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That Candyman is Mine!
By : Batwingedgirl
Category: A through F > Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Views: 9394 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Willy Wonka was hovering over her now, like a pale phantom, his eyes narrowed in a devilishly seductive way as he dragged his tongue across his slender lips and grinned.
“You taste delicious, Ms. Salt.” He whispered gently to her, leaning down and taking a small bite at her neck. Veruca gasped in awe of what such a little thing could do. He was licking her neck, giving it little kisses; he made a shivers run up and down her spine. She raked her fingers through his brunette hair, he was so close she could smell him, his flesh.
“You smell like chocolate!” She moaned as their lips locked together the droplets of water. Their hands exploring each others bodies in earnest passion.
“What was that, sweetie?”
Verucas blue eyes shot open at the strange female voice. It was her mother, who had entered her room to try and be more of a mother like she did once every month or so; picking up things, opening the drapes, making random motherly comments.
“What are you doing in here, mum?!?!” Veruca shouted, the last remnants of her dream falling away like a crumbling tower. She pulled the cream-colored sheets of her bed closely around her; her cheeks flush from being caught in such a situation.
“Well, darling, your room is just so messy, and, oh, what a lovely day it is outside!” Her mother exclaimed, pulling back a set of curtains, letting a terrible stream of sunlight into the room.
“That is why we have maids!!” Veruca replied, becoming more upset every second. “Please, get out of my room!”
“Dear,” Her mother began, scuttling over to Verucas bed in her red high heels, and sitting on the edge. “You’ve been on edge recently, is there anything you want to talk about?” She asked, touching Verucas face.
“No, mum, I don’t want to talk about anything! Get out of my room!!!” Veruca snarled, drawing back from her mothers’ hand.
Her mother just shrugged and made to leave her room. In the threshold of the door she turned around. “Oh, by the way, your father and I will be at the club all day, they’re having an all-day new years party! Mrs… uh… the cook has made you breakfast, whenever you want it. Bye, darling.”
New Years had actually been a few days ago, but the people at the country club never gave up an opportunity to flaunt their wealth in front of each other while getting drunk. Veruca rolled over on her side, pulling a pillow over her head to block the light.
Mrs. Salt left, shutting the door snugly behind her. As soon as Veruca heard her footsteps vanish down the stairs she fell back backwards into her bed, gathering up what shards she could remember from her dream and pasteing them back together.
Veruca sighed. For a second there she could actually smell chocolate, she could feel his hair through her fingers. She could feel is tongue running along her neck. She shivered again delightfully and got up out of bed. She really needed to take a nice warm shower.
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I’m going to try to get the next chapter up later on tonight… well.. I’ll try.
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