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Hello, FanFic Fans! This is the chapter you've been waiting for! I've finally completed my first lemon ever! It's not really like lemons other lemons I've read...It's more 'me', I guess. Hope you like it, hope it fulfills the story, and ... well, yeah, I hope you like it!
If you arn't into lemons, you can skip this chapter and wait for the next update. I'll give you the chance to run now... ;-) Okay, now it's too late...
Chapter 17
Vegeta was stunned. Bulma's hands laid on his cheeks and her blue eyes burned into his own. He heard the words he never thought he would hear in her voice. He saw her soul, bared to him through the blue mirrors of her eyes. Everything he wanted from her was finally offered to him on a golden platter. And he was afraid. "I've never done anything like this before. I've never even considered it," his mind raced furiously. He was frozen in her warm and loving gaze like a deer caught in headlights. His heart beat almost out of his chest, his fingers itched to touch her, to show her how much she meant to him...but he was frozen inches away from the woman who was his. Eyes wide, he waited to see what she would do.
Bulma held Vegeta's face inches from her own, waiting to see his reaction. She had prepared herself for the worst, perhaps his mockery or scorn...but what he was showing now... it was shock. Only his eyes had widened, but those sexy black spheres reflected everything she needed to know. "Someday, he'll be able to tell me. For now, this is just fine." With that thought, Bulma closed the distance between them and kissed him briefly, softly. She meant to pull away again, but found herself being brought closer as Vegeta took the initiative and kissed her deeply. "Finally..." was the last thought on her mind before pleasure took over.
Vegeta kissed her as she had never been kissed before. It was deep and passionate, telling her exactly what he wanted, showing her exactly what she desired, and even more. He nipped at her tongue, then lightly bit into her lower lip. Bulma gasped and Vegeta chuckled as he moved to play at her ear and the hollow of her neck. The caresses were irresistible, and Bulma moaned softly and arched into the arms of her lover.
"Kami, what she does to me...," Vegeta thought, his blood pounding through his veins at every taste of her skin. Her hair tickled his face, and her skin was softer than any silk, and hot and sweet to taste. As he began to nibble at her shoulder, shifting the edge of his shirt that she still wore from last night, she slid her hands beneath his shirt, gliding them up his back. He growled as she fought to remove the shirt from his body. He pulled back to remove the shirt. Just as he got it over his head, however, Bulma gave a small growl and, with her palms on his chest, pushed him on his back on her bed. "The she-devil..." he thought briefly and smirked, but that thought was erased as Bulma ran her lips over his neck. He felt the weight of her breasts trail over him as she tortured him with her lips, and moaned at the nip of her teeth on his shoulder. "Bulma," he said breathlessly, and she lifted her head with an animalistic growl on her lips. She was panting, as was he, and he noticed a new token of her Saiyan blood.
"You've fangs," Bulma heard Vegeta say in a husky voice. She opened her mouth and used her tongue to skim the surface of her teeth. Vegeta groaned at the image, making Bulma smirk. "Don't worry, you'll feel them soon enough." With that, Bulma sank to chest level and ran her tongue over the surface of his flat nipple. Vegeta arched nearly off of the bed with a gasp as Bulma closed her lips and sucked wetly, nipping gently with her new-found fangs. "There, are they useful?" Bulma breathed, before doing the same to his other nipple, making him groan even louder. "My Saiyan prince, am I too much for you?" Bulma chuckled, caressing the tense muscles of his chest and biceps. Vegeta opened his eyes with a wicked gleam and replied, "My Bulma, let me show you what too much is..." With that, he flipped her over, him now on top. Bulma reached for his chest, but Vegeta was too quick and caught them in his own. He raised her arms above her head and licked his fangs as he slowly lowered his mouth to hers.
Vegeta kissed Bulma till she was mindless and panting even harder than before. He moved his head to her stomach, where he grasped the edge of his shirt and began pulling it up her body. He lingered at her navel, delving his tongue inside, making Bulma squeal and dig her fingernails into his back, fueling his passion even higher. He slowly, sensually kissed a path to her breast, and ever so gently, he flicked the rose-hued bud with the tip of his tongue before doing to her as she did to him. The effects were similar, as Bulma arched her back and dug her fingers through his thick silky black hair. "Oh yes...," she gasped between ragged breaths, calling his name over and over again as he let his hands wander below her navel. He suckled her bosom as he stroked her thighs and stomach around the undergarment she was wearing, occasionally stroking her through the cotton panties. Her scent was filling his nostrils and her voice was filling his mind, and his eyes filled his mind with nothing but thoughts of her. Pleasuring her even farther, he lowered the edge of her panties, and she raised her buttocks as he removed them from her heated body.
Vegeta raised himself on his knees and looked down at Bulma through eyes hazed with desire. "You are the most beautiful creature I have ever known," he whispered as his lips joined hers again and his hand traveled to stroke the blue thatch of hair at the apex of her thighs. Bulma moaned deeply against his lips and let her hands linger at his waist, her actions arguing with his pants. "This isn't fair...," she growled, and flicked her wrist to shoot a thin ki beam along the side seam of his pants, and then ripped them off. "Hey!" Vegeta said in surprise, then chuckled as Bulma grasped his hips and tugged at his boxers. "You have an...unfair advantage...being dressed and all...I couldn't have that," she said. "I could have taken them off...would have saved me the pants." With that, he rose to his feet to remove his boxers.
Teasingly, he flicked the elastic waist band with his thumb. "Are you sure you're ready for this, Bulma?" he said in a teasing voice. "This is a whole new game, let me warn you." Bulma propped her blue head on her hand and her tail flicked in anxious circles as she replied, "And let me warn you that if you don't get on with it, you'll lose a set of boxers, too." "Hasty, are we? As you wish..." With that, Vegeta dropped the last barrier between the lovers and their desire.
Bulma let her eyes skim the gamut of his muscular body. She started at his legs, his muscled calves and thighs, which lead her to the pinnacle of his form. She gaped and openly stared at his manhood, a blush rising on her pale cheeks. He was huge, the height of masculinity. He was amazing...she let her gaze rise to his hard abdominals and pectorals, noticing the bulging of biceps and triceps on the way. Finally, her eyes reached his face, and the unholy curve of his lips matched with the sexy gleam in his deep black eyes promised her much more than words could ever say. "Ahem,...well then," said Bulma, clearing her throat, "shall we?" Vegeta laughed as he lowered his Adonis-like body to her side. "We shall," he chuckled, "and then some."
He lowered his lips to hers and returned his hands to the blue brush of hair over her womanhood. Bulma worked her hands over his chest and back, kneading and caressing his muscles, savoring the feel of them against her hands. She gasped and arched as Vegeta gently probed her petals, and Vegeta only kissed her deeper, driving her pleasure higher than she thought possible. She felt wet and hot between her thighs, a feeling that only increased as Vegeta explored her body.
Vegeta kissed her deeper and clenched his muscles as he slid a finger deep within Bulma's body. Her muscles clenched around him, her moisture covering his hand. "She's ready...but not quite...," Vegeta thought as he slid his lips in a path down her body to where all of her feelings seemed centered. He blew on her womanhood, causing a sensation that made Bulma shiver and arch upward at the same time. "That's it, that's how you do it...," Vegeta whispered sinfully against her flesh, "Let's see how you like this." With that, Vegeta ran his tongue through her flower and caught the little seed of pleasure between his lips and sucked gently. Bulma screamed in pleasure, lifting her hips entirely off of the bed. She was completely oblivious to anything anymore, accepting the Saiyan who was the source of her desires.
Vegeta could only listen to her moan and pant for him for so long...even his finely tuned control was beginning to slip. Vegeta left her apex and went back to her bosom, and finally her lips as he ground his heat into her flesh. Bulma felt his heat, his strength against her, and opened herself more fully to him, ready to be lead down the path of paradise. Vegeta poised himself at her entrance and looked into her eyes, wanting to be sure she was okay. "What do you think now, my Saiyan?" he whispered against her lips. "My Saiyan prince...please..." She whispered back, her body alive and burning with the fires of passion. Vegeta closed his eyes and pushed slowly, sheathing his heat in the depths of her love. He met the evidence of her virginity and smiled briefly, happy to claim her as his own, then gently pushed through, waiting for her to respond. Rather than call out in pain, Bulma pushed against him in pleasure, and with her encouragement, slid all the way home. Slowly, they began to dance the dance that had been set by nature before humans or Saiyans ever graced the universe, each taking and giving pleasure freely. They began to pick up speed, and the faster Vegeta went, the harder Bulma forced him on, until they were mindlessly panting against each other, kissing and caressing, holding, going for the final destination. Vegeta trailed a hand down her back and gripped the base of her tail, causing Bulma to cry out passionately. In retaliation, Bulma did the same, drawing a fierce growl from her Saiyan lover. As they neared the peak of their pleasure, Vegeta considered bonding them together, but decided against it. All of the sudden, a spark burst into wild fire, spreading to both of them, then finally exploding into a massive blast of pleasure that rippled through their bodies. As Bulma reached their peak, instinctually, she dug her fangs into Vegeta's shoulder, causing him to cry out in passion, and finally reach his own peak. He dug his own fangs into her shoulder, completing the bond and flow of pleasure as they drifted down from their dizzying heights.
They laid together for a few moments, still joined intimately and wrapped in each others arms. Vegeta was the first to open his eyes and look at his lover. He felt the pulsing at his shoulder of where she had bit him, and he gasped to himself. "She bonded with me...," he thought as he looked at the flushed face of Bulma, her eyes still closed, her body still pleasantly pulsing with their love. He held her closer and shut his eyes as they rested together into the new day- their day.
So, how was it? Good? It's my first EVER, so be gentle...I hope it wasn't too bad...I'm sorry if it was bad. LoL...I'm getting paranoid about it. Aw hell, just leave me a review and tell me how it was. I'll take notes. I'll improve! lol...
REVIEW! Please!
Wanna be notified of chapter updates for this story? Tell me in a review, leave your e-mail address in a review, or e-mail me privately at songbird333@adelphia.net.
Hello, FanFic Fans! This is the chapter you've been waiting for! I've finally completed my first lemon ever! It's not really like lemons other lemons I've read...It's more 'me', I guess. Hope you like it, hope it fulfills the story, and ... well, yeah, I hope you like it!
If you arn't into lemons, you can skip this chapter and wait for the next update. I'll give you the chance to run now... ;-) Okay, now it's too late...
Chapter 17
Vegeta was stunned. Bulma's hands laid on his cheeks and her blue eyes burned into his own. He heard the words he never thought he would hear in her voice. He saw her soul, bared to him through the blue mirrors of her eyes. Everything he wanted from her was finally offered to him on a golden platter. And he was afraid. "I've never done anything like this before. I've never even considered it," his mind raced furiously. He was frozen in her warm and loving gaze like a deer caught in headlights. His heart beat almost out of his chest, his fingers itched to touch her, to show her how much she meant to him...but he was frozen inches away from the woman who was his. Eyes wide, he waited to see what she would do.
Bulma held Vegeta's face inches from her own, waiting to see his reaction. She had prepared herself for the worst, perhaps his mockery or scorn...but what he was showing now... it was shock. Only his eyes had widened, but those sexy black spheres reflected everything she needed to know. "Someday, he'll be able to tell me. For now, this is just fine." With that thought, Bulma closed the distance between them and kissed him briefly, softly. She meant to pull away again, but found herself being brought closer as Vegeta took the initiative and kissed her deeply. "Finally..." was the last thought on her mind before pleasure took over.
Vegeta kissed her as she had never been kissed before. It was deep and passionate, telling her exactly what he wanted, showing her exactly what she desired, and even more. He nipped at her tongue, then lightly bit into her lower lip. Bulma gasped and Vegeta chuckled as he moved to play at her ear and the hollow of her neck. The caresses were irresistible, and Bulma moaned softly and arched into the arms of her lover.
"Kami, what she does to me...," Vegeta thought, his blood pounding through his veins at every taste of her skin. Her hair tickled his face, and her skin was softer than any silk, and hot and sweet to taste. As he began to nibble at her shoulder, shifting the edge of his shirt that she still wore from last night, she slid her hands beneath his shirt, gliding them up his back. He growled as she fought to remove the shirt from his body. He pulled back to remove the shirt. Just as he got it over his head, however, Bulma gave a small growl and, with her palms on his chest, pushed him on his back on her bed. "The she-devil..." he thought briefly and smirked, but that thought was erased as Bulma ran her lips over his neck. He felt the weight of her breasts trail over him as she tortured him with her lips, and moaned at the nip of her teeth on his shoulder. "Bulma," he said breathlessly, and she lifted her head with an animalistic growl on her lips. She was panting, as was he, and he noticed a new token of her Saiyan blood.
"You've fangs," Bulma heard Vegeta say in a husky voice. She opened her mouth and used her tongue to skim the surface of her teeth. Vegeta groaned at the image, making Bulma smirk. "Don't worry, you'll feel them soon enough." With that, Bulma sank to chest level and ran her tongue over the surface of his flat nipple. Vegeta arched nearly off of the bed with a gasp as Bulma closed her lips and sucked wetly, nipping gently with her new-found fangs. "There, are they useful?" Bulma breathed, before doing the same to his other nipple, making him groan even louder. "My Saiyan prince, am I too much for you?" Bulma chuckled, caressing the tense muscles of his chest and biceps. Vegeta opened his eyes with a wicked gleam and replied, "My Bulma, let me show you what too much is..." With that, he flipped her over, him now on top. Bulma reached for his chest, but Vegeta was too quick and caught them in his own. He raised her arms above her head and licked his fangs as he slowly lowered his mouth to hers.
Vegeta kissed Bulma till she was mindless and panting even harder than before. He moved his head to her stomach, where he grasped the edge of his shirt and began pulling it up her body. He lingered at her navel, delving his tongue inside, making Bulma squeal and dig her fingernails into his back, fueling his passion even higher. He slowly, sensually kissed a path to her breast, and ever so gently, he flicked the rose-hued bud with the tip of his tongue before doing to her as she did to him. The effects were similar, as Bulma arched her back and dug her fingers through his thick silky black hair. "Oh yes...," she gasped between ragged breaths, calling his name over and over again as he let his hands wander below her navel. He suckled her bosom as he stroked her thighs and stomach around the undergarment she was wearing, occasionally stroking her through the cotton panties. Her scent was filling his nostrils and her voice was filling his mind, and his eyes filled his mind with nothing but thoughts of her. Pleasuring her even farther, he lowered the edge of her panties, and she raised her buttocks as he removed them from her heated body.
Vegeta raised himself on his knees and looked down at Bulma through eyes hazed with desire. "You are the most beautiful creature I have ever known," he whispered as his lips joined hers again and his hand traveled to stroke the blue thatch of hair at the apex of her thighs. Bulma moaned deeply against his lips and let her hands linger at his waist, her actions arguing with his pants. "This isn't fair...," she growled, and flicked her wrist to shoot a thin ki beam along the side seam of his pants, and then ripped them off. "Hey!" Vegeta said in surprise, then chuckled as Bulma grasped his hips and tugged at his boxers. "You have an...unfair advantage...being dressed and all...I couldn't have that," she said. "I could have taken them off...would have saved me the pants." With that, he rose to his feet to remove his boxers.
Teasingly, he flicked the elastic waist band with his thumb. "Are you sure you're ready for this, Bulma?" he said in a teasing voice. "This is a whole new game, let me warn you." Bulma propped her blue head on her hand and her tail flicked in anxious circles as she replied, "And let me warn you that if you don't get on with it, you'll lose a set of boxers, too." "Hasty, are we? As you wish..." With that, Vegeta dropped the last barrier between the lovers and their desire.
Bulma let her eyes skim the gamut of his muscular body. She started at his legs, his muscled calves and thighs, which lead her to the pinnacle of his form. She gaped and openly stared at his manhood, a blush rising on her pale cheeks. He was huge, the height of masculinity. He was amazing...she let her gaze rise to his hard abdominals and pectorals, noticing the bulging of biceps and triceps on the way. Finally, her eyes reached his face, and the unholy curve of his lips matched with the sexy gleam in his deep black eyes promised her much more than words could ever say. "Ahem,...well then," said Bulma, clearing her throat, "shall we?" Vegeta laughed as he lowered his Adonis-like body to her side. "We shall," he chuckled, "and then some."
He lowered his lips to hers and returned his hands to the blue brush of hair over her womanhood. Bulma worked her hands over his chest and back, kneading and caressing his muscles, savoring the feel of them against her hands. She gasped and arched as Vegeta gently probed her petals, and Vegeta only kissed her deeper, driving her pleasure higher than she thought possible. She felt wet and hot between her thighs, a feeling that only increased as Vegeta explored her body.
Vegeta kissed her deeper and clenched his muscles as he slid a finger deep within Bulma's body. Her muscles clenched around him, her moisture covering his hand. "She's ready...but not quite...," Vegeta thought as he slid his lips in a path down her body to where all of her feelings seemed centered. He blew on her womanhood, causing a sensation that made Bulma shiver and arch upward at the same time. "That's it, that's how you do it...," Vegeta whispered sinfully against her flesh, "Let's see how you like this." With that, Vegeta ran his tongue through her flower and caught the little seed of pleasure between his lips and sucked gently. Bulma screamed in pleasure, lifting her hips entirely off of the bed. She was completely oblivious to anything anymore, accepting the Saiyan who was the source of her desires.
Vegeta could only listen to her moan and pant for him for so long...even his finely tuned control was beginning to slip. Vegeta left her apex and went back to her bosom, and finally her lips as he ground his heat into her flesh. Bulma felt his heat, his strength against her, and opened herself more fully to him, ready to be lead down the path of paradise. Vegeta poised himself at her entrance and looked into her eyes, wanting to be sure she was okay. "What do you think now, my Saiyan?" he whispered against her lips. "My Saiyan prince...please..." She whispered back, her body alive and burning with the fires of passion. Vegeta closed his eyes and pushed slowly, sheathing his heat in the depths of her love. He met the evidence of her virginity and smiled briefly, happy to claim her as his own, then gently pushed through, waiting for her to respond. Rather than call out in pain, Bulma pushed against him in pleasure, and with her encouragement, slid all the way home. Slowly, they began to dance the dance that had been set by nature before humans or Saiyans ever graced the universe, each taking and giving pleasure freely. They began to pick up speed, and the faster Vegeta went, the harder Bulma forced him on, until they were mindlessly panting against each other, kissing and caressing, holding, going for the final destination. Vegeta trailed a hand down her back and gripped the base of her tail, causing Bulma to cry out passionately. In retaliation, Bulma did the same, drawing a fierce growl from her Saiyan lover. As they neared the peak of their pleasure, Vegeta considered bonding them together, but decided against it. All of the sudden, a spark burst into wild fire, spreading to both of them, then finally exploding into a massive blast of pleasure that rippled through their bodies. As Bulma reached their peak, instinctually, she dug her fangs into Vegeta's shoulder, causing him to cry out in passion, and finally reach his own peak. He dug his own fangs into her shoulder, completing the bond and flow of pleasure as they drifted down from their dizzying heights.
They laid together for a few moments, still joined intimately and wrapped in each others arms. Vegeta was the first to open his eyes and look at his lover. He felt the pulsing at his shoulder of where she had bit him, and he gasped to himself. "She bonded with me...," he thought as he looked at the flushed face of Bulma, her eyes still closed, her body still pleasantly pulsing with their love. He held her closer and shut his eyes as they rested together into the new day- their day.
So, how was it? Good? It's my first EVER, so be gentle...I hope it wasn't too bad...I'm sorry if it was bad. LoL...I'm getting paranoid about it. Aw hell, just leave me a review and tell me how it was. I'll take notes. I'll improve! lol...
REVIEW! Please!
Wanna be notified of chapter updates for this story? Tell me in a review, leave your e-mail address in a review, or e-mail me privately at songbird333@adelphia.net.