Turning her head to look at the one landing beside them she felt a weak smile cross her lips. The flood of chagrin that accompanied it was strong, so this was what her soon-to-be sister in law had been up to, not to mention her twin brother. She should have known.
Not resisting in the slightest as Goku sat beside her and lifted her partially into his lap she heard the warning growl from her mate. Opening her hazy vision she saw Vegeta struggling to move to his feet, beyond their immediate trio she noticed the rest of the Z-team keeping the so called elite guards at a nice distance. She was going to love rubbing that in later, but at the moment her interest rested on her younger brother.
Quiet Vegeta, its only my brother. He mind voice was tired and she knew it, she was mentally and physically exhausted, Vegeta was the only one she had ever battled using both abilities simultaneously. She grinned inwardly; this meant new training, for both of them. She could literally feel the spark of interest in her mate as he glanced at her thoughts, the few he was unconsciously suggesting, though his were of another training variety. 'Men, what a horny bunch.' Forcing her eyes to watch her brother she saw the familiar sight of a senzu bean. After swallowing and surviving the energy boost she sat up on her own a grinned like hell. Time to play with Vegeta. "Thank you Goku." Kissing his cheek she took the second bean and promptly straddled the Sayain heir to the throne.
This would be one of the few times she could pin Vegeta, and have no effort needed to do so. Casting a wicked look to her brother she looked down at her scowling prince. "Ha-ha, I'm better and you're not." Wiggling slightly she made sure to put pressure on his body. He may have been too exhausted to move but certain body parts of his weren't. She knew she had never been so forward with him, at least not in this sense. But having had her revenge she found she had returned to who she had once been, if not a little wiser. Her confidence and self assurance had between restored, stronger than ever before. "Don't give me that look. Here, eat this." Pressing the bean to his lips she smiled when he nipped her fingers. "It's dry as hell but-." She was cut off by his seizing her and turning the tables. He muffled her vocalized surprise with a quick kiss that was nowhere near long enough before moving to her shoulder. The fabric had taken a beating in their battle and a strong tug tore it enough to reveal her hidden mark.
Shuddering as he traced the grooves with his tongue she gasped when he sunk his teeth in her for the second time. Not to be outdone she clawed at his body suit and soon followed his example. The moment his blood hit her tongue her world narrowed to only him. And for the first time she wanted to be alone with him for a reason other than not having a witness to her killing him.
Some time later, she wasn't sure how long; he pulled back and helped her to her feet. Grinning like an idiot she ignored her laughing brothers and if possible smiled wider when Chi-Chi gave her a wink. Feeling absurdly happy with life she entwined her fingers with Vegeta's larger hand and continued to smile like an idiot. Life couldn't get better, she had her family, she had Vegeta and his full respect, and she had shown to the world that she was far from weak. Life was good in that moment, and she was going to live it up.
And rub it in like salt into the wound; Vegeta's father was not going to be happy about this. Not that she cared in the slightest. Nothing was going to stop her and Vegeta. They had gone through too much, she had gone through too much. She would not let one person ruin it all for her.
He was livid, how dare that freak of Sayain nature compete? And how dare his son give in to his instincts, for the first time to anyone's knowledge, and mark the bitch? Beside him his mate wore a satisfied smile. She had always favored her son, rarely disapproving of his decisions. Narrowing his eyes at the pair he thought beyond his immediate grudge against the fourth class whore.
Their child would be of great power. Both parents being intelligent and powerful, the child of such a combination would be one to fear. The scientist could keep the mother's deformities from passing down he was sure. And if some accident should happen during the afterbirth, well she would not be the first Sayain to die. Birthing for warrior women was often difficult.
Stepping past Baradock's two sons he approached his son. Vegeta for once seemed not to care that he was showing an emotion, he was declaring to all, that she was his. His posture screamed possessive, as if his public marking of the woman wasn't enough.
Not being able to take his eyes off the couple he could barely restrain himself from commenting on how his son held the wench to his side. It appeared as if the woman was still his mistress rather than his mate. He would have to talk to the brat about that, showing affection for ones mate was unacceptable. She glanced to him and gave him no more notice than she did to the paramedics she was waving off. How they had gone from unmoving on the battlefield dirt to moving as if they had only came out of a rough spar was a mystery to him. One he did not like.
"You are aware Vegeta that you're mate is far from normal?" Even though he knew it was past the point of trying he made the attempt to discredit the next Queen.
"All the better." The brat dared to glare at him as his mate chose not to grant him her attention. "She can match me in an argument and challenge me in a spar, the fact that she is by far the most exotic Sayain in our history makes her all the more precious."
Bulma's hair flew as her head turned. What Vegeta had said had to be the single, sweetest compliment she was likely to ever receive from him. Unfortunately before she could comment the Queen was tugging her from his warm embrace and recruiting her sole female relative and surprisingly 18 as well.
"Hey where am I going? I have plans you see-." She was cut off by the Queen.
"You have the ceremony first child." The eldest of them began, motioning for her daughter to follow. "And we must prepare you for your mating night."
"Now that Bulma is a nice way to put it." Chi-Chi teased walking beside her. She cast a scathing look to her sister-in-law before getting another tug from the queen. "I just called it the wedding night. I remember our wedding night." A dreamy look entered the chocolate eyes and Bulma groaned. "That night Goku-."
"Chi-Chi I don't need to hear this, he's my brother for the sake of Kami!" Kanzia laughed and decided Bulma wasn't moving fast enough and started to shove from behind. Before long she was being bathed by all women of her family, and 18. Who through hardships if nothing more was a friend to share experiences with. Once the 'cleansing' was done with she had oils massaged into her skin. The other women as well.
"Oh Bulma I could get used to this." Chi-Chi murmured getting sounds of agreement from both queen and princess.
"What about you 18, what do you think?" Her tone was teasing and she turned her head to look at the blond.
"I understand why you can enjoy this, it is…relaxing." Grinning like the devil she decided to pursue another strain of conversation.
"18." She saw the wary look the android cast her, she gave it good cause with her expression. "What's this I hear of you and Krillin going on long flights together? Hmmm?" Bulma found herself being told to do something that she wasn't quite sure could be done. "That's a yes."
"Azkutzy you really are evil, leave the woman alone." Even with this said Kanzia held laugher in her voice.
"If you insist, you shall become my next victim." The same look 18 had sported now crossed Kanzia's face.
"I uh, uh I." She buried her head into her pillow and was forced to listen to her mother's amused laughter. Bulma grinned; she couldn't wait until the next day when Kanzia faced her suitors. And saw that Radditz was among the mass.
Chi-Chi watched as Bulma dressed in a gown that made her glow. It was the darkest blue, and she had at first thought it black. It was surprisingly modest, resembling many of the dresses Bulma had worn when going out for business benefits. The fabric clung to her chest, barring her shoulders and the scarlet mark from where she had been bitten, then flowed to the ground hiding the figure so many knew to lie beneath.
Eyes drifting back to the mark on her friend's shoulder she recalled the one she sported. She hadn't understood why Goku had scarred her like he had, or the reason why she had responded. It had been his instinct, and it had passed to her to return the passion. Oh boy was Bulma in for a long night. Glancing at herself in the mirror she grinned. Maybe her as well.
"Well Bulma, have fun." A familiar pair of eyes cast her a cold look, iced amusement.
"I intend to Chi-Chi. Go play with Goku and leave me alone." It seemed her intentions for the night were a bit obvious. Though not nearly as blatant as Bulma's.
Looking around the room she had left ages ago she saw that little had changed. The bed was still there, the books looked as if they hadn't been touched, and bits of strewn armor littered the floor. The only thing missing from the picture was her mate.
Glancing out the window she saw that the phase of the moon had changed little in her absence. It was while her back was turned that the doors opened. Feeling the entering ki she knew it to be Vegeta, not some unwelcome intruder. Unresisting when strong arms encircled her she lent her head back to rest on his shoulder. "You have no idea how angry I was to discover that I loved you."
She was at a loss; sure she had toyed with him verbally when in the battle. But now they were back to square one. She had left him in the middle of the night, he had undoubtedly been angered by her escape. But there was still the questioning thought, why hadn't he followed her. "You didn't come after me this time." His grip tightened in a not uncomfortable way. She didn't think she had ever been so at home in his arms.
"You would have hated me if I had recaptured you. I knew you would come back when you were ready."
"And if I hadn't." He tone was soft, almost afraid of the answer she might receive.
"I would have waited for death." A tear escaped her closed lids at his response.
"I had to leave Vegeta. I had to. If I had stayed any longer I would have stopped wanting to. It was so hard to go, harder than getting into the pod. But I had to. My family needed me."
"And now?" The vibration of his chest against her back made her muscles relax in ways that the massage hadn't.
"They're my family Vegeta; they were there for me when I had no one else. They'll always be family, but I care for you too. And now that Goku and the others are back I don't have to worry so much about Chi-Chi, Gohan, and Krillin. I don't need to worry about them so much now."
"And do they worry about you?"
"Are you kidding, I was interrogated by Chi-Chi the instant she had me alone when I landed. She was terrified something would happen to me. I wasn't exactly in the best of shape you know, physically I was fine but she saw right through me. After that we planned things out and figured a way to resurrect our team. I flew out in my old space ship and ran into some trouble a few times. As you can see all my old scars are gone. The mark you gave me was the only one to remain. They put me in a tank to keep me alive, it healed all my physical scars, and eventually I got my tail back as well. That was when I ran into Father and Turles. I suppose you interrogated them upon return so I'll skip the details." Turning in his arms she rested her head against his chest, she couldn't believe how nice it was just to be held by him. She could quite happily spend the rest of eternity in this moment.
"Is there any more unfinished business out there?" His tone was cautious and she smiled into his bare chest. He was wearing only a pair of loose pants and she decided she wanted to see less of them and more of him. But still her attention was on his words.
"I ran into 17 when traveling with Father and Goku." His muscles tightened and she smiled softly. "He pushed me too far this time, I turned Super Sayain and ripped him to pieces and then destroyed the pieces. Unfortunately control was lost on me. I nearly attacked Goku, 18 was able to hold me off and get them out of sight. I suppose if it weren't so serious it would have been funny. Eventually I calmed down and she and I went about destroying the compound. Turns out 17 killed Gero, annoying of him to take that away from us but it's nice to know he's dead. I got 18 to go to my family in her ship and I continued to travel with the boys." Looking up she met his dark eyes. "But as for unfinished business, yes." Alarm lit his eyes followed quickly by surprise. She had surged onto her toes and planted her mouth over his.
"Am I to take it you need assistance with this unfinished business?" He was nipping at her throat when he asked this and she could barley gain the wits to answer.
"Most assuredly, some things simply can't be done right without the right partner."
When eh had entered his room to find her waiting he could thing of nothing more to make his life perfect. She was all he wanted in a mate. She wasn't afraid of him, or afraid to stand up to him. She was the most intelligent being he had ever heard of and nearly equaled him in strength.
A short and much needed conversation later and he found himself slowly backing her towards the bed. Twice he knew she had been taken by the inhuman robot. If there was a third time he did not know. But she claimed to have vanquished her enemy. And judging by her actions he had noticed over her time as Azkutzy, he believed she had regained what he had always noticed missing. Her fear.
Even still there was still the trauma from her first and if he wasn't mistaken, second experience. He would be her third, and every one after that. Catching her mouth he reveled in the fire she was displaying. He had always known she was spirited, and now that she had nothing left to hold her back. But that didn't mean he would move fast, there was still the possibility that she could be frightened. Even the strong had their weaknesses.
She was his, and hers were her memories. One could consider her family one as well, but he knew that should you attack one of her clan, hell would soon follow. So in a sense her family was another strength.
Not that any of that mattered to him at the moment. Bare hand trailing up her back he hooked his thumbs in her tempting dress. Pulling he listened to the fabric tear and felt the newly exposed skin. "Hey!" Her tone was muffled by his mouth, and she tried to pause his moments. "I liked that dress." He could feel the smile of her lips even though he could not see it.
"I'll get you another one." She laughed shortly before gasping. His mouth suckling one breast he kept things gentle. Her hands rested on his forearms, but didn't push away. Nudging her back they soon fell onto the bed with her on the bottom. Taking her unattended breast into his palm he smiled at the gasp she gave out.
Tugging at the remains of her dress she helped him by joining him in the effort and arching her back. A cry of protest was made when he began to trail his tongue down along her abs. "Vegeta what…are…you? Oh no Vegeta you don't have to, I can't-." Her last word came more as a yelp then died as he placed his tongue inside her. He knew she had little experience when it came to sex, but he also knew that what she didn't know by experience there was a good chance she knew it by theory. She had quickly figured out his intentions, unfortunately he hadn't been open to her protest.
Something was building, he was toying with her and she knew it, but she had never felt like this. Vegeta was being gentle in ways she had never felt, but she was also trying to get him to quit what he was doing. The fact that she could feel a breeze that she hadn't ever noticed befor4e was disturbing and her heightened senses were alerting her to everything. And all were focused on what her mate was making her feel. She felt as if she was almost going to do something when he pulled away. Whimpering she glared at him through half lidded eyes. He knew what eh was doing, even if she didn't. "Finish what you start prince." Her tone was more of a growl than anything else.
"I intend to woman." Before she could make a comment on his calling her woman he shredded his pants and pinned her to the bed. Before she could take a breath he was inside her, and she felt nothing but pleasure. Eyes wide she met his gaze as he remained still above her. It hadn't hurt, not in the slightest. Mentally she had known it wasn't supposed to hurt after the first time, but experience was what ruled her life, and what she had experienced was pain. Discovering that she could only go so long without air she took in a breath, and pushed her hips closer to his, she needed him to move dammit!
From the sliver of moonlight she saw his pleased grin, and felt his response. Soon the room went from the strained sounds of their breaths to his grunts and her mewls of pleasure. If this was what she had been missing out on she was planning on catching up. Her last coherent thought was her wondering if Vegeta would mind helping. She grinned and surged to pin him beneath her without breaking contact. She doubted it.
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