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The Candyman's Education
By : Shaduan
Category: A through F > Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Views: 6454 -:- 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 had always been a visually-oriented sort of person. His candies and their packaging were always well-designed and pleasing to the eye, indicating that had he not been a candymaker, he might have been an artist.
Right now, however, he was visually oriented towards the nude Parvati. Though he had never really felt any strong fascination towards women, let alone girls his own age, there was something utterly captivating about having a shapely woman disrobe in front of one without overture, in a way that made his mouth go dry and the rest of him feel more than a little cold-sweaty.
He was, after all, only nineteen – and while the harsh hormonal tides of puberty had largely left him alone, at the moment they were gently bashing him against the rocks of anticipatory pre-lust.
“Now,” said Parvati from approximately nine billion miles away, “I want you to name something that I remind you of.”
“Caramel sauce,” he said promptly.
“Caramel sauce?”
“Just when it gets to be that perfect golden-brown color – not too raw, and not burnt either.”
“A very good start. I’ve always liked caramel.”
“And… and the way your hair is braided… reminds me of a shipment of licorice whips due to go out next week.”
“And these?” He glanced down to helplessly study the twin mounds of flesh she now cupped in her hands for his inspection. By his modest estimation, her breasts looked like each one would tidily fill one of his hands. He wondered if this was true, and some part of him wanted to find out. He knew he was starting to blush – his natural inquisitiveness was waging war with his feeling that such things ought not to happen to him, but he soldiered bravely on. His violet eyes continued downward, tracing the smooth curve of her hips (a shape which aroused in him a sort of instinctive sense of femininity), past the mysterious dark wedge of pubic hair and over her well-defined thighs. There was, in his estimation, not a single straight edge on her. Every part flowed smoothly into the next without seam or edge.
Her toenails were painted gold, he noticed. An interesting detail.
He spied the silk veil lying on the floor behind her and felt a sudden surge of relief. He stooped at her feet, and trying not to bump into anything on the way back up, pulled the veil back up to cover her.
“I think I’ve learned plenty today!” he chirped desperately, trying to assure her with a grin so broad it hurt his face, while he hurriedly knotted the corners of the silk at her shoulder. “I’d like to take a few days to digest what I’ve learned, and maybe in a couple of weeks we can resume my lessons!” He gently but firmly took her by the shoulders, turned her about, and propelled her gently out the door. He shut the door just as she turned to protest, and put his back to the comfortingly solid slab of wood in utter relief, wiping his brow on his sleeve.
Then he saw that her jeweled pin was still lying on his desk, where’d she’d left it. His head sagged.
Willy swore, but because of his naturally mild-mannered disposition the most severe oath that escaped was, “Oh, gobstoppers…”
H ewould have to make sure it got back to her. He didn’t want to have to face her again. He didn’t, and he did. It was almost like his first bite of chocolate – it was scary and wonderful and shocking and slightly forbidden all rolled up in a brightly-colored wrapper, and Parvati had just peeled away a bit of the foil and given him a taste of what he could have.
And, like his first bite of chocolate, some part of him wanted more.
He’d gotten overexcited, he decided finally, peeling his purple house-robe off and hanging it up. He climbed into his gigantic bed and extinguished the lamp.
It was a long time before he slept.
*****
Author's note: Nope, no real Wonkasmut yet... but the seed has been planted...
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