(Hey sorry for the half a year hiatus! I haven't had access to the internet for a bit Warning this chapter contains smut. It has been removed you can find the full version on ao3 under the same username the story title is altered to Marry me again?)
Darkness surrounded her and she was cold. She sniffed and smelled nothing. This had to be a dream right? Bulma squinted in hopes of seeing something through the thick blanket of nothingness.
"Oh, so you have awakened." A melodic voice said. Bulma looked around frantically but it was to no avail. She couldn't see a thing.
"Ok who are you and what the heck do you want?" She asked irritably.
"This isn't some movie where the villain tells their plan so you can turn around and use it to bring them down. I am not naive Mrs. Breifs." This time the voice rang out directly from behind her. Bulma tensed. She hated that this being was so close and yet she had no way of knowing what would happen next.
"No, I am going to make you suffer. All of you. Just try fighting something that's only in your head." The voice faded out and slowly so did her awareness. And with it all recollection of the events.
The sun filtered in through the blue blinds that covered the large window on the south wall. Today it landed just right to hit bulmas eyes. She let out a groan before attempting to roll over. She was, however, met with resistance. At first she recalled that her last memory was relaxing in her work chair for a moment. That thought was quickly dismissed when she realized that she would have just fallen out of her chair.
Bulmas eyes shot open in a mix of surprise and excitement. The only other explanation was Vegeta having returned home. His scent lingered much stronger than it had the night before. He grunted from behind her and she was certain.
Bulma rolled over slowly and became face to face with her husband.
"You're home." Bulma exclaimed.
At the sound of her voice Vegeta came to full consiousness. His coal black eyes shot open to meet her bright blue ones. Happiness shone in them. The look she had on her face left him breathless and warmed him to the core.
Instead of responding Vegeta plastered a smug smile on his face and quickly readjusted them so that she was on her back. He then shoved his lips against hers. At that moment his senses filled with her. Everything was Bulma. That was all his mind could seem to comprehend.
He quickly Pulled away.
"Good morning." Vegeta responded breathlessly. She was the only thing that really took his breath right out of his lungs. From her smooth hair and ever present curve of her smiling lips, to the glossy film over her eyes caused by the recent events.
Bulma smiled and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She pulles him on top of her and kissed him back gently. "Good morning." She whispered back. They laid there for a moment before Vegeta lifted himself off of her. He sat up and lookes at her sprawled out in front of him. He could see every soft curve and each one beckoned to him
Vegeta leaned down and placed his lips gently on the top of her hip bone. It was covered in thin fabric but he could still feel the immense heat of her skin. He moved his lips higher, rhythmically kissing her ribs. When he reached right below her breast he softly bit her through the fabric. He sucked gently then released leaving behind a wet spot on the fabric.
Bulma moaned softly as she felt his teeth. It had been such a long time since he had touched her like this, it felt just as good as the first time. This was definitely the man she had married. Her proud sayijn Prince proving that pleasuring her was something he was even better at than martial arts.
(Smut goes here You can find the full version on ao3 under the same name)
Night fell on Bulma with her head safely resting in Vegetas arms. The scene was romantic and almost perfect when Vegetas stomach let out an enormous growl.
"Sorry haven't ate since i got home and we burned a lot of calories today." Vegeta said with an uncharacteristically relaxed chuckle. It raised a question to her mind. All of his behavior had been a little out of the ordinary today. She chose to ignore it however, because the day had been really nice.
Bulma smiled and sat up out of his arms. She groaned and stretched her arms in turn stretching a good amount of her back muscles. It was at this point that her stomach growled as well.
"Ah me either." She laughed as they began to dress and head to the kitchen.