Bulma was lying on Vegeta's bed, in her silk bathrobe. The bathrobe was so tiny that it partially exposed her black lace panty. Her milk colored legs adorned the dark green bedspreads. She sat up and pushed her bluegreen hair aside. The scent of her perfume spread through out the room. Her lips were the color of fresh pink roses gleaming with morning dew. Her blue eyes bore through the prince. Behind all her beauty, was a barely noticeable frown. She had not forgotten about what happened earlier that day.
"If Yamcha and Mai can do it, why can't I!?" she told herself. She was going to get revenge. After tonight, she'd tell Yamcha what happened between her and the Vegeta then slam the door in his face! Or perhaps she could kiss Vegeta in front of him before telling him what happened. That would make a juicy revenge…then Vegeta and Yamcha will be out of her life.
"Just sex...not love. This'll be just a one-night stand and nothing more…" she fumbled with her fingers nervously as Vegeta examined every inch of her. She got pretty irritated by it.
"Well? Are we going to do it or not?!"
"D-do? Huh?! But I…" Vegeta stammered, unable to believe what was going on.
"I'm here to pay you back. Do you want me or not?!" Bulma pouted. Sweat poured from the prince's forehead. The color drained down from his face. There was that strange feeling inside of him again. He licked his lips. He locked the door and turned off the lights.
"She's an aggressive one!"
Slowly, Vegeta came over to the bed, taking his shirt off along the way. Bulma lay on the bed once more, swallowing hard. She didn't know what to expect. Will he be rough on her or will he be a lousy lover? She closed her eyes. She felt like running away from the room but when she remembered Yamcha, she stayed put on the bed. Soon, she felt Vegeta's hot breath upon her neck. He was in his boxers now. She bit her lip as the Saiyan began kissing her neck. He slowly made his way on top of her, hugging her body tightly as he begins to heat up. Bulma didn't budge. She wouldn't respond to him. All she did was stay as motionless as she could while Vegeta does his work. Then, she felt his fingers slowly untying her bathrobe…or at least trying to untie it. Vegeta sat up a bit and tried untying the knot some more but to no avail. Under the moonlight, Bulma could clearly see the look of frustration on his face. She began to giggle. As if instinctively, she untied the knot for the prince.
"Ack! What have I done?!" her eyes widened in shock. She was beginning to lose control over herself.
Vegeta smiled…a smile, which melted Bulma's heart. He opened her bathrobe, showing her black lace underwear. The beautiful curves of her breasts were shown by the thinness of her brassiere. The prince bent his head down and began licking her neck. His lips went all the way down to her breasts. He began kissing them. Bulma tried clamping her mouth shut but she couldn't stop herself from moaning.
"Uhngh…" she faced sideways, clutching the pillow with her hands. That seemed to entice Vegeta and his tongue explored her supple breasts some more.
"Huungh…" Bulma moaned as she began breathing heavily. It was as if the prince had some weird power over her. He wouldn't stop. Then, she felt her legs, spreading apart.
"No! No! No! I can't let him!"
Vegeta pressed his body harder on her. Behind his boxers, Bulma could feel him slowly stiffening up. The prince ran his hands behind Bulma's back and took off her bra. He suckled her nipple for what seemed like an eternity. He then went over to the other, and toyed with it using his tongue. Both the nipples of the woman became wet. Another unstoppable moan came out of her, exciting the Saiyan even more. He took off his boxers and pulled Bulma's panty away from her legs. She was absolutely naked in front of a man she had never wanted to give herself to. Vegeta sat up and for the first time watched every part of her…every single curve of her body. Bulma still had her eyes closed. She bit her lower lip. The prince ran his hands across her legs and pried them apart to allow entrance through her. He knew she hadn't wanted to do this. He lay on top her once more and licked her ear…but no, she would not touch him. She moans, but doesn't lay a finger on him. Vegeta's heart thudded against his chest as he stopped and looked straight at Bulma's face. Sensing that the prince wasn't doing anything to her, she opened her eyes. He was still on top of her. She could feel the thudding of his heart as he pressed his chest against her bare breasts. Their eyes met and something happened…something so unexplainable. They were talking through their eyes.
"Those eyes…he's so lonely…why haven't I seen that before?" "She's come a long way from a broken heart…pitiful pathetic one…" Without thinking, Vegeta bent down and gave Bulma a kiss. Her eyes widened. Why would Vegeta kiss her?! Touch her body, yes, but kiss her lips?! Her expression softened and she began kissing Vegeta too. They moved their heads in a rhythmic motion. It was as if a love song was playing and they were dancing along with it. Bulma hugged the prince…her prince. She began to move with him and make love to him. She touched him just as he did to her. They didn't stop kissing until Bulma spread her legs wider and Vegeta entered.
"UUNNGh!" both of them moaned at the same time, after which, they resumed kissing. Bulma felt it as Vegeta jabbed it within her…hard! Jabbing in a slow, up and down motion.
"Uh…."
She licked his tongue. He did the same. He was so gentle with her. Both of them loved every minute of it. When the prince stopped jabbing, Bulma wrapped her legs around his hips, causing it to push harder in her.
"Uhmm!" they exchanged moans. They wouldn't even try to let go of each other now. They opened their mouths and suckled each other's slippery, wet tongues. Vegeta began to get more excited and so, he jabbed it again, though he knows he has reached as far as he could in her. Bulma wrapped her legs even tighter around his hips, feeling it inside her…that pleasurable sensation the prince was implementing in between her legs. They rolled around on the bed, feeling the heat of passion. They could care less of their sweaty bodies…passion and pleasure had filled the room like wildfire. Vegeta grabbed Bulma's delicate hands and began sucking and licking her fingers. Bulma pulled her face close to his and began licking along with him. They began licking each other's tongues again, exploring the caves of each other's mouths. Bulma's wet hands traveled along Vegeta's back until she finally reached and grabbed the prince's rear. In exchange, he bent down and began licking in between her breasts furiously.
"Ve-ge-…tah…."
Vegeta kissed Bulma wildly to silence her. They held each other in a tight embrace…feeling each other's loneliness…feeling each other's yearning…each other's cries for love. They couldn't feel the cold of the night. They were in the warmth of each other's bodies. Bulma felt as if her heart would burst at any moment because of mixed emotions. Vegeta, still kissing her passionately, felt the exact same way as the woman beneath him. They knew at that moment that they needed each other. They knew they were meant to be together…