Out of everything in the video Sam had suggested for him, what finally sent Chris over the edge was the look Sam had given to Owen when he took Sam's cock into his mouth. He jerked himself through his orgasm and knew he had to figure out a way to pay for an Only Fans subscription once this hellish month was over. He panted softly as he came back down only to glance at the time in the taskbar of his new computer. "Fuck!" he muttered, realizing he was already one minute past the deadline Chuck had given him.

He didn't bother to wipe his come from his cock and just stuffed himself back into his pants. He wiped his hands on his comforter and practically ran out of his suite, having to go back to grab his key. He didn't know how late he was by the time he was on his knees outside the room number he'd been given, but he knew this wasn't the way to make a good impression like Sam had suggested. He pounded hard on the door, unable to hold himself back from going full-speed ahead. Once he had nothing else to do but wait, he felt like he was vibrating out of his skin, and he hoped Chuck wouldn't be too upset with him.

Evening had fallen by the time Bonnie rose from her position adjacent to the river, tucking ingredients into her satchel and holding her grimoire close to her chest. She lifted her eyes up to the multicoloured sky, clouds of cotton candy pinks and blues softly filtering the daylight. Now that the sun had gone into hiding, Bonnie knew it was only a matter of hours before the moon rose and climbed to its highest point, before she would have to do the same. As she began to move up the mound of earth and grass and back onto Wickery Bridge, Bonnie pulled the spellbook from her chest and turned it back to the magnum opus of her collaboration with Blair  — their greatest fear spell.

It was impossible to know if a spell would hold or stick, if it would pack the kind of power one needed to subdue someone  — especially a someone like Katherine Pierce. Still, Bonnie intended to try anyway. She would use Waldorf and Bennett blood and magic to strengthen the enchantment, and once the other brunette was safe in her luxury home, Bonnie would finish what they had started; she would track down Katherine, and it would be gloves off from there. Damon had told her that she needn’t worry about linking herself to Katherine, that he practically had the moonstone on layaway, but that wasn’t enough for Bonnie. They still had miles to go before Katherine would stop being a threat — and before Bonnie would do away with an idea simply because Damon suggested it.

Bonnie supposed that the linking spell had been a desperately made decision, but there was not an inkling of doubt within her that such a hold over Katherine could be anything but beneficial. Still, it would be difficult; and though Bonnie was growing in strength and ability everyday, she still wasn’t Grams. Having Katherine’s blood, however, could prove fruitful for other reasons, other spells. 

Holding a glass of champagne, Blair twirled it around as she looked around the lobby with a slight smirk on her face. Everyone looked holy and evil, a little disoriented because of the drinks, and happy. This is what the party's supposed to be about. The smell of sex and desire filled her nose as she strolled towards the entrance of the building as she passed her fellow party mates. This was when she felt her phone buzz in her hand. Looking at the message, her smirk grew larger than before. Surprise, surprise. The Queen B does get what she wants. Downing her drink instantly, she headed towards the receptionist and grabbed another drink on the way. Showing them the message, she got the key and approached the elevator. Once entering it, she turned towards the door and awaited the closing doors, now going up to the real party, her real party.

With Blair's drink being halfway gone as she arrived to her destination, she slid the card into the opening and opened the door. Waltzing inside, she looked around and smiled softly as she saw the beauty of her surroundings. This place was outstanding, of course, but did it meet B's expectations? And there it was. The ultimate king sized bed she was hopefully going to preform on tonight. She laughed a bit as she saw the essentials to go with it. Holding up the blindfold, she bit her bottom lip and looked around once again. "Jess Knightly, you sure are one hell of a party planner." She mumbled under her now big smile. The candles, lighting, roses, whipped cream, fresh picked strawberries, and chocolate fountain made this experience a little more bearable. Blair couldn't wait to get things started.