Disclaimer: I am not the creator of DBZ, otherwise I would've been rich and be continuing the series. *Looks at her life* Lucky Akira...

WTF IS WITH THE POSTING CHAPPIES BUTTON? I'VE BEEN TRYING TO POST THIS NEW CHAPPIE FOR 3 DAYS AND WHENEVER I CLICK ON OHFT IT SAYS THE SITE IS TIMED OUT. BUT OTHER STORIES ARE JUST FINE! WTF!

Anyway...

CHARACTERS MAY ACT OOC AT TIMES.

**MAJOR LEMON**

"Last lock," a certain oceanic-haired demi-saiyan panted as she clicked the last of her homemade security, examining her work quickly before partially unlocking each lock again. It's always been like this ever since she reached her "coming-of age". Because of her damn, raging hormones, she always has to seclude herself from the public, go full lock-down mode, have no members of the opposite gender anywhere NEAR her, for roughly two to three weeks...fun.

Just in time too, she thought as she felt shivers roll down her spine to the tip of her tail. A painfully pleasurable moan escapes her lips as she tried to wear off the effects of Mother Nature. She still needed to wait for the food she ordered. She can't afford to go outside at these times-she'd try to get her hands on any male being. Willing or not.

Her fingers started to shake as she moved herself over towards her countertop, clutching the edge as she tried to steady her breathing.

"Just wait...a little longer," She panted out as she made her way towards her room, deciding to change into a sports bra and track shorts. No amount of air-conditioning can save her from the heat she's going to feel soon. Hell, she was feeling it right now! She clenched her sweating palms as she leered forward, landing on all fours as another roll of pleasure tumbled down her spine, causing her to moan out in earnest pleasure; lust.

Oh she needs that delivery boy to get here soon.

This is what she hated about being in heat. Not only does she have the urge to fuck anything with a heartbeat, but she smells like sweat, going to end up aching for weeks, barely will have enough time for food...the list just drags on and on! Yup, that's right, when you're in heat there's no bath for you, unless you're fucking in the shower. Even then she'll still smell like orgasm.

KnockKnockKnock

Panting out, the aroused bluenette did her best to keep her arousal down (though failing horribly) as she made her way towards her (newly) repaired door. She'd have to thank her land lord later for fixing the damn thing. She growled as she remembered the one responsible for such a bothersome deed. That sweet old lady had to call five different stores in order to find the correct door, have it cut down to the precise measurements, buy the hinges (no it did not come with the fucking door), and have it installed! And you know why?

"Because of that pompous ass," She started to dismantle all of her locks, "arrogant," She flipped the final switch, "self-absorbed," She turned the handle.

"Vegeta Ouji!"

Smirk. "Practicing for later I see."

...

Screw the need for food.

Slamming the door hard, Bulma desperately trying to lock the entrance, her hands fumbling with the chains and different locks. No. No, no, no. This can not be happening. He was supposed to be in the freaking hospital. Unless that stupid doctor put him in those healing tanks.

She heard the door rattle.

He is NOT breaking down this one! Kami knows an old woman's wrath.

"Open the door or I smash through, Woman," He coaxed as he rattled the delicate frame once more, as if to persuade her.

Pft, as if he'll actually break through this...even though he has nothing holding him back.

"Why the hell are you here anyway?"

Silence.

Bulma rolled her eyes, or at least did so halfway before another shiver ran down her spine, a moan making its way out her lips. She grimaced at Vegeta's chuckling through the thick frame, knowing he heard her cry. The ripples of his voice sent more heat to the boiling sensation in her nether regions, her knees buckling. She bit her lip. It's time.

"V-Vegeta," she rasped, not caring about the stutter in her voice. "P-Please! You n-need to, to l-leave!"

Her vision was starting to blur. The heat was becoming so unbearable that her small, pink tongue stuck out; panting. She heard purring coming from the other end, causing her to blink rapidly, trying to rid the building lust in her eyes.

"That's even more reason for me to enter," Vegeta purred, starting to place pressure on the knob. He won't break down the door, sure, but he has no mind with the doorknob. Cheap to replace, hell he'll even do the repair job himself. He just needs to get in there. Get to her.

Now.

"I just want to check your curtains..." Bullshit.

Brreeaakk.

The blue-haired vixen gasped in surprise as a wicked smile formed on the flame-haired man. Quickly entering her apartment, he slammed the door shut and pushed the wooden board into its doorframe, making the door jammed. Wasting no time, he pinned the Onna to the nearest wall, his breathing laboured.

She moaned, reaching for the obsidian locks standing upright. Her sight was becoming clouded, lust and reality becoming harder and harder to differentiate. She didn't want this, she didn't want him. She didn't want his scent filling her nostrils, intoxicating her mind. She didn't want to feel his lean, defined arms, how they would wrap around her body as he thrust in and out of her. Another vibration resounded from this male's chest, inhaling deeply at the smell of her arousal.

He knew he had her.

"I wanna see," A smirk donned the oceanic-vixen's face, "if the curtains match with the carpet."

And boy was he going to have her.

Bulma didn't know who grabbed who first, but all she knew was how sweet his saliva tasted as her tongue searched every nook and cranny of his mouth and vice versa. She felt her heartbeat hasten as Vegeta gripped her thighs and tugged them around his waist, grinding their crotches against one another.

Her hands groped his back, nails digging into the fabric of his shirt before frantically tugging it. Once the shirt came off, her hands darted for his belt buckle, pulling on the leather and loosening it enough to drop his pants and boxers, the fabric pooling around the aroused man's feet. She let out an excited squeal once his hard member tapped her clothed entrance.

"Not carpet, little girl," Bulma moaned at the name. Vegeta brought his lips close to her ear, flicking a tongue out to lick the shell. "It's all hard wood."

And as if to emphasise his point, he gave a few thrusts against her core, moaning earnestly in her ear. His ego inflated once her strong legs held him closer. The friction was excruciating. A groan was released from the aroused-maiden's lips as she was pushed further into the wall, her wrists being brought up above her head as glazed-over diamonds stared seductively ahead.

The sight before her was divine.

Perfect, tanned lips were slightly parted, short breaths being released as he tried to maintain control. Already dark eyes even darker and more alluring as raw, undeniable need lined those irises. His bare body was pressed flush against her half-naked one. Chest against chest. One strong arm held her bottom as the other held both hands above the two. His heartbeat was pounding through his ribcage, almost in synch with hers. And lets just say that he's not lacking anywhere.

Truly enticing.

"You're not stopping this," Vegeta mused as he shifted his head to the crook of her neck, inhaling her deeply.

"What's the point?" She gasped in reply, her legs rubbing against his waist. "I couldn't stop it even if I wanted to."

An amused chuckle. "I knew you wanted me."

"Mmm...perhaps so."

What?

Despite her reply, all thoughts fled his mind as her lips met with his once again, squeezing him closer.

"Touch me."

And that's what he did.

Releasing one arm, he kept her pinned to the wall as his hand made its way up her body, touching as much skin as he could before he came to her breasts. There was no gentle approach. Once contact was made he gripped the milky globes through its spandex-restraints, shoving his tongue into her wet cavern at the same time. His tail was swishing sensually behind him, the fur upright as a purr vibrated off his chest.

The furry appendage made its way towards the Onna's core as he continued the caress and massage her womanly assets. Bulma gasped at the sensation, her own tail wrapping around Vegeta's thigh and rubbing up and down, grazing his erection. The touch sent both into europhia.

Using the underside of his tail, he rubbed circles against his partner's clothed core, still thrusting his member slowly against her. Growling in frustration, he pushed the two of them off the wall, his back landing on the nearest item; the couch. He rolled them over so that he ended up on top. Before the oceanic-nymph could blink, her bra and shorts were shredded from her body, leaving her completely nude.

Ironically, she blushed.

The intense gaze from this man sent tingling in her stomach, urging her to cover herself up. She was no virgin, then why did she feel so...awkward? "V-Vegeta, c-" Her sentence was cut off as he rubbed his tail against her naked core, teasingly penetrating occasionally. Her legs buckled.

"More." She panted.

That annoyingly sexy smirk donned his lips once more as he continued to grind his tail against her womanhood, playing with her tits as well. The squelching noises his tail made when it was soaked with her juices turned her on even more. A sharp cry escaped her mouth as he pinched her nipples and shoved his tail into her at the same time.

"Vegeta!"

Mmm...he definitely liked the sound of that.

He dropped a one hand from her breasts to her clitoris and rubbed it in circles. "Again." He commanded, his voice rasp.

Bulma threw her head back as she let out a lewd moan of his name: "Vegeta~"

Her inner walls started to clamp around his tail, a growl eliciting from Vegeta's throat. All efforts were doubled as he thrusted his tail in and out of her faster, deeper. His thumb rubbed harsh circles at her clit as he leaned down to take a nipple into his mouth, his other hand massaging her other breast.

Bulma's eyes rolled to the back of her head as his name became a breathy mantra on her lips. Oh Kami no amount of words could describe the amount of pleasure she was feeling! A certain tweak on her right nipple caused her back to arch into his hot body, sweat already building off both. She peered sensually at her lover as she observed his aroused expression, biting her lip. The way Vegeta gazed at her body left her heated, his eyes borderline animal.

Her toes were curled as she felt the coil inside her burst. Oh Kami! Oh Kami she's about to cum! Nails dug into his shoulders as her back arched beautifully as she was tipped over the edge. Vegeta tensed when her walls choked his tail, jolts of pleasure engorging his already hard member.

Kami this woman had no idea how good she felt. How good being inside her is. The frantic clamps of her inner walls choking on his tail was mind numbing. A saiyan's tail is always sensitive, either making it a good or bad thing.

In this case good.

Bulma let out a satisfied smirk once calming down, her fingers rising to trail up and down his biceps. Why had she not let this man fuck her yet? Giggling when she felt Vegeta jr. tap her thighs, she decided to return the favor and flipped them over, straddling him.

"My turn," She purred, her nails lightly scratching his chest.

An irritated noise came from the Ouji as he thrusted his hips up. He wanted to have her right now. He needed to feel her inner walls hug his cock and milk him of his sperm. A firm push against his chest told him otherwise. He growled lightly when he felt her tail brush against his hard member while her hands caressed and massaged his torso. Perhaps he should allow this...

His eyes slightly widened when her tail coiled around his dick, pumping it from the base to tip. He groaned. He heard her chuckle as she moved farther down his body, her tail unwrapping from his member. The lack of warmth caused him to raise himself, wondering if she just finished. He was reassured when her dainty hands wrapped around his length.

"What should I do about this?" She teased.

He smirked, "Need help-" He was cute off when the vixen chose that particular moment to flick her tongue at the tip. He gripped at the couch's leather as he let out a moan, his tail wrapping around her wrist.

"Don't tease, bitch."

She cooed at the name and decided to end his torture. Placing her lips at his tip, she chuckled at seeing pre-cum already leak out as she slipped the length into her mouth, stopping halfway down for he was too big to fit entirely. She peered at his face through her long lashes as she moved her head back and forth on his dick, sucking harshly as her tongue licked him underneath. She felt her chest tighten at the expression he gave.

His lips parted and his eyes were screwed shut; his hands were desperately trying to not reach down and grip her head and fuck her mouth. Ragged breaths were escaping his delicious lips as his chin tilted to the ceiling.

Absolute pleasure.

Urged to see more of that face, she lifted herself up momentarily and cupped her breasts, leaning down to place his cock in-between them. She licked and sucked at his tip as she moved her breasts up and down his length. Vegeta let out a gasp of her name when her soft, cushiony tits squeezed against his dick. And that tongue of hers was magical, licking all of his pleasure spots. He felt his balls begin to tighten, his teeth bared out as he gripped her hair.

He couldn't contain it any longer.

Flipping them over, he shoved his member into her mouth and fucked her, pumping his cock in and out of her throat. Whenever she gagged it tightened her throat, causing him to pick up the pace as he gripped the back of her neck tighter.

"Shit...ah! A-Almost-Kami!" He breathed before he let out a mighty roar as jet after jet released into her mouth, her quickly swallowing the thick liquid.

Shoving her head off, Vegeta scanned her face as he admired his work. Some cum didn't make it into her mouth as they trailed down the sides of her mouth and her chest. She licked her lips to taste more of him as she rubbed the white liquid on her tits, running them over her perked nips.

"You got me so wet~" She cooed as she crawled towards him on all fours as her tail swished behind her. He gulped. She reminded him of a tigress closing in on its prey.

Once she reached him she sat up on her knees and rubbed his semi-hard member, pumping it to get him ready once more. "I want you to fuck me."

He didn't need to be told twice.

Chuckling at the result of his seduction, he swiftly picked her up as he made his way towards her bedroom, pushing her off so that she landed on her bed. No later he pounced on her body seconds after letting her go, his hands coming up to play with her breasts once more as she stared hungrily at him. A petite hand trailed down his chiseled chest down to his erect member, moving her hips to align him to her entrance.

"Plea-AH!" She moaned as he swiftly thrusted himself in, a satisfied groan resounding from him.

He held still, revelling at the feel of her. She was so tight...and wet...and hot. And all because of him. Why did that make his heart swell? Brushing it off as another effect of heat, he recoiled his hips, his cock almost all the way out, then slammed back into her with a harsh grunt.

Bulma moaned at the roughness, not that she didn't expect anything less. He was truly brutal, as if turning into an animal. he rawness of it all...it sent her only a few thrusts away from her impending orgasm. She moaned earnestly as she began to grope his back, trying to keep herself balanced as he pounded away.

"K-Kami!" She moaned as she buried her head into his neck, licking the salty skin.

"Not Kami...but close," He smirked as he pinched and pulled at her rosy buds, lowering his head down to lick the perk tit.

Bulma arched her back and pushed her chest more to him, groaning as she lifted her hips in time to his thrusts. She felt his harsh breaths as he increased his pace ten-fold, holding her hips down as he shifted a leg to stand on. Tilting her hips up a bit, he thrusted harshly once and let out a strangled moan. This angle had him seeing stars! He was able to penetrate deeper into her and a particular spot he hit had her walls flutter like crazy. He pulled out quickly again before thrusting away in that same, rough manner.

"Vegeta! V-Vegeta!"

Bulma stared up at him with transparent eyes as a lazy grin formed on her lips, her cheeks a heavy red. A hand raised to the back of his neck as she pulled him closer, wrapping both arms around his neck. "You're amazing," another moan, "Kiss me, please."

Turning his head to face her, he let his tongue slid out before sinking into her mouth, their tongues battling for dominance as he continued to thrust away. Suddenly, his eyes popped wide open as he felt her thighs tremble around his waist, her voice muffled by his tongue, and a wetness seeping onto his cock.

Oh Kami, she's coming.

He panted harshly, slamming his hips against hers. Her walls were wrapped around him so tight. The wetness of her core made it easier to go faster, and the hotness of her cavern was mind blowing. He let out a strangled gasp as he felt his balls tighten up. He was going to cum soon. Baring his teeth, he pulled his lips away as he tilted his head towards the ceiling, losing control as each second past. She felt so good! So fucking good! He couldn't believe the sensation overcoming him!

She was a half-breed! He was supposed to despise her very being! Not ravish it so violently like he was now. Bit Kami, did this minx have a body.

A final thrust sealed his fate as he let out a howl of her name, his hips remaining connected to hers as his sperm pumped jet after jet into her. She screamed his own name as she was sent into her second earth-shattering orgasm, gasping for breath as her legs twitched around his being.

This was sin; it was wrong.

They both shouldn't be doing this, should be acting like this. Vegeta Ouji, a former royal (though still denies) who is supposed to be sentenced death, just had sex with an Earthling impersonator who's actually a half-breed, a creature who was never supposed to breathe on Vegetasei. They were both deadmen, and both despised one another, yet...

They craved it.

Or was that the heat talking?

"Hey guys," Rosa sighed as she sat down next to her boyfriend, looking at Chi and her mate from across their table. They all were seated at a fast food restaurant as they awaited for their food to be served. They were all meeting for lunch before ChiChi and Rosa had to go back for their jobs.

"Where's B-chan at? She doesn't answer whenever I try to call and she wasn't at the school subbing for Veggie." She pouted as she leaned on her hand, staring at her Earthling friend for answers.

ChiChi shrugged as she crossed her arms. "I haven't heard from her either. Last time I saw her was when your brother was admitted into the hospital." She furrowed her eyebrows in curiosity. "Which is kinda weird, if you ask me."

The saiyaness nodded her head as a hand snaked down to her man's open-palmed hand, intertwining their fingers. She blushed when she felt his gaze on her, him squeezing their hands. Paxton leaned down to whisper dirty words into her ear as she giggled and gasped at the inappropriate promises. ChiChi stuck her tongue out teasingly at the scene. Those two love birds were adorable...but back on the topic.

"Hey, yoohoo," She snapped her fingers at the couple, gaining their attention. "Sorry Pax, I need to borrow her for a second before you two go to a love hotel, alright?"

Rosa blushed harder at the comment before coughing awkwardly. "Well what do you expect? It's mating season and every saiyan is going to go into heat sooner or later." She pointed towards Goku. "Even him. So prepare yourself soon, Chi." She winked.

The dark-eyed female blushed before scoffing. "Thank goodness those horny teens at the school will be released earlier today."

...

"Wait, Rose," ChiChi coughed, shifting her hands so that they linked together in front of her. "What did you say is happening? Mating season?"

Rosa blanched once realizing where this was leading to. After a few seconds she began to laugh it off as color came running back to her face. "It's nothing to worry about for B-chan though, Chi. She's probably already in heat and locked herself up in her apartment. She's perfectly-"

A buzz from her phone interrupted her as she unlocked the device. She viewed the message sent to her with unreadable eyes as she nodded her head slowly. Locking the phone once more, she slowly placed it back into her purse and looked at the woman opposite of her. Said woman raised an eyebrow.

"Is she still fine?"

Rosa let out a jovial laugh as she smiled tensely. "Um, yeah, uh, actually," She shrugged nonchalantly, her voice straining. "I don't know, like, that was just a text from Veggie's doctor, and, funny story actually."

She cleared her throat at seeing the impatient look on her friend's face. "You see, apparently Vegeta is missing and before that when the doctor took some tests on him it showed the regular conditions of a person going into, uh heat and well you said that B-chan is probably in heat too and with those two having so much tension between them..."

She let out an excited squeal. "I might have a new sister!"

Goku let out a nervous laugh, Paxton choked and possibly gagged a little in his throat, and ChiChi's mouth dropped.

"B-But it's only sex!" Chi flustered.

Rosa let out a giggle, shaking her head. "Not when you're in heat, silly! Why do you think it's called 'mating season'?" She smiled coyly. "If a saiyan male and a saiyan female mate, especially during mating season, they're bound together for life! Unless they didn't preform the ceremony correctly."

Holy.

Shit.

They're plan worked to get the two together...but for some reason, Chi felt as if they only finished half the job.

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