DON'T TELL GOKU, VEGETA'S DEAD!
CHAPTER 26 – Refreshing, Ah!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT. A/N: -thought- "speech" (mental speech) *internal conflict/conscience*
ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.
This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, and Ideologically Sensitive.
Bulma smothered her body in liquid heat as she lathered her body in an attempt to cleanse herself of the previous night's events.
When she had awakened this morning as the sole occupant of her four poster bed she thought that it had all been a wonderfully-terrifying dream. As she stood from the bed on unsteady legs she knew that it couldn't be so. I had indeed happened in real life. Her legs were still tense from holding on for dear life from hold onto a certain Saiyan prince's torso as he gave her lower half what she ached for. Her cheeks colored at some of the things he did to her. It was so… so… unrestrainedly erotic and her nether regions acknowledged her lustful thoughts and in response she felt a dull throb of excitement trill through her body. His skill insinuated that he had been well versed in the practiced arts of sex and at times it seems like he implored every part of his being in pleasuring her and she gladly returned everything she gained from him.
*FLASHBACK*
They had just finished their second bout of steamy coupled bliss and she laid there on him with her chest against his as she was encircled in his arms with his tail secured around her thigh causing it to be hiked over his hip. Her panted breaths ebbed to a soft rhythm and once he was sure that she had sufficient time to rest he flipped her in the blink of an eye. Her previously closed eyes shot open in surprise and looked at him wildly. She was about to speak when the look in his deep ebony eyes caused her words to die on her plump pink lips.
He had her shoulders pinned to the bed with his palms with just enough weight to keep her from moving. Vegeta placed his knees in between her legs and slowly spread them to reveal the hidden treasure that lay at their hairless apex.
He release his the furry fifth limp that had bound itself to her thigh and moved it between his knees and commanded it to hover just outside of her entrance. Bulma gasped at what she could only assume he had planned for her. –Would he do that?- The voice in her head trembled with anticipation and aversion.
He lightly brushed the soft furry tip of his tail against her tender fleshy nub. Her eyes widened and he smirked devilishly down at her in response to her shocked expression. He pressed it harder against her folds and she couldn't help but release a moan as he circle the limb inside her folds.
She was so wrapped up in the passion and the intense feeling of it all and the overwhelming feeling had spilled out into her features. She wasn't the only one getting enjoyment out of this. Vegeta was loving the different impassioned expressions that flitted across her face and the sensation that each swipe with his tail made ran up the brown furry limb continuing up his spine and then back down again.
She was so caught up in the moment that it caused her to gasp loudly and her eyes to shoot open wide as he entered her with the tip of it and swirled the lithe appendage around touching places inside of her sparking a whole new set of sensations she had never felt before. Her legs clinched tighter around his thighs as her abdominal muscle spasmed and clinched. Her hips bucked in voluntarily and her writhing body and tensing inner muscles caused him to erupt into groans of ecstasy and then milking him of his seed.
*END FLASHBACK*
Yes, last night had occurred and she loved every minute of it.
She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower stall and then she began toweling herself off. –How does he control me so? Why do I let him? *growl* I try and resist my thoughts of him… and my desire for him returns back to me tenfold. I bet the bastard is laughing it up. He knows he has power over me… *gasp* …what if he hasn't yet realized the influence he has over me? That would be too good to be true. Damn it all!-
Bulma in her confused and flustered state failed to notice the bathroom's second occupant, the man in question, entered the room with years practiced stealth. He waded silently though the steamy haze that had engulfed the medium sized ensuite bathroom. H
Vegeta hadn't wanted to leave the warmth of her skin against his. The urge to take her was becoming too strong and he knew that she would need her rest for what he had in store for her later. He was Saiyan and had not only a higher capacity were strength was a concern but he also had a nearly limitless reservoir of stamina. He could last throughout the night and all day, but his chosen companion couldn't endure such a feat no matter how badly he needed her to sate his hunger for her body. He smiled as he thought. –Don't want to wear her out to the point where I'll be on my own for a while. I'll let her rest briefly and then she's all mine.-
He was quickly brought back to the present and the woman that filled his thoughts as she took in a breath sharply. He refocused his dark eyes on her as she combed through her wet hair with her fingers before she pulled it to one side of her neck. He takes his chance and stalks up behind her silently as she bows her head to search for her lotion.
Bulma squeezes some of her favorite lotion into her palm and rubs her hands together to saturate them completely with the moisturizer. She feels two arms ensnare her around the waist and a mouth pin itself against her neck. She shrieks in surprise and struggles in her unknown captors arms. "VEGETA! HELP!"
Guffaws erupt behind her in a familiar tone. "Poor woman, no one can save you now!"
Her fears melt away and anger spurts forth to replace her fear in an instant. "Damn you! You're such and asshole! Why do you always come at me from behind or blow in unnoticed like the Kami damned wind!"
Her anger as always was refreshing to him and he gained much enjoyment from making her scream at him… whether it be in rage or in writhing ecstasy it mattered not to him.