As I mentioned in the SFW version of this chapter, this idea came to me at two in the morning when I was reading some old rp threads of mine from years ago. It was supposed to be a very sweet, very funny but then it sort of got a little risque towards the end, so I decided to put this here because reasons. Thanks to everyone who's taken interest in my silly writings!

❝I love you-!❞

❝Oh, I love you! So much!❞ The romantic interest of the protagonist jumped into his arms, and there were tears. So many tears, and it was such an emotional scene, it had Bulma sobbing and snotting into her napkins.

❝What the hell kind of garbage are you watching?❞ Vegeta emerged from the shadows and out into the living room where Bulma had been sitting for hours now. Hours and hours of watching… whatever this pornography was, but it was vulgar and she had been crying for some time now, her eyes had gotten so puffy.

❝Like you'd care!? You never care!❞

In that moment, Vegeta resisted the urge to argue back and instead he sat right next to her and leaned in close. Just close enough to make her a little uncomfortable. He was scrutinizing her- watching her up and down before he placed the back of his hand over her forehead. ❝You're not ill, are you?❞

His concern was… not expected, but she appreciated it nonetheless. ❝I'm fine, Vegeta. I promise,❞ she said with a small shake of her head. But she was smiling now, and for that, he was a little relieved to see and hear it. ❝I just felt like watching some rom-coms, and I kind of went down a rabbit hole, and now I'm having a hard time getting out of it.~❞

❝...❞ Vegeta simply gave her a blank stare. Rom-com? Rabbit hole? None of what she just told him made any sense to him. Time and time again, she would say these things that made no sense to him. He was very good at acclimating himself to any environment, but so far, earth had been by far the strangest. There were so many strange sayings- he could hardly keep up. ❝- and that's a bad thing?❞

She let out a long, exasperated sigh and paused whatever it was that she was watching. ❝You know- romance? Movies about romantic comedies. Where the protagonist meets the love of their life, or vice versa?❞ She sighed dramatically, and Vegeta simply took hold of her popcorn bin and started to eat out of it. ❝I just need a little romance in my life, Vegeta. You know?~❞ She flashed a wink his way. ❝Hear every once in a while that I'm loved...❞ She flashed another wink, and Vegeta just stared right back at her, completely clueless to her suggestions.

❝Do you love me, Vegeta?❞

He stopped eating all at once, and immediately turned to face her. ❝Do I what?❞

❝Do you love me?❞ She asked once again. Though she had a feeling he didn't know what that meant from the blank expression on his face.

❝Repeating yourself isn't going to make me understand, Bulma- so just get the point,❞ he huffed. Bulma absolutely hated this behavior of his, but she knew she had to be patient with him. She had been patient throughout their marriage. It had been one year exactly, and she still had not heard him say it- those three words she had been longing to hear. She knew he had feelings for her, and she felt it in the things he did for her. She just… wanted to hear it from him.

❝Well, it's like this...❞ She took hold of his hand, and she placed it right above her heart. This earned a very skeptical look from Vegeta, but she insisted. Holding it right there, letting him feel what she was feeling. The way her heart raced from just his simple touch. Color rose to her cheeks as she looked into her husband's eyes. ❝When you love someone, you feel like your heart is racing. Racing so hard that it's going to burst out of your chest...❞

❝...❞ Vegeta focused on the sensation, and looked to her once again to hear the rest of her explanation.

❝You think about this person, a lot. Like an unhealthy amount of time. You want to be with this person, and do whatever to let them know just how much you care, how much you love them.❞

❝...❞ Vegeta pondered for a moment, and remembered all the times Bulma had been there for him. All the training equipment she had built for him; the bots, the constant updates to the Gravity Room. The way she took care of him and took care of his injuries…

❝You don't want this person to get hurt. You would do anything to stop it- to protect them from harm...❞ She gave his hand a gentle squeeze, and Vegeta felt that feeling- his heart pounding in his chest, as it always did when he felt her touch him. Is that what she-

❝And no matter what, they know you've always got their back- that you would do anything for them, unconditionally,❞ she hummed. ❝In many ways, Love is a very broad spectrum. You could love your spouse, but you could also love your child. Your friends. But this love?❞ She peered at him with those bright blue eyes of hers. ❝This love is very special, and unconditional. It's a love that is timeless.❞ She explained. ❝I love you, Vegeta- and I always will.❞

❝...❞ His gaze lowered to her hand, and he remained there- deep in thought, taking it all in what she had just told him. As he processed his thoughts, Bulma finally released the hold she had on his hand, and leaned in to press a kiss to his cheek. ❝It's fine if you don't want to say it. I just wanted to let you know what it meant...❞

True, she was a little upset that he hadn't said it back, but he was slowly learning about these things, and she wasn't going to blame him about it either.

He was left in complete darkness when she shut the television off, and she bid her goodnight before she went to bed. He watched her as she took off and waited until she was gone before he slipped outside. Laying out on the cool grass, and enjoying the cool breeze on his heated flesh.

Love… Love was such a strange concept to him. He was a warrior, and things like this were very trivial to him. But as he thought about her explanation- and the things she had to say about love? It made him think- think back to those times when he thought he was losing his mind…

It had been a couple of weeks living in her estate when he first felt it- those strange feelings that stirred deep within him. She had fallen asleep on the couch when he found her. She was sleeping in such an odd position, but she looked quite peaceful in her slumber, and he found her like that. He was going to snap at her- ask her why she was sleeping when there were many things he needed from her. But something stopped him. He was watching her and he noticed how her features had softened in her sleep. Her lips parted slightly from deep inhalations. He felt a lurch in his chest, and he scoffed lightly before he took off.

Another time he had noticed it- it was when Trunks had arrived to warn Kakarot of the androids that had killed them all in the future timeline. They were to come face to face with Frieza once again, and he was hell bent on making sure to get rid of him once and for all. That was when she piped up again. Loud, and defiant and stubborn as she claimed she would like to meet this Frieza face to face.

It was stupid- the most idiotic thing he would ever hear her say, but he… admired her tenacity- her strong will. She looked attractive to him, and since that moment, he couldn't stop thinking about it. The look on her face as she said those words. That feeling came again- the lurch in his chest, just like Bulma had explained…

It happened various times after that- it was not something he could deny, and he hated to feel this way. He was not meant to have these sorts of feelings for her, but it happened whether he liked it or not. Hell, he was married to her now. He went through the ceremony to tie the knot with her. He just never said it- never told her right in her face…

Later that night, Vegeta finally joined her in bed. Climbed beneath the covers and he turned to his side to look at her. She was in a very deep slumber, just like that one time he had seen her on the couch. Though he did nothing to wake her that time, he did so now and he waited until she roused.

❝Mmn, 'Geta? S'matter?❞ She was having such a wonderful dream and it was rudely interrupted by Vegeta, but she supposed there was something wrong if he was waking her up like this.

❝Lay back down.❞

❝Huh?❞

Before she could ask, he took the initiative and rolled right atop of her- making sure that his full weight wasn't resting on her. He had her right beneath him, and Bulma was now wide awake. Wondering what her husband was up to. Whatever it was, she was up for it and she reached up to wrap her arms around his neck. ❝Is someone in the mood tonight?~❞ She dared to ask him, but he silenced her by placing his finger over her lips.

❝Must you be so crass, Bulma?!❞ He exclaimed loudly. ❝J-just shut up for a second and let me think!❞

Bulma immediately went dead silent as he watched her husband. This… this was definitely new, and it was a little… scary. She was stepping into unknown territory, and he was sure he felt it because he immediately removed his finger from her lips. ❝Just… listen what I have to say, and shut up for a second.❞

When Bulma made no move to speak up, Vegeta hesitated- swallowed hard and captured her cheeks into his hands. Her eyes went wide as she looked into dark ones. ❝Bulma.❞

She quickly nodded when he called her name.

❝I have been to countless planets. I have destroyed, I have killed and I have done many things necessary to survive- to continue carrying on my goals. I'm sure you know of this.❞

She said nothing, and immediately nodded her response.

❝I have come across many people in my life time. They have all come and went, and I thought nothing of it. But then I came here...❞ He hesitated for a moment, though she just stared at him- completely perplexed as to what he had to say to her. She just watched him in silence- feeling her own heart race in anticipation.

❝I came here, and there you were- stubborn. Getting yourself into situations where you weren't wanted or needed, but you did so anyway. You were close to death many times, and time and time again, you proved to be so stubborn.❞

Her eyes glistened- she wasn't even sure how she was crying, especially after she had been crying for so long that evening, but she couldn't help it. She had never heard him talk to her like this, and it made her well up.

❝Countless planets I have been to, and no one has struck me quite like you have, Bulma. You remained in my thoughts, and even now...❞ He removed his hand from her face and reached for her hand, placing it right above his chest. Her gaze lowered for a second when she felt how fast his heart was racing.

❝I never thought about what I was feeling then- I thought I was ill. That I was losing my mind. But it all made sense in the end, I suppose. I couldn't fight it off. I'm sure you remember that all too well.❞

She smiled right back at him. Yes- she remembered that very vividly.

❝Now that you've heard my story, I'm going to ask that you listen carefully, because I won't be saying it again.❞ He warned her. Though, he was quite sure that she would be asking him time and time again to repeat himself.

❝Bulma-❞ He closed the distance between them until his forehead was touching hers. He looked deep into her eyes- a grin tugging at the corners of his lips. ❝I love you.❞

It was almost as if a shockwave had entered her system and destroyed everything in its path- but in a very, very good way. So long, she'd longed to hear those words from him, even if she knew he had those feelings for her. But hearing him say it? Actually say it out loud? It gave her such sweet satisfaction.

❝Say something!❞

She realized it had been quite some time since his revelation, and she saw how flustered his features had become, and he looked quite unnerved and anxious. It was… really cute.

❝Well- you did silence me, so I zipped my lips, dear Prince,❞ she replied coyly.

❝I didn't mean that literally!❞ He snapped back at her. ❝I just revealed something to you, and you just looked at me like I just rose from the dead! I'd expect you at least say something in return, so I suppose I should take it back-❞

Before he could even finish that sentence, she pulled him by the hairs and reached up to kiss him. He didn't protest this time, and he went into her kiss fully. It was hard- demanding, and he practically gave himself to her.

❝You better not take it back, Mister-❞ She pressed her finger against his chest pointedly- it was a threat, but it hardly looked and sounded like one when she was so dazed after that kiss.

❝I won't if you won't,❞ he challenged.

❝Never...❞ She guided him once again- wrapping her arms around him, kissing him fully- with all the love and adoration she had for this man. This man that had brought her so many headaches. She was fully devoted to him, and she wanted to show him just how much. Without so much of a warning, she quickly turned them over until he was beneath her. The shock in his eyes never ceased to turn her on.

❝Stay still- don't move...❞ her voice lowered to a seductive whisper, and he simply stared at her in awe- completely powerless in her hold. The way she took charge, even if she was nowhere near his strength. It was just like the first time- the first time she took him, and it was the very first time for him, but not for her. She had the experience- the patience and all the time in the world. All night until the two were completely exhausted.

This time, however, she was doing something different. Something she had never done before, and he wasn't sure how to feel about it. ❝Bulma?❞

❝Shush...❞ She was kissing him, but over his abdomen, and lower. Her hands splayed out over his chest, over his tight abs, and he couldn't stop the moan that bubbled past his lips. ❝It's my time to silence you, so zip it- stop asking questions, and let me love you...❞

His jaw clicked when she kissed the very tip of him. Kissed and licked his cock- swirling her tongue around him, taking him into her mouth and taking him in deeper and deeper.

❝B-Bulma!❞

She scraped her nails down his abdomen in response- likely asking him to lay back down when he insisted on sitting up, wanting to ask her why she was doing such a thing. She was relentless, and proved to be so stubborn as she dared to push him back to the bed as she continued to suck his cock. Up and down she went- using her hand expertly in between, and watching with complete satisfaction as Vegeta caved to the pleasure she was giving him. Moaning loudly, while his hips rose and fell with every movement.

It didn't take much longer until he came- he was practically seeing stars dance across his field of vision, and he was sure he had come so close to blacking out from the immense pleasure he was feeling in that moment. Though, none of that quite compared to the look on her face when she crawled her way back on top of him. She was smug in her own right, and he simply seethed at her.

❝You are one, disgusting, vile human being...❞ He hissed- though he couldn't stop the grin on his lips, much to his dismay. He had enjoyed that- he enjoyed that way too much.

Bulma simply let the insult roll off her shoulders. ❝Yeah- but you love me, so that's okay.~❞

❝I do.~❞ He pulled her back into his arms, and proceeded to show her just that for the rest of the night.