Chapter 1. The Party

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball or any of the characters

Bulma woke up, stretching and yawning, scrubbing her face to enter consciousness. It had been a long week, but today she was celebrating her birthday, and she was more than willing to celebrate it in a big way. First, she would treat herself with a day at the spa, to end her day with an extreme clubbing night.

Vegeta didn't sleep much, so he had been training since very early in the morning. After many hours, Goku and Raditz join him, they stopped when Nappa call them for lunch. They all ate while Nappa run the through possible training drills, Raditz was being, as always, annoying, and Goku was being silent, which was strange, Vegeta thought because generally he was an idiot. –Something wrong?-Vegeta asked looking at Goku, getting a smile out him. Goku was waiting for someone to ask him and he very stupidly fell into his strategy, Vegeta sigh.

-It's Bulma's birthday- Goku said like they were supposed to now this Bulma person –Right, she's by best friend and there is a huge party in her honor, I was thinking that maybe we can go?- he laugh it out.

-So, is this Bulma a good laid- Raditz asked causing Vegeta to roll his eyes.

-Gross, she is like a sister. I met her when I was on that internship on Earth. We basically grew up together, although she is a bit older- Goku said casually.

-Well, I'll love a party, lot of chicks means lots of sex- said Raditz blatantly.

-We should be heading home- said Nappa expressing disinterest on the matter.

-It's a small stop on our way home- Goku reply promptly. –Won't take us a lot of our time- he almost pleaded.

- There are more than 2000 women waiting for the arrival of Vegeta, remember that he's in the process of choosing a queen. -Nappa said with a scowl.

Vegeta recalled his condemnation, the terrible task to which he had to submit to upon his arrival at Vegeta-sei –We're going- he said coldly and the three men remain silently in shock.

-Within 8 months, the most coveted and powerful man in the universe will be crowned king. - said an obnoxious red headed women on the t.v. screen.

-That's right! Currently he is in the process of selecting a queen; thousands of women from across the galaxy have been summoned. - explained a blond hair girl in a frenetic way.

-I would kill for being one of those summoned girls, the prince is so hot- The red headed women promptly replied and the audience squealed.

-To be evaluated as meat, how romantic!-Bulma said drawing watering poison between her phrases –Please, change the channel-

-Do not tell me you're jealous of not receiving an invitation- Chi chi asked between laughs.

-Let me tell you, I happened to have received the invitation, but I had to decline it indicating that I was engaged- she said casually.

-Engaged?- Chi chi asked in disbelief.

-Yes, committed to my beliefs of not allowing myself to be auctioned as cattle- Bulma answered and both girls laugh out loud.

Bulma was wearing a red wig and some sort of eye mask, while Chi chi was platinum blond and wearing fairy wings. She was on the VIP lounge when she saw him, right next to Goku, the prince of the saiyans. She had to bite her tongue and give it to him; He was indeed hot. A carpet of women's drool rolled under his feet. She stayed put while Chi chi went down the stars out of the VIP louge.

- Goku!- Chi chi yelled while wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him a kiss on the cheek, getting him a snort from Raditz and Nappa, but he didn't care.

-Hi- he answered with a broad smile approaching her and wrinkling his nose –You smell weird, like different-

-Don't you like it? - Chi chi asked almost offended.

-No, I mean is not bad. Is just, you don't smell like you and I like your natural smell the most- he said a little embarrassed.

Chi chi gave a caring smile –Iit was spa day, what you smell should be one of the products, but it will were off- she explained as the two of them got caught up in their little world. Nappa and Raditz scattered, probably for different reasons.

In the mean time, Vegeta walked away from the group and made his way right to the bar counter, He made a sign and the bartender nodded bringing him a shot of a red concoction. Not a minute had passed before a group of girls approached him. He drank his shot at once and ordered two more; paying no attention to his new fan club. Bulma laughed at the situation, but because she was a mischievous girl with mischievous intentions she decided to do something a little naughty. *It's, after all, my birthday* she thought.

The bartender pour two more glasses to the saiyan prince, he was about to take them when Bulma went ahead stealing his drinks, she swallowed one of them leaving the glass clean at the tale of the bar. –Thank you- she said to the saiyan with a wink and leave.

Vegeta was paralyzed with anger, he was upset. The indignation of the woman's impertinence toward him filled him with rage. He was inflamed and decided to follow the red headed women, she would pay for her wrongdoing.

The women sat on one of the tables of the VIP lounge, all by herself; she then drank the other shot as Vegeta looked at her infuriated; within seconds he was in front of her, making the bodyguards of the VIP lounge panic, but she waved at them to dismiss them.

-You know who I'm I? –he asked almost biting her head off.

-Yes and your welcome- she said sweetly with I wry smile, her answered confused him, and she saw that –I'm sorry, I didn't realize that you wanted to continue to be flattered by your fan club. What was I thinking? – She said sarcastically -It's obvious that someone like you like to be adored-

Vegeta was appalled by this women –I could punish you and your entire race for you insolence- he barked at her showing slightly his teeth, and, god that make Bulma drool, she felt hot but will not give him the satisfaction of show it to him, instead she roll her eyes.

-Don't be such a cry baby, if you're mad about the drink. Sit! - She said pointing to the chair in front of her, looked over a girl in the corner and made her a circle sign with her finger.

Vegeta stayed still in silence –Seriously you're annoying me, sit!-Bulma said impatiently and Vegeta scowl, but comply with her indication. The waitress put a tray of shots between them; she took one and drank it –Come one gobble up!-

-Are you trying to get me drunk?- he said throwing a look of distrust.

-Only if that makes you less of a bitch!- Bulma jokingly indicated. Vegeta lips twitch into a grin and he had to drink several of the shots on one go to mask the laugh that he was building up. Bulma stood up and walk away, deciding that she needed a little space because she was, honestly, a little annoyed by him; so to the dancing floor she went and when she turn around she met him again.

Shocked and frustrated she sigh –Now what?- she asked without finesse –I helped you, I even bought you your stupid drink, why are you following me?- she added between puffs –Or are you planning to dance with me?- she laughed at the idea, but the smile was replaced with panic when Vegeta took her hand and drawing her to him, until she collided with his chest. A rush traveled thorough her body, making her get a blush that match the color on her wig, so she looked to her feet to concealed it.

They dance several songs and Bulma felt in trance, he smelled so good she thought, she felt heat accumulating between her thighs – Well, I got you silent, I bet some people will pay me good If I tell them how to make you stop talking- he said causing her to give him a poisonous look. –Or maybe, you like my company, don't tell you're going to join that fan club you spat about-

-Don't be delusional- she said slapping him on his shoulder. Vegeta took her hand and gaze at her –You dare to hit me, I really should punish you for that- he said locking his eyes with hers mad at her actions, breathing heavily, his eyes had grown impossible darker and she loved it. Bulma bit her lower lip, unconsciously rubbing her thighs against each other, she then decided to clear her throat –I didn't hit you I merely spat you- she said softly while she licked her lips. Something about her was driving him insane, he wanted to taste those lips, and he drowned at the thought of tasting her skin. Bulma started to walk away and like a moth to flame he followed the red headed minx, she stopped and got in what look like a storage room and yet again he kept following.

Bulma never looked back, she knew he was there and when the door closed behind them she turned around to face him -But if you really feel that I have transgressed you- she said with a soft voice -I consider that a punishment is in order- she said with a wide smile and a suggestive tone, then she got closer to him. There was no expression to be seen in his face, but on the next second he closed their gap and sunk into the woman´s seductive mouth, Bulma's arms wrap around his neck, he groaned picking her up as she wrapped her gorgeous legs around his waist.

Bulma had second thoughts, recapitulated what she was doing and thought she was crazy, but the thinking portion of her brain stopped all activities when she lean on the crook of his neck and inhale his scent deeply –You smell so good- she said as she trip further into damnation when she felt a furry thing crawling inside her dress groping her breast, Bulma thanked god for not putting a bra that day.

Vegeta growled and smirk against Bulma's skin –And you smell like someone that wants to get fucked- then he looked at her with a cocky smile, Bulma tried to looked shocked –But don't worry you're gonna- he added.

Bulma smiled as he starts kissing her again. A groan escaped out off her as she was kissed in the hottest way she was ever kissed in her life; in fact, she was redefining what making out should be. She let out a breathy moan, while she started to grind against him rocking slightly against her overheated core, something needy that didn't knew she had in her was building inside her. Vegeta put her down onto the surface of a small working bench, hooking his fingers around the sides of her panties and pulling them off, spreading her legs wider with the help of his legs, taking a look over her smooth, bare lips, swollen with need and almost glowing with her juices, without doubt he placed to fingers inside her making her arc her back allowing him to go deeper inside her, his tail unwittingly screwed around Bulma's waist, he was stunned by the actions of his very treacherous appendage *He didn't even knew this women's name and yet your acting so familiar* he yelled in his head at his tail, but when he felt her clamp around his fingers he hissed and willingly tight her tail around her. –You're so wet, how can you be so ready for me?-

-God, Vegeta, less talk more fucking- Bulma said surprising the saiyan by slipping her tongue into his mouth getting tangled with his as he kept pumping his finger inside her, while he played with her nipples over her dress. She pressed one of her hand over his very hard manhood while the other played with his hair –I want you inside me- she moaned and Vegeta almost roar while he reached down to push off his uniform pants and without hesitation complied surging himself inside her, letting Bulma escape a silent moan as he drove down inside her. –You're too big- she said trying push him away to adjust to him –You're impossibly tight- he replied as he made a guttural sound *She felt so good, so exquisitely nice* he thought. Powerful thrusts pushed against her at a very slow rhythm, making her screamed will he moaned, after a few minutes she felted like she needed more, so Bulma wrapped her legs around the saiyan waist again and he groan speeding his thrusts.

Bulma was a moaning mess, she felt the edge of an unavoidable release, and she want it so badly so desperately, he felt so good to the point that she chant his name proud fully like a mantra, all off this was insane, spasms engulfed her as she cry out her culmination while pushing her hips up to make her climax last longer, then she was finished, tired and satisfied as she had never been, but Vegeta let out a mischievous laugh, he wasn't done, he pull himself out and turn Bulma so her chest was against the bench surface, and without any consideration drove himself inside her again, she clamp around him trying to regroup herself, but he was still going, his thrusts as powerful as they always were made her moan helplessly while feeling spent.

Vegeta was never a compassionate or caring man with his bed-mates. He took what he need it without even thinking about the needs of his counterpart, but seen this women cry out in pleasure made him want it to last longer, made him want to savor every second and to prolong his release only because she felt that good. Basically, for the first time of his life, he wanted to fuck her partner senseless. –This is punishment- he said with a low seductive voice right on her ear making her shudder; he let out a smile, a real smile, that if Bulma had seen it, she would have melted into a bigger puddle; but because she didn't see it, his words spite her, so in response she squeeze her internal muscles around him, making Vegeta groan and Bulma smiled in delight.

*Was this women defying him?* he asked himself and something inside him stirred up. Vegeta make his move, something he never have done before, something reprehensible considering he was not his mate, but god he needed to show her that she shouldn't try to mess with him. Bulma felt the furry appendage toy with his overused pearl; she couldn't contain her screams of pleasure, the pressure in her belly building up again –Didn't thought you had it in you, but it seems you body wants to come again. Do you?-Vegeta paused getting closer to Bulma earlobe –Do you want to come again with my cock?-Bulma denied fervently shaking his head –So this little whore is a liar- he said and pressed harder against her pearl, she didn't want to let him win, but her body wanted to lose and it did; she moaned and buck her hips against him coming with the same intensity that the first time, she kept meeting her hips with his thrusts he just felt so good.

Vegeta felt himself getting over the edge *Fuck, she's so tight and wet. Shit* he said to himself while he tensed, he wanted to prolong this *It shouldn't be this difficult* he thought remembering a time that he lasted until he got so bored that he just didn't feel like coming at all, he did but he didn't savor his ecstasy. But this was a lose battle, as the red head move vigorously and took his tail in her hand massaging gently as if she was grateful for the pleasure his appendage had given to her.

He started to move faster and more erratically, that's when Bulma knew -Please, anywhere but inside- she pleaded and then she felt him spasm inside her.

Several minutes later Bulma was looking for her panties, she wore a scowl on her face –Well, thank you for leaving a mess inside me; know I'm all sticky, guess the party is over- she said putting her underwear on annoyed, while Vegeta adjust himself. –It was punishment, when you're been punish you can't possibly expect to make demands- the saiyan male said with a impossible grin on his face, if truth were to come out, he would have to admit that he just couldn't bring himself to do it elsewhere, but hell will freeze before admitting his defeat.

He watched as the red headed girl make a gruff sound and got out off the storage room slamming the door shot.