thought it was rather pleasing," she admitted casually. It did not worry her at all that he had referred to what had just occurred as strange, because no matter what he said she could tell he had thoroughly enjoyed himself by the way he lied heavily fatigued against her body.

"It certainly was…" Chuck growled against the underside of her jaw, "And I only mean that this was the first time we've ever made love in a bed and I didn't have to brush grass from your hair after finishing."

Blair began to laugh, but it seemed that he had not said all that he wanted to.

"Our baby was most likely conceived against a rock in the middle of a forest!"

"Chuck!?" Blair laughed, "That's awful!"

"Oh, it most certainly is awful!" Chuck ribbed with a bright smile that eventually softened into seriousness before he continued, "But it's the truth and I wouldn't want to change that."

Blair looked up to the ceiling thoughtfully as she remembered the first days that she and Chuck had spent together. The connection had been immediate and they had spent no time denying the fact; by their second afternoon together they had been bickering heatedly, and it only made sense that by the very next evening they had been making love. "Although, I really don't think that's when it happened…"

"When then?" Chuck asked as he pushed himself onto his arm, while his other hand still held possessively to the contours of her waist. They were completely alone and safe, but the subject of he and Serena's earlier conversation rang in his mind. He wanted to ask, not for himself but for her. It would have to be later though, she was too happy now for him to bring her down with such questions.

"Maybe our first time together," the woman beside him answered and then shyly looked away, already feeling the uncontrollable blush that was creeping into her cheeks. For some reason, she could lie bare before Chuck after just having opened her body to him, but while speaking to him about the first time she had done that very same thing she could not help but feel as innocent as she had been that night.

Her confession eased some of his worries, but he could not fully shake the thoughts of the very real possibility."Truly?"

"Yes," Blair told him with a smile and then grazed the tips of her fingers over his temple and down his cheek. "Are you proud of yourself? You defiled me and got me pregnant all in one night."

"I wish you wouldn't say it like that, but yes, I am quite proud of myself," Chuck admitted, brushing his lips over her forehead. "I had to find some way to keep you with me," he added.

Blair arched up, finding his mouth and giving him a soft, innocent kiss. "Well, you'll have me forever," she vowed, "but you should rest now. You're tired, and you should know that you will need your rest if you plan on keeping me satisfied…forever is a very long time."

Chuck smiled widely to himself as he thought of what she was implying and put his head on her chest once more. "In that case, wake me in an hour's time. I want to start as soon as possible," he declared, with his voice distorted and his mouth half open in a yawn. Staying awake through the night had taken its toll on him, but did not prevent him from letting his hands wander and his intentions be known.

"Just sleep," the woman he was lying on instructed, while simultaneously bringing his hand to rest in the valley between her breasts, stopping his calloused fingertips from grazing her nipples. "You'll have plenty of time to do whatever you wish to me later."

"Eric, do you think they're –"

"If their earlier display in the hallway is any indication, then yes, they are." Eric informed his sister, managing to deadpan even in a whisper.

"You saw them together!? How!?" Serena fiercely whispered back, trying to keep as quiet as possible lest the two occupants of the room they were standing outside of should hear. "What were they doing!?"

The younger of the two blondes rolled his eyes. Eric knew he was sharper than his older sister, but he had to believe that she was not that naïve; in fact he knew that she certainly was not. "I might have been spying on them through my door and do I really have to say?"

"Yes, tell me!" Serena demanded, "Did Blair look upset?"

"Not exactly…"

Taking her ear away from the door, Serena glared at her brother with keen eyes. "What is that supposed to mean!?"

"Well, she was wearing your favorite green robe…" Eric offered with a far away expression. "It looks much better on her than it does you…"

"Eric!?" Now, it was Serena's turn to roll her eyes and scoff. "You aren't answering my question."

"Yes! She looked happy, she looked wonderful!" Eric wildly exclaimed, realizing that his sister was not going to let him keep his fond memories of his older step-brother's beautiful and enigmatic, new houseguest to himself. "Chuck was carrying her, the robe was half off and then he threatened to take her right there on the floor! She must have liked it though, you should have seen the way she was devouring his neck after he said it! Oh, and she –"

Serena was clamoring to cover Eric's mouth, and he was fighting just as hard to swat her hands away. "Shh…alright, enough!"

"You had to know!" Eric mocked, giving his sister a light shove backwards.

"I didn't need to know all of that," Serena announced as she let the momentum of the push take her and she slumped back against the adjacent wall. "Not even in the house for a full day and already he's ruining my clothes again, but at least she's not upset anymore. That's all that matters, because despite what you may have seen she is a proper lady, I can tell."

Eric listened to the rambling and then plainly added, "I never said she wasn't, but why do you keep going on about her being upset? What's wrong with her?"

A superior smirk came over Serena's face at having a piece of information unknown to everyone else in the house, besides Blair and Chuck. "I shouldn't say," she said, in an obvious taunt. "There's nothing actually wrong with her, I just don't think anyone else should know."

"Is she from a brothel!?" Eric quizzed. The smile on his face was a little too eager for Serena's taste and it served to solidify the fact that having Chuck Bass as a step-brother had been very influential on his adolescent life.

"No, no! I said she was proper, it's nothing like that…"

"Then, tell me what is it!" the younger of the two siblings shouted and quickly sealed his lips, knowing that he had risked them being caught at their little game of eavesdropping. Then, leaning closer to his sister, Eric tried to sway her in his favor, "Who would I tell anyway?"

Serena surveyed the seemingly empty hallway for a moment and bowed her head closer to Eric's. "Fine, I'll tell you…"

After pausing for a greater effect, she then whispered, "She's with child and they're getting married!"

"They're what!?"

Serena had been confident that the secret would warrant a shocked reaction, but she thought that her brother would be the first to respond, considering he was the one receiving the message. Though as she and her brother swiftly turned to find the source of the ecstatic voice behind them, it was evident that she was mistaken. Their mother had somehow overheard and the good news was out. Such was life at the Bass household; secrets never stayed secrets for long.

Uh oh, now the secrets out and we all know how Lily gets! Thanks for reading! :D