Oh my goodness folk, I am so sorry about the long wait. I find it hard sometimes to make it to the computer for long periods of time for my little monster (almost 3 year old) and my full time job sort of leave me no time for other things. I hope this chapter will prove that I want to keep continuing... I thank everyone for the comments, follows and favorites so far. It means a lot :3.
A/N: I read this and it bothered me so I decided to rewrite it before continuing.
That night was more than out of the ordinary, poor Bulma went in looking for a fight probably the first time she actually wanted to start one but didn't manage to even get an ounce of battle. Facing defeat she tucked her soft straightened aqua hair behind her ear before slowing crawling into her bed under the covers. Confused and almost disappointed in her failed attempt to get Vegeta into a battle of any kind left her feeling rather defeated, sad, and tired. This day, this week, was just not being kind to her.
"I wish I knew why he was acting so weird. What the hell could have happened for him to storm away from food? I've never seen a sayain pass up the chance to eat..." She sighed softly, "What the hell would make him cause such a racket then disappear without a trace or a word even." Her small form turned softly and quietly under the blankets trying to get comfortable but she was having no luck something was keeping her up and that brilliant brain of hers couldn't figure it out. "Why can't I just fall asleep... why..." The soft and faint sound of Vegeta's shower running made it to her ears but that couldn't be what was keeping her up, could it? No something was eating away at her brain, and the fact she couldn't figure it out was driving her completely insane.
Vegeta stood still in the warm water as it was getting hotter and hotter with his hand turned up the temperature, he needed something, anything to distract himself from what his eyes had just saw. The burning hot water wasn't enough, in fact it didn't help one damn bit. The muscles of that proud sayain steamed from the hot water hitting him as it seemed his aggrivated was just as hot. That slender well-formed body of hers squeezed into... that... whatever a person would call that if they could call it anything. "Bitch..." his mind tried to find a reason that she would feel so comfortable around him to wear almost nothing. "Had she not learned from the past of what I can do?" She was showing the prince part of her body that only her mate should be seeing. The mind has a funny way of working, as soon as the word mate crossed his mind he began to think of her past mate. What the hell could he have done for the woman? "Bet he doesn't even know how to please a woman" Vegeta smirked that arrogant smile "especially this one." The proud sayain then shook his head, slamming his hand against the wall in anger. "What the fuck am I thinking..."
Bulma turned onto her back pulling up the covers again, a slight warm sensation tickled her body starting from her toes and moving up her body. Bulma's face flushed red. "What now...?" The blush on her face turned an even deeper shade of red. "Why now... what I wasn't even thinking about antyhing.. or anyone." Her mind froze... she was thinking about something... about someone... VEGETA. That damn beautiful mind of hers started turning dark as she started thinking about the muscled man in the shower. "What's wrong with me... that man.. that man is capable of killing me... and what reason would he have not to? What would stop him...?" She blushed again and even deeper. "and here I am thinking about such a body... that rock hard chest... his rock hard body... that badass attitude." The warm tickling sensation went over her body again as her thoughts betrayed her, she closed her legs tightly together in efforts to try to at least making the desire building lessen but it failed. "Oh what's wrong with me..." She shifted her legs one rubbing against the other. "Damn him..."
Vegeta finally stepped out of the shower with no progress in forgetting about the woman and her sexy form. Grabbing a pair of shorts he threw them on and made his way to the balcony, slowly levitating over to hers and peering through her open balcony door. Vegeta smirked his strong sayain eyes could see through the darkness right into her room but she would never be able to see him. He wated her as she tossed and turned her legs makign small motions against each other. Confused and now intrigued he didn't plan on leaving there any time soon, he would stand and watch to see what the hell was wrong with the earth woman.
"Why me… why does he have so much power over me… "
Vegeta slowly moved closer almost leaning on the balcony door frame, what is this woman bitching about now? That stupid human barely has any power she couldn't be talking about him. She sighed giving in to her body's needs, letting her hand slowly move around under the blankets she tossed her thong off the bed. Vegeta's eyes looked down to his feet, what is going on here? The prince wondered to himself as his curiosity rose more and more, the very powerful scent filling his scenes. Now standing in her room he leaned his back against the wall hiding in the darkness of the corner of her room.
Bulma's face flushes as her fingers knew exactly where to go, how fast to move, and how to make it feel just right. A very soft moan escaped Bulma's mouth, followed by a slightly louder one. "Oh…. Vegeta…" she moaned softly imagining his tight muscled body above her doing these things to her instead of herself. Her mind started to race, pleasure... so much pleasure… from just thinking about him… there is no way I'm even more turned on by just the thought of Vegeta while touching myself that this is better than Yamacha.. She moaned Vegeta's name again, perhaps I am wrong… Bulma girl you're one sick fuck.
Vegeta's eyes grew big at the mention of his name without her even looking at him, after the second call out he realized that she was trying to pleasure herself with his thoughts. Did I not scare her enough? Did I not threaten to kill her… she is masturbating to me... The proud prince tried to distract himself from the actual situation but he felt the warm growing and his shorts growing tighter. How will my name sound screamed… Vegeta tried to shake his head tried to save himself from what was about to happen, he had no power… nothing like before when he was trying to get a rise out of her. This was new to him; he felt desire… perhaps pure lust from it being so long since he had the chance to touch a beautiful woman. Vegeta growled in his head, he wanted power and standing here wasn't going to get him any.
Bulma moaned again "oh Vegeta…" with that he appeared on top of her holding both her wrists above her head with one hand. Fear consumed her for a moment as screams for help escaped her lips until Vegeta finally shut her up, pushing his lips firmly, hungrily down onto hers. Bulma couldn't believe what was happening but at this point she didn't care how it came to this but she felt a high from his lips, so warm, so tender… so hungry.. She pushed her lips pack into his showing him the hunger that she felt as well. The free hand rubbed slowly down her body pushing the thigh of one of her legs slightly before doing the same to the other. Her breathing picked up pace but the kissing continued. Vegeta slid one finger slowly over her then broke the kiss to hear her pant and try to catch her breath. "So wet for me huh? Woman." He slipped that finger moved slowly deeper and deeper then pulled his finger out. Her body nearly wanted to release already he felt amazing against her and now… Vegeta's crooked grin plastered on his face as a small light lit up the room. Vegeta's finger had a blue aura to it; he shook it back and forth in front of Bulma's face. Fear raced through her causing her body to enjoy the suspense even more. He sure did bring out a different side in her, a side that was so exciting one that felt so comfortable. The hand glowing again moved down her body leaving a trail of warmth and butterflies until he reached her, a small moan couldn't wait and had escaped. Ego took a good hold of Vegeta as he knew he would have his way with such ease. He slipped one finger in moving it all the way in then pulling it out, next with two until he was all the way in then his fingers moved small motions in her stealing her breath from her and rewarded him with even more moans.
"You vulgar woman." He continued moving his fingers until he felt her tightening around them, he couldn't move until her body started convulsing under his power, her juices dripping out causing him a wicked smirk. "Vegeta…" she panted trying to catch her breath. Vegeta heard her but chose not to respond, he let go of her wrists and moved the head of his penis right above her entrance and rubbed it against her.
Bulma's hand shot for his head, her fingers digging deep into his hair and pulling him down on her. His face resting against her neck his breath on it turning her on even more. She moaned again, feeling him starting to venture in, he could kill me… she thought… I mean chichi survived with Goku… but that's Goku... he isn't violent... evil… and enjoy watching others pain... Her thoughts broken, her breathing heavy he pushed his way into her, hot wet, pussy until he was all the way in. She screamed into his hair, there was pain, but there was too much pleasure to care about the pain.
"Vegeta…" She half moaned spoke to him. "Woman…" He slightly mocked, the same cocky grin plastered on his face still as he slow started moving back and forth within the woman. The tightness would be enough to make any man beg for release, but not him. The tightness, the dripping juices, the sounds... all just added to the moment for Vegeta. He picked up pace, her legs shooting around him helping him have better access.
Looking down to her Vegeta's mind wanted to explode… here was the woman he wanted nothing to do with and now… now he was mating with her… no no he tried to lose the thoughts he was having sex with her, that's all it was. A groan escaped his lips as her body grew tight around him. A battle was trying to rage within his mind. If it was merely sex she'd be dead right now and you wouldn't be feeding off her pleasure… or don't you remember your sex experiences before? They were all about you and only you. Vegeta moved faster and faster, Bulma lost it again causing Vegeta to groan again. "Scream" Bulma's face flushed deeper as she lost it again so soon after just having one. She fought to catch her breath. "Make me…" Her hands moved down to his back, her fingernails digging into his skin as he slowly bit into her lower neck close to her shoulder. The taste of blood in his mouth, the feeling of him inside her, the number of times she had orgasmed, Vegeta was on a high and was stuck there. His hand moved down to her hips holding them roughly, he heard her protest a bit but as he continued to pound into her she picked up moaning again. "Make... me scream..." A challenge he would soon win, she appeared to be fighting screaming for quite some time now. His tongue rolled over the small wounds on her neck before biting right back into them. "It... hurts..." Vegeta picked up his pace, as much as he thought he could without splitting the earth woman in half. "Vegeta… Vegeta…. Vegeta!" Vegeta growled low into her neck as her body tightened so much around that he couldn't help but cum as she continued to scream his name until the scream turned to moans that soon turned into soft whispers before she passed out under him.
Vegeta paused, holding himself up he moved slightly to fall beside her. What just happened? What am I doing…? Vegeta began to ask himself but just as his mind was ready to explode he too passed out.
First time with a lemon... not sure how well it will come out to you guys. :(
Again I'm sorry it took so long... please leave me comments and such and I will continue.. I have so much more planned for them :)