Warning: Lemon alert! Contains strong sexual content.

A/N: Ooops! Kinda forgot the disclaimer last chapter. I'm so excited that I've received over 20 reviews. Thanks everyone so much.

Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ, never will. BoohooL

Chapter 5: Wake up sleepy head!

By the time Bulma got back into the house she was hot and I mean HOT! 'Who the fuck does he think he is? I don't care if it was a dream, or at least if I thought it was a dream, damn it, I want more. Get me all worked up like that. If I had the right mind, why I oughta…..' and that's when it hit her. She would devise a plan to get the all mighty Prince back, he would suffer just as she was suffering now. After taking a quick shower, Bulma proceeded with her plan. First, she had to find the right thing to wear. 'Let's see. No, too plain. No, toooo sexy. Yes, this one would work perfectly,' she thought to herself. She chose a pair of red short-shorts, a white tight knit tank top and to keep it simple, she would go bare-footed. The second part of her plan was to fix a meal fit for a King or Prince as the matter may be. Since she wasn't the best of cooks, she went with something easy. 'We'll have T-bone steak and baked potato.' Of course she would have to fix several for Vegeta, but it was an easy task and should set the mood for the evening. Looking at the clock, she quickly made her way down to the kitchen. He would be finishing up his training soon and she wanted to have diner ready when he came through the door.

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Vegeta paced across the floor of the Gravity Room for several minutes. He was on a adrenaline high. 'What a rush.' kept going through his mind. In the beginning, he never meant for that to happen. 'It's that damn woman's fault. If she hadn't been so inviting.' The event kept unfolding over and over until he was near exploding. 'I don't know how much more of this I can take.'

One thing that hindered Vegeta from fully taking Bulma was the fact that the word *mate* kept coming into his mind. Playing their little mind games had been innocent enough, but now, he was sooo confused. His world was already in such disarray, he didn't want to complicate things anymore by adding a mate to the equation. Especially a loud, obnoxious, foul mouthed, beautiful, exotic…. 'Damn, why can't I get this woman out of my head.' he thought. The only way he knew to rid her from his mind was to constantly train. And train he did for the next several hours. It had already been dark outside for quiet some time. Still, he pushed on determined not to falter from his mission. *Must get the woman out of my head*

Bulma looked up at the clock. 'What is taking him so long?,' she thought. Normally he would have been in the house demanding his food, but there was no sign of him. Bulma walked over to the window that faced the Gravity Room, 'I can't believe he's still in there. Looks like I'm going to have to change my plans a little.' Bulma exited the house heading towards the GR. It was a beautiful night. The stars were shinning and there was a slight breeze. She peered into one of the windows of the GR. There she saw him. He was fully ablaze, punching and kicking and some invisible foe. 'He is so amazing,' she thought. She continued watching him content that he was oblivious to her being there. 'Man he's got a body.' Vegeta was wearing only his training shorts. Bulma was awestruck at his bare torso. Sweat glistening across his well defined tan abs and back.

Vegeta, being well attuned with his surroundings, knew he was being watched. 'What is she up to now? Probably looking for a little revenge. Maybe I'll help her out a little and see what kind of ingenuity she has. In the end, I'll have the last laugh.' Or so our conniving little prince thought.

Bulma continued watching, almost afraid to move for fear of being seen. He had changed his routine now. He had activated the sparing bots and was practicing dodging ki attacks. Suddenly, as if scripted, he missed one. The blast hit him strong enough to knock him to the floor rather hard, or so it looked. He lay there still, not moving at all. Bulma panicked. 'Oh, Kami, he's done it now. I've got to help him.' She ran around to the door, punching in the override code. Swoosh!! The door opened. There lay Vegeta sprawled out on the floor still not moving. He *appeared* to be unconscious. Bulma rushed to his side. "Vegeta, Vegeta wake up. Are you OK?" She checked for a pulse, 'Yep, he's still alive.' Bulma then began to look for a place to lay him so he would be a little more comfortable. 'I guess the sofa in the back room will have to do. Now all I have to do is get his heavy ass back there.' Grabbing a hold of his hands, she began to slowly drag the Saiyan back to the room with the sofa. 'What the hell is this guy made of? He weighs a ton.'

During this little fiasco, Vegeta, of course, was not unconscious. He lay there thinking, 'I can't believe she is actually worried about my welfare. It was all he could do not to just jump up and scare the shit out of her, but curiosity was getting the better of him. 'She must be determined if she thinks she can drag me back to that room."

However, Bulma was very determined and succeeded in getting him to the room and actually maneuvering him up on the couch. She left him long enough to go into the small bathroom and retrieve a wet wash cloth. She then knelt by his side and began to sponge his forehead with her right hand. Her left hand gently stroked his hair. "Vegeta, wake up. Are you OK?", she asked. He began to stir a little. 'Thank Kami, he's coming to.'

"What happened woman? Where am I?", asked Vegeta.

"Your in the back room of the GR. You were hit by a ki blast from one of the sparring bots and you fell unconscious. I dragged you back here. Close your eyes, you need to get some rest."

"No woman, I'll be fine. Just let me up."

"Your not going anywhere mister. Now lay back down or else when we get back to the house I'll capsulate this GR and you'll have no choice but to do as I say."

"Fine then. If it will shut you up." Vegeta closed his eyes as if he were going to go back to sleep. 'I'll play along for a little longer. I can't believe she's not going to try and get even', he thought.

'Finally, I didn't think he'd ever settle back down. Actually, I'm surprised he didn't threaten to blast me away. Humph. Wonder what he's up to? I know Saiyan's are very strong and it usually takes more than a little blast like that to take one down.' Bulma theorized over and over about what Vegeta was actually up to, then she devised a little plan. 'I know how to find out if he's really hurt or if he's just pulling my leg. Although, if I'm wrong and he is really hurt, well let's not think about that.'

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Bulma still kneeling beside Vegeta, slowly began rubbing her hands across his shoulders. 'Oh, his skin is so soft,' she thought.

'Looks like the woman has a plan after all,' thought Vegeta.

Her hands gently glided across his shoulders and then down across his chest, she began encircling his nipples ever so often taking the nubs between her thumbs and middle fingers and slightly twisting them.

'Kami, it's getting hot in here. Where did she learn how to…….ummmm, I have to control myself. Don't want the woman to know I'm awake and not really hurt.'

She leant over him, kissing small butterfly kisses across his stomach, across his ribs, up to one of his nipples where she ran her tongue teasingly across it. Gently sucking it, then nipping at it with her teeth.

'Humph. He's not making a move. Guess I'll have to change my tactics.'

Taking both of her hands, running them lightly down his sides, while at the same time she moved her mouth, kissing down across his stomach. She took her hands and grabbed the elastic of his shorts and slowly began to pull them down, all the while kissing him in various places, stopping at his belly button, making sure to take her tongue and encircle the opening. Continuing on down, she found the object of her desire. 'Looks like this part of him is wide awake. Wonder how he gets it into that position? No wonder I didn't feel it sooner.'

'What is she doing to me??????'

Taking her hand she grabbed a hold of his manhood. Her tongue touched the tip ever so lightly. It jumped as if it had a mind of it's own. Running her tongue from the tip to the base several times she then took one of his balls into her mouth sucking gently while massaging it with her tongue. She was really starting to get into this. 'Maybe he's brain dead, I can't believe he's not awake after that.' If Bulma could only see his face. Sweat was now beginning to run off his brow. Now she maneuvered her way back up to the tip, opening her mouth wide, she engulfed his entire self in one fell swoop. Stopping momentarily to adjust so as not to gag. Slowly, she moved up and down his shaft. He was quiet large. Bulma had to admit that this was turning her on. She would stop at *nothing* to prove her point one way or the other.

'If she keeps this up I'll explode for sure.'

'Guess it's time to change gears again.' While still orally stimulating the *sleeping* Saiyan, she took one of her hands and strategically removed her shorts and underwear. Of course Vegeta could not see what she was doing because he was *asleep*. 'I can't take this any longer,' she said, and with that thought she finished removing his shorts.

Just when he thought he was going to release, she stopped. 'Damn woman, I knew she was out for reven……but before he could finish the sentence he was at an absolute loss for words.

Bulma placed one knee on each side of Vegeta, straddling him. Slowly she lowered herself onto his shaft, taking the entire length into her. Failing miserably, she allowed a moan to escape her lips.

'She's not doing what I think she's doing. Oh, yes! Oh, yes! That's it. Down, down.'

Slowly Bulma started pumping up and down. Constricting her muscles around him , then releasing. She was after her own release now. 'To HFIL with some game, I'll show him,' she thought. Sliding in and out, grinding down harder and harder until finally it hit her. She began to shake, almost uncontrollably. Her muscles, tightened around him, were now spasming. She sat there for a moment, just as she decided that he must be brain dead , she was about to remove herself, when suddenly Vegeta sat upright, eyes wide open. Holding her down on his lap, he asked, "Just where do you think you're going. We're not finished yet. Keeping her in place, he turned to have his back against the couch with his feet dangling over the edge, touching the floor. He raised up enough to slide his hips out a little. He then took each one of Bulma legs and wrapped them around, behind his back. He leaned into her ear and whispered, "We're not even close to being done."

"But,…..but,….I thought….."

"You thought wrong"

He then took hold of her hips and began to rock her gently back and forth against him. Bulma's eyes would roll back into her head at this feeling. He raised himself up again to meet her face to face. The lust, the passion that burned within both of them now just beginning to surface. He placed his lips on hers and began a slow and passionate kiss. Delving his tongue into her mouth, she was inclined to return the favor. Slowly, without her noticing, he closed his lips around her tongue and began sucking it. Combine this action with the constant rocking of her on his shaft was pushing Bulma to the edge until she fell, climaxing again. This time, however, he would not wait. He exploded into her with a great force spilling his seed within. Her body near to convulsions, fell limp against his.

Giving her only a few moments to recover, he whispered in her ear. "Woman, do not think we are even near being finished." Bulma just looked deeply into his onyx eyes.

Without removing himself from her, he managed to have her on all fours on the carpet now. A/N: ok people's use your imagination Wrapping his left arm around her waist, he leaned over her and placed his right hand on the floor. Every animalistic instinct was taking over. Unlike before he wildly pumped in and out of her. Nipping at her back, making small bite marks all over her. She was in ecstasy. With every jolt from her prince, she pounded back into him with just as much force. Raising himself into an upright position, he placed his hands on her hips. Grasping firmly, he relinquished all he had left into her. They both climaxed together. Just as his was emerging, he pulled Bulma upright against his chest. Once it reached it's peak, he sank his teeth into her shoulder. Bulma lay her head back against him. Soon after, they collapsed. Together they laid, still on the carpet. Finally, summoning enough strength to stand, Vegeta fell back on the sofa. Bulma collected her things and returned to the house. It was now about 5a.m. As she entered the kitchen, on her way to her room, she noticed a message on the answering machine.

"Hi, Sweetie, it's mom. We're staying in town tonight. Now you and Vegeta try to get along. See you in the morning. Love you, Bye."

"Yeah, mom, we'll, um, try to get along," Bulma said aloud with a smirk across her lips.

Up the stairs she trudged until finally collapsing on her bed.

A/N: Whew! That chapter was difficult. My first attempt at a lemon. Please be gentleJ . I'm trying to post every couple of days, but may not be able to. Thanks to those who have reviewed. I don't like to single anyone out, because they all mean so much.