Welcome to New York

Nov 18, 2009 15:15

Title: Welcome to New York
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Chuck Bass/Blair Waldorf/Domyouji Tsukasa
Summary: “Blair Waldorf, I'd like you to meet Tsukasa Domyouji. He's from Tokyo.”
Notes/Warnings: For JE Smut/Kink Meme Nov. 09. Gossip Girl and Hana Yori Dango, WHY NOT



When she reaches Chuck's suite at the Palace, he's shoving a drink in some pretty Asian guy's hand.

“New friend, Chuck?” Blair asks, a little annoyed that there's someone else in the room at all. He'd called with that usual tone in his voice, and Dorota thinks she's at Tiffany's.

Chuck just smirks that usual asshole smirk, patting his companion on the shoulder. The guy's cute, though his hair's a bit overdone. She can see immediately why Chuck's drawn to him - they both share the same strange fashion sense. Where Chuck's in a purple dress shirt with a sea foam green tie, his friend has on a well-tailored suit with tails on the jacket (Tails! At 3:00 in the afternoon!) and a blood red tie.

“Blair Waldorf, I'd like you to meet Tsukasa Domyouji. He's from Tokyo.”

The guy's gripping the glass of vodka tightly, looking rather uncomfortable. He does, however, incline his head adorably and says “Nice meet you” which warms her heart the slightest bit. She sets down her handbag and takes off her gloves and jacket.

“Where did you find him, Bass? Is there a rich young foreigners section at your usual brothel now?”

Chuck squeezes Tsukasa's shoulder, almost possessively, and this gets her blood boiling a little. Well. She saw where this could go - unless she intervened. She walks closer, noticing how Tsukasa's trying to be polite and not stare at the way the Nicole Farhi dress hugs her hips. They clearly teach their boys better over there (although Blair still isn't sure what the hell a Pokemon is and doesn't really want to) since Chuck's had his eyes on her chest since she walked in the door.

“Turns out,” Chuck says, sipping from his own glass, sloshing around the liquid within, “that our Japanese friend still has his V card.”

Blair's eyes widen, and Tsukasa seems a little confused. He's not very fluent, the poor thing, and Chuck knows it. He damn well knows it as he leers at Blair over the rim of his glass. Chuck has plucked a good-looking virgin from the local sushi house or wherever, and he's determined to break him in. Well, not if Blair has anything to say about it.

She leans down to give Tsukasa as sympathetic a smile as she can manage. So cute and yet, so innocent. It's hard to believe with those pretty brown eyes, the little moles above and below his lips that she could reach out and touch if she wants to. Instead, she slips the glass from Tsukasa's fingers and takes a sip herself.

“Chuck, you called me here for a reason?”

He's already loosening his tie. Does Tsukasa know what's in store for him? “Oh Blair, I'm a generous man.” Blair's not letting Tsukasa look away as she leaves some lipstick around the rim of the glass. “I figure I've had my share of the unspoiled. Hell, I've had you...”

“Shut up.”

“Let me finish. I figure you haven't exactly had an opportunity yourself, what with Nathaniel's unfortunate behavior...”

“Chuck...”

He's squeezing Tsukasa's shoulders again, and the guy's blushing all the way to the tips of his ears. Blair almost wants to hug him as much as she wants to see what's under the fancy suit. “I thought I'd give him to you, Waldorf. Your very first virgin. Of course, I won't be too far away.”

She licks her lips. Usually, she likes everything for herself. The intimacy and attention that one on one grants, but he's so vulnerable and just so very pretty. His fingernails are as well-manicured as Blair's, so at the very least he takes good care of himself. He won't be crawling with disease like the others she imagines Chuck's had a good time with on one of his Rainbow Roll Tours of Asia.

“Tsukasa?” she asks, trying to smile pretty as she squeezes his hand. “You do know why this filthy American pig has brought you here, right?”

Chuck says nothing, leaving to turn down the bed and rummage in his fun drawer. She cups Tsukasa's cheek in her palm, and he shakily takes her hand, pressing the sweetest little kisses against each of her fingertips. “I...had girlfriend...she...” Tsukasa seems to be remembering something unpleasant. “I am in New York for now.”

Whatever issues Tsukasa has, Chuck didn't really seem to care before dragging him up to the hotel and calling her to join in. Typical Chuck Bass, with the emotional understanding of a dung beetle. She brings him out of the chair, and he's shorter than Chuck but taller than she is in her heels. He's built thinner than Chuck with almost feminine hips but broad shoulders.

For all that she wants to strip him down, she takes it slow, letting him rest his hands on her hips. He's still pretty awkward - just how withholding was that girlfriend of his back home, the poor guy? She holds his face between her hands, bringing him down for a kiss. He doesn't push the issue, letting her dictate the pace. What a gentleman! Then again, he's probably scared to death - in a strange hotel that he doesn't own with two people he doesn't really know. For all Blair knows, maybe the guy's one of those Japanese gangsters in the home land?

Chuck clears his throat. “Our guest is on a schedule, Waldorf. He's got a dinner tonight.”

“With the board of Bass Industries, hmm?” Blair inquires as Tsukasa nuzzles her neck, running his fingers up and down her bare arm.

“Just hurry it up.”

“Tsukasa,” she says, not really wanting him to stop. For all that Chuck can be accommodating, Blair is really loving the Japanese boy's attempts to please her. It's the earnestness in his face, the inability to really voice what he's thinking that's charming her out of her dress.

“Say 'onegai',” Chuck's telling her, watching from the bed with a predatory look. “I think that means please.”

“I'm not butchering his language so you can get your rocks off, Chuck.”

But it seems that Tsukasa's listening is better than his speaking because he backs away, still looking away as he shrugs out of his jacket and loosens his tie. “Let me do that,” Blair says, untying it, seeing how Tsukasa's licking his lips almost as if he misses her.

“I can?” he asks quietly, resting his thumb on the strap of her dress. That he asks is far more than Chuck would ever do, and it makes her weak, aching to continue. She turns, and he presses a soft kiss to her shoulder and pushes her hair aside, tugging the zipper of her dress down. She steps out of it, and he finally looks at her. He's not blushing now - he's finally loosened up.

“Today, Waldorf,” Chuck buzzkills at them, and she rolls her eyes, walking forward to force Tsukasa backward until he hits the bed and Blair shoves him down on the sheets. “Nice panties.”

Tsukasa perks up at a word he recognizes, and Blair just shakes her head. Chuck pulls Tsukasa back against the pillows with him. It seems that Chuck's been enjoying what he was watching but has no intention of spectating the whole time. Blair just stands at the foot of the bed in her underwear, heat building between her thighs as Chuck unbuttons Tsukasa's shirt and starts to kiss him. She knows that Chuck's holding back - he really is saving Tsukasa for her.

She slides the panties down, climbing up to straddle the other man. Chuck's got Tsukasa's head tilted back, licking along the man's throat but he holds out his palm and there's a condom waiting, ready for her to take. She sets it down beside her thigh as she unbuttons Tsukasa's pants - he makes the most sincere moan as she runs her fingers along his length.

Chuck's got the top half covered - Blair still gets to break the boy in. She pulls his slacks down, stroking him, but not too hard. He's still a virgin - it's not going to take much. Chuck gives her a wink before pulling Tsukasa's eager mouth back. She puts the condom on him, running her hands up and down his chest where it's exposed under his unbuttoned shirt. The red tie's loose around his neck, and Chuck's got it wrapped around his hand as Blair bites her lip, knowing she's more than ready.

Tsukasa gasps against Chuck's mouth as Blair lowers herself down onto him, and she closes her eyes, going almost too slowly. One of Tsukasa's hands finds her hip, fingers digging in as he struggles to keep up with Chuck's lips and tongue. Blair almost regrets that her first time had been in a damned limo - this kind of attention, this would have been far preferable.

She sets a pace she likes, holding in her own whimpers as she watches Chuck take Tsukasa's free hand to press it between his legs. Selfish bastard. Tsukasa jumps a bit, and Blair sighs, grinding down harder against him. She can't look away as Chuck unzips his fly, bringing Tsukasa's hand against him. It's too much though, Blair can see that since Chuck has to wrap his hand around Tsukasa's, moving it up and down at the same pace Blair's going.

Blair scratches her the nails on one hand down Tsukasa's stomach, gripping his fingers where they're still clinging to her hip. Chuck's a bastard, knowing that she's watching. He moans, low and barely in control, and that only sets Tsukasa off, a mixture of sighs and a language Blair doesn't understand. Her orgasm comes rippling through her before she realizes, watching Chuck force Tsukasa's hand up and down over and over again.

She cries out, wordless, shaking as Tsukasa starts moving his hips more erratically, arching into her as he comes himself, sweat running down from his curly hair as she rocks against him, body wanting, needing more. “Let me kiss him,” she begs Chuck. “Please.”

Chuck agrees, letting Tsukasa have his hand back. She leans forward and the Japanese boy's arms go around her waist as she tastes vodka and Chuck Bass on Tsukasa's lips. “Onegai,” she whispers as Chuck had instructed earlier, and she sees Tsukasa twitch a bit in reaction.

Tsukasa's still coming down, his whole body trembling as she nips at his chin, pressing her lips to the mole above his lip, the one below it. She hears Chuck come just inches away, but all she wants to do is kiss this boy that she'll probably never meet again. He has a hand in her hair, and when Chuck gets himself situated, he gets greedy. Not that Blair minds when she feels Chuck's hand between her legs, stroking. “Mine,” she thinks she hears him say, but she's probably imagining it.

She presses desperate kisses to Tsukasa's mouth, barely able to catch her breath as she moves against Chuck's hand, already feeling her body react again. This one hits harder, more aggressive - a Chuck Bass exclusive. Tsukasa swallows her cry, fingertips along her spine as Chuck strokes her to completion. One on one is great, Blair realizes - but she's not entirely averse to this now.

-

Tsukasa actually bows to her, well, to her and Chuck both once he's had his shower and he's back in his suit, ready to go wherever Chuck's taking him next.

“It's my understanding that the Domyouji Group bigwigs will be staying in New York at least through the new year,” Chuck murmurs in her ear as Tsukasa stands up again. “We'll have to find some time in our schedule again.”

“Has been pleasure to meet you,” he says, a different spark in his eye now.

“The pleasure's been mine,” she says, back in her dress and coat, but not entirely back in reality. It still feels like she's floating. Chuck just blows her a kiss as he escorts his guest out, leaving her in his hotel room to catch her breath.

tv: hana yori dango, c: domyouji tsukasa (hana yori dango), tv: gossip girl, c: chuck bass (gossip girl), c: blair waldorf (gossip girl)

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