A/N: Hello again! I really enjoyed writing that last one-shot, so I wrote another! This is my take (wish) on what happens after the Dan/Blair kiss. Enjoy! (and sorry if there are any typos. I read through it, but you never know.)

Disclaimer: I don't own Gossip Girl.

"Oh for crying out loud Humphrey," Blair said, finally crashing her lips against his. At first Dan felt it was almost painful the way she pulled him so forcefully against her, but all thoughts went out the window quickly.

He didn't know what kind of kiss it would be. How quick. How deep.

Yeah...It became pretty deep, pretty quickly. Once Dan was over the initial shock of Blair Waldorf actually kissing him, (Dan Humphrey!), he outlined her soft lips with his tongue and she finally opened her mouth for him.

Blair couldn't believe it. This kiss, their kiss was...it was hard to explain. It felt like they were both bottles, holding in the past four years of their "friendship," and this kiss was the cork that finally opened it. Everything was thrust into this kiss, and Blair knew once she moaned into his mouth and felt his fingers tangle in her hair that their so-called "bottle" could never be sealed again.


He kept kissing her, and she kept kissing him back until the very last second. To a point where if Blair didn't take a breath, she would probably suffocate in his mouth. They both pulled away at the same time, awestruck, dumbfounded...and so very confused. They just stared at each other, barely breathing and completely silent. Dan's eyes looked different to her. His whole body looked completely different to her. How could one kiss do that? And why do I want to kiss him again?

Dan stepped forward, closing the distance. He reached up once again and put her sleeve back in its place on her shoulder, because apparently it had fallen again. The same heat that Blair felt just two minutes before when he made the same gesture radiated through her body. She felt herself losing her patience once again by his slow movements. Frankly, it was becoming rather annoying, and she made a mental note to scold him about it later. She didn't want to kiss him again. She wanted him to kiss her.

Okay, that's a lie. She just really, really wanted to kiss him again. I don't care how it happens.

Finally, at a glacial pace, he brought his hands up to hold her head, and leaned in to kiss her. He stopped, however, when the intercom spoke, and Blair nearly cried in frustration.

"Miss Blair, Mr. Bass and Ms. Van der Woodsen are on their way up to see you," came the voice.

It was in that moment that Blair no longer felt guilty about giving the doorman instructions to do this. Yes, she was glad for the notice. But in that second Blair found herself almost fuming that it stopped whatever Dan was about to do to her.

Dan's eyes were wide in alarm, hands still holding her head. They were both frozen in fear; not even their desire in that moment could have melted it.

Thinking quickly, knowing they had all but thirty seconds to hide, Blair grabbed his hand and led him upstairs. All Dan was thinking while climbing the staircase was, Oh my god, Blair's holding my hand and Damn, she can run in heels. She led him into her bedroom and closed the door. Dan watched as she continued to look around frantically, only freezing when she heard the elevator ding downstairs.

They both listened intently at the voices below. "Blair?" Chuck's voice called. It sounded like he was running around the first floor searching for her. There was another sound that traveled through the walls that Blair couldn't decipher. It was only when Serena called for her name too that she realized the sound was her pumps echoing off the marble.

They both heard Chuck and Serena's heels pound up the stairs. Blair gasped and grabbed Dan's hand again, pulling him into her closet and shutting the door.

"This is your closet?" Dan whispered through the pitch black, clearly impressed by the size. If Blair hadn't been so goddamn terrified in that moment, she probably would have laughed.

"Shh!" She shushed him, trying to make out how close her friends were. She heard muffled voices that were far too loud for her liking. They must be close.

Blair reached out for Dan, feeling for him in the dark. She finally felt his jacket and traced down his arm for his hand. She clasped his hand in hers and led him deeper into the closet.

All of a sudden Dan said, "Ow!" and Blair wished she could seen where his face was, so she could clasp her hand over his mouth.

"Dan!" Blair whispered harshly, hoping he got the point.

"I'm sorry a hanger hit my eye Blair," he said, voice thick with sarcasm.

Blair immediately felt guilty, but didn't show it. "Daniel, it may be dark right now, but just so you know, I'm glaring at you."

He chuckled softly. "Guess what face I'm making."

Blair rolled her eyes. "Now is not the time for games, Humphrey."

He smirked through the darkness. "I'm just trying to calm you down. Get your mind off of them."

Blair smiled this time, knowing his plan was working a little. But that quickly passed. All this talking had distracted her so much she didn't know where Serena and Chuck were. They could be in my room for all I know.

"Blair?" Chuck's voice called again, opening her bedroom door.

Yup, they are.

"B? Are you here?" Serena's voice said. "Chuck, she's not in the bathroom or my bedroom."

Chuck sighed audibly. "Where could she be? Wasn't she at the party, like, a half hour ago?"

"Yeah, but I don't know where she went," Serena replied. "Here, let me call Dan and ask if he saw her leave."

Chuck scoffed, "Why would he know?"

"I don't know, Chuck," Serena said, growing impatient at him. "It won't hurt to call."

It was silent for a moment before Dan's phone began to vibrate, making Blair's heart literally stop. Dan rustled quickly and quietly for his phone, before pressing a button to make it stop vibrating. Blair let out a breath and pinched his arm. Even through the darkness, Dan swore could see Blair's death glare.

"He's not answering," Serena said. "I'll text him."

A moment passed before Dan's phone lit up, allowing him to see a glimpse of Blair's face. She looked scared shitless.

where r u? have u seen B?

Blair grabbed his phone before he could reply. Her fingers moved across the keyboard quickly.

at the movies. cant text. havent seen B.

When Blair handed him back the phone, he could feel her fingers shaking. He took her hand to stop it and she gave him a small smile in gratitude.

"He hasn't seen her. He's at the movies." Serena's voice said, bringing Blair and Dan's focus back to the door.

"Of course he is," Chuck said with a hint of disgust in his voice. He sighed again. "Here's what we'll do. You go to the Palace and see if she's there. Maybe she went looking for you. This whole thing with your mother is probably all over Gossip Girl by now."

"Okay, but what will you do?" Serena said, sounding hesitant.

"I'm staying here until she comes back."

Blair gasped quietly in the closet.

"Chuck, no," Serena said, prompting Blair to breathe a sigh of relief. "I'll stay here. You go."

"Fine," Chuck answered roughly. "Call me when you hear anything."

"I will."

They heard Chuck leave and Blair held her breath until she heard the slight muffle of the elevator doors closing below. Still, Serena moving about her room still made her nervous. It sounded as if she was looking through papers on her desk to find clues to where she could be.

Blair felt Dan lower himself until he was sitting on the floor. He gently squeezed her hand and pulled her down as well. She sat in down front of him, their knees touching, and their clasped hands resting in the middle of them. He let go of one hand, much to her silent protest, and felt around for something. A moment later, his face lit up. He was holding his cell phone below his chin, illuminating only his face. His eyes were wide, and he looked as if he were telling a scary story at a campfire.

Blair immediately laughed out loud, quickly covering her mouth with her hands. She continued to laugh quietly, and she saw Dan's "scary face" break into a smile.

"Shh," he said, bringing a finger up to his lips and clearly mocking her.

Blair bit her lip, trying to stop herself from laughing again. She didn't know if Serena was still in her room or not, but at this point, she really didn't care. Is it getting hot in here?

Dan's phone lit up again, and Blair watched as he fooled around with it. His face grew serious, and Blair quickly took the phone wondering what he was looking at.

She restrained herself from laughing when she saw what it was. He was playing Solitaire. Solitaire!

"Can I play?" Blair whispered.

"Sure. But I'm awesome." Dan said, smirking.

"Okay, let's time each other. Fastest one to finish wins," Blair said, sounding way too excited.

Dan looked at his watch. "Okay...ready...go."

Blair's fingers worked quickly. Dan was impressed by how fast she seemed to be lining up the cards, especially on a phone. He smirked thinking about Blair secretly playing Solitaire in one of her meetings or class.

Three minutes later, Blair finished. "Done!" She said in a whispered shriek.

"Not bad, Waldorf. Three minutes and forty-one seconds," Dan said, making Blair smile in defeat.

Blair took off his watch. Her body immediately reacted to the contact, but she brushed passed it. "Alright, Humphrey. Ready...go."

Dan immediately got to work. Peering at the phone, Blair smiled at his lack of progress. I am so winning this one.

However, soon enough, Dan started figuring out the cards. He was working quickly, and Blair started to get nervous. Her heart sped up as the clock was nearing her time, and Dan had three cards to go. At three minutes and forty seconds, Dan whispered, "Done!"

"Noooo!" Blair yelled, completely forgetting where they were and who they were hiding from.

Dan's heart stopped, so he did the only thing he thought of.

Kiss her.

In an instant, and as gently as he could, he pulled Blair against his lips. She immediately stopped talking and deepened the kiss.

Once she felt his tongue against hers, she realized how much she really wanted to kiss him this entire time. And how much she missed it. The game of Solitaire long forgotten, Dan pulled her onto his lap, so she was straddling him. He kissed down her cheek and moved down her neck, leaving a trail of fire on her skin. The lust and desire and attraction in the closet was on full overdrive. The darkness made it much more romantic and secluded, and they both let each other forget what was waiting for them on the other side of the door.

Blair was soon overheating and sighed into Dan's mouth, before they were on her shoulders and covering every inch of her collarbone. His lips were back on hers and without stopping for a breath, Blair pushed him so that he was lying on the ground. He groaned when his head hit a shoe, and Blair chuckled into his mouth.

"So...many...shoes," he somehow said between kisses.

"Humphrey...stop...talking," she replied, lips never leaving his.

The sounds of their fiery kisses and occasional moans of pleasure muffled by the clothing around them turned them on even more. Blair's heart sped up once again when she felt Dan's warm hands crawl under her dress and she gasped when he gripped her thighs. He was, once again, moving her dress up at a glacial pace, and before he could get it off, they were interrupted once again.

"Mees Blair?" Dorota's voice called.

Dan's hands stilled and Blair pulled her mouth away from his. She dropped her head in frustration, burying it in the crook of his neck. They ignored Dorota, and right as Blair leaned down to capture his lips again, his phone went off.

"Mother of god Humphrey. Turn that off," Blair said, in a voice both full of lust and annoyance.

Dan read the text and groaned in frustration. "It's my dad. He needs me to meet him at home."

Blair sighed. "You have to go."

Dan paused for a beat, hesitating. "Yeah," he said finally. "Although I would pay someone a million bucks to let me stay."

"Don't joke, Humphrey. You don't have a million bucks," she teased.

He kissed her smirk softly and then pulled away. "Want to come with?"

She leaned her head down and buried it in his neck again. She kissed it briefly, before mumbling, "I can't."


"Because if I go anywhere with you, all I'm going to be thinking about is what would have happened if your phone didn't go off," she said in a quiet voice.

"And is that a bad thing?"

She sighed. "Do I have to spell it out Humphrey? No, it's not a bad thing. If you really need to hear me say it..."

"You wouldn't be able to keep your hands off me?" Dan interrupted with a sly grin.

She sighed, "Yes. Okay? Satisfied?"

"Very." He sat up so that she was still straddling his lap and kissed her again. In a matter of seconds, they were both gasping for breath, and Dan willed himself to pull away. "If I don't leave now, I'll never leave."

Blair brought a soft finger down his cheek. "I don't want you to go."

Dan's heart warmed and he couldn't help but kiss her again. "I won't be long. How about you go to the loft and pick out a movie? I'll meet you there. Okay?"

"Okay," she agreed with a kiss.

She got off his lap and stood up, taking his hand in hers. They both sighed in relief when they opened the door to an empty room. Serena had left a note on the desk saying that she would be at the Palace. Blair looked at Dan, both completely amazed with what had just transpired and how they were never caught.

Dan kissed her again and quickly went downstairs to the elevators, leaving Blair with that stereotypical "love-struck" teenage grin on her face. She didn't care how ridiculous it looked.

She was far too happy.

A/N: Reviews make me happy! :) Should I continue it or leave it as it is?