Falling down (Reira/Mature)

[Charles Bass]

"I will be on the roof. If I have visitors, tell them I'm not here...That I'm somewhere else like a meeting or at the school."
He told the door man. He made sure to say it sternly due to the fact he was an idiot and never listened to him. Maybe he will fire him. The man did his job poorly. Chuck would enter the elevator once the doorman had nodded to his agreement. Though he still seemed unsure, due to the fact Chuck smelled of liquor, and even holding a bottle.

Now he was on the roof, chugging the alcohol. Feeling the effects he looked over the edge. Just a simple jump, and he could end everything. He lost everything, even Reira told him he lost her. He didn't think he did, after all, he always ditched girls. He thought he was able to treat her like any other. Until she said those words he didn't think he cared, but now that she was gone, he missed her.

He stood up on the ledge and it started to rain. He took a heavy swig out from his bottle. Hazel looked up to the skies as rain trailed down his face. Charles took a step to the left and he almost slipped from the water on the smooth stone surface. Catching his balance he dropped the bottle over the edge and he looked over to watch it drop. The bottle had almost landed on someone and he didn't even show any care. Just one more step...no one cares.

After moments of just standing their he inhaled an closed his eyes.

"I'm Chuck Bass...No one cares!" he yelled...mocking himself.

[Reira DeMorvick]

Everything was perfect. Demetri was healing nicely, Mischa was safe and sound and Reira was back to her old self…or so everyone thought. Behind that smile she was suffering on the inside. How many times had she told herself that she was over Chuck? Sometimes she believed her lies, but then they caught up to her for what they really were…lies. Reira didn’t stop thinking about him since the funeral. As mad as she was at the man, he never left her thoughts.

Sighing, Reira threw her lips gloss roughly back into her make-up container. The brunette was in the washroom, perfecting her desired look for the evening. She had been invited to one of the Upper East Side parties that evening. Honestly, she was in no mood to go, but Demetri would think something was wrong if she dismissed a party. Kudos for hiding her mild depression. She walked into the living room in small, white heels, where she saw Demetri sitting with his lawyers. Odd.

“What are you looking at,” she said, standing behind the couch and looking at the papers in Demetri’s hand. Her father looked up at her and smiled unsure. “Bart’s Will.” Whoa what?! Reira was shocked. Demetri knew what she was thinking and explained. “Bart’s legacy was supposed to go to Chuck…but he refused to accept it, so the next in line is me.” Okay, double what?! This was wrong. Bass Enterprises belonged to Chuck, not Demetri! She knew how much Chuck tried to impress his father and Bart was giving him the company! It proved that he acknowledged Chuck’s abilities. “No…No!! This is Chucks!,” she said snatching the papers out of Demetri’s hand, locking the documents safely into a cabinet, the key in her purse. Demetri almost looked glad.“He just didn’t get it! Let me talk to him.” She was out the door and into a limo faster than Demetri could say coffee. The man just shrugged at the lawyers. “She’s persuasive.”

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Reira arrived at the Palace in record time. A heavy, yet soothing rain began to poor, instantly soaking her. Just as she was getting into the door, a bottle smashed not two steps in front of her. Holy crap! Looking up, the rain slightly stinging her eyes, she saw the silhouette of a man. She caught her breath. Is that…Chuck? Not sparing another moment to think, she ran inside the door and asked the first door man she saw. “Where’s Chuck! Is he here?!,” she spat. The man just shook his head and replied that he was at a meeting. Though there was something with the way he said it that made her untrusting of him. As much as she wanted to believe that the person that was about to take a suicide dive wasn’t Chuck, she just had to know. “Don’t you fucking lie to me! Where. Is. He.” That got his blood going. “U-upstairs. Said he was on the roof.”

Adrenaline spiked high, she entered the elevator and hit the button multiple times as if to urge it to go faster. Why? Why kill yourself! Please don’t jump. I’m coming, just please… As soon as the elevator let her off, she dashed through the corridor and burst through the door that led to the roof. Immediately the rain hit her and there was Chuck.

"I'm Chuck Bass...No one cares!"

“I do!,” she said, approaching him slowly, so as not to startle him. “Don’t you understand? I’ll always be here…I don’t want you going anywhere. So whatever you’re going to do to yourself, please don’t do that to me. I believe in you -- you‘re father believed in you!” She reached her hand out to him, her eyes frightened, but very sincere. All of his past rudeness to her didn't matter anymore. “Please Chuck. Don’t leave me.”


...and the rain poured.

[Charles Bass]

He heard the door open open and he turned to see Reira. She approached him in a white dress, looking as stunning as usual. She went on about how she wanted him to come down. H could probably believe those words. This girl would never piss off. She was there for him. Even after he was a jerk to her.

Reira held out her hand. Chuck stared for a moment, considering if he should take it or not. Then... He made the decision that will change his life. Chuck grabbed her hand and jumped down to her. A few moments of just staring in her eyes, he threw his arms around her. His right hand resting on the back of her head and the other on her shoulder blade. He buried his face in between her neck and shoulder.

He swayed her back and forth, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." he said, his words muffled from her shoulder. He separated from the embrace, the hand that was on her back moved to her cheek. The other hand still behind her head as his other hand's thumb massaged her cheek.

The water running down her soft skin, drawing out her delicate features. Her eyes were calling him closer, and closer did he get. He pressed his lips to hers.

[Reira DeMorvick]

Her breath was held in her chest. Her eyes begged him to take her hand and come down off the ledge and she wouldn’t breath again until he was standing safely beside her. And then, she let out a sigh of relief as she felt his warm hand find hers. She would raise her other arm, as if to catch him, Chuck jumping down showing he needed no help. Holding him at arm’s length, she choked back tears and lost herself in those eyes of his.

After that relief filled moment, Chuck pulled her towards him in an embrace. Reira wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him tightly, never wanting to let go. She almost lost him when she didn’t have him in the first place. Now Chuck was hers and she wasn’t ever going to let go. “Shh..it’s okay,” she whispered, holding him. “I’m here.” They stayed like that for a second longer, until Chuck pulled away, a hand resting on her cheek, the other behind her head. Reira smiled at him, incredibly happy that he was there with her.

Her eyes were warm and welcoming. She forgave him for everything…and just like that their lips were locked. It was a kiss that she had been yearning for. It felt different this time, like he cared for her just as much as she him. Her hands rested on his shoulders, squeezing them slightly. The rain continued to pour as the kiss intensified, Reira pressing her body into his. Her white dress was rather see through at this point, the soft fabric sticking to the curves of her body. She hardly cared.

She had Chuck.

[Charles Bass]

He pulled her close, wrapping his protective arms around her now cold body. He would warm her from the rain and make the kiss all the more deep. Her small frame fit into his perfectly. A piece he had been missing in his large and complicated puzzle.

His lips parted from hers, yet they wanted to be drawn back to those rosy lips. "I want you..." he paused; not used to the words he would be saying. "I want you to be mine."

He wouldn't know what to do if she were to turn him down... but everything felt right, asking the question he felt all the confidence in the world. He felt she would say yes so, in turn, he would pick her up and wrap her legs around his waist and would carry her back into the building. Even if she said no, he would want her for the night...

"What do you say?" his voice was low and had a ...manly husk.

[Reira DeMorvick]

A slight shiver cascaded down her body. It wasn’t from the cold however. The way Chuck held her, his fingertips sliding down her bare skin, the way his arms embraced her, and the way he kissed her, caused her body to react in ways that no one else made her feel. Their lips parted for a moment, her hand running through his hair. Her full lips parted in surprise when she heard what he said.

Her chest burned. Those words…those words was what she wanted to hear for a very long time. She placed her forehead to his, kissing him once slowly, lightly. “If I’m the only one, then I’m already yours,” she said, kissing him once more as he lifted her legs around his waist. She could feel the water run down her chest. Chuck carried her into the elevator and, as they were still roughly making out, Reira hit the button, or rather her butt did, that would take them to Chuck’s loft.

She tried so hard to make him hers. Now it was finally reality. Everything that happened now held so much more meaning, felt so much more pleasurable. Reira’s insides were on fire. Her hands would grip either side his shirt’s collar and ripped it open, exposing his muscular frame. By this point in time, the pair had entered his loft, Chuck laying her down gently on the bed.

Well this was rather kinky. They were all wet and in the bed. Reira loved it, it made things feel better. Her hands ran down his chest…and being her wild stuff, her lips gently kissed his shoulder, biting ever so playfully.

[Charles Bass]

He brought Reira to his loft. Once in his room, he laid her on the bed, rather gently compared to how they were kissing and holding on to each other. Chuck's hands would grab at her dress and pull it over her head. His breath was coming out huskily and strong. Almost grunting, he tugged on her thighs to bring her closer to his pelvis. He stood and she had her on the bed. He grabbed her shoulders and brought her into a sitting position. His hands would glide up her back and professionally take of her bra.

His hands would slide to between her legs and his teeth with graze on her neck. Now he would get his pants off and he would hold on to Reira, lift her up, and he would sit on the bed, now with her straddling him. His hands would hold her thigh and the small of her back as he pressed kisses on her chest.

Lust was burning deep in him... He hadn't been so turned on by a girl. Reira had a spell on him obviously. She had an awesome "go get 'er" attitude and her body was absolutely flawless. Even her scent drove him crazy and only turned him on further more. All that... and she was his...His... that sentence sounded sweet in his mind. Even to the point he wouldn't want to mess with their relationship...He would get protective over her when she was with guys... after all, she flirted with him when she was with Gabriel...would he be any different? That and she was his student? Yes, that little fact can call for kinky as hell sex, but for reality.... it was a big problem. Nothing his money can't by.

[Reira DeMorvick]

If it was hot before, things just got ten times hotter. Chuck gripped her thighs hard and pulled her towards him, her lower half pressing hard against his own. She was in nothing but her black lingerie, but he soon rid her of her bra. Her chest raised up and down, a fire burning at the base of her spine. As he pulled her shoulders up, putting her into a sitting position, her hands roughly ran up his chest, leaving slight red marks. Her breath was already erotically heavy and it was only more so when she felt that hand slither in between her thighs.

Her head titled back, as her wet lips parted, releasing a long moan. Those cerulean hued eyes stared at him lustfully. Allowing him to lift her up, Reira was now straddling a pant-less Chuck. Her hand gripped his hair and tugged slightly, removing his lips from her chest. This was her show now. With a slightly evil look on her face, she pushed his chest down, her own torso bending down with him. Her lips would trail kisses up his chest, where she would bite and nip slightly before reaching his lips. Her tongue dominated that area, as her hips applied pressure to his pelvis area, rocking back and forth slowly.

As she did this, she found his hands and put them on her waist, hooking his thumbs on the underwear she was wearing…or rather, soon not to be wearing. “How much do you want me baby,” she whispered seductively. It was his move.

Regardless if he was older than her, or one of her teachers, she didn't care. She was absolutely infatuated with Chuck Bass. Reira was a greedy bitch. There was no way she was sharing.

[Charles Bass]

She started running the show with dominance that only turned him on more and more with every passing second. The way her body sweated over his got him aroused ten times faster. He liked the noises that were coming out of her when ever he did something so little to her.

“How much do you want me baby,”

He laughed, though it was more of a devilish laugh that had a husky tone to it. "Let me elaborate.." he twisted his body so she would be on her back, both now on the bed. He was pressing hard in between her legs. Now, because of this position, it was difficult to slide those panties off, so with a quick and forceful tug, he snapped the off...cheer for man power. His hand would press against the back rest for more leverage and his other hand would wrap around her neck. He would bite her chin, then pressed his lips hard to hers... just then...all the fun would start.

(TIME SKIP.....Chuck:4 Gabriel:0)

His chest was heaving and sweat slicked his body as well as the water from the rain they had been in. That was rough... but it was something he needed. It was a way of relieving all his stress and it all came out at once.

She...is mine...

(ooc: Ha Fuck you Chuck Gabriel!)

[Reira DeMorvick]

And did Reira ever have fun. The night had been so full of ecstasy that she still felt aftershocks when she thought about it. She never had an orgasm as good as Chuck gave it to her. Cheer for older men. After the great sex, Reira had fallen asleep in Chuck’s arms, her head resting on his chest. She could hear the beating of his heart…and that lulled her to sleep.
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The sunlight streamed into the slightly opened curtains letting in just enough light into the room that one could declare it to be early afternoon. Reira stirred slightly, her eyes opening from the blaring UV rays. Normally she’d wake up a grumpy bum in the morning, but she was awake and in a good mood. She smiled happily as she saw Chuck still fast asleep beside her, his arm still protectively around her torso. He was so god damn handsome. Too bad she’d be shattering that peaceful sleep he was in.

Leaning up on one elbow, Reira found a feather that was probably from her pillow and began to slide if playfully on top of Chuck’s nose. “Wake up,” she said, sucking on his neck slightly, reverting quickly to sweet kisses on his cheek. “It’s nearly noon.” She still had to get him to accept Bart's Will, which was still locked away in a cabinet at her house. As much as she'd love to just lay there with him all day, she had to get him back on track.

[Charles Bass]

His face started to tickle, so he smacked his face with his hand and he heard her voice. Eyes opening, he saw her face, glowing in the morning light. The way she woke him up was great as well. Once she went from his neck to pressing a kiss to his cheek, he turned his face and kissed her on the lips. It was a closed mouth kiss, due to the fact he wanted to avoid morning breath.

"Lets get ready...Shower? I think I still have some clothes from when you stayed with me..." he got up and walked to the bathroom to start the water... he turned it on and would call to Reira. "Care to join me?" he would gurgle some mouth wash and hop in the shower. If she didn't want to from being sore from the night prior, it was fine by him he could have a regular shower...though he would prefer a fun one with her.

The water felt good and he was surprised he wasn't hung over from all the alcohol he had drank the night before. He combed his fingers through his wet hair and let the water trail down his muscular body.

(OOC: sorry lame)

[Reira DeMorvick]

She smiled brightly after he gave her a small kiss. She felt on top of the world right now and nothing could knock her down. Her hand caressed his forearm slowly, as he spoke about getting ready and having clothes here for her. Reira fell back onto the bed, not wanting to get up so quickly. Chuck had gotten up and went to the bathroom. She heard the shower starting and just imagined how good the water would feel….and Chuck. Moving around in the bed with a sudden burst of energy, she got up and made her way to the bathroom as well.

She also took her share of mouth wash. There was no way she’d have icky morning breath! Gracefully, she’d enter the shower with him, a grin on those lips of hers.

~~~Insert Fun Shower Times~~~

Reira was seated in the limo, Chuck situated beside her. After the shower, he treated her to lunch and they were off to her house. It felt nice. To be with him like this. She loved it. Soon enough they were parked in front of her beach resort. She could see Demetri’s men carrying some large boxes into the luxurious house.

“Hey Vincent, Enrico,” she said with a wave. Yeah, there were a lot of men at her house all the time. Sigh. “Demetri home?”

The Robots nodded and grunted. They weren’t really robots, but she just called them that for their emotionless states. Rolling her eyes, she grabbed Chuck’s hand and lead him inside. Demetri was sitting in front of the TV, watching the football game. “Bout time. Chuck, accept the contents of your father’s will. I’m too old for that shit,” he said with a chuckle. “OH TOUCHDOWN!” Reira just laughed and unlocked the cabinet the precious papers were in and gave them to Chuck. “You’ll do great.”

((If you want me to edit this post I will!))

[Charles Bass]

They had a shower together and that was all fun and games. Now Chuck took her out to lunch and treated her to what ever she wanted to eat. Now he took her to her home and there was boxes being moved around and Reira went inside to look for Demetri.

“Bout time. Chuck, accept the contents of your father’s will. I’m too old for that shit,” Demetri went back into watching his sports and Chuck was handed the envelope. He didn't want to read it the first time why do it the second time? Is he going to open it to find that his dad didn't want to give him anything due to the fact he was not responsible? Or asked why he wears so much purple? But he looked at the envelope... should he open it... just to make her happy and get off his back so he would never have to look at it again.

He opened it and read it in his mind. Everything was a shock. His father was giving him everything...EVERYTHING he owned. He never thought his father would want to give him something of this value. Now he was a lot more rich than he was before... and owned a lot more buildings than before. He was powerful.

"Reira...He..Gave me everything..." he wasn't sure if he should be happy or not. "I...don't know if I can handle it. All those years Bart was right. He was irresponsible.

[Reira DeMorvick]

Reira watched as Chuck hesitantly opened the envelope. It must have been hard not knowing what those words would say. But she believed that Bart was a smart man. Tapping Demetri’s shoulder, she gestured for her father to pay attention to Chuck, not his game. Men and their sport games. Chuck had finally began reading and for a moment there was no noise but the background sounds from the TV.

Her beautiful eyes widened slightly. “E-everything,” she mimicked. Then she smiled and hugged him encouragingly. “That‘s great! Your father believed in you! I know it may be hard at first, but you‘re Chuck Bass, you‘ll be amazing.” She looked to Demetri to see if he had anything to say. He did. That man always did. “Congratulations on becoming the richest 25 year old in the city. See why I couldn’t accept that now? I already have too much money and buildings! And Reira’s right, Bass Enterprises will thrive under you. So could you god damn smile?” Demetri’s phone had rang and he answered it, walking out of the room, yelling at the poor soul on the other line.

Reira was leaning on the back side of the couch, a very encouraging air around her. “I guess you should go tend to the company, show em who’s boss, maybe throw a celebration party?” she said with a grin. It probably meant that he’d be busy for the next few days and that he was going to leave her soon. That was okay, Chuck had responsibilities. He was a very important man after all. And for what it was worth, she’d be there for him.

[Charles Bass]

Chuck was in a shocked stupor. He listened to what they had said... but none of it really sunk in. Richest 25 year-old in the city. That was definitely hard to contemplate.

Demetri was then out of the room and Chuck looked from the will to Reira, whom was leaning on the couch. He smiled, but he wasn't sure if he was excited or scared shitless. He walked up to Reira and laid a kiss to her lips.

"I will be back as soon as possible....I have to go accept this..." he turned and headed for the door, before he left he looked at Reira once more. "Tonight, we are celebrating...Dinner on my. Where ever you want to go."

And out he went.