Something Sweet | By : Deppgirl Category: A through F > Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Views: 5495 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: 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. |
Disclaimer : I do not own anything related to Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. That is the property of Roald Dahl/Warner Bros. I especially do not own Johnny Deep/Willy Wonka, if I did then I would be off indulging in my little fantasies instead of writing them down here ; )
A/N This chapter is dedicated especially to Lauren - Happy Birthday!!! : D Here’s your pressie, just what you asked for!
Oh, and WillyWonkaIsMySweetCandyMan - Look I updated! So lets put the banana shaped sticks away, k?! : P
Chapter 5
The next day found Willy and Charlie in the Inventing Room, brainstorming. Or rather, Charlie was brainstorming, Willy was simply staring into space with a dazed look on his face. Charlie looked at his mentor concernedly before shrugging and looking back at the page of ideas laid out before him.
“So then I was thinking we could make these little sour fruit-shaped candies, with fizzy sherbet inside…”
“Mmmm,” answered Willy. “And could we add vanilla to that?”
“Willy!” Charlie sighed, exasperated. “What is the matter with you?”
“What?” Willy asked, with a puzzled expression.
“Everything I’ve said, you’ve asked could we add vanilla to it. You even wanted to put vanilla in the Cherry Cola Flavoured Liquorice this morning!” Charlie shouted. His voice softened, “Is something bothering you?”
“Oh no, I’m fine.” Willy lied. *”Apart from the fact that you woke up this morning wrapped around your jacket, trying to see if it still smelt like 16 year-old girl.” he thought to himself* “Nothing’s botheri…”
Before he could finish, the door of the Invention Room swung open and in walked exactly what *was* bothering him. His eyes roved over Annabelle’s figure, noting her form-fitting shirt. They moved downwards and he stifled a groan at the skirt that came just above her knees, exposing her long, white legs. Her glossy hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail.
“Wait,” he said to himself, “What am I thinking? It’s one thing to like the way she smells, but to be lusting after her body?!” He shook his head slightly.
“Hey Annabelle,” Charlie grinned. “What brings you to this neck of the woods?”
“Mum told me you guys were here, so I just dropped by to see what you were up to.”
“Well, not much.” Charlie stared pointedly at Willy before smiling again. “Sit down, we won’t bite!”
Willy glanced at Annabelle as she took the chair beside him, crossing her legs and giving him a tantalising glimpse of thigh as she did. Willy couldn’t help it ; he choked.
Annabelle turned her head towards him sharply. “Oh my goodness! Are you okay Willy?” Willy continued to splutter as Annabelle slapped him on the back and Charlie quickly poured him a glass of water. Red in the face, he grabbed the glass from Charlie’s hand and gulped it down, gasping and slumping back in his chair when he’d finished.
“How did you choke Willy, you weren’t eating anything?” Annabelle asked confusedly. Willy looked up, Charlie had the same puzzled look on his face.
“Well, I…”
“Go on,” said a little voice in his head. “Tell her you choked on a moan, while perving over her legs.”
Suddenly Willy realised that the hand ,which had been patting his back only moments before, had now moved to his arm and was stroking it lazily. He stared in horror at it before looking up to it’s owners face. Annabelle stared back at him intently. “I, I have to go!” And with that he stood up grabbed his cane and ran, full pelt, for the door.
Annabelle stared after him, before turning to look at Charlie. He shrugged. “He hasn’t been himself all morning,” he explained lamely.
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Unknown to Willy, he was not the only person to have reacted to “The Embrace” the previous night. Annabelle had also tossed and turned the night before, unable to get him out of her head. Even now as she walked into her room, she couldn’t stop thinking about his warm, firm body, his arms wrapped around her and the way they had just seemed to, *fit*
Mentally she chastised herself for that last thought. “You don’t *fit* Annabelle, because he would never be interested in you.” However, she didn’t see any harm in having a little crush on the chocolatier. “Because that’s all it is,” she spoke out loud, “a crush. It’s not like I’m in love with him or something! Hahahaha…shit.” Groaning, she flung herself onto the bed and stared at the canopy above.
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Across the hall, Willy came out of his bathroom, drying his hair with a towel. “I only took a shower because I’m a firm believer in personal hygiene,” he told himself. “And I happen to prefer cold water. I was not, repeat not, aroused!”
Oh, who was he kidding? He sat on the edge of his bed and lay back, not caring that he was naked and damp, and therefore soaking the bedcovers. Of course he’d been aroused by her.
“And why not?” asked the voice in his head. “You’re a red-blooded male, she’s an attractive young girl. So you’re turned on by her? What’s wrong with that?”
“Uh, the fact that she’s 16?” piped up another little voice. “You can’t lust after a 16 year- old gi…hey!” the voice protested as Willy pushed it out of his head.
“I’ve fallen for her,” he admitted out loud to himself. He couldn’t change that. “But I am *not* gonna lay one finger on her delectable little body!” That included her delicious smelling hair, her luscious mouth, those perky little breasts that every shirt seemed to cling to, her long, white legs that would look oh so good tied to his rich mahogany bedposts…
He felt a tightening in his groin and moaned, raising his head to stare at his growing erection. “Time for another shower I think,” he muttered, trying to sound cheery.
A/N It’s time for a little smut, don’t ya think…! Maybe next chapter? ; )
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