Dynamic: Forget the Box

A few of you have been kind enough to play with me, through private messages, chat, or e-mail, and now I’ve been asked for a proper teaser post. That said, this story concept is still *very* in development, and will be extremely time consuming when I really start to write it. Because…

I am writing two stories. One plot… but two evolutions. A sort of ‘Choose Your Own Chuck and Blair’ (lord, I just dated myself there, didn’t I?). On Fanfiction.net you will find Ascension: White Star, while on Gossip-fic.net you will find Ascension: Dark Star. I think the general deviations are clear in their titles, no? There will be games, and smut, but many of you know what I was capable of with Run Devil Run where darkness is concerned. That said, I will not be revisiting those themes on the whole- this is a different layer of darkness. 

Ready for a tease? How about when Chuck first meets Blair in White Star? And please let me know what you think- of the tease, and/or the concept on the whole?

“Tell me what you did tonight?”

“Vodka… and scotch, of course, and… lots of shots of… something. Weed… and there was definitely some coke in there at some point, but… I’m not sure when,” he mused. 

Blair went to get water and painkillers for him- it might help at least a little? When she returned to his bedside, she forced the water and drugs on him, “Here, at least try to curb your hangover. It won’t undo the holes in your brain, or the liver damage, but you might feel a little less awful when you wake up.”

She busied herself pulling his blinds closed while she waited for him to drink all of the large glass of water. Finished, she pulled the empty vessel from his fingers. 

“Quite the little domestic, aren’t you?” he murmured as he watched her.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” she quipped.

He grabbed her arm, “Yes. I would.”

Chuck pulled on her roughly, surprising her, she fell towards him. He leaned up, meeting her halfway, his mouth capturing hers. Shocked, the glass fell from her hand, making a soft thud as it landed in the thick soft carpet. He smelled of alcohol, the scent of his cologne underneath, his mouth was insistent- strong and teasing, as his arms snaked around her waist, luring her into his bed.