tampered | log; ongoing

When; Evening of the first, post tournament, until God knows when the second.
Rating; Call it R to be safe?
Characters; Chuck Bass [

basstardchuck], Serena van der Woodsen [

theserenashow], Dawn Summers [

tothelibrary]
Summary; Thanks to Nate's memory wiping, Serena van der Woodsen now thinks she's someone else. A very, very drunk and slutty someone else. And wouldn't you know, Dawn looks just like her old friend and partner in crime. Add some lying and Chuck Bass to the mix and there's no way this will end badly, right?
Log;

It's surprisingly easy to get Serena to the club. Getting her out might be a different story, but at least Dawn can keep an eye on her here.

...Chuck better show up. Or Dawn might have to just... knock Serena out and tie her up until her memories come back.

"C should show up sooner or later. Then we can get to work emptying daddy's coffers." She keeps one arm snug around Serena's waist, all possessive smiles. At least Georgina was apparently psycho and touchy. That makes this part easier. "Until then, just you and me, S."

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"Maybe a little," he admitted with a smirk. "But so far I had no complains," he said and twirled her again.

"And while the blush is extremely attractive on you, you need to practice hiding it. Or Serena will realize something's wrong..."

"You are such a lech." But Dawn laughed as Chuck twirled her, ducking her head and smiling up at him when he pulled her back in.

"Okay, calling me cute? Not helping with the blush. And I think we'll do okay unless Serena comes closer. No way she can see me blushing in this light from over there."

He smiled and touched her face, rubbing his thumb gently against her cheek.

"I don't believe no one ever called you cute, Dawn. Or attractive. That's why I'm so surprised by the blush..."

Dawn ducked her head a little, but not enough to move Chuck's hand. Call her an insecure little sister on insecure fries with insecure sauce, but Chuck might as well buy her a library for all the good will points he's racking up.

"You've seen what my sister looks like. I'm kind of... nerdy younger Dawn. Guys like girls like Buffy, not me. So... not so much with the many people calling me cute."

He moved his hand to hold her chin and raised her head slightly, to be able to look at her face. He lowered his head and looked into her eyes.

"Well I find you very cute. And very attractive," he told her in a low, seductive voice.

Dawn blushed again, but kept eye contact. Oh, this is a very bad idea. Very, very bad.

"You keep flirting with me like that, I'm going to think you mean it." Dawn swallowed, and licked her lips nervously as her gaze darted down to Chuck's mouth. "And that's just trouble. Maybe even in River City."

She maybe moved a little closer. Epically bad idea, this.

He watched her lick her lips. He felt her move closer. Women tried to pretend they're complicated, but those signs he could read in a darkest room. She wanted what he was offering...

With a smile, he lowered his head even more, first brushing his lips against her, then turning it into a real kiss. Not too insistent, giving her a change to back away at any moment.

"Chuck, I--" But then there was the kissing, and Dawn stopped thinking in favor of that. Because Chuck is a lot of things, and apparently, good kisser is on top of that list.

"Oh." Dawn pulled away slightly, raising a hand to her mouth. "I'm pretty sure I didn't mean to do that."

Chuck smirked at that comment.

"I promise not to tell anyone," he assured her. "We can forget it happened, if you want."

"Pretty sure forgetting is an impossibility." Oh look, there's that blush Chuck likes so much again, because Dawn just told a guy his kiss was impossible to forget. Someone kill her, now.

"But... I have Connor. Even if he's... not here for the moment. So, it's cheating, and even really good kisses are not worth being that girl." Dawn looked up at Chuck a little anxiously. "We're okay, right? I mean... even though."

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