Okay, being new, I figured some stuff out. First...
Disclaimer: I own squat, so don't sue me...I couldn't make money off of it if I tried.
Second...
This chapter is almost paraphrased from the story "To Warm A Saiya-jin Heart" by Catgirl26 (excellent writer, if I may say so myself). I apologize, it was her idea first, but it inspired me to create a much different plot than her story, so please, don't flame me for plagiarism...it just inspired me so much. My thanks to Catgirl26.
Chapter 2
In the next room, Vegeta was trying not to imagine the scene that the next room's telltale sounds were creating. He heard the Woman and her weakling human lover race up the stairs, past his room, and then listened to her moan in pleasure...this wasn't what he needed. He could see the Woman's lithe body, curvaceous and alluring, in his mind...he could also imagine what he could do to that body, with little effort. "Damn you, Kami, why must this weak baka plague my thoughts?" he thought to himself as he listened to the weak human begin to plunder her body, and pitiful as he felt, he wished, secretly, that it were him.
*In Bulma's Room*
Bulma found herself shirtless on her back. Yamcha was fiddling around with the clasp of her bra, nudging her breasts impatiently. Still, though, at this point, she was still not completely interested, especially compared to Yamcha. He seemed to be captivated with her, while Bulma was, well, still bored. Her eyes closed and her thoughts wandered to a secret someone in the next room...with his onyx eyes and his spiked hair,...his akimbo stance, his well-muscled physique, and his oh-so-sexy smirk. Somehow, in her boredom, she found herself imagining that it were Vegeta with her, touching, caressing, sensually soothing her every whim. So pleasured was she by this image that she whimpered aloud, only causing Yamcha to believe it was he who was bringing her to such pleasure. Bulma grabbed Yamcha's head and forced it to her bosom, all the while imagining it was Vegeta whose lips were worshiping her skin. She arched against her imaginary lover, while Yamcha believed that it was his prowess causing her bewitching actions, and he savored her response.
*In Vegeta's Room*
"Come on, babe, tell me who you're lovin' right now, come on...I want to hear it on your lips...come on...," Vegeta heard the weak baka beckon to the Woman, sickened to hear her answer in pleasured squeals and moans. "That's it baby, tell me...," the baka continued. "Give me a break!" Vegeta thought. Still, he couldn't help being aware of the Woman's ki, which was letting him sense her great arousal. He tried to block out of his mind until he heard the Woman scream, "Oh, Vegeta, yes!"
Vegeta's ears perked up suddenly. "Vegeta?" he said silently to himself, surprised and amused. "VEGETA??" He heard the baka echo irately. Vegeta chuckled to himself, so amused that the Woman was so displeased by her lover that she had to imagine himself...it was laughable! Then the thought occurred to him. "Perhaps, she's been lusting after me, as I have been for her...?" He thought for a second. "Never! I will not submit myself to believing the weak human woman could ever be right for me! Oh well, at least now I can listen to a good argument..." Vegeta loved to listen to the Woman verbally spar, especially with him. Still, it was enjoyable to witness her wit beat anyone. He listened to the heated argument in the next room.
"VEGETA?? How could you, you little whore! You've been sleeping with him!" Yamcha exclaimed, enraged. "How could you? You are such a dirty slut!"
"Oh, Yamcha, shut your hole! It was just a mistake!"
"Mistake, my ass! You are that monkey man's personal bitch, and you know it! How could you?"
Vegeta could feel the Woman's ki growing a bit stronger as she said, "Yamcha, I am nobody's bitch." Her voice was steady with malice. Vegeta smiled as he imagined the woman bossing the weak Yamcha around, as she could. Suddenly, he heard a loud slap, and heard the woman cry out and fall to the ground. "You dirty slut!" Yamcha screamed again.
Vegeta was furious. No one had the right to do that to the Woman! He was about to bust through the wall and beat the baka within an inch of his life, when suddenly, he stopped. From somewhere in close proximity, he felt an enormous power surge...it was if Kakarott was near and powering up to Super Saiyan strength, but that was impossible. "Kami, where is that power coming from??"
Suddenly, the wall that adjoined Vegeta's and Bulma's room came crashing down as the human Yamcha was thrown by a weak but effective ki beam. Yamcha crashed against Vegeta's back wall and slumped to the ground, unconscious. "What in the hell...?" thought Vegeta, as he peered through the dust into Bulma's room. What he saw there nearly made him faint. There was the Woman, Bulma, standing at the far end of the room. She was completely nude, but more fascinatingly enough, she was encased by a fiery, powerful ki that made her azure hair fly back from her face, which was etched with fury. Vegeta was even more astonished to see a long brown tail flicking back and forth behind her. She was breathtaking, an image of stature, of heaven. Vegeta's jaw hit the floor as Bulma's eyes met his own. "Hell, Kami, she's a Saiyan!" he thought to himself as Bulma fell to the floor, exhausted from her attack.
Okay, so how's it going so far? If you liked it, tell me. If I have room for improvement, tell me! :) Thanks!
Disclaimer: I own squat, so don't sue me...I couldn't make money off of it if I tried.
Second...
This chapter is almost paraphrased from the story "To Warm A Saiya-jin Heart" by Catgirl26 (excellent writer, if I may say so myself). I apologize, it was her idea first, but it inspired me to create a much different plot than her story, so please, don't flame me for plagiarism...it just inspired me so much. My thanks to Catgirl26.
Chapter 2
In the next room, Vegeta was trying not to imagine the scene that the next room's telltale sounds were creating. He heard the Woman and her weakling human lover race up the stairs, past his room, and then listened to her moan in pleasure...this wasn't what he needed. He could see the Woman's lithe body, curvaceous and alluring, in his mind...he could also imagine what he could do to that body, with little effort. "Damn you, Kami, why must this weak baka plague my thoughts?" he thought to himself as he listened to the weak human begin to plunder her body, and pitiful as he felt, he wished, secretly, that it were him.
*In Bulma's Room*
Bulma found herself shirtless on her back. Yamcha was fiddling around with the clasp of her bra, nudging her breasts impatiently. Still, though, at this point, she was still not completely interested, especially compared to Yamcha. He seemed to be captivated with her, while Bulma was, well, still bored. Her eyes closed and her thoughts wandered to a secret someone in the next room...with his onyx eyes and his spiked hair,...his akimbo stance, his well-muscled physique, and his oh-so-sexy smirk. Somehow, in her boredom, she found herself imagining that it were Vegeta with her, touching, caressing, sensually soothing her every whim. So pleasured was she by this image that she whimpered aloud, only causing Yamcha to believe it was he who was bringing her to such pleasure. Bulma grabbed Yamcha's head and forced it to her bosom, all the while imagining it was Vegeta whose lips were worshiping her skin. She arched against her imaginary lover, while Yamcha believed that it was his prowess causing her bewitching actions, and he savored her response.
*In Vegeta's Room*
"Come on, babe, tell me who you're lovin' right now, come on...I want to hear it on your lips...come on...," Vegeta heard the weak baka beckon to the Woman, sickened to hear her answer in pleasured squeals and moans. "That's it baby, tell me...," the baka continued. "Give me a break!" Vegeta thought. Still, he couldn't help being aware of the Woman's ki, which was letting him sense her great arousal. He tried to block out of his mind until he heard the Woman scream, "Oh, Vegeta, yes!"
Vegeta's ears perked up suddenly. "Vegeta?" he said silently to himself, surprised and amused. "VEGETA??" He heard the baka echo irately. Vegeta chuckled to himself, so amused that the Woman was so displeased by her lover that she had to imagine himself...it was laughable! Then the thought occurred to him. "Perhaps, she's been lusting after me, as I have been for her...?" He thought for a second. "Never! I will not submit myself to believing the weak human woman could ever be right for me! Oh well, at least now I can listen to a good argument..." Vegeta loved to listen to the Woman verbally spar, especially with him. Still, it was enjoyable to witness her wit beat anyone. He listened to the heated argument in the next room.
"VEGETA?? How could you, you little whore! You've been sleeping with him!" Yamcha exclaimed, enraged. "How could you? You are such a dirty slut!"
"Oh, Yamcha, shut your hole! It was just a mistake!"
"Mistake, my ass! You are that monkey man's personal bitch, and you know it! How could you?"
Vegeta could feel the Woman's ki growing a bit stronger as she said, "Yamcha, I am nobody's bitch." Her voice was steady with malice. Vegeta smiled as he imagined the woman bossing the weak Yamcha around, as she could. Suddenly, he heard a loud slap, and heard the woman cry out and fall to the ground. "You dirty slut!" Yamcha screamed again.
Vegeta was furious. No one had the right to do that to the Woman! He was about to bust through the wall and beat the baka within an inch of his life, when suddenly, he stopped. From somewhere in close proximity, he felt an enormous power surge...it was if Kakarott was near and powering up to Super Saiyan strength, but that was impossible. "Kami, where is that power coming from??"
Suddenly, the wall that adjoined Vegeta's and Bulma's room came crashing down as the human Yamcha was thrown by a weak but effective ki beam. Yamcha crashed against Vegeta's back wall and slumped to the ground, unconscious. "What in the hell...?" thought Vegeta, as he peered through the dust into Bulma's room. What he saw there nearly made him faint. There was the Woman, Bulma, standing at the far end of the room. She was completely nude, but more fascinatingly enough, she was encased by a fiery, powerful ki that made her azure hair fly back from her face, which was etched with fury. Vegeta was even more astonished to see a long brown tail flicking back and forth behind her. She was breathtaking, an image of stature, of heaven. Vegeta's jaw hit the floor as Bulma's eyes met his own. "Hell, Kami, she's a Saiyan!" he thought to himself as Bulma fell to the floor, exhausted from her attack.
Okay, so how's it going so far? If you liked it, tell me. If I have room for improvement, tell me! :) Thanks!