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The next morning, he was driving Blair to NYU. “Are you sure you want to drive me to the dorms?” Blair asked. “I don’t think Chuck will take that well.”

He was amused by her tone. She did her best to sound concerned, but her excitement was too obvious. She enjoyed the idea of a new, mysterious visitor fighting with Chuck for her. He didn’t mind it either. It was a fun change of pace.

“As I said, I’m not scared of a spoiled boy who thinks he’s ruling the world just because he has a bit of money. All that matters is what you want to do. If you want me to disappear, I will.”

“Really?” she said, her tone shifting just like it did whenever he actually offered her a choice of turning it into a bargain or pressuring her to make a choice.

“Naturally. Just because I don’t care about the rules of the Upper East Side doesn’t mean I can’t guess how they work in a general sense. My presence creates a lot of social waves, but you’re the one that has to shoulder the consequences. Good and bad. The least I can do is to leave the choice in your hands.”

She remained silent for a while. “You’re weird,” she said after several minutes.

“Thanks,” he said smugly.

“It’s not a compliment …” she started, echoing the talk from last night, then paused, giggling. “No. You’re right. It’s a compliment.” She sighed. “Why don’t you move here? We’ll rule the Upper East Side.”

He chuckled. “I’m more of a mysterious cowboy from a western.”

“Too bad you can’t shoot just as well,” she said. He could, but he didn’t mention it. Blair wasn’t the kind of girl that would be impressed by it. She took another deep breath. “To answer your question… If you are willing to take the risk, I would love if you could walk me to my dorm. I don’t want to do the walk of shame.”

He nodded. When he parked his car, he made sure to pick a spot with multiple security cameras, as vandalizing his car was something Chuck would do to prove a point. He hoped that Chuck would do so. It would make his life much easier. Since it was a rental, he didn’t care about the car.

As they walked, he noticed some of the early risers pointing at them. Blair might not have succeeded in ‘taking over’ the school like she had wished, but she was still a famous face, a constant staple in the ubiquitous Gossip Girl, not to mention the local newspapers.

Seeing her locking arms with a man in the morning, after they had been photographed leaving an event, was better than a direct statement as far as gossip was concerned.

Predictably, Blair was very happy about it. “Smile for the pictures,” she whispered.

“No,” he said, which surprised her. “Trust me. You’ll look better in the arms of a dark, cool stranger than a cheerful, smiling idiot. From a man, smiles mean eagerness. A blank expression means they can write their stories about me. And all of those stories will have you as the heroine.”

Her eyes widened. “Interesting perspective.”

He wasn’t exaggerating. He knew exactly how to maximize his impact, especially since, the last few days had finally brought his Charisma in line with the other stats.

Together, they turned what would have been a walk of shame into a red carpet declaration. “God, I hope Georgina is not in my room with Dan. I can’t deal with them,” she said.

“Georgina?” he asked, and was delivered a quick lesson on Georgina’s highlights. Frankly, even with his ability to discern lies, he would have assumed Blair was exaggerating or misremembering. However, since he had seen the show, he knew that the situation was the opposite.

Even Blair wasn’t aware of the full range of Georgina’s activities; let alone everything else she would do in the future. “I just hope I won’t walk into her with that pasty boy Dan again,” she said. “She’s so annoying.”

He chuckled. “You’re really bothered about her, then,” he said.

“Are you going to say ignore her, or make peace with her?” she said.

That earned a laugh. “I came to the Upper East Side because a spoiled billionaire annoyed me. Do you think I’ll advise you to turn the other cheek?” he said.

She giggled. “You have a point,” she admitted, then her smirk turned vicious. “Maybe I should pay her in kind. Do you mind making out with me until we send her running away?”

“I can’t,” he said, and she turned to him, shocked. “I’m really self-conscious about my body,” he added. Blair looked at him blankly. “Oh, your face,” he said, chuckling.

“Bastard,” she said, slapping his shoulder, which made him smile.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to teach her that her place is under us,” he said. He had a good idea that she would end up under him in a more literal manner. The trick was to convince Blair to assist rather than panic.

They continued to chat until they reached her dorm. Unfortunately, Georgina was in the room.

Well, unfortunately for Blair. He was more than happy to tangle with Georgina. She might be weird, obsessive, and socially manipulative to a freaky degree, but she was also hot enough to clear Barney’s famous Hot-Crazy scale.

Also, on the show, he always wondered if Georgina was a true sociopath manipulating people just to feel something, or she was an ultimate example of the proverb ‘the child who is not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth.’

Either way, he would have fun finding out. Georgina’s sole danger was in social manipulation, exclusively of her rich friend circle, and that was a game he didn’t play.

The dorms were nice, but ultimately, they were still dorms.

Georgina stood up, waving her hair while she did her best to smile confidently, but he could see that it was fragile. Remembering the show, she had just been dumped by Dan a few hours ago after Serena intervened.

Her smile suggested that his entrance hadn’t changed the story.

"Blair." The smile widened. "And a guest. How scandalous. I was beginning to think you'd never come back. I've been so bored, just waiting here, trying to rub your nose with my success."

Blair stopped dead, her posture turning sharp and dangerous. "Georgina. What a disappointing way to start a day," Blair muttered, her hand shifting higher on his arm. “And, don’t look so smug. You’re not beautiful enough to survive the lines.”

“How could I not, when that little guest for the photo managed to ruin your life that easily,” she said. “Were you disappointed to learn that there’s no NYU chapter for La Table E'litaire?”

That kind of information would have sent Blair spiraling any other time, but after the night they spent, it was difficult for her to flare. “There isn’t?” Blair said with a shrug. It was a natural reaction rather than a careful facade, which was why it hit Georgina even harder. “Then I should thank you, because indirectly, you set me up with Ethan,” she said, rose on her tiptoes, and kissed him. “Now, leave … or stay. Maybe you’ll learn something,” she added.

He was impressed. He didn’t even start goading Blair, and she did what he needed.

Georgina’s expression made it clear that it was something she had said to Blair before.

Blair smirked at her silence, grabbed his shirt, pushed him onto the bed, and started kissing him hard. Since this was her revenge, he let her take the lead, not interrupting her even though what she was doing was a mistake.

Blair was under the impression that she played a winning hand. Georgina was even more of a party girl, and she had just been dumped because of a ploy that failed. She was too stubborn to retreat.

She walked toward the door. Blair smirked. She locked the door. Blair’s smile faded. “I think I want to learn something,” she said, not missing Blair’s panic. “After all, it’s what college is for, right? Also, I want to see how this mystery man stacks up against our usual Manhattan breed.”

“You’ll stay?” Blair said.

“Unless you’re scared,” Georgina said. “I hope the mystery man here can handle the critique. It’d be a shame if he had some performance problems.”

He had to admit. Georgina was good. That last sentence alone would have shattered the confidence of a lot of men, especially when combined with her sharp, clinical gaze.

“Do I get a black belt if I get your approval, Sensei?” he asked, even as he squeezed Blair’s hip, signaling her to leave the lead.

Georgina seemed surprised at his interjection. Blair, encouraged by his touch, and still riding the high of her multiple orgasms from the last night, decided to be more daring, and nodded. “Fine. Don’t forget to take notes, just in case Humpty Humphrey gets a wandering eye again. For a Cabbage Patch from Brooklyn lucky enough to date Manhattan royalty, he can be surprisingly flaky,” Blair said.

He kissed her neck, distracting her from seeing the full impact of her words, because those words landed even harder than Blair intended due to very recent breakup. He distracted Blair because he didn’t want Georgina to lose that quickly.

Where was the fun in that?

So, while Georgina was busy trying to recover from the devastating hit, he focused on Blair, removing her outfit piece by piece, his fingers dancing on her body tenderly. Then, for the next ten minutes, he alternated between kissing her and licking her body, and in the end, he went down between her legs, giving her an excellent oral performance.

[Achievement complete. Help Blair deliver a devastating blow to her rival, with style.

Challenge: Hard]

[+10 Perception

1 Random Gold Skill

1 Random Gold Reward]

He picked the stat.

That had two aims. The first part was naturally about giving Blair a devastating orgasm that shortcircuited her for at least a minute, leaving her trembling, with her face buried in the pillow.

The second was to look meek and submissive, at least to a degree that Georgina would believe she could manipulate him easily.

A trick that worked. The devastating blow that showed Blair enjoying a rather spectacular orgasm from an attentive, submissive, and handsome man contrasted greatly with what she lost. Especially since the show made it clear that Georgina actually cared about Dan in her very damaged, manipulative way.

While Blair kept the pillow pressed to her face, Georgina stood up and started stripping slowly. He had to admit; she knew exactly how to play on her allure. Her underwear was too fancy to be casual, suggesting he wasn’t the intended audience.

He made sure to look captivated by the show, only turning away when Blair moved the pillow away, giving Georgina the feedback she desperately needed after her breakup.

“Georgina!” Blair gasped when she saw her roommate stripped to her underwear, but that was the extent of her reaction.

“What? Unlike you, I’m still wearing clothes,” she said, lying back on her bed. “Now, are you going to continue with the show? I still need to learn.”

Georgina’s challenge hung in the air like a gauntlet. Not wanting to break character and ruin his fun too soon, he lay on his back and pulled Blair on top. He gathered his hands on his head. “Just like last night,” he whispered.

“R-right,” she whispered, grabbing his hands as she mounted him in the cowgirl position once more. She lowered herself slowly, letting out a gasp as his girth spread her walls more than she was used to.

She slipped easily, as she was soaked. She might not be entirely comfortable with the way the challenge was going, but that didn’t prevent her from getting sopping wet.

Her pace was slow at first, savoring his presence even as she kept her hands around his wrists, looking dominant. At the same time, he checked Georgina’s focus and noticed she was very attentive to the way Blair was grabbing his wrists.

With her personality, her being tempted by domination was no surprise, especially with a subject like him. The fact that he was using his acting talent to sell his ‘submission’ to her deepened her misunderstanding even more.

He had no fear of Blair misunderstanding his kinks, not after last night. Blair’s thighs tightened around his waist as she did her best to ride him, the pace getting wilder and wilder.

Even from his ‘submissive’ position, he had too many tricks to drive her to another climax. “Yes, yes, yes,” Blair moaned, barely keeping her voice below the scandalous range, her eyes closed with pleasure as she climaxed, sliding up.

Which was why she missed Georgina getting rid of her top before she slid between his legs, her gaze hungry and victorious at the same time, wanting to ruin Blair’s mood and get a taste at the same time.

Talk about a strategically misguided decision.

Showing no hint of shame, she slid between his legs, her lips landing on the head. Her smile was one of a cocktease. Normally, he wouldn’t mind, but if there was a woman that needed a firm hand, it was Georgina.

Said firm hand wrapped around her hair, pushing her down. Her eyes widened, reminding him of Annie somewhat, though she was more like Evil Annie rather than regular Annie.

Blair’s eyes widened as she heard the sound, but before she could pull back, he kissed her hard. “You wanted her under us,” he whispered. “Let me make it a reality.”

Her eyes widened as she caught the implication. Framed any other way, Blair would have slapped him. But, a victory against her old rival was too valuable, especially after two more orgasms to rewrite her senses even more. She nodded, then slid off the bed, watching him fuck Georgina’s face.

He could see that her expression shifted as she noted his aggression, different from what they shared in the hotel room. There, they were passionate. Here, he was domineering and aggressive.

He let her pull back after some time. “Are you still sure you want a turn after seeing what you have to deal with?” he said. Her eyes stayed wide, clearly caught surprised. “Sweetie. Blair went to a lot of trouble seducing me. Sharing a beautiful glance across a crowded room, wooing me during an auction, even creating a competition to date me covertly.”

Blair gasped. “Hey—“ she started, then her eyes widened. “Damn, that’s how it happened. Me, Blair Waldorf, actually chased and seduced a man. What a world…”

He turned his attention back to Georgina. “And, sweetie. You had snuck into my bed like a little horny whore. If you want to leave, leave. Otherwise, I’ll treat you like you deserve.”

Blair laughed from the side. “There’s no way she can handle it. She’s all talk…” Blair said. He would have respected her timing, but he could tell that she wasn’t trying to convince her to stay, but to scare her off. Meaning, she said the exact worst thing for her objectives.

Coming from Blair, it was to be expected.

Georgina might have refused the challenge any other time, but today, she shifted to a determined look before she captured his shaft once more. He pushed her down, treating her throat like a toy with one hand.

The other, he led Blair to sit next to him, and he started kissing her gently, the contrast apparent to both of them. Blair’s reaction, a smug satisfaction overlaying excitement and confusion, was predictable.

Georgina’s reaction was a bit of a surprise. He expected grudging acceptance at best, and refusing to play the game was also on the board, especially since he tapped his Intimidation Aura to show her that he was not a man to be messed with.

She was interesting, but he didn’t her believe that he could be manipulated without consequence, which would bring a lot of annoyance.

Yet, she surprised by accepting his aggression completely, her reaction even more intense than he expected. He made a note to delve into it at another time. Exploring her psyche could be fun, but not as much fun as a fun threesome, sweet and spicy at the same time.

Georgina’s throat was tight around his girth while he pushed her down hard, her gags making Blair kiss him even more passionately. For her, they were the soundtracks of her victory.

While he was kissing Blair’s breasts, he pulled Georgina off his cock with a wet pop, giving her a moment to gasp for air. “Good girl,” he praised her roughly before he plunged back, though her intense reaction to the call was another interesting note.

Blair stole his lips, enjoying the moment. Meanwhile, he shifted his foot, landing between Georgina’s legs, using his feet to tease her clit over her panties, his exceptional agility allowing him to pace it perfectly.

When she climaxed, it hit her hard, leaving her at the edge of consciousness. There, he pulled out and exploded on Georgina’s face. “I have to go.”

“Really,” Blair said.

“Yes, remember. I have idiots to counter-sue, billionaires to annoy,” he said, and kissed her before he stood up, fixing her clothes.

Meanwhile, Blair turned her attention to Georgina, her face covered with his seed. “That’s the perfect look for you,” Blair commented on Georgina with a chuckle, even as he started dressing. However, when Blair reached for her phone, he shook his head, not allowing her to take a picture.

He also let Georgina catch that while acting like he was trying to hide it from her.

[Achievement complete. Earn Georgina Sparks’ attention.

Challenge: Hard]

[+10 Intelligence

1 Random Gold Skill

1 Random Gold Reward]

He picked the stat again.

With that, he left them alone, excited by the possibility. He suspected that in all of Manhattan, he was the only one who would be happy about her ‘attention’. Her wild attitude was dangerous, especially with her conservative but distant family always shielding her from any real consequence, be it social or legal.

He was happy with the challenge.

&&&

When he returned to his car, he wasn’t surprised to find it smashed into pieces. However, to his surprise, the dashcam was intact, and showed Chuck smashing the car alone, with a perfect view.

He took the pictures and sent them to the insurance company, then also submitted an official complaint to the police.

Ordinarily, it was not something that they would chase, but it was one of the times it helped to have friends in an unconventional precinct like Nine-Nine. Since they were already pariahs to upper management, they were not afraid of ruffling feathers.

Including putting out an arrest warrant for billionaire Chuck Bass for vandalism, destruction of property, because a quick check of the dashcam showed that Chuck chose to visit directly, using the baseball bat to smash the car.

That alone was bad, but Chuck was suing his business aggressively at the same time, which meant the situation could easily be framed as legal tampering with the defendant. That horrible contract they offered, combined with the video and the vile insults Chuck was spilling on the camera would work wonders.

Not enough to actually send a billionaire to jail, of course, but enough to create a lot of trouble for him.

Of course, that was only because Chuck was a moron confident of his untouchable status. Anyone else would have sent goons. That way, proving a direct link would be very difficult.

He felt pity for Harvey. Defending an idiot could be shockingly difficult.