AN: wow I didn't leave this story dead in the water, I did that with the other ones but this one I like, anyway this chapter is one of the longer one's so I hope you enjoy it! Read and review!

Chapter Four

Grown up birthday gifts.

Charlie was lying on the bed that he shared with Mr. Wonka when he noticed something that he'd never noticed before.

Mr. Wonka had changed the room around since the first time that Charlie had shyly entered it that night so long ago when Charlie still held on to the idea of how fun it would be to have a secret lover, sure he didn't understand everything about love but now as his birthday drew closer and closer he was starting to understand a few interesting things that went hand and hand with it.

Willy sat at his desk staring into space as he had been for the last two hours, he couldn't for the life of him find anything to give Charlie for a birthday gift. He also tried not to think to hard about it because of the disastrous Valentines day.

He hadn't meant to push Charlie away he'd only wanted to give him something sweet for lovers day, but in the end he was left wondering if Charlie still loved him. The boy would be fourteen for goodness sake! Maybe there was a girl at school who was more interesting than an adult who had to work and work and work.

Charlie smiled as he tugged at the locket around his neck, a lot of the people at school thought it was from his girlfriend, he never tried to tell them deferent knowing full well that no one would understand how he felt about Mr. Wonka.

His parents had stopped getting in the way when it came to that, his mother acted like she didn't know anything was going on and his father would blush and turn away if he saw Charlie and Mr. Wonka holding hands or anything of that sort.

The fact was Charlie was becoming a little bored with the same old relationship, it was just the slight kisses that Mr. Wonka gave with a smile as though Charlie was still a child playing at being in love.

Willy leaned back in his chair and stared at the small sign that Charlie had hung on the fan (as Willy never turned the fan on) it read: if your reading this you've fallen asleep in your chair AGAIN! Now come to bed your silly fool, Love Charlie.

Willy snickered and shook his head, "sometimes that boy…" he muttered trailing off as he closed his eyes again. The sound of footsteps snapped him out of his thoughts. He looked up expecting to see Charlie but that wasn't who was standing there.

Charlie had wandered into the sugar room and was by now fully covered head to toe in the powered sweet stuff. A strange smile slid on to his lips as he remembered the sweet kiss that Mr. Wonka had given him as he promised to love him, and Charlie had promised the same, and that was also the day that Mr. Wonka allowed Charlie to start sleeping in his room. Charlie loved being able to wake up next to the warm body of the man he loved, but sometimes the teenage problems did get annoying.
Willy raised an eye brow as Mr. Bucket walked into the room, "Hello," he said softly.

Mr. Bucket frowned and sighed, "why are you sitting like that?" he asked indicating with his hand to the fact that Willy was still leaning back.

"Because I'm thinking," Willy said simply.

Mr. Bucket laughed, "About?" he said.

Willy sighed and rubbed his face, "About what I'm going to get Charlie for his birthday, I haven't a clue what he wants."

Mr. Bucket bit his lip for second before smiling, "Ask him and he'll tell you," he said turning to leave, "Oh and he's in the powered sugar room." He added before going on his way.

Willy blinked and sat up and sighed, "That was odd," he thought but stood up and started for the elevator any way.

Charlie was still lost in thought when Mr. Wonka walked into the room, "Hello Mr. Wonka," Charlie called to the handsome man.

Willy smiled and sat down next to Charlie covering his clothes with the sugar, "Hello my dear, how are you today?" he asked with a slight yawn.

"better than you it seems, didn't sleep well did you?" Charlie said reaching out to touch the pale face which looked to tired and worn down.

Willy forced a laugh, "I slept fine thank you!" he teased but the yawn that slipped past his lips didn't help matters much.

Charlie snickered and leaned forward and kissed the man's lips softly. He pulled away and smiled, "Oh I believe you," he teased.

Willy let himself lay back into the sugar and closed his eyes, "I've just had a lot on my mind lately," he said softly, a hint of sleep obscuring his voice.

Charlie smiled and laid his head against the older man's chest, "what's been on your mind?" he asked staring at the man's face.

"You," Willy said without thinking, a blush stained his cheeks as he opened his eyes and saw the look of delight on Charlie's face.

Charlie grinned and stole another kiss from his lover and laughed, "I hope they've been good thoughts he whispered.

Willy smiled and slipped an arm around Charlie's torso, "Very good thoughts," he whispered.

Charlie turned his body slightly and slipped his legs around Mr. Wonka's waist, surprising the man. "Better than thoughts of… oh lets say Chocolate?" he asked leaning closer to the man's mouth.

Willy shivered as he felt Charlie's warm break against his lips, he let his eyes flutter closed, "Oh much better than chocolate," he said, feeling heat rushing through his body.

Charlie grinned as he felt the man shutter, "Good," he said claiming Mr. Wonka's mouth.

Willy felt all thoughts slip out of his head and just kissed Charlie, any thought that this was only a fourteen year old boy seemed so foolish now. Charlie was old enough to know what he wanted.

Charlie slowly drew back and smiled at the pout on Mr. Wonka's lips, "What?" He teased.

Willy looked up and saw the delighted look on Charlie's face, "You just love doing that to me don't you?" he asked.

Charlie grinned, "Doing what?" he teased again.

Willy groaned and wigged underneath the boy, "Charlie," he said with a pout.

Charlie grinned and rolled off the older man with a laugh, "what are you getting me for my birthday?" he asked.

Willy blinked and looked at the boy, "What would you like?" He asked remembering Mr. Bucket's words.

Charlie thought about it for a moment and grinned, he leaned forward and whispered in Mr. Wonka's ear, "You, all of you,"

Willy blinked and felt the blush that stained his cheeks a dark red, "Charlie…" he whispered trailing of as Charlie nipped at his ear.

"What?" Charlie hissed.

Willy felt the protests dying in his throat, "Charlie I…" he closed his eyes and slipped his arms around the slender young man, "Its not yet your birthday my dear," he hissed pulling Charlie into his lap.

The teenager laughed and wrapped an arm around Mr. Wonka's shoulders, "Oh than I will look forward to my birthday night eh?" he said kissing the older man.

Willy drew away and took a breath trying to get his brain to work again. "Yes," was all he had to say.

EN: OMG I Love this chapter! Sorry just had to get that out there, I haven't wrote a chapter for this in a while so anyway, I had to grow Charlie up a little bit but I liked the way he turned out, the idea of Charlie dealing with teenage boy problems was funny and I liked the idea of Willy finally giving in to Charlie (Smiles) read and review and I will write more chapters! And if you like where this is going I might have to up the rating lol
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