Charlie & the Chocolate Factory does not belong to me in any way, shape, or form. This story is a work of fiction made off of Roald Dahl book and screenplay.

Rating-M

Pairing- Willy and (older) Charlie.

Summary- Charlie has been 16 for a while now and can't seem to stop having these strange dreams about Willy.

~~Story~~

"How do I look" I heard Charlie say through his door and then heard a muttered response from Slugworth's saying that it really didn't matter I was still going to fu- I opened the door before he could finish and glared at him. He just waved me off and walked out the door.

"Are you ready to go on are picnic Charlie" He nodded happily and grabbed my hand lacing are fingers together and pulling his door shut before heading down the hall. He was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a red button-up, I of cause was wearing my normal brown suit with a light purple shirt today and I held my cane in my left hand. Charlie had the picnic basket in hand as they entered the candy room, he had a blanket folded over his arm that he laid down over the fake candy grass before kneeling and motioning me to sit down, I took my set next to him and leaned back against a gum tree and Charlie handed me sandwich and curled up against my side resting his head on my chest as he ate.

"Willy, what did you do before you opened the factory?" I simple stared at my sandwich in pure disguste; Charlie picked up on that and gave me a concerned look sitting up. "What's wrong do you not like ham?" I shook my head feeling bad that I had made him feel bad.

"Its not that Charlie it's just…there's not any…sugar on this" He glared at me before laughing.

"Is sugar all you think about?" I nodded seriously, kissing him lightly.

"That's probably why I'll always love you, you're extremely sweet…well other than your good looks of course" I said jokingly. He just shook his head with a blush and took my sandwich form me and rummaged through his basket.

"I thought this might happen so…here peanut butter and jelly" I smiled happily and took a bite, the sweet jelly making my mouth tingle. "Now tell me, what did you do-"

"Before I opened the factory?" he glared and I continued. "I was a child." he hit my arm, so again I continued on with my strangely formula life story. "I was a poor boy, I grow up in a boy's home…yes I was an orphan. My parents had three other children to feed other than me so they shipped me off to a home, I was a good student even though I didn't start school till I was 11, and even then it was home schooling. After five years of that I went to a college in London to be a professors assistants, basically I was only allowed to listen to the class from inside his study, but I still found them so interesting and would later discuss them with him while I cleaned. He said I was his best student, and that he wished I had the money to actually take his class. After two more years I had saved up enough to leave my life and go and sail the world with seven other men…one of which was my lover at the time, who had been the teacher's student." I felt Charlie stiffen in my arms at the word lover; I waited till his body relaxed before talking again. "We went Russia, Germany, South America, North America, Africa, and so many other little places. But what was always the same about each place was the chocolate, I loved the sweet flavors and so did Marcuss. I was 24 when we finally headed home, Mark and I told the professor of are travels and what we had leaned. We ended up getting a small apartment, just down the street from the school. Mark started classes again and I began working on making chocolate. After another two years I had a nice little business running out of our home, people paid whatever they had for just a piece of it…Mark become greedy taking every last penny they had to offer. He had changed and I began to miss the old him, the one that had shared my passion for sweets. I had never cared for money, as long as I had enough to get thought I was fine, but Mark need more and more of it. In the end he stole my recipe and ran away with the building mangers daughter. I had to start over again; thankfully I got a job working at a candy shop, not to far from my home. The owner was an old rich women who let me stay and word on recipes all night if I wanted, and I did most nights. We ended up only selling the things I made, we then hired some people and they would help me cook and then after some time we moved to a different place. A bigger building, I hired more people and then we moved to a bigger place once the need for are chocolate became greater, I hired more people. I worked there till I was 31 and that's when the old lady died and left me her fortune. I bought this factory and started everything that you see, till someone sold my recipes and that's when I closed the factory up and moved to Africa to live in peace for a while. But when I turned 42 I decided to come home and start a new with only oomph loompa's helping me and well you know the rest" He stared at me widened eyed.

"You had such a life Willy…Can we go to all the places together one day." I smiled nodding.

"When you're older and I'm aloud to hold you in public, yes we can." He blushed before slowly crawling into my lap, straddling my hips. He lowered his lips onto mine, this kiss was much better than the one yesterday and before I knew it I had Charlie on his back with his legs wrapped tightly around my waist. I started to kiss down his neck pulling his shirt aside so I bit and suck on that sweet skin without leaving a viewable mark. I licked of the purple skin moving lower, unbuttoning his shirt as I went. He moans grow loud as I went lower.

"Oh Willy!" he moaned as I took one of his soft peach colored nipples into my month, and before I could work his pants of, and oomph loompa came running or well waddling over to us tapping my shoulder before whispering in my ear.

"Oh dear" I pulled back buttoning Charlie's shirt "are you sure?" the some orange creature nodded, he then ran off again. "Charlie it would seem that your Grandma Georgina has taken ill and your mother wish's for you to go see her immediately" I sighed looking at the beautiful boy laying flustered in front of me. I rubbed his cheek with my hand kissing him lightly before standing and helping him up.

~~~A/N~~~

Okay that's that chapter.

I'm really into male pregnancy, so if anyone doesn't want that for little Charlie speak now or I'll make him preggers. But really I know that boys getting pregnant really bugs some people so just let me know and I wont do anything.

Manda

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