Trouble III
"Listen very carefully, Vegeta. This is your new GR." she held out the capsule like a peace offering. "Take it and do whatever, it should last slightly longer than the others. I have to get some other work done, besides catering to your whims."
Ignoring her, Vegeta snatched the cap away from her and began striding outside.
"Not that I expected a thank you, or anything." she said under her breath.
He looked over his shoulder. "If it breaks, I will seek you out. I care nothing about what you think you have to do"
Bulma had no reply to that, so she she walked back to her lab silently. Her calm exterior revealed nothing of the fury boiling inside. She channelled all that energy into finishing up four projects she'd been putting off. When she looked at the clock she was surprised to see that almost six hours had gone by with out her noticing.
The growling of her stomach and aching of her lower limbs that had been inactive for so long convinced her to stretch and get something to eat, before going back to the two projects left.
She raided the kitchen for something simple and found only a grapefruit. Shrugging and getting a spoon and a LOT of sugar-substitute and sat down. Vegeta must have decided to fend for himself for dinner. Bulma frowned when she realized a grocery shopping trip would be on her itenerary for tomorrow. Along with two Capsule Corp. meetings, a presentation for the benefit of the board of directors, and a speech for the bussiness academy at the local college. Bulma really wished her father hadn't decided on tomorrow to take a fourth honeymoon. She was swamped.
Thinking on those lines, she decided not to go back to her lab after all. She needed all the sleep she could get. She rinsed the spoon she'd used and plodded up the stairs. She was more tired than she thought. She saw that the bathroom light was on and mumbled an expletive at the carelessness of Saiya-jins. She walked in to shut it off and froze, instantly awake.
"Oh" The tiny vowel was uttered in heartfelt appreciation. With only a small towel slung carelessly around his hips he was nearly naked, and wonderfully exposed to her hungry eyes. She was almost salivating with automatic female lust.
By the time she met his eyes her face was flushed, but definately not with embarrassment.
"Have a nice look?" he mimicked her earlier words.
"Mmm-hmm"
He shifted. "Quit staring, woman. Go away, I'm sure that I'm compromising your delicate sensibilities or some othr such nonsense."
"Nope" she grinned. When he still looked stonily skeptical, she cocked her head. "I'm not a virgin Vegeta, and I'm not immune to a great body." she didn't know what power that be was making her so reckless.
"Is that so? Then maybe you aren't immune to this either" In a blink he was across the room, kissing her roughly. He thrust his hand into her hair ao that escape was impossible- if she had wanted to escape. But she didn't, she kissed him back until they were both breathing hard. When he let her breath, she looked into his eyes defiantly.
"I hate you. I think you're nasty, abrasive, and one of the bost detestable beings in the universe"
He smirked arrogantly. She hated that stupid, cocky upturn. But she wanted the mouth it was on again. "You may hate me, woman, but you want me so bad you can't stand it.
A beat while Bulma considered. In the end she gave up. "Yes, I want you" And that was all the urging he needed to take her mouth again and push her into her room across the hall and slamming the door shut behind them.
Bulma had the sudden and disconcerting sensation of being trapped in a cage with a wild animal. And Vegeta's blacker than night eyes revealed why.
"Alright, woman, tonight you are at MY mercy.
Uh, gulp!
Lemon next chapter. See ya soon.
"Listen very carefully, Vegeta. This is your new GR." she held out the capsule like a peace offering. "Take it and do whatever, it should last slightly longer than the others. I have to get some other work done, besides catering to your whims."
Ignoring her, Vegeta snatched the cap away from her and began striding outside.
"Not that I expected a thank you, or anything." she said under her breath.
He looked over his shoulder. "If it breaks, I will seek you out. I care nothing about what you think you have to do"
Bulma had no reply to that, so she she walked back to her lab silently. Her calm exterior revealed nothing of the fury boiling inside. She channelled all that energy into finishing up four projects she'd been putting off. When she looked at the clock she was surprised to see that almost six hours had gone by with out her noticing.
The growling of her stomach and aching of her lower limbs that had been inactive for so long convinced her to stretch and get something to eat, before going back to the two projects left.
She raided the kitchen for something simple and found only a grapefruit. Shrugging and getting a spoon and a LOT of sugar-substitute and sat down. Vegeta must have decided to fend for himself for dinner. Bulma frowned when she realized a grocery shopping trip would be on her itenerary for tomorrow. Along with two Capsule Corp. meetings, a presentation for the benefit of the board of directors, and a speech for the bussiness academy at the local college. Bulma really wished her father hadn't decided on tomorrow to take a fourth honeymoon. She was swamped.
Thinking on those lines, she decided not to go back to her lab after all. She needed all the sleep she could get. She rinsed the spoon she'd used and plodded up the stairs. She was more tired than she thought. She saw that the bathroom light was on and mumbled an expletive at the carelessness of Saiya-jins. She walked in to shut it off and froze, instantly awake.
"Oh" The tiny vowel was uttered in heartfelt appreciation. With only a small towel slung carelessly around his hips he was nearly naked, and wonderfully exposed to her hungry eyes. She was almost salivating with automatic female lust.
By the time she met his eyes her face was flushed, but definately not with embarrassment.
"Have a nice look?" he mimicked her earlier words.
"Mmm-hmm"
He shifted. "Quit staring, woman. Go away, I'm sure that I'm compromising your delicate sensibilities or some othr such nonsense."
"Nope" she grinned. When he still looked stonily skeptical, she cocked her head. "I'm not a virgin Vegeta, and I'm not immune to a great body." she didn't know what power that be was making her so reckless.
"Is that so? Then maybe you aren't immune to this either" In a blink he was across the room, kissing her roughly. He thrust his hand into her hair ao that escape was impossible- if she had wanted to escape. But she didn't, she kissed him back until they were both breathing hard. When he let her breath, she looked into his eyes defiantly.
"I hate you. I think you're nasty, abrasive, and one of the bost detestable beings in the universe"
He smirked arrogantly. She hated that stupid, cocky upturn. But she wanted the mouth it was on again. "You may hate me, woman, but you want me so bad you can't stand it.
A beat while Bulma considered. In the end she gave up. "Yes, I want you" And that was all the urging he needed to take her mouth again and push her into her room across the hall and slamming the door shut behind them.
Bulma had the sudden and disconcerting sensation of being trapped in a cage with a wild animal. And Vegeta's blacker than night eyes revealed why.
"Alright, woman, tonight you are at MY mercy.
Uh, gulp!
Lemon next chapter. See ya soon.