It was only ten o'clock, and I was already bored. I took another swig of champagne and looked around the room, searching for someone vaguely interesting to talk to. I'd spent the entire night with Dan and Serena and I was past ready to move on. I couldn't believe I'd wasted a perfectly good dress on this fundraiser, I didn't even know what they were raising money for, but the attire was formal and I'd chosen a floor-length, back-less satin dress. Big mistake, there weren't even any guys there that were worth my time. That's when I saw him, in a black tux, looking just as good as ever. My eyes widened as I drank in the sight of him, I saw him spot me and I looked down demurely, as if anything had changed. I looked up and my eyes drifted through the crowd and back to him, apparently, his eyes had never left me. I saw him coming closer and I could feel my palms start to sweat, the flute of champagne slipped downward one centimeter.

"Waldorf," he smirked. "It's been a while since we last saw each other."

"I would say it's been years." I took a sip of champagne.

"Not since your going-away present." he said, then smiled at me, remembering what had happened on the eve of my departure.

I remembered it well, but I blushed whenever I thought about what had go on (that's how hot it was), so I tried to keep the mental pictures from appearing in my mind. I thought about how bored I was, how annoying Serena and Dan were together, anything to keep from remembering that hot, sweaty, passionate sex that we'd both enjoyed, all night long. Oh god, I could feel my cheeks growing hot, thank goodness for dim lights.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, anxious to change the subject.

"It's a fundraiser for underprivileged kids, naturally I'm here."

"Did you grow a heart while I was gone?" I raised an eyebrow and felt the edges of my mouth turn upward.

"Actually, I'm just here because Lilly is hosting and I was bored."

"There's the Chuck Bass we all know and love." I murmured, downing the last of my champagne and grabbing another glass as a waiter strolled by.

"What more do you want? I'm here, asking me to care is a completely different matter." he said.

We stood there quietly, watching everyone else chat about nothing. Why had I even come? Oh, that's right, Serena had talked me into attending so that I could "mingle". These things were so boring, even when I was in high school (when I wasn't hosting), I struggled to stay conscious during these events. I needed to leave. I needed a reason, any reason to get out.

Suddenly I felt Chuck's hand on the small of my back, pulling me closer to his body. How had I not noticed him getting closer to me? Was I really thinking that hard about how much I hated functions like these? I'd have to work on that.

"You look bored out of your mind." he whispered into my ear as I instinctively brought my champagne flute to my lips.

"Really?" I managed, my chest tightening. "I was going for observant."

"Come on."

I felt Chuck's hand push me forward, towards the door. I didn't even bother putting up a faux fight, I really did want to leave and this was the perfect time to do it. I put my glass down on a nearby table as Chuck grabbed my jacket and held it out to me.

"Thank you." I slipped my arms inside and gave Serena a small wave goodbye.

"Where are you going?" she mouthed to me.

I smiled, blushing again, and gestured to Chuck, who was retrieving his own coat. When she followed my gesture, her eyes widened and her mouth dropped. She turned around and whispered something to Dan, then made her way over to me. Oh, here we go...

"B, what are you doing?" she whispered.

"Leaving."

"With Chuck?"

"Yes."

"B, are you seriously going to do this again? Every time the two of you get together, someone gets hurt, and usually, it's you." she explained, her eyes on Chuck as he gave the man at the coat-check his ticket and waited calmly.

"I haven't even done anything yet."

"Yet?"

"Serena, it's not like that. I'm just leaving because I'm bored out of my skull. Could you tell Lilly that I left and that her fundraiser didn't suck?" I smiled, grabbing my bag and walking over to where Chuck was standing.

She shook her head and went back to talking with Dan. I knew if something happened and I ended up getting my heart broken, I would never hear the end of it. But that wasn't what I was focused on right now, I just wanted to see him again. After four years, and I would never actually say this to anyone, I missed him.

In his hotel suite, Chuck poured me a drink and we sat on the couch together, basking in the silence. It was awkward, like it would have been with anyone else, it was just quiet.

"So where's your live-in girlfriend?" I asked, standing up and swaying slightly. I placed my drink on the coffee table and removed my heels, one, then the other.

"She couldn't keep up with my lifestyle." he brought the glass of scotch to his lips.

"When I heard that you were actually dating someone, I thought it was a joke." I smiled, looking down at him. "What was her name, Nadia? She didn't look like she could handle being one of us. I'm actually not surprised that she's not here."

"Why are you bringing it up?" he stood up, placed his drink on the table next to mine and walked over to me.

"No reason."

He ran his hand over my bare shoulder and lowered his mouth to my neck. Chuck's lips brushed my throat ever so slightly and I felt my entire body shudder, he still had the power to send shivers up my spine with one touch, it was amazing. The two of us were like magnets. We tried to resist the pull of the other, but when we came together, something inexplicable happened.

"Blair-" he whispered huskily into my ear, his hand travelling from my shoulder, down my spine and to my lower back.

"Yes?" I panted, my cheek brushing his lower jaw.

"Have sex with me."

I looked into Chuck's deep brown eyes, surprised at his choice of words. I'd remembered him saying them to me at a party, the night the lights went out. I'd turned him down, while my body was screaming yes, and somehow still ended up in my bedroom with him.

"Why?" I murmured against his cheek as he lowered the strap on my dress and kissed my shoulder. "Why should I?"

"Because we both want to." he bit me softly.

"And?" I pressed.

"You missed this while you were gone."

"Keep trying." I smirked.

"I missed this while you were gone."

"That's good enough." I breathed, turning his face to mine and kissing him for the first time in four years.

As his lips moved with mine, my heart pounded faster in my chest. It felt right, as many reasons as I had for why I shouldn't have done this, there was one very important reason why I should. We were always supposed to be together. When we saw one another from across the room, the lines between right and wrong were instantly blurred. Was what we were doing right? Was it wrong? I had no idea, but it sure was fun.

Chuck pulled the other strap of my dress down and stepped away from me ever so slightly, allowing the dress to fall into a pool of satin around my feet. I stood there in my black stockings, bra and underwear, kissing him, my hands working at the buttons on his shirt. My hands undid each button slowly and when his shirt was completely open, I pushed it off his shoulders and let it drop to the floor. I pulled him backwards toward the bedroom and managed not to walk into anything even though I was walking backwards.

When I felt the back of my knees hit the edge of the bed, I pushed Chuck away gently, unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down to his ankles, taking his boxers with them. Gracefully, I fell onto the bed and propped myself up on my elbows. I watched as his eyes ran over my body and smiled when he climbed on top of me, yanking my panties off as he pressed his lips to mine. I saw him fling them somewhere across the room and made a mental note that to look for them when I left.

"Chuck-" I moaned as the two of us flipped over, putting me on top.

I lowered myself onto him and tilted my head back. Chuck groaned in pleasure below me. His hands made their way to my hips and I lowered my head and kissed him, then rolled over, placing him back on top of me. Chuck, wanting waste no time, began moving inside of me. Thrusting into me like only he could and allowing me to make sounds like I never had before. I was getting closer to the edge and so was he. His thrusts became shorter and harder and when a mind numbing orgasm ripped through me, I gripped the sheets until my knuckles turned white. Chuck came at almost the same time I did and when it was over, he collapsed on top of me, breathing hard.

"Oh god." I panted as he pulled out of me.

"I'm glad we had this time to catch up." he smiled.

"Me too." I said, then wrapped my leg around his body. "This was better than a fundraiser anyway."