Just Dessert
Title: Just Dessert
Rating: M/NC-17 (whichever you use)
Words: 1000 -/+
Pairing: Chuck/Blair
Spoilers: Uh, none really. Hopefully you have seen 3.01.
Summary: The continuation of the C/B roleplay scene of 3.01.
Note: GG isn't mine. Thanks to Dawn for the beta. Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!
"Waiter! This glass is dirty! And I have been waiting far too long!"
He showed up from behind her. Just on time, just as planned. "Well, I apologize, Miss. Surely there is some way that I can make up for the poor service?"
"I can think of a few ways."
That was how their game began. Blair was the unsatisfied customer who demanded satisfaction. Chuck was the waiter who gave that and then some. Here, they didn't do appetizers, they skipped straight to dessert. It was one of their favorite games. Namely because they always came up with new ways to have sex. Being a couple now had some advantages. The idiot girls they fooled were some of them. Roleplaying was another. The waiter/patron game was a particularly fun gem. She would be the impatient patron who wanted satisfaction after a bad service. She would get 'dessert' in place of the bad service. Only dessert. Dessert was always sweet and it was a treat.
She pulled him down and they got into it. First came the kisses, then came the undressing. Her bra and underwear were already on the ground. He cupped her left breast and she shuddered. Her nipples were hard from the cold air in the room. Perfect. Normally he liked them soft and round but pointed and hard had its advantages as well. They were fun to pinch and, according to Blair, not nearly as painful for her. He pinched her and she squealed.
"Did that hurt?"
"Do it again!"
He did and this time they started working their way down. He kissed the nape of her neck all the way down to her navel. He had to stop right before he got there. The pussy. Warm. Inviting. Delicious. He had seen it so many times and every time it was the same.
"Too fast?"
"Hmm?"
"Am I going too fast?" Blair pulled away from him for a second. "I think you're losing your touch, Bass. Catch up with me."
"I'm not Bass tonight, Blair."
"Sorry. I'm just upset by this service. My dishes were dirty. My food was cold. My meat was still pink in the center when I didn't want it to be. I never got my appetizer and now you must make it up. Because I want dessert, waiter. A free one for all your incompetence!" she demanded.
"So sorry for ruining your evening, Miss."
"It's not completely ruined." Her mouth fell on his and her tongue slithered down his throat. Then she got out and put her teeth on his bowtie. Then She yanked it off, something he had never seen her do. "I like dessert so far."
"Do you want more?"
"I demand more for all that you haven't done!"
He felt the warmth of her pussy pressed against his crotch. Oh God, did Blair know how to turn him on. Funny. The moment he started pulling down her underwear, he thought she was the one who was supposed to get horny. He had no problems in this department. Not that she did either. Her clitoris was always so inviting. It was a funny to think of a clitoris that way but it fit. It always drew him to her. It had done it the night he watched her dance at Victrola. It did it in the limo. It was doing it right now.
"Do you want more, Miss?"
"Take me, Bass," she whispered.
"That's not my name tonight." He reminded her.
"I don't care." Her leg wrapped around his body and her pussy came a lot closer. He put his fingers down there and felt it. Still hot. Still wet. Still waiting for him to get in. His cock brushed against it and she groaned as he stuck it in. So much for a small treat, she was getting every dessert on the menu. The warm waters of her insides did wonders for him. Condom or not, every feeling was fantastic. He could feel her grinding against him now. Little Miss Patron knew just what to do to get her satisfaction and dessert.
"You're so hot right now," he murmured and watched as her eyes rolled back into her head. "Care for more dessert, Miss?"
"I want it all!" she exclaimed and that's when it hit. Jackpot. He screamed and yelped like a happy puppy. Damn, did Blair have a high pitched shriek when he scored with her. "Yes! That's it! Right there! Take me away, waiter!"
"Come on..." He tried pleading to her. It was almost embarrassing but fortunately they were not doing it in public. He pleaded to no one and especially not to anyone's pussy.
"Harder!"
He went on her harder. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders and she moaned softly. He gritted his teeth and kept at it. Everything below her was wet and thick. She was pink like the majority of his wardrobe. So pink, so cute yet already an expert at this. Deflowering her was one of the best things he could have done. He knew she believed that too.
"Yes! YES!"
That was how it went for the next couple of hours. He scored, she scored, her pussy was rewarded, and she got dessert. Eventually, she had worked him senseless and they had to stop. Her grinding had been painful but the kind of pain that they both liked. A little harder than auction paddles, a little less than abuse. It was how they liked the sex. The perfect balance.
"...How was it?" He had to ask. She brushed the hair out of her face and looked happy. He had done his job. She had gotten what she wanted. Maybe they could spend the rest of their nights inside instead of humiliating idiots. Sex was always better than a quick makeout in a dark room. Just like dessert was always one of the best things about a seven course meal.
"I'm satisfied...for now," she said. "But I'm coming back tomorrow and I expect good service again. Or I may get another free dessert out of you."
"Then I look forward to it, Miss."
-FIN-
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A/N: It's a late Valentine's Day present for all of you. I wanted to get this out sooner but couldn't so here it is now! I wanted to just do one smutty CB fanfic with no plot whatsoever in it for a change. I promise I will get back to my other fics as soon as the inspiration hits me. I've been busy with a few other original works as well as dealing with going back to work and some family tragedy. But as I get back into the swing of things, I should be getting back to a normal posting schedule. Until then, I hope you enjoyed this diddy.
Rating: M/NC-17 (whichever you use)
Words: 1000 -/+
Pairing: Chuck/Blair
Spoilers: Uh, none really. Hopefully you have seen 3.01.
Summary: The continuation of the C/B roleplay scene of 3.01.
Note: GG isn't mine. Thanks to Dawn for the beta. Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!
"Waiter! This glass is dirty! And I have been waiting far too long!"
He showed up from behind her. Just on time, just as planned. "Well, I apologize, Miss. Surely there is some way that I can make up for the poor service?"
"I can think of a few ways."
That was how their game began. Blair was the unsatisfied customer who demanded satisfaction. Chuck was the waiter who gave that and then some. Here, they didn't do appetizers, they skipped straight to dessert. It was one of their favorite games. Namely because they always came up with new ways to have sex. Being a couple now had some advantages. The idiot girls they fooled were some of them. Roleplaying was another. The waiter/patron game was a particularly fun gem. She would be the impatient patron who wanted satisfaction after a bad service. She would get 'dessert' in place of the bad service. Only dessert. Dessert was always sweet and it was a treat.
She pulled him down and they got into it. First came the kisses, then came the undressing. Her bra and underwear were already on the ground. He cupped her left breast and she shuddered. Her nipples were hard from the cold air in the room. Perfect. Normally he liked them soft and round but pointed and hard had its advantages as well. They were fun to pinch and, according to Blair, not nearly as painful for her. He pinched her and she squealed.
"Did that hurt?"
"Do it again!"
He did and this time they started working their way down. He kissed the nape of her neck all the way down to her navel. He had to stop right before he got there. The pussy. Warm. Inviting. Delicious. He had seen it so many times and every time it was the same.
"Too fast?"
"Hmm?"
"Am I going too fast?" Blair pulled away from him for a second. "I think you're losing your touch, Bass. Catch up with me."
"I'm not Bass tonight, Blair."
"Sorry. I'm just upset by this service. My dishes were dirty. My food was cold. My meat was still pink in the center when I didn't want it to be. I never got my appetizer and now you must make it up. Because I want dessert, waiter. A free one for all your incompetence!" she demanded.
"So sorry for ruining your evening, Miss."
"It's not completely ruined." Her mouth fell on his and her tongue slithered down his throat. Then she got out and put her teeth on his bowtie. Then She yanked it off, something he had never seen her do. "I like dessert so far."
"Do you want more?"
"I demand more for all that you haven't done!"
He felt the warmth of her pussy pressed against his crotch. Oh God, did Blair know how to turn him on. Funny. The moment he started pulling down her underwear, he thought she was the one who was supposed to get horny. He had no problems in this department. Not that she did either. Her clitoris was always so inviting. It was a funny to think of a clitoris that way but it fit. It always drew him to her. It had done it the night he watched her dance at Victrola. It did it in the limo. It was doing it right now.
"Do you want more, Miss?"
"Take me, Bass," she whispered.
"That's not my name tonight." He reminded her.
"I don't care." Her leg wrapped around his body and her pussy came a lot closer. He put his fingers down there and felt it. Still hot. Still wet. Still waiting for him to get in. His cock brushed against it and she groaned as he stuck it in. So much for a small treat, she was getting every dessert on the menu. The warm waters of her insides did wonders for him. Condom or not, every feeling was fantastic. He could feel her grinding against him now. Little Miss Patron knew just what to do to get her satisfaction and dessert.
"You're so hot right now," he murmured and watched as her eyes rolled back into her head. "Care for more dessert, Miss?"
"I want it all!" she exclaimed and that's when it hit. Jackpot. He screamed and yelped like a happy puppy. Damn, did Blair have a high pitched shriek when he scored with her. "Yes! That's it! Right there! Take me away, waiter!"
"Come on..." He tried pleading to her. It was almost embarrassing but fortunately they were not doing it in public. He pleaded to no one and especially not to anyone's pussy.
"Harder!"
He went on her harder. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders and she moaned softly. He gritted his teeth and kept at it. Everything below her was wet and thick. She was pink like the majority of his wardrobe. So pink, so cute yet already an expert at this. Deflowering her was one of the best things he could have done. He knew she believed that too.
"Yes! YES!"
That was how it went for the next couple of hours. He scored, she scored, her pussy was rewarded, and she got dessert. Eventually, she had worked him senseless and they had to stop. Her grinding had been painful but the kind of pain that they both liked. A little harder than auction paddles, a little less than abuse. It was how they liked the sex. The perfect balance.
"...How was it?" He had to ask. She brushed the hair out of her face and looked happy. He had done his job. She had gotten what she wanted. Maybe they could spend the rest of their nights inside instead of humiliating idiots. Sex was always better than a quick makeout in a dark room. Just like dessert was always one of the best things about a seven course meal.
"I'm satisfied...for now," she said. "But I'm coming back tomorrow and I expect good service again. Or I may get another free dessert out of you."
"Then I look forward to it, Miss."
-FIN-
~ ~ ~
A/N: It's a late Valentine's Day present for all of you. I wanted to get this out sooner but couldn't so here it is now! I wanted to just do one smutty CB fanfic with no plot whatsoever in it for a change. I promise I will get back to my other fics as soon as the inspiration hits me. I've been busy with a few other original works as well as dealing with going back to work and some family tragedy. But as I get back into the swing of things, I should be getting back to a normal posting schedule. Until then, I hope you enjoyed this diddy.