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Happy Limoversary!

fuckyeahchairandleighted:

11/07/2007 - 11/07/2011

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It was so tempting to change hue of the memory, now that so much had passed between them. She wished that she could call that night a moment of fate: that she had merely realized existing feelings for him after that intoxicating evening of dancing for him. Of course, in reality there had been no hint of the love that caused her to ache now as his hands travelled across the well-known plane of her skin.
If she were honest with herself, she was convinced that their first time together had interrupted the proper march of fate. It had been a moment of personal choice – one that had teetered between reality and potential, until she had made her decision.
It would have been so easy to keep that gulf between them, as she leant her head against the window of his luxurious car. With each inch of upholstery that she covered, propelling herself to him, she had known that she was working against the pull of destiny. This was just Blair and Chuck and a moment that would change everything.
Even after she had kissed him, she had been certain that it would end there. A passionate kiss shared between old friends that they would feel awkward about until it had receded to the distant recesses of their history. Something that people would be surprised to learn about in the years to come: something that had not amounted to anything.
It was not until that searing moment when he had asked, “you sure?” that she realized just how significant tonight could be.
Two things had struck her almost simultaneously: the first was the shock that Chuck imagined that she would have sex with him, because that was clearly what his question was directed at. Until that moment, the possibility of sex with Chuck Bass had been no more than an idle fantasy. He was, after all, the village bicycle – everyone had had a ride. And at a time when she had been utterly unschooled in the ways of sex, he had seemed to be the embodiment of it. The unapologetic way he teased her with descriptions of the sticky, heated scenes he had shared with any number of women enthralled and disgusted her. They stayed with her and formed the substance of her pondering about the “whole sex thing”.
The second thought followed so soon after, that even at the time Blair had been surprised.
Why not?
That had been her thought. Why shouldn’t she let Chuck act on those inconsequential moments that had passed between them over the years? Why shouldn’t she just let him open her world to these things that she had never experienced? There was a slight thrill at the fact he had asked her – it made her feel sexy to think that this new activity was available to her. It made her feel grown up.
So she had kissed him again, curious and strangely flattered. She never answered his question; she was not at all sure. In fact, it would have been impossible for her to be sure about what she was doing. This was new to her.
And at first it had been simple; it was nothing that she and Nate hadn’t been doing for years. She had even grown to consider herself good at it: she straddled him, kissing him with a fervour that surprised even her.
Vaguely remembering a thought she had once had about him – that with Chuck, you could say and do anything without embarrassment – Blair experimented with the boundaries of her newfound identity.
“I want you to fuck me,” she said into his ear.
She would never forget the look on his face. When he’s pulled back, she had been mortified that the words had sounded wrong from her. Even in her sexy negligee, after her uncharacteristic striptease she felt certain that her mask had fallen and that he would see that she was nothing more than a silly little girl trying to play grown up.
But his face had registered something different entirely. They looked up at her, as her arms wrapped around his neck, and she realized suddenly that he wanted her desperately. That this phrase from him lips was enough to drive him mad with the passion of it.
“Yes,” he whispered.
And he pushed her onto her back.
It was then that she forgot about the voices in her head, the niggling doubts – the sense that this was quite simply not happening. Because Chuck’s kisses were fervent, and his hands were so sure that she didn’t doubt their passage over her skin. And from the moment that his hands slipped under her silky dress and into her underpants, she had been addicted to this burning, insatiable need for him.
It was as if he had flung open a door in her brain: and the only voice that called out from inside said his name.
With an intensity that surprised her, he asked her, “Do you want me to fuck you?”
The worshipful way he gazed at her body, at odds with the smutty words that fell from his mouth was too much for her, and she gasped pitifully, “Yes.”
“Say it again.”
And so she said it over and over, as his mouth and hands roamed over her naked, as he teasingly refused to give her this primordial release that she wanted so desperately. And so began their battle of the wills as she ran her hands over his body, searching for any weak spot, any chink in the armour that would compel him to give her what she sought.
It had been surprising, the electricity between them. Until that point, Blair had never known herself to be passionate. The palpable electricity had lasted until those final moments of release, when he had collapsed next to her and she had awkwardly pulled on her slip. He had followed suit, feeling foolish being the only one naked. She had been determined to appear as cosmopolitan as he was: she didn’t want him to feel obligated to hold her, while his mind ticked over onto other things.
Ironically, all he had wanted was for her to lie there with him, naked and unashamed. But, even at this point in their relationship, the desire never to be the weaker party was too strong to ignore.

- The Unbearable Lightness of being Chuck and Blair

“Prohibition never stood a chance against exhibition. It’s human nature to be free. And no matter how long you try to be good, you can’t keep a bad girl down.” - 1.07 Victor, Victrola

Happy Limoversary! Help us celebrate this amazing couple that started 4 years ago. Share your favorite graphics, post your thoughts, share amazing vids, and tweet your thoughts to @GGWriters, @CW_network, and @savechuckblair! Remember to use the tag #Limoversary

savechuckandblair:

3 days left until LIMOVERSARY! Send us videos that you think encompass Chuck and Blair’s journey, and remember to watch Monday at 8/7c! Tweet @GGWriters, @JoshSchwartz and @CW_Network on November 7th to thank them for giving us this epic couple!

cornelia-b:

7th episode each season has always been Chuck and Blair centric.
Remember Victor, Victrola was aired on November 7th, 2007?
Join us tweeting #savechuckandblair and #limoversary on November 7th, 2011 to celebrate 4 years of Chair’s epic story. 

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