They're Super, Thanks For Asking

TRL?

2008-08-20T23:12:05Z

Hi Everyone!

Ok so only my second post... and it's close to no importance this time.

I keep hearing about this TRL interview with Bleighton, but I can't seem to find it on youtube.
Is ther another name for TRL? I don't even know what it is....

Help?

NEWBIE QUESTIONNAIRE

2008-08-20T22:18:06Z

1. Favourite Bleighton photo or moment:
All of them! Except this one = <3

2.What is it about this shot/moment that enchants you so?

I remember and I quote "Mother of all eye!sex." The way they look at each other is soo unnecessary but they did it anyways. Not to mention this was all off set! And together, they are totally sexy.

3.When did you realize they were hella slashable?
Field. Hockey. As many would agree, 'nuff said.

4.If they were actually together, how would you like them to come out?

A: Paparazzi shot of them getting their cuddle on ignites a media scandal storm of epic proportions.

B: Leighton shares amusing anecdote on Jay Leno about Blake hogging the covers.

C: They show up at the NYC Dyke March wearing togas made out of rainbow flags.

D: Other.(specify for the class)

Hmm Im going to have to go with A and B. Just like the two of them taking their slashy picks and then Jay Leno pulling them out when Leighton is being interview. Yup, I can imagine that happening for real and Blake just sitting there in the audience laughing really hard.

5:Brangelina is to TomKat, as Bleighton is to:

uhm...Bleighton is incomparable to anything else: as my friend has now dubbed they are the LESBIAN GODDESSES

6: Who's the top? Why?

Leighton because shorter people have more leverage ;-) that and she really has Blake wrapped around her fingers.

7: Their theme song is:

Will.I.Am. - Whered you get your body from?

8: If Annie Leibovitz ever shoots the Gossip Girl cast, how would you like her to pose Bleighton? Please link to a non-porn picture demonstrating the desired pose.

I dont think I need to see her do a shoot because of this pic I just recently found:

My life was completed the 30 seconds after I saw this picture I will never need another birthday present for 5 years!

9: Why is Blake the dude?
Confident strong walk, taller, possessive hold on Leighton, pantsuits, rocking tie? Isnt that enough?

10: List another onscreen couple with comparable chemistry.

NONE whatsoever, these two are making my gaydar whack ^_^

11: Anything else you'd like to add?

For all of you! Check out that TRL interview again! Seriously there are like two lines that Leighton says that almost out-ed them! Ie: when Blake is asked if she is a party girl like Serena is, while Blake talks about Chet Baker, Leighton goes: "Sometimes shes at my home on my rug." That really got me thinking. Not to mention the singing in the shower thing..Leighton, why on earth would you turn to Blake nonetheless and ask "what was the last song i sang?" /deep breathe! And thats all ladies and gentlemen XD

More With the Adorable Gayness

2008-08-20T20:14:04Z

I hope this OK, I usually just lurk but I saw these pictures and that no one had posted them yet and decided to share. Only a couple pictures, but the last one gets bonus points for Leighton's hand placement and general cuteness. And my cut has issues...but what I was going to say is that it's not spoilery.

Getting warmer...

The others were mostly just filler before this one...

And...Boom! Teh Gay is here. Apparently Leighton has given up on even subtle *cough* gropage.
And yes Blake, that hat looks great on you.

Also, I have sizing issues (click for originals), but full size pics and credit goes here:
First two: http://www.gossipgirlfan.org/
Second two: http://www.gossipgirlinsider.com/

Questionnaire from uber newbie

2008-08-20T06:33:28Z

1. Favourite Bleighton photo or moment:

2.What is it about this shot/moment that enchants you so?
The looks on their faces are classic. Blake’s face says “Leighton! I can’t believe you’re touching me there in front of all these cameras!” Leighton’s says “This, this in my hand, that’s mine.” But I really liked most of that shoot, this pic just stuck out in my mind.

3.When did you realize they were hella slashable?
Actually, I found it in fanfiction at ralst.com before I’d ever seen an episode. But once I saw an episode I was like: they’re totally a couple.

4.If they were actually together, how would you like them to come out?
A: Paparazzi shot of them getting their cuddle on ignites a media scandal storm of epic proportions.
B: Leighton shares amusing anecdote on Jay Leno about Blake hogging the covers.
C: They show up at the NYC Dyke March wearing togas made out of rainbow flags.
D: Other.(specify for the class

D, I’d be best pleased with a combination of all of them. It would happen like this: We get A because they were caught at C, then Leno shows some of shots to Leighton and tired of hiding their love she launches into B…I suppose if I had to choose just one though I’d go for C, because that would just be awesome.

5:Brangelina is to TomKat, as Bleighton is to:
I find TomKat utterly repulsive and I can’t think of any couple that weirds me out as much as they do, therefore Bleighton stands alone (thank goodness).

6: Who's the top? Why?
Leighton. Because she’s shorter, you don’t mess with the smaller person in any couple, they will kick your ass. Also, she totally gives off this ‘I rule your world, now I’m gonna rock it’ vibe which obviously Blake is powerless to resist.

7: Their theme song is:
“Brave Face” by Delta Goodrem

8: If Annie Leibovitz ever shoots the Gossip Girl cast, how would you like her to pose Bleighton? Please link to a non-porn picture demonstrating the desired pose.

Obviously Blake=Harley, Leighton=Ivy. Wouldn't this be great?

9: Why is Blake the dude?
Because she’s taller which is all the better for holding, goofier, and the ties! Goodness gracious that girl can rock a tie! She’s just generally a little more masculine, but in a totally sexy way.

10: List another onscreen couple with comparable chemistry.
There’s Breyton, Fuffy, Jasminder/Jules (Bend It Like Beckham), probably lots more (and only some of them are figments of my imagination!).

11: Anything else you'd like to add?
I found this comm. just four days ago, and after reading through all the old posts to see what I’d been missing (and being terribly disappointed that some of the vids are no longer available) I could resist no longer! I’m popping my LJ cherry with this post. I created an account just so I could fill this out for bleighton_squee! They’re too cute for me to resist.

"Patience" (4/?) (RPF, Blake/Leighton)

2008-08-19T19:50:56Z

Title: “Patience” (4/?) (RPF, Blake/Leighton)
Author: Dane
Pairing: Blake Lively & Leighton Meester
Fandom: RPF
Disclaimer: This is (im)pure fiction involving two stunningly beautiful women
Rating: R
Word Count: Approx. 1900

Chap 1
Chap 2
Chap 3

The Bet – Day 2

The day had been draining, in a very good way. Leighton loved working with Margaret despite of the animosity they played in 99% of their scenes. Leighton knew she could learn a lot from the veteran actress and in addition to Blake and Ed, Margaret was one of her favorite scene partners. And she knew they had hit every nuanced note as they did multiple takes of a brutal confrontation between mother and daughter.

She bid Margaret a good night and turned towards her trailer to get her things before heading home to a hot bubble bath and a chilled glass of chardonnay, as was the ritual after filming such tough scenes. Leighton was in such a hurry, she almost missed the small package on the edge of the couch. Absently she picked it up and shoved it in her bag.

Her cell rang as she reached her car. She fumbled for it, a smile lighting her face as she looked at the caller id. Blake.

“Hi.”

“Didja get the package I left for you?” Typical Blake, dispensing with the pleasantries and plowing straight into what was on her mind.

“I’m great, thanks for asking.” Leighton schooled her tone of voice to one of boredom, masking the curiosity she suddenly had for the package in her bag.

“You were today. Great I mean. I watched a couple of your takes…”

The compliment was nice, but it was the way Blake trailed off, like she had revealed something she didn’t mean to that made the grin Leighton wore break into a smile.

“There are some special instructions that go with what I left you.” Leighton could swear she heard a smirk in Blake’s voice.

She was glad she hadn’t started driving yet as she pulled the package out and tore it open.
“Careful. You don’t want to break anything.” Definitely smirking.

“Bite me, Lively.”

“I didn’t know you were into that. I’ll make note for when I win this bet.”

An image of Blake in full vampire regalia, teeth sinking into her neck swam unbidden into Leighton’s mind. She shook her head to clear the mental picture and to focus instead on the open box in her hands.

Leighton lifted the lid and picked up a note, bearing Blake’s distinct handwriting, which covered an iPod Shuffle, ear buds and a small bottle of liquid. The note was brief and to the point, “You proved you can dish it out. Time to prove you can you take it.”

“When you get home, I want you to run your bath and add the entire bottle of oil to the water.”

“Is it scented?” Leighton tucked her cell against her shoulder and picked up the bottle intent on removing the tiny cork.

“Don’t open it yet. Wait until you get home.”

“How did you kn…” Leighton let her eyes scan the parking lot thinking she might spot the leggy blonde watching her from the shadows.

“I know you, Leighton.”

The intimacy in Blake’s voice wrecked havoc. Leighton set the bottle back into the box with shaking hands. It made her want to believe that Blake felt something more than lust for her. And she couldn’t believe that, not yet, for either of their sakes.

Stay in the game, Leighton. “And the Shuffle?”

“It’ll hook into your stereo system at home…but I’d advise you to use the ear buds that are attached. It’s queued. Just press play.” It was a warning and dare and before Leighton could respond, Blake ended the call, leaving her feeling discombobulated.

Intrigued more than she wanted to admit, she used the jack in her car and connected the Shuffle. Leighton pressed play and the music of Chet Baker filled the confines of the car. She had just pulled into traffic when Blake’s laughter came through the speakers.

“Hah! I know you so well.” There was no intimacy in Blake’s voice this time. It was a taunt, pure and simple. “I knew you couldn’t wait until you got home to listen to this. You are so predictable, Meester.”

“Am not.”

“Are too.” Blake’s voice sing-singed back to her.

Great now I’m arguing with a disembodied voice. I must be losing my fucking mind.

Blake’s laughter died down. “You set the bar pretty high tonight. Taking me to a strip club and dancing for me, on me.” Blake had paused and the melody of the music came back to the forefront for more than a few bars. “Damn Leighton, I’m so turned on I barely know what to do with myself.”

The unexpected confession came out in a ragged whisper that Leighton had heard only once before. She couldn’t find the pause button and drive at the same time, so she killed the sound system. Memory met sensation, twin stimulations jetting in her veins and warming her body, desire ignited, simmering just beneath the surface.

The short drive to her apartment was interminable. The silenced Shuffle tormented Leighton with the promise of Blake’s voice. Normal traffic patterns seemed to be at a crawl. A combination of remembrance and imagination filled up every space in her mind not occupied with getting home safely.

Leighton caught a glimpse of herself racing past the mirror as she entered her apartment. “Christ, Leighton. Bothered much?” She had to laugh at herself. Bothered was too subtle a description for what one whispered sentence was doing to her. “Shit. I’ve done this to myself.” Leighton took a couple of deep breaths and forced herself to slow down.

She dumped everything except the box onto her bed. The box she carried into the bathroom. A hint of sulfur filled the air as she struck a match; she laid the flame against four blackened wicks then doused the heat in the rush of water from the bathtub faucet. Leighton pulled the tiny cork, the scent of sage wafting up to her. She emptied the bottle of oil into the tub before she walked to the kitchen to pour some wine.

Standing at the sink and she sipped the wine until she couldn’t ignore the need to hear the rest of Blake’s recording. Leighton shed her clothes on the way to the bath then pulled up her hair and slid into the warm fragrant water. She had placed the Shuffle on the edge of the tub and now that there were no other distractions she pressed play again.

Leighton slipped the ear buds in, adjusted the volume and closed her eyes as Blake’s voice came back to her. “…too keyed up. There’s not one part of my body that isn’t…aching. I can’t close my eyes and not see you…stripping…dancing…” Blake’s voice was soft and full of unanswered need.

Leighton sank lower into the water as a sound she couldn’t identify coming through the ear buds. “I wanted to touch you tonight. When you were so close to me, straddling my thigh…it made me so wet…I still am…and I can’t sleep…not feeling like this.” Blake trailed off again.

The changing rhythm of Blake’s breathing didn’t go unnoticed by Leighton. The voice in her ear was raising goose bumps as the words spread a warmth that rivaled the temperature of the bath water.

“I’m on the couch…naked…I’m touching myself, Leighton. You’ve got me so worked up and all I can do is…ah…it could be you…we were so good together that night…your hands on my body.” The cadence of her speech was marked by stops and starts and a deep groan that had Leighton gripping the edge of the tub so tightly her hands hurt. “Do you remember?”

Leighton couldn’t forget it. She had tried. But nothing short of severe brain injury would erase the memory of Blake’s back bowing, bringing full breasts into Leighton’s palms. Tan nipples that darkened when pinched or sucked.

“My nipples are so big. You made them so sensitive that night. God, your mouth Leighton…your mouth on my tits…” Leighton could tell that Blake inhaled between clenched teeth. “Never felt anything like your mouth…you made me twitch every time you licked my nipples. Tonight…tonight I was…am…throbbing…I’m so hard for you.”

The moan fell freely from Leighton’s lips because Blake was far from alone in her arousal. The memories from two nights collided, increasing the throbbing pressure between her legs. Leighton’s hands slipped beneath the water and drifted down her chest and over her abdomen.

“I know you…it was only one night…but I know you, Leighton…I paid attention…to what you need…how you like to be teased.”

“Jesus.” Even absent Blake’s physical presence, Leighton was aroused to an almost painful point.

“I want to touch you…I am touching you…”

Leighton raised her hands and cupped her own breasts, her nipples rock hard against her palms.

“…your nipples between my fingers. My mouth’s on you…licking your throat…I’m working my way down your body with my hands…my mouth is wet and hot against your skin…”

Leighton’s head lolled back between her shoulders. “Fuuuck.” Blake’s voice was low and seductive in her ears, bringing back every bit of the heat that had flared between them in that not so long ago night. Leighton had tried to ignore it, tried to forget it. But Blake’s voice was in her ear and her body was responding. She was in trouble and knew it. She was completely under Blake’s spell, her hands following the path Blake was painting in her mind.

“Let me touch you…tease you…I know how you need it…”

Water and bubbles were displaced as Leighton shifted, lifting a leg and resting her calf on the side of the tub. She stroked low on her abdomen and high on the inside of her thighs, unable to force the memory of Blake’s touch away. In the privacy of her home, where it was safe and Blake couldn’t see how much she needed her, Leighton surrendered.

She rode the rhythm of Blake’s voice, the cadence of her breath as she teased and touched her skin. Leighton felt every nerve in her body pulling, every sensation as it thundered down between her legs until all she knew were the sounds in her ears as Blake climbed with her. Words gave way to a strangled moan, then Blake was begging Leighton to follow.

“…with me…come with me…Leighton…come with....”

Blake’s cry broke her, the final push needed to send Leighton tumbling over the edge into a bone melting orgasm. She chased Blake up a second peak before her body started to relax and her breathing began to even out. If not for the sound of Blake breathing in her ears, Leighton might have chalked it up to a vivid fantasy that spun out of control.

She was vaguely aware of soft laughter. “You came with me, didn’t you? Don’t try to deny it…I know you did…and I know it’s not nearly what either of us need.” The most immediate need sated, Blake reverted to the familiar cock-of-the-walk attitude that Leighton found irresistibly and irritatingly attractive. “I’ll take care of you, scratch that itch… I’ll make it easy for you.” Blake parroted Leighton’s offer from the previous night. “I won’t even make you beg. Call me by midnight and we’ll just call this bet done and me the winner.”

Leighton slipped the buds from her ears and reached for the glass of wine sitting beside the tub. She raised the glass in silent salute, “Or, I’ll see your verbal assault with a visual one of my own.”

TBC

Snowbell, Waldsen fic

2008-08-19T15:11:28Z

Title: Snowbell
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Characters: Blair Waldorf, Serena van der Woodsen, Eleanor Waldorf, Dorota
Prompt: 030. Death
Word Count: 534
Rating: PG
Summary: They would have lied.
Author's Notes: My first fic for the fanfic100 challenge.
The table

When Blair was 6 years old, her grandmother gave her a white rabbit as a birthday present. Her grandmother Cornelia, her father’s mother, raised rabbits in her country house.

“They say that rabbits aren’t good pets for children under the age of 10,” Cornelia had told Blair. “But I know for a fact that you are much smarter than an average 10 year old. You must always stay calm, quiet and gentle around her.”

Of course, Blair never raised her voice around Snowbell – that’s what she named the rabbit – and treated the little creature as gently as she would treat a delicate flower.

When Serena first saw the rabbit, she squealed because to her the white ball of fur was the cutest thing she had ever seen.

Blair hushed her instantly, with just a stern look.

After that, Serena tried her hardest to be very quiet around the rabbit. She never was a quiet child, so staying quiet for longer than 5 minutes was difficult to her. But since Blair had asked her to be quiet around Snowbell, she did what her best friend asked.

Blair always took the rabbit with her, if she could. But when she went to St. Barts with Serena for a week, she had to leave Snowbell home. It was Dorota’s job to look after the rabbit.

When Blair arrived home, smiley faced and tanned, Eleanor told her that Snowbell had died. Just like that, out of the blue.

Other parents, Blair later thought when she looked at the now empty cage, would have softened the blow somehow. They would have lied. They would have told their 6-year old daughter that they sent the rabbit back to the country.

But not Eleanor.

As soon as Blair told Serena what had happened, the blonde girl rushed over.

Serena wrapped the rabbit into a pillowcase made of Egyptian cotton, and placed her into a shoe box – a Manolo Blahnik’s box because according to Blair Snowball deserved only the best – which she tied with a black ribbon.

They go to Central Park where Serena found a nice quiet spot, with a little bush, and they decide to bury Snowball under the bush.

With two yellow plastic shovels that Serena brought with them, together they dug a little grave.

As a finishing touch, Serena made a small cross out of two sticks she took from the bush.

They sat there, looking at the grave for over an hour. Serena held Blair, as the slightly smaller girl cried.

A few weeks later Serena arrives in Blair’s apartment with a surprise. A white kitten. “Look what I got you.” Serena jumped into the bed with Blair and gave the brunette one of her trademark smiles. “Her name’s Kitty Minky. And she’s yours, if you want her.”

Blair looks at her best friend and the gorgeous kitten in her hands. She smiles and hugs Serena with all her might. “Of course I want her. You gave her to me.”

Serena puts the kitten onto the bed and hugs her best friend back. “And you know what the best part about having a cat is? It won’t bother her I squeal or yell or something like that.”

Hi-Res of Recent Body Moldage Extravaganza

2008-08-19T06:02:29Z

Clicking this will get you a fucking huge (2100x3150) pic from ~~Ellen and Portia's wedding reception~~ the Season 2 premiere. And now that we have a hi-res, we can play a game: There is exactly one millimeter of space between these two. Can you find it? (answer upside down)

sǝlɟɟnɹ ǝɥʇ ɹǝpun

thanks to Andree @ fanforum and leighton_fans

About the awesomesauce Spoilery Filming Pics.. Filming footage!

2008-08-19T00:22:13Z

Footage from the S/B pics. Bleighton being ~~gay~~ cute again.

Posted at gossipgirltv by lei3 :

Its hard to make out at some parts, but I'm pretty sure they say something along the lines of....

B: Get your hands off of me! Or are you trying to kill me too?
S: A guy died and you use it as part of a game? Who does that?
B: This is not a game! And its not that we haven't been getting along. This is about Yale. My dream! You crossed the line!
S: And so did you when you brought up Pete. As far as my game here [you take that up with me].

Blair throws something at Serena (?)

*Car drives by so its hard to make out what they're saying*

B:....and you told me to do it!
S: Shut up!
B: You shut up!

Cat fight ensues

S: You and your stupid headband!
B: Ow! My headband! No!

This Week on the Bleighton Anonymous Kink Meme

2008-08-18T07:15:03Z

This week, the following stories were written in response to the Bleighton Anonymous Kink Meme which, by the way, wants you to feed it prompts and write it until the break of dawn. Go service the kink meme, tigers.

1. (August 14th) Supergirl!Blake/Batgirl!Leighton: Playtime With Pink Ranger, R by bizarro_bluth

2. (August 17th) five times they almost got caught (and one time they did): Six Times, NC-17

xxxx

Squee

2008-08-18T06:48:34Z

Squee!

2008-08-18T03:53:19Z

Since most of us want them to come out this way... :)

Blake: ...so I said "Leighton, if you'd just buy bigger blankets, I wouldn't be able to hog the covers..."
Leighton: Do me later?
Blonde girl: *mutters* Lucky bitch
Penn: Well. We're fucked.

Questionnaire from the Newbie

2008-08-18T01:28:43Z

1. Favourite Bleighton photo or moment:
2.What is it about this shot/moment that enchants you so?
There is NOTHING about this photo that DOESN'T enchant me...Oh God where to start....Leighton's sexy glasses, Blake drapped ALL over Leighton, Leighton's arms...or lack thereof (cause we ALL know where they are), the shear closeness that is BLEIGHTON, and the kicker definitely has to be Blake's hand cusping Leighton's neck and the sole finger that appears to be stroking Leighton's hair....I swear I could stare at this for HOURS

3.When did you realize they were hella slashable?
Ummm the field hockey scene for Blair/Serena and TRL for Bleighton (love the singing in the shower bit)

4.If they were actually together, how would you like them to come out?

A: Paparazzi shot of them getting their cuddle on ignites a media scandal storm of epic proportions.

B: Leighton shares amusing anecdote on Jay Leno about Blake hogging the covers.

C: They show up at the NYC Dyke March wearing togas made out of rainbow flags.

D: Other.(specify for the class)

I just REALLY REALLY want it to happen so I wouldn't get picky.....but I LOVE the idea of Leighton spilling the GAY beans on TV

5:Brangelina is to TomKat, as Bleighton is to:
Oh GOD nothing as SEXY as Bleighton should EVER be used in the same sentence as TOMKAT

6: Who's the top? Why?
They definitely switch cause when you have that MUCH GORGEOUSNESS in one couple it's soo not fair to let one person top all the time :)

7: Their theme song is:
Oh God it seems like every song I hear lately makes me think about BLEIGHTON.....seriously since I found this site I have become a TOTAL addict....really there's no hope for me......If I had to pick All Over You, The Spill Canvas, cause I'm watching a Blair/Serena vid to it right now.

8: If Annie Leibovitz ever shoots the Gossip Girl cast, how would you like her to pose Bleighton? Please link to a non-porn picture demonstrating the desired pose.
Annie Leibovitz is genius and I totally believe she would do BLEIGHTON justice......and by that I mean make 'em UBER SEXY, not that they need any help with that....honestly anything with them touching each other makes me VERY happy

9: Why is Blake the dude?
Suits, ties, and those gorgeous hands ;)

10: List another onscreen couple with comparable chemistry.
CANNOT do it BLEIGHTON definitely dominates in chemistry....but I'm a huge L word fan and I just LOVED Dana and Alice......but NO ONE does it gayer off screen than Bleighton

11: Anything else you'd like to add?
I'm in LOVE with BLEIGHTON and this SITE (I've been lurking for awhile), seriously thanks to you guys I get to start every morning with a SQUEE and really what better way to start a day? I JUST LOVE IT :)

une squee.

2008-08-17T20:15:15Z

[mood| working]
[music| The Olympics]

Squeesta

2008-08-17T16:13:46Z

Squeee

2008-08-17T13:19:11Z

It's late, and these probably aren't nearly as funny as they were in my head.
~~Nothing ever is.~~

Squee

2008-08-17T11:06:26Z

Bleighton!

2008-08-17T09:58:01Z

Thanks to leightonmeester.us!

Hopefully some HQ's later.

Squee

2008-08-17T05:27:10Z

My first post on this comm.... I'm not sure if they are any good but I gave it a shot.

Elevator Sex Waldsen Style (NC-17)

2008-08-17T04:27:47Z

Disclaimer: I figured I should put this before I get sued or something....i don't own Waldsen....
Warnings: femslash...sex

Okay here it goes.........my first fic so let me know what you think.......oh and also if a part 2 is needed....i just posted this over at the GossipGirl kink theme...

Blair looked over at Serena, the blonde was leaned against the side of the lift as she grin in Blair's direction. Blair looked away and watched the numbers above the door tick over. Ten, Eleven, Twelve.....

Can this thing go any slower....and then there was a eeeech followed by a groan and the elevator came to a shuddering halt. Blair had to grabbed the handle on the edge to stop herself from falling over. The lights had flickered and then went dimmed.

"Shit," Serena muttered. Blair watched the blonde press a few buttons and turned to look at her.

They weren't moving. Blair took two steps to stand next to Serena and tried the buttons again. Still.....nothing. She looked at Serena who simply just shrugged.

A moment later.......

"So, B," Serena started suggestively. "What shall we do with ourselves."

"I guess we could press the alarm button." Blair deadpanned.

"Or we can...." The blonde's eyes shamelessly started to trail slowly and appreciatively down Blair's body. Then they swept back up to her face. ".....finish what we started in the limo."

The desire in Serena's voice wasn't hard to miss. Blair felt her entire body jumped to life. She clamped her thighs together gently, trying to not feel the flood of warmth there. Blair watched as Serena's smirk grew when her eyes had drifted down to her breast and stopped. Blair unconsciously let her gaze drop down to her chest. Fuck. her nipples were hard and standing out against her D&G blouse. It was damned obvious too. And just like that Serena was in front of her. She backed up a few steps and her ass had hit the railing.

Serena advanced too, standing in front of her once again. "B, you look bothered." The blonde grin as she placed a hand on either side of her. "Let me help you with that."

"S, we can't," Blair squeaked as she looked around, wondering if their on camera with a bunched of fat pervy security guys watching them.

One of Serena's hands had slid slowly down Blair's side and gently brush the side of her breast. She couldn't help it as she closed her eyes. "Not...here." she tried again.

But to no avail as Serena dipped her mouth down to the now trembling brunette's ear and let the tip of her tongue slid slowly around the rim.

Blair's hands gripped the edge of the thick handle and let out a stream of hot air. All thoughts of cameras, or protest flew out of her head when she felt the blonde's lean body pressing up against hers. Blair bit her lip from crying out, enticing a groan from Serena as the blonde closed the distance and crashed their lips together.

Blair moaned, pushing forward into the body trapping hers. Their mouths parted, tongues darting out. Blair pulled Serena's head in tighter, as they moved harder, tongues tangling and dueling. She could hardly breathe and at this point she didn't care.

Soft lips, moist and full from kissing, traced a line down Blair's jaw and to her ear. Sucking one earlobe fully in, snaring it with teeth and biting gently. She hissed as Serena traced the spot she just bitten.

A strong hand found her lace covered breast and cupped it, one thumb delicately stroked over a taut nipple. She didn't know when her blouse had been removed but she's not complaining. The hand squeezed a little harder, stroking making Blair jump and cry out. "S....."

It was too much, the combination of teeth, tongue, god it was making Blair's knees buckle. And at that moment she felt the blonde's hands on her hips, helping her. Serena perched her up on the handle. It was thick by only half a foot but with Serena's body pushing her back, it'll do.

She parted her legs, just enough for the blonde to step between them and hold her against the wall more firmly. Blair instinctively wrap both her legs around Serena's petite waist, pulling her in closer, tighter and try to deepen their already intense kiss.

Abruptly the blonde pulled away and she had to groan in protest. Then she felt Serena tugged impatiently at her hips. Blair then held on to the rail as she pushed up slightly. It gave just enough room for her thong to be shed.

The warmth of Serena's body was suddenly pressed up against her again. Blair reached out and grabbed the blonde's head down for a passionate kiss, igniting enough fire to burn down half of the Upper Eastside.

Blair whimpered when the blonde's lips off and were trailing down her neck, moving down....sweet jesus down. Serena pulled the edge of her bra down just enough for the harden nipple to be expose. She let out a loud moan when she felt a hot, moist tongue flick over her nipple before the blonde snare it between her lips. She arched into the touch as her head slam back against the elevator wall. Serena was suckling and rasping across her breast and as her teeth scraped across her nipple, Blair almost lost it.

Blair gasp as she felt a rush of cold air across the wet tip of her breast. But that was soon forgotten as fingers came tantalizingly close to her centre. The blonde found her damp slit, and stoked up and down, from the hard edge of her clitoris to her soft opening. Shaking with need, Blair tried to move as much as her given position would allow. Serena growled, and then slowly thrust two finger deep inside her. Blair cry out, her mouth open and panting. The blonde began fucking her, slow but deep. Her thumb brushed up against the bundles of nerves in between the brunette's legs.

"I need....god," Blair moaned. "Please.....I....more,"

She felt Serena grin against her neck as she withdrew and thrust three fingers back into Blair.

"Fuck," Blair swore. She was so close now, very close. With the steady rhythm of the blonde's fingers combined with the constant pressure on her clitoris, it was taking her so close to the edge that she could practically taste it. Just as the tremors began, Serena stilled her hand and moved from her neck to kiss her deeply.

"Not yet, baby," The blonde whispered.

"S......"

"Hold On." Serena whispered as she kissed down Blair's neck and catching Blair's nipple between her teeth.

"I can't...." she moaned as Serena tugged on her nipple, not roughly but not gently either.

Suddenly Serena's fingers was moving again, thrusting fast and hard into her .

Blair couldn't take it, she gasped and shook her head.

Then her body went rigid and thousands of nerve points shattered with bliss as it went out through every part of her. It went on and on, one of the most intense orgasms not to mention one of the longest Blair had ever experienced.

As tremors finally reduced to small ripples, she slumped forward on her lover. Still panting and limp. Serena held her up and kissed her temple as she slowly slid her hand out of Blair.

"Fuck," Blair swore again.

Serena smirk, obviously proud of herself.

Blair had an urge to whip that smirk off Serena's face as she pulled the blonde in and kissed her. Hard.

Blair Waldof isn't bad in an elevator either.

TBC

If this is not in LJ-cut, Im srry but if it yes then......YEAH, i did it!!!

Squeesta Round 20 Motherpost

2008-08-17T02:30:34Z

Hitch your skateboards to the post and get down with the power, because it's time for the weekly Bleighton comedy jam macro fiesta, or squeesta if you will. Thanks to everyone participating!

What The Hell You Can Post: A Primer On What The Hell You Can Post.

-macros of the theme pic. To make a macro, go to ROTFLBOT or you can hit that fussy whore LOL CAT BUILDER to play with a greater variety of outline fonts and make motivational posters. If you want some LOL-spiration, you can check out I Can Haz Cheezburger. Which also has a lol cat builder.
-motivational posters
-captions
-comics
-fake ads/book covers/movie posters etc.
-drabbles inspired by the picture
-or inspired by another entry
-Multiple entries wins you a lifetime supply of everlasting gobstoppers. That is to say, one.

Here are some examples.

The Rules: Let me show you them

-All works must go under a cut.
-Don't post your work in the comments to this. Post it to the community, and I will add it to this post.
-You must have fun. Or Bleighton will get a divorce.

Theme pics go up every Saturday eventide, PST. Once you post your work to the community, it will be added to this, the motherpost. The weekly squeesta motherposts will hang out in the memories, painting their toenails, eating bonbons, and blow-drying their hair. There is no time limit on entries. If you want to post something for a squeesta pic from two months ago, go for it.

Previous Squeestas

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Blake: ...so I said "Leighton, if you'd just buy bigger blankets, I wouldn't be able to hog the covers..."
Leighton: Do me later?
Blonde girl: *mutters* Lucky bitch
Penn: Well. We're fucked.

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Something for the Weekend?

2008-08-16T11:23:09Z

I just wanted to remind y'all that the Gossip Girl Kink Meme is still going strong. There are loads of fics to be read and prompts to be claimed. So if you fancy a distraction this weekend, head on over.

Gawker Talks Waldsen

2008-08-16T02:11:35Z

This was just posted on gossipgirltv, which I swear is warming up to Bleighton.

Um, completely-out-of-context spoiler alert? "Gossip Girl" actresses Blake Lively and Leighton Meester fighting on set in Brooklyn last night. And then they stopped and giggled a bit, and played with each other's hair, and smiled coyly, and then they leaned in closer to each other, closer and closer, their breath hot, their eyes wild with possibility, they leaned closer and closer... and then farted; image via INF]

Aaron Altman's new line beats the original, Actresses Get Into Terrible Fight About Which Of Their Costars Is Gayer.

Original source here.

I Am The Body Beautiful (52 Pics of Gorgeousness)

2008-08-15T22:31:56Z

52 pictures of Blake and Leighton filming in Brooklyn. These are perhaps the most gayest, beautiful pics of them ever, and are totally going to ignite 5 skillion fics if I know this community.

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Let Me Hear Your Body Talk (Awesomesauce Spoilery Filming Pics)

2008-08-15T19:26:55Z

Pics of Blake and Leighton in character doing stuff for an upcoming episode.

ETA: two more + ridiculous commentary.

ETA: brb uploading 5,000 additional pics.

ETA: Oh fuck, I'm just going to give them their own post.

The first rule of Catfight Club is you don't talk shit about your opponent's extensions.

The second rule of Catfight Club is, you must be running entirely on pent-up sexual tension.

The fight ends when someone taps out, gets pinned to a wall, or tries to lick their opponent. All fights must eventually degenerate into sex.

Nipple twisting is encouraged. Clit twisting is an automatic win.

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time for some crack'shopping.

2008-08-15T13:34:25Z

Okay so because everyone else seems to be having awesome amounts of fun i decided it was time to give this Crackshoppin' a go.

If i'm the only mad Doctor Who fan on this comm, it is a very sad world indeed.

Yup, leighton gets to wear the suit this one time.

ALso, i'm AMAZED this one hasnt been done yet!

Slayers. Dirty, horny and bitchy.
Time for Team!Bleighton to kill them vamps, bitch.

(LOL Blake gets the awesome 'do)

And just to add to the Jossness:

Yup. Blair/Leighton can even conquer those reavers.