What the Ed!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.
This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, and Ideologically Sensitive. (OR TWILIGHT. ALL CHARACTERS AND REFERENCES TO SAID SAGA ARE THE PROPERTY OF STEPHANIE MEYER.)
Vegeta sat in bed waiting for Bulma to finish her shower. He had become mildly restless and let his eyes roam around the woman's room in order to entertain himself until she emerged from the bathroom. His eyes fell upon one of those romance novels that portrayed human mating rituals. His curiosity got the best of him and he let his hands trail across the gloss binding of the book and picked it up keeping the woman's place. He read from the book snickering a few times at the written words until her heard Bulma fumble with the bathroom door. He quickly put the book back in its place on her nightstand as if he'd never moved it.
Bulma walked eagerly over to her bed with the saiyan prince lying atop. He practically oozed sex and the hurriedly climbed in beside him and turned off the lamp light secluding them in darkness.
Vegeta reached for Bulma and ran his hands feverishly up and down her sides causing the woman to tremble with desire and moan at his touch. He kissed her lips as if drinking them in. He wanted her… oh Kami… he wanted her. Then the idea came to mind. He would use some of the mating techniques he learned from the book he read from Bulma's end table. He smirked against her mouth and trailed kissed from her mouth to the edge of her jaw and beyond. Her breaths came at a quickened pace and she writhed against his hardened body.
He could stand it no more. He would see to her completion and with that he reached her bare cream skinned neck and… "OW! What the-" Bulma screeched in pain as she frantically felt through the darkness for the lamps light switch.
The light pierced through the blacken room and Vegeta blinked rapidly to overcome the abrupt trauma from the brightness of the light. "What's the pro-"
Bulma pressed her palm against her moist neck and drew it back to reveal her small hand tinged with traces of blood. She gasped at the worrisome sight. "Y-You bit me! You fucking bit me! What on Earth would possess you-"
"Calm down, Woman! I was just following the instructions in that mating ritual manual you have at your bedside… You humans have such bizarre customs when it comes to sex." The prince pointed to her nightstand and the book that rest on top of it. He then hmphed and crossed his arms over his chest looking every bit like a pouting child.
Bulma looked in the direction he had pointed and then picked up the black covered book and held it before him. "Is this the book you read?" She said as she held pressure over the bite.
He glanced at the book that she held from the corner of his eye. He refused to turn to face her fully. His eyes were focused again in front of him and he nodded at her question.
Bulma wanted to laugh herself sick, but she held her composure. "Vegeta? This is a fictional book. It's not a 'mating ritual manual'. I can't believe that you were trying to get sexual tips from 'Twilight'!"