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'Sigh' Vegeta sat on a desk in the small library as he looked out the window. It had been two hours since Bulma had gone with Ivanna. One thing led to another as Ivanna & Bulma talked on and on and then left, Bulma didn't even say good bye.
Vegeta scowled as he stood up, "Why should I care if that woman did or did not say goodbye to me, not like I care or she cares. When I just start to open to her, that wench comes to our house and-and-" he clenched his fists tightly his knuckles turning white, he took to deep breaths and relaxed his knuckles began to regain color.
"I-I just can't blame it on that 'ungrateful bitch' it was part of Bulmas' fault to." He sighed as he began to walk out the room.
"I mean just when I start to open to her she just leaves me there for that bitch. She could have just told her no even if that is her "friend"." Vegeta walked out of the room slowly walking down the hallway, he looked around the area taking in every detail of it that he all ready knew. 'Danmit Vegeta who cares about that woman if she leaves you like that, don't let your stupid emotions get in the way our you'll turn in to a sissy just like that kakarott.' He clenched his teeth as his knuckles became white finding something to take this hole ordeal on he hit the wall plaster fell towards the ground covering Vegeta arm in white. Making a rather large hole for a minute he just stood there staring at the wall with his hand still in. Taking deep breaths as his mind raced with thoughts he slowly removed his hand from the indent he had just made.
He quickly paced him self to the one place where all his troubles could be thought out, and be pushed away, the gravity room. His semi solitude ever since he was little he always felt cold, deprived of himself. Never being able to tell anyone your deepest wants, needs, and all the trauma he went threw in his life. The gravity rooms would be his only way to express him self the only way he could think over his problems, or "feelings" he had before they would make him insane.
People called him the greatest fighter because they all ways saw him training if it wasn't for his stupid holding back stuff then maybe he wouldn't of been a great fighter. As he reached in side the gravity room, he smirked as he thought 'They called me the greatest fighter.' The smirk left his face as kakarott popped in his mind, '2nd greatest fighter.' He started clenching his fist again as he shouted "Soon to be first." He began throwing punches and round houses.
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Bulma arrived back home pretty late it was around 11: 30. She removed her shoes carried a bag in and plopped down on the couch exhausted.
"My feet hurt so much my head hurts and I think I maxed my credit card." she looked over at the one bag she carried that was full of capsules and the capsules full of shopping bags. "I love that girl she knows all the things I like." She smiled as she remembered the happiest day.
First they talked and then they went to almost every mall, after that they went to a chocolate shop, and bakery. Then they went to a science fair that demonstrated robots, and knew inventions. After that, they went to the beach and then the club, Bulma sighed as she remembered her very happy day.
However, all the time she was having fun something was nagging her in the back of her head as she forgot something..
"Oh my gosh Vegeta!" she quickly got up from the couch slowly tiptoeing up stairs towards their room. She reached it not making a single noise she slowly opened the door. Vegeta lay in bed sound asleep; she stared at him for a while before stepping in. She walked over towards him, looking down at Vegeta. 'Wow its so weird looking at him while he's sleeping.'
She smiled, 'He looks so innocent, calm, and peaceful not like the rest of the day while he's awake.' She brushed her hand against his face, Vegeta flinched as he regained his senses and was aware Bulma lay besides him but not lifting his eyes. There was a moment of silence "Why didn't you stay out longer with your "friend"." He said quietly.
She smiled brightly "Well I had to come back home to you silly." "Hmm.Didn't seem like you were too interested about me when she came." "Vegeta I am sooooo sorry that I left, but she was a guest."
Vegeta opened his eyes, "And I'm your mate. Isn't there a huge difference between that." She looked down toward her lap "Yes I know, and I didn't even say anything. I'm sorry Vegeta." He smirked as he cupped her chin in his hands "I'm not that mad woman. Look, you're apologizing over nothing. Besides since you were gone, I had to eat burnt spaghetti."
"Oh so I'm your chef now-" she was cut off as Vegeta pulled her in and they kissed for what felt like a eternity. Something that Bulma had not felt in so long. Something they both desired.
Vegeta lay back and pulled Bulma on top of him. His hands roamed her back and down to the hem of her shirt. He pulled it up and over her head. Vegeta left her lips and kissed down her neck. Bulma, in the meantime, was working on Vegeta's pants. She put her hand between their bodies and unzipped them.
She could feel the bulge in his boxers, signaling his need for her body. Bulma lifted up a side of his shirt and kissed his chest leaving a trail of saliva on him, going further down until she reached his trousers. Bulma pulled them down part of the way, before Vegeta lifted his leg and flipped them over. He got off Bulma and undressed himself, not wasting any time. He grabbed the rim of her pants and ripped them straight off her.
Bulma could see the animalistic and primal look in his eye. She liked it when he played rough, and tonight would be no exception. Vegeta grinned naughtily and pounced on her, burying his face into her shoulder.
Bulma raked her fingernails down his back, leaving red marks, as he rubbed his erection against her inner thigh. She moaned. Vegeta's hands went from her waist to her breasts as he massaged them through her bra with his soft hands. Vegeta put his hands behind her and lifted them up, so Bulma was straddling his thighs, while he was kneeling. He undid the clasp on her bra and threw it across the room, to where it landed on the dressing table.
Vegeta's hand grabbed Bulma's hair from behind and pulled it back, making her head tilt, so he could get better access to her neck. He bit down on the junction of her neck and shoulder, making her blood gush into his mouth. Bulma screamed in pleasure. He lapped it up and it eventually stopped bleeding.
There was only one barrier preventing them from being as close as they could get. Vegeta ripped off her panties, discarding them as he did her bra.
Vegeta pushed her off him, and back onto the pillows. Neither of them was in the mood for much foreplay, so he just got over the top of her. "Mmm.Vegeta.now." Bulma commanded.
Vegeta did as he was told, sheathing himself inside her warm tightness. They both moaned. Vegeta started to rock back and forth, grunting in Bulma's ear while she moaned. He picked up the pace and started slaming himself into her.
Vegeta stopped and put one of her legs over his shoulder, and then kept doing what he was doing previously.
Their bodies were covered in their sweat as they moved together. Vegeta sucked on Bulma's neck as he pushed his throbbing manhood into her warmth. Bulma closed her eyes and moaned again.
It wasn't until a few hours later that Vegeta slowed his fast pace. Bulma could barley keep up with his relentless pounding into her. "Uhhhhh!!! Vegeta!!!" She screamed to the room, as she came again. Vegeta's face was buried into her shoulder the whole time. He pushed Bulma's legs back down to around his waist. Vegeta groaned, his voice muffled by the pillows.
Vegeta bared his teeth while his eyes were shut tightly. It seemed as if he would never get a release. He grunted in frustration and pleasure, as he continued to slam his manhood into her.
Bulma could hear Vegeta panting in her ear as he tried to get a release. She didn't think it was fair. He had made her orgasm 5 times already, they had been going for hours, and he hadn't gotten his yet. She was tiring, so Bulma slid her hand down his sweaty back, to his tail spot, and began to massage it.
"What are you..Nnnnnggggghhhh!!!" Vegeta wasn't ready for the sudden powerful release he was just granted as he exploded inside of her, shooting his seed deep into her womb. He collasped on top of Bulma, gasping for much needed air.
The two lay on the sweat and other substance coated sheets. Bulma could still feel Vegeta heavily breathing in her ear, as their sweat made them stick together. Not that Bulma minded. She wrapped her arms around Vegeta's back and sighed. After a few more minutes, Vegeta raised his head up enough so that he could see her face out the corner of his eye.
"Why.Why did you.do that?" He panted. "Well.I didn't think it was fair.You weren't getting anywhere.so I thought I'd help you.Besides.I was starting to find out what the real meaning of 'chafing' meant." Bulma tiredly laughed.
Vegeta just grunted happily and prompty passed out on top of her. Bulma turned her head and rested her face on his shoulder. She could smell both their scents on him. Bulma hoped she wasn't too sore when the woke up.She knew she would want him again.
Bulma's eyes fluttered open as the bright sunlight hit her eyes she squinted. Vegeta lay next to her and was still sound asleep she turned her head to find out it was 1:00 pm. 'Wow I guess we did over do It.' she thought. She remembered waking up earlier, her, and Vegeta went at it again, and again, and again. She smiled 'It was worth it though. The best part is that Vegeta agreed to go to the party.I think, he could of just said that to get my hopes up.' She sighed "Better get up while he's asleep or I'll be in here the rest of the day." She mumbled to her self as she began to rise from the bed.
Vegeta rolled over and grabbed her waist pulling her back down. She was surprised that he was still awake but she quickly readjusted in her position to face him.
"Vegeta," she ran her fingernail done his arm. "Hum." Where the only words she could get out of his mouth.
"Are you really going to go to the party?" she looked up to see how his expression would turn.
There was a moment of silence, Bulma bit her lip knowing what the answer would be.
"Yes." He grumbled. Bulma was so happy she gave him a kiss and jumped out the bed to go and make lunch. "Thanks Vegeta." She said as she slipped on her robe and headed out.
Vegeta turned his back towards her, 'Know how'd I get in this mess again?'
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"Yes thank you Bulma, know the rest is up to me." A dark cloaked figure stared down at a flat like TV screen that showed Vegeta lying in the bed.
"There's no backing out of this one Vegeta I will make sure of it."
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What is this cloak figure up to and who is it?????? Find out next time got to go, and see I made it longer but I didn't say anything about the suspense "MU HAW HAW HAW HAW HAW" -_-' BARTLETT BEARS!!!!
'Sigh' Vegeta sat on a desk in the small library as he looked out the window. It had been two hours since Bulma had gone with Ivanna. One thing led to another as Ivanna & Bulma talked on and on and then left, Bulma didn't even say good bye.
Vegeta scowled as he stood up, "Why should I care if that woman did or did not say goodbye to me, not like I care or she cares. When I just start to open to her, that wench comes to our house and-and-" he clenched his fists tightly his knuckles turning white, he took to deep breaths and relaxed his knuckles began to regain color.
"I-I just can't blame it on that 'ungrateful bitch' it was part of Bulmas' fault to." He sighed as he began to walk out the room.
"I mean just when I start to open to her she just leaves me there for that bitch. She could have just told her no even if that is her "friend"." Vegeta walked out of the room slowly walking down the hallway, he looked around the area taking in every detail of it that he all ready knew. 'Danmit Vegeta who cares about that woman if she leaves you like that, don't let your stupid emotions get in the way our you'll turn in to a sissy just like that kakarott.' He clenched his teeth as his knuckles became white finding something to take this hole ordeal on he hit the wall plaster fell towards the ground covering Vegeta arm in white. Making a rather large hole for a minute he just stood there staring at the wall with his hand still in. Taking deep breaths as his mind raced with thoughts he slowly removed his hand from the indent he had just made.
He quickly paced him self to the one place where all his troubles could be thought out, and be pushed away, the gravity room. His semi solitude ever since he was little he always felt cold, deprived of himself. Never being able to tell anyone your deepest wants, needs, and all the trauma he went threw in his life. The gravity rooms would be his only way to express him self the only way he could think over his problems, or "feelings" he had before they would make him insane.
People called him the greatest fighter because they all ways saw him training if it wasn't for his stupid holding back stuff then maybe he wouldn't of been a great fighter. As he reached in side the gravity room, he smirked as he thought 'They called me the greatest fighter.' The smirk left his face as kakarott popped in his mind, '2nd greatest fighter.' He started clenching his fist again as he shouted "Soon to be first." He began throwing punches and round houses.
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Bulma arrived back home pretty late it was around 11: 30. She removed her shoes carried a bag in and plopped down on the couch exhausted.
"My feet hurt so much my head hurts and I think I maxed my credit card." she looked over at the one bag she carried that was full of capsules and the capsules full of shopping bags. "I love that girl she knows all the things I like." She smiled as she remembered the happiest day.
First they talked and then they went to almost every mall, after that they went to a chocolate shop, and bakery. Then they went to a science fair that demonstrated robots, and knew inventions. After that, they went to the beach and then the club, Bulma sighed as she remembered her very happy day.
However, all the time she was having fun something was nagging her in the back of her head as she forgot something..
"Oh my gosh Vegeta!" she quickly got up from the couch slowly tiptoeing up stairs towards their room. She reached it not making a single noise she slowly opened the door. Vegeta lay in bed sound asleep; she stared at him for a while before stepping in. She walked over towards him, looking down at Vegeta. 'Wow its so weird looking at him while he's sleeping.'
She smiled, 'He looks so innocent, calm, and peaceful not like the rest of the day while he's awake.' She brushed her hand against his face, Vegeta flinched as he regained his senses and was aware Bulma lay besides him but not lifting his eyes. There was a moment of silence "Why didn't you stay out longer with your "friend"." He said quietly.
She smiled brightly "Well I had to come back home to you silly." "Hmm.Didn't seem like you were too interested about me when she came." "Vegeta I am sooooo sorry that I left, but she was a guest."
Vegeta opened his eyes, "And I'm your mate. Isn't there a huge difference between that." She looked down toward her lap "Yes I know, and I didn't even say anything. I'm sorry Vegeta." He smirked as he cupped her chin in his hands "I'm not that mad woman. Look, you're apologizing over nothing. Besides since you were gone, I had to eat burnt spaghetti."
"Oh so I'm your chef now-" she was cut off as Vegeta pulled her in and they kissed for what felt like a eternity. Something that Bulma had not felt in so long. Something they both desired.
Vegeta lay back and pulled Bulma on top of him. His hands roamed her back and down to the hem of her shirt. He pulled it up and over her head. Vegeta left her lips and kissed down her neck. Bulma, in the meantime, was working on Vegeta's pants. She put her hand between their bodies and unzipped them.
She could feel the bulge in his boxers, signaling his need for her body. Bulma lifted up a side of his shirt and kissed his chest leaving a trail of saliva on him, going further down until she reached his trousers. Bulma pulled them down part of the way, before Vegeta lifted his leg and flipped them over. He got off Bulma and undressed himself, not wasting any time. He grabbed the rim of her pants and ripped them straight off her.
Bulma could see the animalistic and primal look in his eye. She liked it when he played rough, and tonight would be no exception. Vegeta grinned naughtily and pounced on her, burying his face into her shoulder.
Bulma raked her fingernails down his back, leaving red marks, as he rubbed his erection against her inner thigh. She moaned. Vegeta's hands went from her waist to her breasts as he massaged them through her bra with his soft hands. Vegeta put his hands behind her and lifted them up, so Bulma was straddling his thighs, while he was kneeling. He undid the clasp on her bra and threw it across the room, to where it landed on the dressing table.
Vegeta's hand grabbed Bulma's hair from behind and pulled it back, making her head tilt, so he could get better access to her neck. He bit down on the junction of her neck and shoulder, making her blood gush into his mouth. Bulma screamed in pleasure. He lapped it up and it eventually stopped bleeding.
There was only one barrier preventing them from being as close as they could get. Vegeta ripped off her panties, discarding them as he did her bra.
Vegeta pushed her off him, and back onto the pillows. Neither of them was in the mood for much foreplay, so he just got over the top of her. "Mmm.Vegeta.now." Bulma commanded.
Vegeta did as he was told, sheathing himself inside her warm tightness. They both moaned. Vegeta started to rock back and forth, grunting in Bulma's ear while she moaned. He picked up the pace and started slaming himself into her.
Vegeta stopped and put one of her legs over his shoulder, and then kept doing what he was doing previously.
Their bodies were covered in their sweat as they moved together. Vegeta sucked on Bulma's neck as he pushed his throbbing manhood into her warmth. Bulma closed her eyes and moaned again.
It wasn't until a few hours later that Vegeta slowed his fast pace. Bulma could barley keep up with his relentless pounding into her. "Uhhhhh!!! Vegeta!!!" She screamed to the room, as she came again. Vegeta's face was buried into her shoulder the whole time. He pushed Bulma's legs back down to around his waist. Vegeta groaned, his voice muffled by the pillows.
Vegeta bared his teeth while his eyes were shut tightly. It seemed as if he would never get a release. He grunted in frustration and pleasure, as he continued to slam his manhood into her.
Bulma could hear Vegeta panting in her ear as he tried to get a release. She didn't think it was fair. He had made her orgasm 5 times already, they had been going for hours, and he hadn't gotten his yet. She was tiring, so Bulma slid her hand down his sweaty back, to his tail spot, and began to massage it.
"What are you..Nnnnnggggghhhh!!!" Vegeta wasn't ready for the sudden powerful release he was just granted as he exploded inside of her, shooting his seed deep into her womb. He collasped on top of Bulma, gasping for much needed air.
The two lay on the sweat and other substance coated sheets. Bulma could still feel Vegeta heavily breathing in her ear, as their sweat made them stick together. Not that Bulma minded. She wrapped her arms around Vegeta's back and sighed. After a few more minutes, Vegeta raised his head up enough so that he could see her face out the corner of his eye.
"Why.Why did you.do that?" He panted. "Well.I didn't think it was fair.You weren't getting anywhere.so I thought I'd help you.Besides.I was starting to find out what the real meaning of 'chafing' meant." Bulma tiredly laughed.
Vegeta just grunted happily and prompty passed out on top of her. Bulma turned her head and rested her face on his shoulder. She could smell both their scents on him. Bulma hoped she wasn't too sore when the woke up.She knew she would want him again.
Bulma's eyes fluttered open as the bright sunlight hit her eyes she squinted. Vegeta lay next to her and was still sound asleep she turned her head to find out it was 1:00 pm. 'Wow I guess we did over do It.' she thought. She remembered waking up earlier, her, and Vegeta went at it again, and again, and again. She smiled 'It was worth it though. The best part is that Vegeta agreed to go to the party.I think, he could of just said that to get my hopes up.' She sighed "Better get up while he's asleep or I'll be in here the rest of the day." She mumbled to her self as she began to rise from the bed.
Vegeta rolled over and grabbed her waist pulling her back down. She was surprised that he was still awake but she quickly readjusted in her position to face him.
"Vegeta," she ran her fingernail done his arm. "Hum." Where the only words she could get out of his mouth.
"Are you really going to go to the party?" she looked up to see how his expression would turn.
There was a moment of silence, Bulma bit her lip knowing what the answer would be.
"Yes." He grumbled. Bulma was so happy she gave him a kiss and jumped out the bed to go and make lunch. "Thanks Vegeta." She said as she slipped on her robe and headed out.
Vegeta turned his back towards her, 'Know how'd I get in this mess again?'
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"Yes thank you Bulma, know the rest is up to me." A dark cloaked figure stared down at a flat like TV screen that showed Vegeta lying in the bed.
"There's no backing out of this one Vegeta I will make sure of it."
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What is this cloak figure up to and who is it?????? Find out next time got to go, and see I made it longer but I didn't say anything about the suspense "MU HAW HAW HAW HAW HAW" -_-' BARTLETT BEARS!!!!