Favorite mistake
Sorry guys I deleted this before, I was making some adjustments here and there. Ill be posting chapter 2 later today, and number 3 tomorrow.
First part
-The three-year Gap-
I do Not Own DragonBall or any of the characters; Not I am getting money from this…
I am planning to cover all DragonBall gaps between Bulma and Vegeta… that is why I am going to be publishing every few days… I hope you like it… this is my first fic, in like ten years.
This is a trying chapter… if you like it, I will be updating every 2 or 3 days… I am waiting for your comments and critics.
Chp 1
So we start
Today was his lucky night. He could feel it.
The Z Fighter checks himself in the mirror one more time. 'Looking good" he thought while fixing the expensive black tie that accompanied his expensive tailored suit.
"Finally, I'm getting some action tonight," said Yamcha while practicing his seductive smile in the mirror.
Since coming back to life Bulma and Yamcha did not have a second alone, intimacy had totally disappeared from their relationship. First, all the Nameks and that Saiyan monster had invaded Bulma's home, giving her not time to spend with him, even if he had just come back from the death. Thanks to Kami the asshole Saiyan had stolen a ship and ran away to space. But the gentle Nameks took longer to vacate.
After the green people had left the Brief residence, Yamcha was ready for some steamy rebounding time with his girl and then. Boom!... That asshole, that vicious killer had just returned from space. That made everything worse since the Saiyan returned about two months ago Bulma's attention and energy were directed at the monster. Inventing for him, fighting with him, repairing things for him, making excuses fully for his behavior, and fighting, more fighting… Thing was even worse after the boy from the future informed Goku about the androids. But he knew things would improve. After that he remembered that you had wished Bulma, a healthy baby, that mean they relationship was going to step up at some point soon.
And that may be tonight… He was going to change that, Yamcha was ready to blow her girlfriend mind.
Not in the mood to argue, Bulma had agreed to go out with his sweet boyfriend for the night. She knew very well that since being revived, she had neglected him, at least sexually. And he as caring as always, had been super patient. 'About a year' she taught. Being surprised herself by the lack of intimacy in their relationship. She had not realized how long had it being and probably would not have if her house guest would not have made her remember it in the most embarrassing way possible.
It was 3:00 am when she abandoned her lab.
'I swear, if I have to repair another boot, I am going to become Super Sayayin myself and go into a murder rage.'
The blue haired woman dragged her feet to the kitchen, yawning all the way.
She served herself some milk and drank it in a few seconds, once again she had skipped some meals, but it was too late now to eat if she still wished for a good night sleep.
-Woman, you look like crap. A soft, subtle voice sounded near here.
-What the fuck! She flicked, throwing the glass towards the sound.
Vegeta caught the glass in the air by mere reflex.
-Are you crazy female?! Put your shit together.
And then nothing. She said nothing. Her eyes grew as plates and her face got as red as a tomato, but for the first time, she said nothing. -What the hell is wrong with you wom.. He could not finish.
AHHHHH! She screams covering her face and turning around.
-What in hell? He muttered, annoyed as hell.
-Cover yourself… you, you… Asshole!
One… Two… Three…
Vegeta looked at his hand, still holding the glass, and then down…
He was Naked, as Kami had brought him to the world…
'Damn it,' he was embarrassed, but no way in hell he will let the woman know that.
He had come out of the shower, starving and thirsty, and just with a towel around his waist, he walked into the kitchen, initially thinking no one would be awake at that time, even when he felt the female he decided just to ignore her and get some food. But when the crazy female threw the glass at him, he let the towel go without even realizing.
A growl leaves his throat before -Damm woman put yourself together!... Haven't you ever seen a naked person before?
-Well, of course, I have!- She turned around, soon realizing her mistake.
She could not take her eyes away, going up and down his perfect muscular figure.
He felt expose, but no way in hell she will know that, so he put his most arrogant expression.
-Woman.. close your mouth, I know you haven't seen a real man like me before, but you have to hold it together. His arrogance was all over the top, or at least he could masquerade the feeling in the pit of his stomach that was telling him to run away.
She tried to control her breathing and blushing, but it was a total loss battle… she needed to get out of there… fast.
-Arghh! You asshole!, I am just impressed at your lack of decency, you do wish a beauty like me will even glance in your direction. She screamed, and the ran out of the kitchen as if he life were depending on that.
Never before she had run so fast, she believed she almost flight.
As Bulma reach her room, she noticed her breathing getting even faster and her legs weaker. She barely had a look to the Saiyan naked body, to her toned, glorious, well-formed body to react like a heated teenager.
-What the hell is wrong with me? (mental slap)
Not that she did not notice that the warrior had a killer body, but c'on!... she was behaving like a 15 years old virgin, all flustered and blushed just a naked man… A gorgeous naked man.
-Stop it! (another mental Slap)
-How long has it been?
And then she realized with shock… More than a year has passed since she had even get a heather make up session.
-I need to get laid, Asap! She told herself with determination.
That is why despite her exhaustion, she put her best sexy lingerie and her favorite red mini dress. This was the night, she told herself. She has spent at least one hour making her makeup and hair perfect. But he was late… as always.
She decided to take the smoke in her balcony while waiting for Yamcha. He better had a good excuse to be late; she thought losing her patience. She needed to get out of that house before certain alien came back into her mind, where he was clearly staying since that night in the kitchen.
-Woman! The scream resonates thru all the wall.
Last thing she needed, a needy, extremely hot and angry Saiyan. 'Where the hell is Yamcha?'
-What?! She screams back, without even knowing where the hell in the home he was, but she was sure he would listen even if she whispered.
The angry Sayayin stormed into her room, almost breaking the door, The blasted women knew that he could nor tolerate, her stupid smoking, the smell just sickened the hell out of him. But she did not even turn around.
He walked to the balcony, where he knew well was the place where she indulged her nasty habit. Before he could scream at her again, he stops suddenly. 'What the hell is this woman "wearing"?.
He could not even remember why he came into her room for. His eyes went from her top to bottom. He had seen her wearing bulgar garments before, but this? What the hell was this?... Her long toned legs were totally exposed, no and inched was covered. It was very ridiculous the ways this dumb woman revealed her body, but this was she selling herself or what. Suddenly he felt anger, why, he could not figure out, but he was mad at hell and the only thing he knew it that it was her fault.
-Get over with it. What do you want?
She slowly turned around, gathering the little patience that she still possessed.
He narrowed his eyes, without noticing that one of them was twitching. For Kami Sake, the front of the dress was even worse. She was practically showing her chest in the most vulgar manner possible. The cleavage of the dress was way down her breast, showing, well everything, and at the same time, almost as a miracle, still covering the essentials, no more than that.
-woman?
-what? She answers dryly.
-You look like a whore. His did not even think before speaking.
-What? She screamed, throwing her cigarette to the floor.
-I said that… long pause… You look like a cheap whore!. He did not intend to scream, but she was so obnoxious and vulgar… She was better off naked… and all that paint on her face… and that smell… what was all that ridiculous display?
-you are jerk!. I have a hot date tonight, and I look fantastic! And you have no right to…
He gave a long, challenging step towards here, noticing how the blood was rushing wildly to her face. 'Hot date, what the fuck that even means?'
-Woman seriously, you look and smell terrible. He said sniffing the hair.
-Ahhh! What the fuck? You better shut up mister, or else. She stepped forward him putting a finger right in his chest… She was so infuriated, and… and what?.She was feeling a strange rush towards her body, and unknown, unsettling rush.
-jm! Else what woman? What do you think you can do?.. Another step forward.
And then she smiles, with a malice he had never seen her before. She looked so calm and collected suddenly that he got chills on his back neck.
-Well, I can quickly deactivate certain gravity machine, until certain stubborn Saiyan apologize… For being a complete asshole! Her voice rise again in a second
His angry eyes encounter her… Once again she was challenging him, and despite his desire to do so, he was still hesitating on breaking her neck.
-Don't you dare! I'll kill you if..
-Shut up. You won't kill me! Her voice had turned arrogant.
How dare she? He could crush here with a finger.
-You have a Dying Wish female. His voice was proud, deep and had turned soft.
Her body just shaked, she was not scared, she was…an uncomfortable voice interrupted them.
-B?
-What?! They both turned around screaming in one voice.
Yamcha arrived the home, with a beautiful bouquet of roses. But as soon as he approximated the main door he could hear the screams…
Was that Bulma? Was she ok?... if that stupid animal did something to her, he will not hesitate to kill him.
He ran upstairs, dropping the flowers on his way and entered the room violently. But nor Bulma or Vegeta were aware of his presence. They were fighting like two rabid dogs, at each other necks. And then he realized she was in no danger; she was... winning the fight? …
They were too close to each other, her woman, and that dangerous monster. But at the moment he did not know who was more frightening.
-B? He called her hesitating.
What?- both screamed at the same time!
The surprised men took few step back.
-What you want weakling? Vegeta asked… as if he were intruding, interrupting something.
-Don't you dare to speak to me like that monkey. I am here to pick up my woman!. Yamcha had to use all his courage to said that words.
Vegeta turned at him with a killer look. So hi was the reason why the female was putting the offensive display… how pathetic are that earthling. What a poor excuse of warrior the earthling was, and that miserable woman… for sure they deserved each other.
-We are leaving now!- Bulma screamed giving her back to the Saiyan. She took her boyfriend by the arm and practically dragged him out of the room.
She had not said the world since they leave Capsule Corp. And he needed desperately to get this night on track.
-Hey B. I have the best night planned, I made reservations on…
She interrupted him.
-Your apartment, now. She ordered, trying to sound as collected as she could.
-B, what is going on? Yamcha muttered surprised.
-If you know what is good for you, you will drive to your place as fast as you can, unless you wanna forget about sex for the rest of the night.
She had to say no more. The Z Warrior did not care about any street signal or car on the road.
She was furious; she felt humiliated… How dare he?... dammed Saiyan. She looked gorgeous, and the lustful glances of her boyfriend were enough proved of that… She seemed like no cheap whore… Rage possessed her body, but something else… after that fight she was, incredibly and undeniably horny… She needed a good fuck right now, and Yamcha better delivered.
The excited warrior had opened the door of his apartment, leading her girlfriend inside. He was glad they could escape all the bored romancing steps… Naturally she desired him as much as he desired her.
He could barely close the door before the blue haired woman was all over him. Her mouth was devouring him with violence that he did not know she possessed.
He carried here to the love chair in the living room, carefully tracing her delicious curves.
He took a minute to appreciate her milky skin in the darkness; she was a vision, a delicious one.
Before He could even move again, her hands were working his pants out, pulling down all the piece including his underwear.
He was already fully erect, proudly displaying all his manhood.
She started to move under him, removing her tiny panties and showing there.
-Wow B… I did not know you wanted this so bad.
Yamcha was surprised. She has always loved the romance and the foreplay, but it was evident to him that she could barely contempt her desire.
She pulled him to her body, widely opening her legs. She needed to get fuck immediately, and he understood that.
He slowly entered her warm, humid femininity, humming at the overwhelming sensation.
-Oh, Bulma. He moaned, pushing his full length into her body.
She crossed her legs around his waist, pulling further the encounter.
He started to moving faster, harder… with all his stamina… pounding the woman body to her limits… or so he thought…
She was waiting, for the warmth, the passion, the comfort… but… nothing?
She felt him pounding firmly against her body, but just that… no pleasure… nothing… she was bored… she wanted him to end… she felt… nothing…
Of course, she had faked before… but nothing like this… How could he not know?… every scream was fake, every moan a lie… but she wanted him to be done… so she screams more, louder…
And after an eternity she felt his release inside her… and his body collapsed on top of hers.
-oh B, that was amazing! He whispered out of breath.
-Yeah-s he replied… confused… scared…
She had gone to the shower, leaving him catching his breath… he was obviously satisfied, with that cheesy smile of him all over his face.
She took a long shower, cleaning her body slowly…
She was in shock. What just happen? What was wrong with her?
She just wanted to get out of there… not having the strength to fake it a minute more, she was feeling guilty.
Lucky her. He was deep sleep, so she just ran away, in the middle of the night, taking a cab Home, after that she had behaved as the cheap whore she was told she looked like.
The night was a fiasco, and she was so unsatisfied… 'What is wrong with me?'... so empty… I just feel so empty.
She had showered one more time after arriving home, she felt dirty and inappropriate… no a soul was awake, and she was grateful for that… but she was surely no sleepy, not a bit… her head was spinning, trying to comprehend what was wrong with her. She had been horny, and surely she still was, but no matter that she had felt nothing with her boyfriend. 'Maybe is my fault? Maybe I rushed thing tonight?... it must be that.'
-Fuck this!... she stood from the bed, going to her closet… well if her Boyfriend could not deliver… she knows what would.
She reached in her abandon, private cabinet for one of her favorite toys… she had not used them for so long… maybe years… but tonight was the night… She was in need of a sexual release, and for whatever reason, her boyfriend had left her more frustrated.
She went to her bed, taking her soft pajama pants off.
The buzz of the toy managed to excite her more that her boyfriend, and grabbing it, she started to cares it softly against her Clit. That was good… much better…
She closed her eyes, enjoying the vibration coming from her toy.
-ah! A moan escaped her lips, while her hips started to involuntarily move up and down. That was good.
-Ohh yes… she screams loudly, trying to keep the grip of her toy.
While her down started to get wet and her clit rigid… then... a vivid image came into her mind… A naked body, a certain Saiyan Naked body… Every inch of his rough, strong and scared body was in her mind.
-Ahhh! She screamed while her body started to feel waves of pleasure. "Vegeta," she thought while augmenting the intensity of the vibrations. She just imagined his big strong hands touching her right in the place the vibrator was pulsing.. suddenly the fantasy, just imagining his hands right there made her body go beyond pleasure.
-I can't… I'm gonna cum! She screamed moving her hips violently… She had never been able to come so fast and powerfully, especially by her own hand.
What the fuck is wrong with that fucking female?... he had enough problems trying to fall asleep… and know she was making weird noises…
First of all she came to the home at unacceptable hours 'Not that I care"… well, at least she did not come back with the moron weakling… But now she was noisy… He threw the blankets aside, living his room in absolute rage… why did his room had to be so near to hers? Damned that blasted woman… she was going to get a piece of his mind. But went he was about to blast into her room, a loud moan stopped him.. 'What the fuck is she doing?'... He knew at that moment, at least he got an idea, but as a Saiyan, he was possessed by his curious nature … he slightly opened the door, to almost drop at the view 'what in the hell is she doing? His eyes expanded, and if a spell was over him he just freezes in there…
Her moans were growing by the second, while she massaged herself with that buzzing object.
Her voluptuous hip where moving up and down, while her legs seem to fight to open more and more, leaving her sex exposed… That view… and that smell… he could not move… his body was rigid; he started to feel extremely heated, like if he were inside of a volcano, and the tightness in his lower part was growing painfully…
-I can't...I'm gonna cum!.. She screamed. And her body just-just tensed letting out a moan that sounded almost painful, delightfully painful.
-What in hell? He thought, still unable to move, He wanted to move, but his body was frozen, he was just standing there, staring like a pervert, looking at her cuddling on her bed while recovering her breath.
'I may need to kill her after all.'
End of chapter 1
Thanks for reading… If you like it, I will update in 3 or 4 days the next chapter…
This is going to take a weird turn from now… I hope you enjoy it!