𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟏-𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐟 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐢𝐞!

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Warnings: Lime, Mature Language, Mentions of Eating Disorders, Eating disorders, sexuality mentioned, alcohol abuse.

A/N: With this being my second favourite thanksgiving episode I split it in half!

❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭! 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝!❞

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❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭! 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝!❞

𝘼𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙂𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙥 𝙂𝙞𝙧𝙡'𝙨 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙩𝙤𝙥. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙭𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙄'𝙢 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙨. 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮. 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙣, 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨.

"𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 I requested this you'd refuse." I hummed lying on my front as Chuck's fingers brushed against the skin of my bare back. "I wanted to treasure this beautiful skin before I leave." Chuck confessed pressing a kiss against my back. "Mmm... I think I asked for a massage Mr Bass." I squirmed as he chuckled slowly rolling the pads of his thumbs into my back.

"Patience kitten, I'll give you your Thanksgiving treat." He replied as I moaned at the massage. "Where are you this year?" I asked him softly as waves of pleasure waved through my veins. "I think I'm going to Tuscany, my father wants to act as if we're a family for a holiday... Probably to impress Lily but I'll take it." Chuck admitted accidentally digging his nails into my skin.

"Christ Chuck!" I grumbled lifting myself up causing him to roll on my bed and I scrambled near him trying to help not hit the headboard. "Sorry but you really dug into my back." I admitted throwing my tank back on but it didn't stop his quip.

"Now that was a nice view." He smirked as I laid next to him. "I'm sorry that your dad feels that way about you." I spoke to him. "It's what's expected of me, I'm the bad boy remember." Chuck scoffed. "You're more than that... I just pray my parents avoid any arguing about my fathers partner." I sighed but placed an arm around him. "Everyone's damaged.. Doesn't mean it makes it any less painful." I softly said kissing his cheek.

"Never knew you were a poet Waldorf." He smirked pressing a kissing against my lips. "I'm many things." I smirked as Chuck moved me closer toward him. "How are you gonna cope with me gone for a whole week?" He wondered as I rolled my eyes. "How's your body going to cope?" Chuck whispered out running his hands down my tank top. "I'll be left to my own devices." I smirked before smashing my lips against his.

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