Chapter 10 Can't help It
Bulma awoke the next morning alone, not to her surprise. It looked as if Vegeta had been long gone, and she had to admit it disappointed her a bit. It would have been nice to wake up beside him. Bulma rose and spun her body so that her legs were dangling from the gigantic bed. As she was getting ready to climb off of the bed and go to the bathroom, someone came bursting through the Vegeta's bedroom door.
"Bulma Bulma!" a woman's voice cried. It took Bulma only a moment to realize that it was Jace. She quickly and carefully climbed down the beds staircase and ran to meet Jaces' embrace.
"I feel like it's been forever since we seen each other!" she said. Jace hugged Bulma tighter and answered
"I know! But don't worry about me everything's been fine. BUT I would like to know what's going on between you and Prince Vegeta?" she raised her eyebrows in suspicion. Bulma looked at her friend flabbergasted.
"What do you mean, 'what's going on between us'?"
"Well word is all over the palace and kingdom that Prince Vegeta took you to the beach yesterday, and the two of you were spotted frolicking! There are even rumors traveling around about the two of you having sex in the water", that last part Jace whispered as if she was saying something she wasn't supposed too. Bulma couldn't help but burst into laughter. She felt like she was in High School again, rumors being spread about her having sex with someone. She couldn't be too surprised, considering Vegeta's high status, why wouldn't he be watched with such scrutiny?
"Well yes he did take me to the beach yesterday, and I guess you can say we were joking around…but sex? No way", Bulma retorted.
"I guess I known that the sex part wasn't true, but I didn't think that he would really want to take you anywhere. I take it you guys are getting used to each other?" Jace questioned.
"He only took me as a bribe, but it did turn out to be a good day yesterday, I really enjoyed myself. So I guess you can say yes I'm getting used to him, but I'm not sure if he's getting used to me" she laughed.
"Well something odd is going on because I've been ordered to bring this dress here for you to wear tonight, I here it's some kind of political dinner or something" Jace spoke as she reached behind her and picked up a dress resting on the love seat.
The sight of the gown took Bulma's breath away; it was gorgeous. It was a cream color and strapless, the material looked light and silky; probably too keep her comfortable in a warm environment. Underneath the breast area was a stunning beading design that wrapped around all the way to the back of the dress; it looked like each bead was sewed in one at a time extremely carefully. The gown reminded her of an Empire style wedding gown, not what she would want to marry in but beautiful none the less.
"Oh my God" Bulma managed to whisper out. "This gown is magnificent".
"I know" Jace added with a gigantic smile. "You'll look great in it". Bulma took the gown from Jace and held it to her chest imagining herself in it.
"Do you see why the whole planet is talking? You're technically his date for the evening" Jace expressed. Bulma brought the dress down from her chest and laughed to herself. Jace was right, of course everyone would be talking, the Prince of their planet takes her to the beach, and then gets her an expensive dress to wear to some political VIP get together, as his 'date' (put in human terms of course).
"Ha…I definitely do."
"So I ask again Bulma, is there anything going on between you and Vegeta?" She didn't know how to answer this. She felt something, she wasn't sure what, but there was no possible way for her to find out anything from Vegeta's perspective.
"Honestly Jace, I don't know. All I do know is that he's nicer to me now, and I'm happy. I guess I like him a little" she had a girlish grin on her face.
"Ha-ha I knew it!" Jace laughed. She clapped her hands together and added
"Well, you have a busy day ahead of you, later on today a few other girls will be here to help you get ready for tonight!" she exclaimed.
Vegeta was in one of the Palaces' many gymnasiums working out and sparring with Radditz. His father did give him the chance to take a nice break from his Princely duties, but his daily training sessions weren't going anywhere. He had been in the gym since he woke up this morning… this morning. He had to shake his head at the memory. He woke up to Bulma holding onto him like a leech, he had to actually pry her off of him to get out of the bed.
"So" Radditz voice interrupted the princes' thoughts. "You are aware that the whole Kingdom is talking about Prince Vegeta's possible mate" he announced slyly.
"I am not mating anyone, much less an Earthling" he said dryly. Radditz laughed at Vegeta's solemn reaction.
"Well, my friend, everyone is intrigued by the way this Earthling seems to make you act."
"How am I acting?" Vegeta growled in a threatening tone. Radditz threw his hands up in submission.
"It wasn't I who implied such a thing, just the rumor of the people is all" Radditz couldn't help to chuckle at Vegeta's reaction.
"You and I know very well that everyone who attends those gatherings brings a woman along, it is not a big deal" Vegeta reiterated, he couldn't help but notice the desperation in his voice. It was as if he was trying to convince himself he was bringing her 'just because'.
"I don't want to discuss this any further Radditz" he warned. Radditz nodded in agreement and the two began an intense sparring match.
Bulma spent most of the day sitting around in Vegeta's room. She hadn't seen him since the night before, and she couldn't deny it annoyed her. None the less the day hurried along and before she knew it there were at least six women (Jace included) in Vegeta's room assisting her in getting ready for that evening.
It took most of the late afternoon for her to get ready, by early evening she was applying finishing touches. Bulma was sitting on the couch as one of the women played with Bulma's uncooperative strands.
"Here are your shoes" Jace smiled handing a black box to Bulma. She took the box and opened it, raveling these adorable gold heels. They had a gladiator strappy look to them with a huge stiletto heel. Jace noticed Bulma's awe struck face and patted her on the back "I hear they were made out of gold". Bulma looked up at her friend and shook her head in disbelief.
"I hope they fit", was all she could muster out. The pair broke out into laughter when one of the other women interrupted with her own announcement.
"Prince Vegeta is on his way!" Everyone in the room, including Bulma began to scramble around fixing and finishing things. Bulma hurriedly played with some earrings and fiddled with her hair one last time before the door was swished open.
Jace and the women who helped Bulma get ready stood in a line and bowed in unison at Vegeta's presence.
"Woman, it's about time for-"he couldn't even finish his sentence. He didn't mean to, but when he saw how dazzling Bulma looked he did a double take. The gown looked excellent on her, her skin was tanned form the sun giving her a golden glow. Her blue hair was swept into a messy side bun, with some strands left to dangle in front of her face. He noticed her lips were painted gold, and her eyes had a matching color; he thought it went well with her blue eyes.
Bulma and everyone else noticed the Prince's reaction. Some of the women silently giggled at how he was left absolutely speechless. Bulma smiled shyly as she noticed how handsome Vegeta looked. He always looked nice, but tonight he was exceptional. He had on black pants with a black top that looked similar to a tuxedo vest, which was only half buttoned exposing his perfectly chiseled chest. Over it hung a black and red cape, and red boots on his feet. His hair was extra flamed and his skin looked perfectly smooth and clear. Bulma had to remind herself to swallow before she chocked on her spit.
"Well don't just stand there woman, we will be late" he snapped. Bulma smiled to herself, she thought it was cute how Vegeta tried to play that off. Jace gave her thumbs up as she skipped over to Vegeta.
He extended his arm for her to take and they proceeded out of his room, walking down the Palaces' long halls.
"Don't speak unless you are spoken too, do you understand?" he warned. Bulma rolled her eyes and nodded, not wanting to spoil the moment.
"And I don't know any of your human customs, but you better be on your best behavior, and at least pretend to have some etiquette." Bulma sucked her teeth and tugged at Vegeta's arm a bit.
"I wasn't born in a barn Vegeta, unlike you I have manners" she noted. "What is the point of me coming if you don't want me to talk or do anything for that matter?" Bulma snapped. They stopped at what she assumed the entrance of where the dinner was going to take place. It was outside the palace in one of the gardens. It was decorated beautifully, colorful flowers surrounded a large round white table where many guests were sitting, probably waiting for them.
Vegeta smirked wickedly at her and leaned over to whisper in her ear.
"You're my decoration" he uttered. Bulma gasped in anger and disbelief but before she could say anything in protest Vegeta dragged her into the courtyard and into the middle of the garden where all the guests' sat.
"Ah Vegeta, at last you arrive" the King spoke. He and all the other guests stood up to greet them. "And you have a guest with you this evening, good evening darling" the King smiled taking Bulma's hand and planting a kiss on it. Bulma felt the blood rush from her face at the King's kindness, only if Vegeta acted like this.
"Good evening" Bulma managed to reply with a huge smile plastered on her face. All of the other guests bowed to her and Vegeta greeted them and seated.
To Bulma's surprise Vegeta pulled out her chair for her. She smiled and thanked him as she took her seat. Instant chatter began to take place as she looked around the table analyzing everyone. Mostly everyone there had a 'human look' like her and Vegeta, but some had blue skin, some had three eyes, one man even had elf like ears. Bulma was trying her best not to stare to hard but it was so bizarre to see real aliens. It did seem like for every man there was a woman, like her, sitting beside him quietly looking pretty. Bulma secretly cut her eyes at Vegeta as she though back to his decoration comment. She was completely detached from the conversation going on around her until she heard someone say "Earth." Bulma quickly looked to see who was the source of the comment and saw a blue skinned man with a long black braided ponytail.
"I've been informed that it was Saiyans who purged the planet Earth" he said matter of factly. Bulma felt her stomach tie up in knots as she tried to hold back the tears.
"Yes", the King chimed. "My younger son Tarble led the army. At the time the planet was destroyed I wasn't aware that the planet homed intelligent life. If I would have known the planet would have definitely been salvaged".
"I don't care about the people! I care about all of the resources the planet possessed that we will never attain!" he barked.
"Watch your tone Zulen, remember you are speaking to Vegeta's King, and the ultimate ruler of the galaxy in which your planet resides." Vegeta sneered.
"Come now everyone" the King started, "Vegeta, Merron, cool your tongues there is absolutely no need for raised voices". There was complete silence as the King continued. "We are well aware that Planet Zule is in need of specific resources, and we are working at attaining them for you. All I can do is apologize on my sons behalf for the incident with Earth" he spoke. Merron took his thumb and index finger to massage his eyes he looked extremely agitated.
Vegeta looked to his side and noticed Bulma's sullen demeanor and quickly decided to take the topic off of her extinct planet.
"Some of the members of our Elite army are on a mission now to dominate Maxim, which from what has been reported is similar to Earth. They may have the resources you seek" Vegeta said coolly.
"Well I certainly hope so" Merron sneered. "My people are suffering; the water supply is becoming more and more scarce."
"We will send you on your way tonight with as much water as you can carry, Merron" the King reassured.
Bulma gently tapped Vegeta's knee to gain his attention. When he looked at her she mouthed "thank you". He simply nodded and continued in the conversation that was going on at the table. Bulma did as she was told sat quietly and played 'decoration'. She sat and ate her salad with the other women, while the men discussed problems on the individual planets, delegated certain events and other boring things. The whole process seemed to go on forever, and after awhile the boredom started to take its toll on her. The other women seemed to be used to sitting around listening to politics that had nothing to do with them, and there was Bulma, her head every now and again was dropping forwards as she tried to fight the urge to sleep. Vegeta noticed her fatigue and politely excused himself. He tugged her arm gently and signaled for her to follow him. They began walking back towards the palace as Bulma blurted
"Jeez, those things are so boring, how often do you have to attend them?"
"Often enough" he replied.
"Don't you think there boring?" she questioned.
"My planets matters aren't boring" he objected.
"Ok, I was just asking" she defended trying to avoid an argument. They entered his bedroom and Vegeta plopped onto the couch and Bulma sat on the mini staircase for the bed.
"I only left because you were embarrassing me" he growled.
"I didn't do anything!"
"You were being disrespectful, by falling asleep!"
"I couldn't help it!" They were both in each other's face gritting their teeth at one another. Out of nowhere Bulma started to laugh and she plopped down on the couch Vegeta was sitting on.
"What is so funny woman?" Vegeta demanded, crossing his arms across his chest.
"The fact that you can't function without being mad at somebody for something silly…THAT is funny to me". Vegeta balled his fists in frustration and began to walk away when Bulma took hold of his thick wrist.
"Where are you going?" she cried.
"None of your concern", he scolded ripping his wrist from her feeble grip.
"Vegeta please, I've been locked up in here alone all day. Don't go" her voice was pleading. Vegeta wanted to kick himself as he stopped in his tracks and contemplated what he should do. Ultimately something, he didn't know what, made him stay and he angrily marched back towards the couch and sat down next to her, his arms folded in annoyance and a scowl on his face.
Bulma sat and watched him in curiosity. He was such a hot and cold person, which was odd because his father didn't seem that way at all. She stared at the side of his face looking at his flawless skin, wondering how soft it was. She only had about one glass of wine, nowhere near enough to cloud her judgment but she used the liquid courage as an excuse to do what she did next.
She leaned over and placed a sweet soft and quick kiss on Vegeta's cheek. She felt his body stiffen underneath her, and when she moved back to her side of the couch he spun his head around facing her in confusion.
Vegeta stared at the blue haired woman in front of him in confusion. Did she just kiss him? As annoying as she was it didn't take away from the fact that all he wanted to do at that very moment was rip that stupid dress off of her and make her scream his name until the next afternoon. He went back and forth with himself in his head trying to decide whether to make a move or not.
Bulma stared at Vegeta stare at her. She sat in silence trying to read his mind, decipher what he felt about her kissing him. She decided to go for it again, another quick peck this time closer to his lips. She felt her blood heat up, his skin was so soft.
Vegeta didn't move when she kissed him again, even though he felt her getting closer to his lips. He sat and observed as she sat back again and started at him with a lusty look in her eyes. She was baiting him, sending him the signal; she wanted him to kiss her back. Kiss her back and then what? He doesn't like virgins, it takes too much time to get to the fun part with them…but her eyes were calling out to him.
Bulma always wanted to save herself for the night she got married…but for some reason that was out the window tonight. All she wanted was Vegeta, she wanted him to be the one to take her innocence she wanted him to see her as a vixen and not an annoyance. She leaned forward again this time she was going for the kill…those sexy lips.
Vegeta saw her coming again to steal another little kiss, he moved away blacking her attempt. He saw the panic in her eyes; her face began to flush in embarrassment. He was smiling to himself on the inside. He wasn't trying to hurt her feelings, but up until now she was in control of the situation, she was the one initiating the act and he couldn't have that. All he needed to know was that it was what she wanted, and he would take it from there.
He saw the distressed look on her face and before she could ruin everything with her whininess or crying he leaned forward and took hold of her bringing his lips to hers. Vegeta felt Bulma practically melt in his arms, as he explored her mouth with his tongue. He could still taste the wine in her mouth. He broke the kiss and stood up, tossing Bulma over his shoulder he headed towards the bed.
Bulma started at his back as he carried her over to his bed. She was paralyzed in ecstasy, she couldn't move, and she couldn't talk. All she wanted was for him to take her, and to do it fast.
Vegeta tossed her onto the bed, her body bounced up and down a few times from the impact. She was very quiet and still, he assumed it was because she was nervous and didn't know what to do. He reached down and began to gently pull her up from the laying position so she was sitting upright. He reached behind her and took hold of the dress in his hands preparing to rip it from her body.
"No! Wait!" she protested. "Don't rip it; it's such a pretty dress".
"I'll get you another one, one that is better than this" he urged.
"But I really like it", she protested. Vegeta completely blocked out her request he didn't care about the stupid ass dress and he had specifically wanted to rip it off of her anyway. He smiled at her evilly and ripped the dress into two.
Bulma gasped as the gown slid down her shoulders in two.
"VEGETA!" was all she managed to get out before he climbed on top of her and shut her up with his own mouth. He used one hand to hold her down and the other to pull what was left of the dress off of her body. Once he got it off of her completely he tossed it carelessly on the floor.
He was pleased to see she had nothing on underneath. He was tempted to force himself inside of her full force but he kept his composure. He pushed himself up leaning his body weight on his arms as he admired her beautiful body. She was perfect in every way, her breasts, her stomach, her thighs; he couldn't wait to feel her wetness around him.
Vegeta leaned back down on top of her not wasting anymore time. He had to get her body ready for what was about to come. He hated virgins. He began to nibble and suck on her neck. While she shivered underneath him he took his free hand and slid it between her thighs. He caught her off guard, her body went stiff and she closed her legs on reflex. He brought his hand back up towards her breasts; he cupped one and began to lightly pinch her nipple. He watched as she bit on her lip trying to keep her composure. He massaged her breast some more, still suckling on her neck. He slowly inched his way down, caressing her stomach for a moment and then working his way to her thighs. She felt more at ease and relaxed so he tried again sliding his hands in between her thighs reaching for her womanhood.
When his hand met her vagina he could feel she was already wet. He started playing with her clitoris, rolling it in between his fingers. She let out a soft scream as her lower half started to vibrate in pleasure. Vegeta dove into her mouth giving her another deep kiss. This time her tongue collided with his, trying to keep up with him. He began to rub her clitoris in a circular motion and she screamed out loud breaking the kiss. Vegeta bit her bottom lip softly as shook underneath him in anticipation. She was almost where he needed her to be.
Bulma lay underneath Vegeta shaking uncontrollably. She was on a cloud and she didn't want to ever come down. Her heart was beating so hard she could have sworn you could see it through her chest. She held onto the sheets for dear mercy as Vegeta pleasured her with his hand. Her head was spinning from all of the excitement. She wrapped her legs around him trying to coax him into skipping the foreplay; she couldn't handle it anymore.
Vegeta unexpectedly removed his hand from her clitoris and Bulma almost burst into tears. She gave him a pleading look; she was begging him with her eyes not to stop. He ignored her silent requests as he went back to work on her neck covering her with licks and kisses. Bulma spread her legs open a little wider and began bucking her pelvis into his, trying anything to get him to just fuck her already. He chuckled at her attempt, instead of giving her what she wanted he brought the hand he pleasured her with to her mouth, and to his surprise she took it into her mouth on her own, no questions asked.
Bulma stared into his eyes as she licked and sucked her juices off of his fingers. He snatched his hand from her mouth and tossed the cape from his back. He tore the vest from his chest and threw it behind him. The next thing she knew he was kissing her stomach, she could feel his tongue swimming around in her belly button. She reached down to try and pull him back up into another heated kiss but instead he pinned her arms to the bed. He moved down further to the point where he was face to face with her wetness. Before she could make any protest or attempt to stop him he buried his face inside her, lapping at her clitoris.
Bulma threw her head back violently and screamed in pure bliss as he body vibrated wildly. She wanted to close her legs so badly the enjoyment was officially unbearable. It felt so good she take anymore. She tried to thrash herself back and forth but Vegeta held her down so tightly she barely moved at all. She felt her eyes roll in the back of her skull as she drifted outside of herself; she thought she was dying from the pleasure.
Vegeta was getting pleasure out of seeing her so excited. He was silently congratulating himself; he loved how he was able to bring the vixen out of a woman. He continued to torture her with his tongue until she finally came. She let out roaring shriek as she raised her hips off of the bed, her body was literally convulsing from the orgasm. She was panting and gasping for air, trying to slow her heart rate.
"Oh my God" she moaned, still shaking a little from the bliss. She felt Vegeta ease himself on top of her; he positioned himself between her legs.
"What are you doing?" she quipped.
"I'm not finished with you yet", he warned. Bulma bit her bottom lip and tried to hide her smile. Just as he started to remove his pants he sensed someone coming towards his room. Bulma noticed his distraction.
"What's wrong?" He didn't reply he just stared at his door with an anxious look on his face. Bulma was beginning to worry was something about to happen?
"Vegeta?" she called his name trying to get his attention. He didn't answer her; he just covered her with his silk sheets and hopped off of the bed. He stood in his usual annoyed stance with his arms crossed over his chest staring at his door like he was waiting for a fight.
"What is going on?" she demanded.
"One of the solders from my army is approaching" he said nonchalantly. The first person to pop in her mind was Radditz.
"Radditz?" she questioned angrily. He was silent a moment and then ne shook his head no.
"No, not Radditz…it's Kin."
"Kin? Well tell him you're busy!" she roared. Bulma was furious that this was happening. The next thing she knew Vegeta's bedroom door was slammed open. What the hell is going on?
A/N hmmmmmm….What's going on? Hehe =] P.S. this was light smut! It gets dirtier as you can see this was NOTHING!lol