Disclaimer: Nope, nah-uh. I don't own DBZ.
A/N: …Aagh! Um, this is my first lemon. Please, pretty please, be gentle if you don't like it (ducks down and squeezes eyes shut, waiting for the ridicule…)
A/N2: Gosh everyone, I appreciate the nice comments, thank you, it truly means a lot to me that the late 2am updates on a work night seems to be paying off, lol. ^.^
"You're right Vegeta. I did tell you that you weren't worth my time" humph, the little angel said to me "but as I remember it, you were the first one who said I was just like all of them, no wait, I believe your exact words were 'Sweetheart, you're nothing but a pretty face and a good fuck. That's all I wanted from you'. " Oh damn. Did I actually say that? Judging from the pain in her eyes behind the fire…I did. I closed my eyes and sighed heavily. Brain farts seem to come to me naturally.
She'd let me in, after I'd been pounding on her door for almost twenty minutes, the night air chilling me to the bone. I'd just about given up and was gonna head back to my car, but I saw her pop a peek from her bedroom window, and the pain shadowed her face again (dammit, poor girl, every time she's around me, I seem to do nothing but cause her pain). I wasn't confident that she'd let me in, being the bastard I'd been to her, hell if I was her, I wouldn't have let me in. So I just stood there, looking up at her, hoping that she could see how much my attitude….annoyed me. Humph, I still can't say the words. The cold, autumn breeze kicked up just about then. Though to be honest, I really didn't feel it. I truly thought that she wouldn't come down, and if she'd just left me there to freeze to death, I wouldn't have blamed her.
So how surprised do you think I was when the door opened?
"I never meant that, Bulma. I've done a lot of things in my life that I'm not proud of, that you can obviously see. I've tried very hard to forget all the pain that I've caused, because I'm not strong enough to handle all the shit that I've caused. But the one thing I've suppressed the most…" I looked away. I couldn't look at her. I can't believe how weak I am! To actually be confessing this to her! I've never let anyone get this much shit out of me, what the fuck has she done to me? Shit, I need a cigarette. I crossed through her kitchen and stepped outside. I hadn't told anyone (especially Chi Chi. I may die of cancer, but I don't have a fucking death wish!) but I fished out a half pack of smokes in my coat pocket, my lighter already in hand. I should have lit it up where I was, it would have been warmer to smoke in her kitchen, but I'd already pained my woman enough that I thought that it might be a tad bit unfair for me to come barging at her doorstep at 3 in the morning and start lighting up in her home. The least I could do was act like a gentleman and smoke outside. I took in a deep drag and held it, releasing it in a slow exhalation, regaining some kind of composure again. I could feel her watching me, the hairs on the back of my neck standing up on end (more than it already is).
"You were saying?" she said after some time. I glanced at her and she met me evenly. Her arms were crossed over her chest, just underneath her ample, soft breasts. God, I groaned, swallowing heavily, feeling myself beginning to tighten and push against my underwear. Crap. I'd been able to control myself around her pretty well, not easily (picked up smoking again after 2 years, exhibit A) but I'd been doing so. I licked my lips unconsciously and I could feel the back of my shirt moisten just a little bit. Fuckin' a. She always had this effect on me, that's why…that's why I said what I did a long time ago. I sighed inwardly and closed my eyes. Because…she has the power to turn me into putty, and shit, I couldn't let her do that! I still can't! Looking whipped all because…Fuck! I'm not going to say it! Dammit, I'm so angry, I throw down my fucking cigarette.
"You want me to tell you? Huh? The one thing in my whole fucking life that I was trying to forget is you!" I could feel my body tremor a bit at my admission. Blood pressure up? Check. Pupils most likely dilated? Yup. Head swimming with lust, need and desire for this little blue angel? Uh-huh. My fuckin'…wanted to be released and feel her warmth envelope me again…the feeling of her, massaging me gently, her muscles constricting and flexing around my length soooo deliciously, dear God, yes!
Jesus, I wearily swiped my hand across my face, and fished in my pockets again.
"You don't know how you've affected me, Bulma. You changed me, so fucking much. Just because you were you." I took another deep drawl. I don't care anymore. I don't. "Did you ever ask yourself why I left? Shit Bulma, it was because of you." Huh. Funny how her expression changed.
"Please. Don't look surprised. Now you're just insulting me." Humph, stupid fool. "I'd never let any woman get to me, no matter how much they tried. Not even my own fucking mother really knows me. I've never kept any ties with anyone, let alone a woman."
"I never did anything to you…"
"No? Of course not, precious, you just treated me how every fucking guy wants to be treated, making me feel like I was the most desired man on this planet. And that was just OUTSIDE of the fucking bedroom! Aargh! Humph! A beautiful, intelligent, fucking sexy creature like you! The times we spent together…" Oh crap. Yup. There's a throbbing boner in my pants now. All the fucking memories of us being together…God…dammit. I know I let a tiny moan slip. Fuck. How embarrassing!
I got a whiplash as I snapped out of it…because she had come right up to me and touched my face. I was on automatic pilot. I pulled her in, crushing her to me and claimed her lips, gentle was NOT what I wanted. Nope. I wanted to ravage her, to make her pay for all that she did to me.
And goddammit, I'm gonna make her scream for mercy.
I pushed her roughly up against the counter, never breaking contact with her, causing her to wince a bit in pain as her lower back took the brunt of the force. Ooops, too much. I immediately touched that area, massaging it very gently, hoping she can feel the remorse in my touch. She squeezed my shoulder and sucked my bottom lip lightly, telling me it was ok, and I relaxed, hurting her (again) was NOT what I wanted to do…well, not this way, anyway. I loved the feeling of her body against me, the smooth satin of her nightie caressing my hands as I'm sure it was caressing her body. With one hand still massaging her back, and drifting down to her fabulous ass, lightly tracing how firm and so well shaped it was, loving the way I elicited soft moans from her. My other hand, although I loved her shirt, was roaming underneath it, whispering against her stomach, feeling it flinch beneath my fingers. I had to find out. I let my hands press more firmly onto her flesh as I made my way upwards, curious to see if I'd be meeting resistance.
Hmm…well, I got my answer.
I growled inadvertently as my fingertips traced the lacy edges of her bra, slowly moving from under her breasts back to the middle of her back, where I was expecting to find the clasp to pop this puppy open. Imagine my surprise when I didn't come across it. I opened my eyes and frowned as I noticed her grinning against my lips.
"Looking for something?" She playfully nipped my lips, teasing me, planting tiny kisses all along my jaw. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back slightly, allowing her a bit more access. I thought I'd sound like a man in control when I opened my mouth, but nope, I just sounded pathetic.
"If you don't tell me how to remove this shit, I'll just rip it off of you" I looked at her, probably pretty drunkenly "Remember how you bitched at me all the time because so many of them were in my way?" Hehehe "I'm more than happy to pick up where I left off…"
"No! I like this set, I think it makes me look good! Besides, it's front close, you were already in the right area, but you're the idiot that had to go to the back." Humph, she chuckled at me. What a dummy.
"Idiot. You could be wearing a sack of shit and you'd still look good!" I claimed her lips again and felt her melt against me, as I tried to crush her to me even more than I already was.
"Aww, you know I'm not the only one wearing too much either…" Oh God. The little hellcat had moved her hands that had been wrapped around my neck to my chest…and they started to trail down. She broke the kiss and leaned back, wanting to see what her touch was doing to me. All I could do was close my eyes, concentrating on her hands as they continued to massage their way down, with every inch she went, a button was popped too. I bit back a moan as she kept going, but when a finger happened to touch my hot skin, a groan escaped, and she chuckled.
Vaguely, I remembered thinking that she might have been doing that on purpose.
I leaned forward into her as she continued her manipulation of me, in between ragged groans of pleasure I managed to whisper in her ear "You're gonna pay so badly for this, you realize that, right?" Oh shit. She just smirked quite evilly back at me. That pretty much told me I was fucked.
"Promise?" Ahh…I missed my impish little vixen. She pushed me back slightly and slid her hands under my shirt, fully opening it and leaving me shirtless, her eyes, gasping as she saw that I'd kept up my training since the last I was with her.
"Do I meet with your approval?" She met my eyes and I could see the overwhelming desire she had for me. I truly was happy about that. It would have crushed me if….
"Fuckin a…you were perfect before, Vegeta" she bent down and placed a soft, wet kiss on my chest "Now you're just a god." I WAS going to respond but my little devil hungrily began planting kisses on my chest, and at this point, I was getting so lost that I didn't care whether she stayed above the belt or went below. I was already helpless against her touch. The feel of her lips, kissing, sucking, nipping me was shredding any control I was holding on to. But when her lips got to my nipple and she proceeded to worship the nub that now formed under her touch…I lost it and released a moan so loud it surprised the hell out of me. I realized that she'd stopped and I looked to see why. She just looked back at me and started to chuckle against my chest, resuming her kisses and nips.
"Yuck it up, little one. You're gonna be begging me for mercy."
"Oh, you mean what you'll be doing?" What's that? What the hell did she just say? I was about to say something but couldn't because a noise resembling a strangled cat escaped from me as she started to leave a fiery trail of hot, wet kisses and licks down, following my aptly named happy trail. Her small hands expertly unbuckled my belt and popped the button on my pants. I could feel her sliding down until I realized she'd pushed my pants down to where they now were around my ankles. I had enough sense left to step out of them, how, I have no idea.
"Well. It looks as if someone's been missing me."
"You have no idea." Dammit, I sounded just like a horny teenager. She looked back up at me and chuckled (she seemed to do a lot of that to me) and what did I do? I just gave her a big ass Opie-like grin, feeling so stupid, but what the hell else could I do? I watched her intently as she kept her gaze locked on mine, her tongue flickering out to run lightly against my straining erection, twitching with each millimeter she covered. I'm not quite sure if I was actually breathing, but all I could do was watch her, her hands joined her mouth as I was assaulted from all sides, one of her hands massaging my balls and the other lightly scraping up and down my erection, following her mouth's torture on me. God, the sensations bombarding me…it was all I could do to keep standing and not topple over onto her. I looked up and saw the moon spilling down on to us. Hmm, I guess the full moon does bring the freaks out at night…was my last coherent thought as she kept torturing me with her pretty little mouth.
Son of a bitch, this little minx had removed my underwear and was now inhaling me, her tongue dancing over, under and around my dick as her lips formed a tight, seal, allowing her to suck at the same time. I threw my head back and I know all I was doing was snarling and growling loudly, pretty sure her neighbors were getting quite an earful. In the distance of my haze, I could hear her moaning as well, the vibrations of her mouth heightening the ecstasy I was drowning in. I felt beads of sweat slowly rolling down my neck as she kept up the pace, her hands joining again and helped to massage me circularly, around the base and up the length, as her head bobbed back and forth on me. Christ, I was throbbing so badly from the intense pleasure. I knew what she was doing, what she wanted from me. I gritted my teeth and placed my hands on the back of her head, urging her to go faster and faster. And boy did my little angel acquiesce to her prince, as I was rapidly approaching my zenith.
"Oh God, Bulma…" I was grunting and gasping desperately. I looked back down and saw her looking back, a small smile curled the corner of her pretty, little lips that was bent on giving me such blinding pleasure. I felt one of her hands leave and settle on the one place on my body that I was ticklish; the inside part of my thigh. I must have paled visibly because she busted out in a full on grin while still sucking me.
Fuck. She remembered.
All I remember was shouting out my rapture as I came, oh the release from the pressure, I shivered uncontrollably for what seemed to me like an eternity, until I'd emptied all that I had and came back down to Earth, well, for now at least. I watched her, panting heavily, my heart still pounding in my chest trying to catch my breath as she swallowed every last bit of me, causing me to shudder in the delicious afterglow of my orgasm. I brought her back up and kissed her fiercely, lifting her up and wrapping her legs around my waist. Her arms snaked around my neck, lightly tracking patterns around my shoulders as I made my way up through her kitchen and up the stairs to her bedroom. I trailed kisses down her jaw and neck, loving the moans that were ringing in my ears. I pushed open her door and set her down softly on her large bed.
"Oh my little angel. You're gonna pay dearly for that big time."