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I lift my head from her neck, and look into her eyes. Bad move on my part. Her eyes are so blue and deceiving to her, spilling out all her emotions to me. So I guess its not just physical. That can't be good. She reaches her hand up and touches my face. I flinch at her touch, a strange sensation in my gut. Suddenly I'm not even thinking about sex with her. Only holding her there. I shake my head, then stand up, ignoring her whimpering. No, this is not how it was supposed to happen. I turn from her and walk out of the room, headed towards the gravity chamber. I'm not going to let myself live this one down.
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Its been a week. A week since I've seen the woman. All the while I've been training myself to the breaking point, only stopping for food, which I make sure is only five minutes at most. I only eat at night when I'm sure everyone is asleep. She of course has noticed, and tried several times to interrupt me. I had to blast the damn intercom and screen. Now the only way she has to get my attention is to bang on the solid metal door. But that usually only lasts about ten minutes, then she trudges angrily back into the house.
*This training is getting me no where* I growl angrily to myself, shutting down the gravity machine. *And further more I want her more than ever!* I stomp down the ramp the door has made, and towards the house. Its close to 3:00 AM. Everyone should be in bed, like every other night. Stepping into the house brings an instant scowl. Such domestic things all around me. Its sickening how many useless things these creatures have, and most have no real use at all.
I immediately go to the kitchen. Ah, my favorite room. The only one I'm ever in. Aside from "my" bedroom, which I rarely use. As I shovel in left-over after left-over, I suddenly feel a presence of someone near me. I stiffen. But why? It would have made more sense if I left the room. Oh well, too late.
"Ve-Vegeta?" It's the woman. Why Kami!? Why do you torment me like this!?
"What?" I hiss, taking a rather ungentlemanly bite of the turkey leg in my hand.
"What are you doing inside? Shouldn't you be training?" she asks, followed by a rather long yawn. She looks extremely tired, as if she hasn't slept in days.
"I was hungry," I say simply, focusing back on my meal, trying my hardest not to look back up at her.
"Can I ask you something?" I immediately drop the food in my hand and look up at her, that didn't last for long. She seems worried. Great. Its one of those questions. I glare annoyedly ( New word! Woo!) at her and shake my head no. She, of course, ignores me and continues regardless. "Why did you kiss me that on night in my room, then again after we had ice cream?" She pauses and waits for an answer, that of which I do not give. "Why at all?"
"Woman, when I tell you no, I mean no. Now leave me be." She's stepping on dangerous ground. I didn't expect her to be so nosey, for one who demands her privacy at the top of a hat.
"If you answer me now, truthfully, I'll leave you alone." What? Uh! Why does she have to be like this?
I take a deep breath, and ponder whether or not I should tell her. I doubt she'd believe me. Stupid humans. Why do I care anyway? "Fuck off," I huff, earning a rather hard slap to the face. She glares at me a moment, then stomps back up to her room. Oo, is she angry! I guess I sort of deserved that one though…sort of.
I sigh heavily, then stand and head upstairs. A nice cold shower sounds heavenly. Too bad I'll never go there. I drag myself up the steps and to my room, I'm more tired than I thought.
On my way up the stairs though, I stop, seeing a huddled figure in my path. It's the woman, without a doubt. Damn. She must be more upset than usual to not even wait to get to her before she breaks down and cries for hours. Its rather annoying. Always gives me headaches. She looks up when she finally notices someone is standing behind her. "What the hell do you want jerk?" she growls, anger burning in her bright blue orbs.
"Well, I'm no scientist like you, but I believe you're blocking the fucking stairway." Whoah! She really didn't like that comment. I can literally see the flames raging in her eyes.
"Fuck you!" she screams, obviously not caring any for my sensitive ears, and stands, her nose nearly touching my own. "You know, I don't even know why I bother to care! You'll never change!" Her face is soaked with tears, giving it a glossy appearance. For some reason I can't stand to see her like this. So annoying ( Sure, you keep telling yourself that 'Geta). "Uh! I don't even need you to answer my question now! I know why you kissed me!" Is her face turning blue? "You thought you could get a good lay then dump me like some cheap whore! Well forget it! I don't know what it is you did to woman back on your stupid planet, but here things are a little different! You can't just have whoever you damn well please just because you're a Prince!…Prince of some dead race with no planet! How pathetic!" Before can continue on with her rampage of insults, I grab her shoulders firmly and force her against the staircase wall.
"You listen to me woman! If you ever, EVER denounce my race again, there will be nothing left of your disgusting planet as well! And as for that damn kiss that you care so fucking much about…Yes! That's all I wanted!" Her eyes widened in horror. What the hell is running through her mind now?
"A…A…Are y-you going to r-r-rape me?" she stutters, catching me completely off guard. Her once strong determined voice is now reduced to that of a child no older than three.
I take a few deep breaths, set on not ripping her pretty little head off…tonight anyway. "No Onna, I am not going to…rape you." I cringe at the word. So vile and disgusting. Saiyans are far too proud and honorable to behave in such a way. "If you just calm the hell down I'll…I'll tell you what's been going on…Just…don't open your big mouth about it." Her fear lessened some, though her incessant trembling would not. "I said to calm yourself." And without thinking, I began rubbing her arms in attempt to get her to at least be still. After a few minutes her breathing was back to normal, trembling cut to minimal. I could live with that. I grabbed her hand, pulling her down on the step beside me. Then let go and crossed my arms, then uncrossed them, finding that position uncomfortable for where I was and how I was sitting.
I looked over at her, a slight hint of a smile coming to my face. How odd that this small frail creature could actually cause some degree of happiness. She was curled into a very uncomfortable looking position, her knees tucked to her chin with her arms wrapped around her legs. It was becoming unbearable to watch her like that. So, I reached over and pulled her arms down. Then pulled her legs so her feet settled on the step below the one we were sitting on.
"Are you listening?" I finally manage to say after a few very long moments. She nodded weakly, picking at one of her fingernails. Such an annoying habit. Before I begin I set my hand on top of hers, stopping her from continuing the action. She stiffens too and pulls her hands behind her then sits on them. I guess that'll have to do. "Saiyans do not, I repeat, do not rape. Never have, never would even consider it. Its completely wrong and dishonorable. Only the lowest of scum would ever let that thought cross their mind." I notice a small smile begin to tug at the corners of her mouth. "Anyway, about me initiating sexually with you." I hear a repressed giggle escape her lips, but decide to ignore it. "It was a hormonal thing. You see, Saiyans go through…cycles. Mating cycles. Well males that is. They occur once a year after puberty…Males will experience extreme and sudden urges to become sexual with a female and become set on finding one to reduce the…sensations. Thus he will inadvertently find a mate…That mate will be with them for the remainder of their lives."
"Ok…So…"
"My instincts are telling me to find a mate."
"And if we sleep together, I'm stuck with you for the rest of my life?" I cringe at the word stuck. She detests me to that degree? Wait, did I just hear her consider mating?
"Yes. But don't worry about that ever happening. I've been going through these cycles for years now. I've gotten over them before, and I can do it again. It'll only be for another few weeks…" I sigh. Just another few weeks. I can handle that…I hope.
"So if you can control yourself like you say, then why'd you come onto me?" Good question.
"I-I…My urges are becoming harder and harder for me to ignore. That's all. A slight slip. I can handle myself, I assure you…For both our sakes."
"Excuse me? Am I that bad that you wouldn't want me as a mate!?" she hisses, anger returning to her features. I love her…this way.
"On the contrary. You'd be the perfect mate. Aside from, of course, what you lack in physical strength. Though I will not degrade myself to become involved with an alien."
"Alien!? Hello!" She balls her fist and knocks on my head lightly, as though some tiny version of myself was going to crawl out my ear and greet her. "Did you forget that you and Goku are the only Saiyans left? And last time I checked he was male. If you're going to have a wife…er...mate, then she's going to have to be alien." Why is she pushing this? Could she?…no…
"I'm fully aware of my so called dilemma woman. But fortunately for me, I have no desire, other than hormonal, to take a mate. I can take a few weeks of inappropriate urges for sex."
"Hmm…So…Hypothetically, if we were to have sex, I would become your mate instantly?" I turn and face her, trying my hardest to remain serious and not rip her clothing off.
"Well…Unless I initiate the mating…er…ritual, I suppose, then…I guess…not." Her eyes suddenly flash something new for that evening of emotions. One I can hardly resist. Desire.
"Vegeta, I know I yelled at you before about sleeping with me than ditching me…But…I…I…Oh hell, I'll just say it…I can't deny that I'm attracted to you." Surprisingly she does not blush, like most females on this planet admitting such a thing, would. "I'll help you…you know…get out of your mating cycle thing. No strings. No commitment. No mates." I don't fight the smirk pulling at my mouth as I eye her beautiful body, subconsciously licking my lips. Could she really have just said what I've been dying to hear? Can I truly fulfill my desires without becoming tied down by a mate? "Is it a deal?" She extends her hand, an earthling gesture. I take it reluctantly. She shakes it a few times, then releases my hand. "Ok, come up to my room in ten minutes. If we're going to do this, it's going to be my way," she states half-seductively. "Until we get into bed that is." With that she kissing me lightly on the lips, then jumps and literally scrambles to her room. Only Kami knows what she could be up to.
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As I lay in her bed beside her, watching her chest rise and fall in a deep slumber, I recall the events that took place only a few moments before. Once the tem minutes were over, I'd come into her room, without knocking of course. And there she had been, lying on her bed, in a tiny lacey black outfit, beckoning me towards her. She'd looking absolutely amazing. No Saiyan female, no female period, could compare to her. Her hair, I remember perfectly, was down, framing her face. It was slightly messy, though looked great none the less. Passion and desire danced in her eyes, and in less than a second I was on top of her.
I sighed deeply, kissing her forehead, then took in the sweet smell of her hair. I felt absolutely wonderful. Not only because of my release, but this overwhelming feeling of serenity than encased my body. I wanted to experience the feeling again, of course, though didn't exactly know how to go about it. It wasn't likely that the same situation would present itself. I frowned at the thought that my cycle was over and I would no longer need her for release. Therefore, she would not "help" me, as she'd said.
"Mmm…Vegeta…" she mumbled in her sleep, pulling her body closer to my own. Perhaps taking a mate is not such a bad idea after all. I'll have to think that over some other time though. Right now I'm far too preoccupied ( Starring at Bulma ^_^). I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her even closer, relishing in the smile it brings to her lips. Kami do I love those lips. Her eyes flicker open, fixing on me as she yawns. "Hey." Is all she says, then sighs and rests her head on my chest. "What time is it?"
"Almost 5:00," I reply after glancing at the clock beside her bed. "Go back to sleep." I kiss her forehead, a bit more firmly than before, then close my eyes, resting my head on her own.
"I'm not really tired anymore…" She lifted her head, giving me a sideways smile. "You wanna…go for another round?" she asked seductively, pulling her lower lip down slightly. Can she read my mind? Sometimes I swear to Kami she can.
"With you?" I asked in a fake disgusted voice.
"Ass." She slapped my arm playful, and I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her on top of me.
"I know," I said, taking her lips with my own. I've been wanting to do that again since she fell asleep.
"This doesn't make us a couple you know."
"Don't flatter yourself."
"Good, cause I have a date tomorrow night." I froze at her last statement. What!? Another man was taking my woman from me!? Well, not if I have anything to do with it! "Vegeta, are you jealous?"
"No, don't insult me!" I snapped, shoving her off me.
"Oh come on. I'm just joking." She tried to climb back on me, only to be pushed back into place. "Fine," she huffed, crossing her arms and turning her back to me.
After awhile I notice her shivering, clutching her arms tightly to her body for warm. Poor earthlings. I grunt, then hesitantly grab her around the waist and pulled her against me. She yelps in surprise, then growls, then relaxes in my embrace. I pull the blanket over our bodies, kiss her shoulder, then close my eyes. I'm tired. Its been a rather busy night.
---Chapter 3!! There you go people!! In all its wonder and glory!! :D Sorry there was no big lemon. You'll have to wait. Hope everyone liked it.
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I lift my head from her neck, and look into her eyes. Bad move on my part. Her eyes are so blue and deceiving to her, spilling out all her emotions to me. So I guess its not just physical. That can't be good. She reaches her hand up and touches my face. I flinch at her touch, a strange sensation in my gut. Suddenly I'm not even thinking about sex with her. Only holding her there. I shake my head, then stand up, ignoring her whimpering. No, this is not how it was supposed to happen. I turn from her and walk out of the room, headed towards the gravity chamber. I'm not going to let myself live this one down.
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Its been a week. A week since I've seen the woman. All the while I've been training myself to the breaking point, only stopping for food, which I make sure is only five minutes at most. I only eat at night when I'm sure everyone is asleep. She of course has noticed, and tried several times to interrupt me. I had to blast the damn intercom and screen. Now the only way she has to get my attention is to bang on the solid metal door. But that usually only lasts about ten minutes, then she trudges angrily back into the house.
*This training is getting me no where* I growl angrily to myself, shutting down the gravity machine. *And further more I want her more than ever!* I stomp down the ramp the door has made, and towards the house. Its close to 3:00 AM. Everyone should be in bed, like every other night. Stepping into the house brings an instant scowl. Such domestic things all around me. Its sickening how many useless things these creatures have, and most have no real use at all.
I immediately go to the kitchen. Ah, my favorite room. The only one I'm ever in. Aside from "my" bedroom, which I rarely use. As I shovel in left-over after left-over, I suddenly feel a presence of someone near me. I stiffen. But why? It would have made more sense if I left the room. Oh well, too late.
"Ve-Vegeta?" It's the woman. Why Kami!? Why do you torment me like this!?
"What?" I hiss, taking a rather ungentlemanly bite of the turkey leg in my hand.
"What are you doing inside? Shouldn't you be training?" she asks, followed by a rather long yawn. She looks extremely tired, as if she hasn't slept in days.
"I was hungry," I say simply, focusing back on my meal, trying my hardest not to look back up at her.
"Can I ask you something?" I immediately drop the food in my hand and look up at her, that didn't last for long. She seems worried. Great. Its one of those questions. I glare annoyedly ( New word! Woo!) at her and shake my head no. She, of course, ignores me and continues regardless. "Why did you kiss me that on night in my room, then again after we had ice cream?" She pauses and waits for an answer, that of which I do not give. "Why at all?"
"Woman, when I tell you no, I mean no. Now leave me be." She's stepping on dangerous ground. I didn't expect her to be so nosey, for one who demands her privacy at the top of a hat.
"If you answer me now, truthfully, I'll leave you alone." What? Uh! Why does she have to be like this?
I take a deep breath, and ponder whether or not I should tell her. I doubt she'd believe me. Stupid humans. Why do I care anyway? "Fuck off," I huff, earning a rather hard slap to the face. She glares at me a moment, then stomps back up to her room. Oo, is she angry! I guess I sort of deserved that one though…sort of.
I sigh heavily, then stand and head upstairs. A nice cold shower sounds heavenly. Too bad I'll never go there. I drag myself up the steps and to my room, I'm more tired than I thought.
On my way up the stairs though, I stop, seeing a huddled figure in my path. It's the woman, without a doubt. Damn. She must be more upset than usual to not even wait to get to her before she breaks down and cries for hours. Its rather annoying. Always gives me headaches. She looks up when she finally notices someone is standing behind her. "What the hell do you want jerk?" she growls, anger burning in her bright blue orbs.
"Well, I'm no scientist like you, but I believe you're blocking the fucking stairway." Whoah! She really didn't like that comment. I can literally see the flames raging in her eyes.
"Fuck you!" she screams, obviously not caring any for my sensitive ears, and stands, her nose nearly touching my own. "You know, I don't even know why I bother to care! You'll never change!" Her face is soaked with tears, giving it a glossy appearance. For some reason I can't stand to see her like this. So annoying ( Sure, you keep telling yourself that 'Geta). "Uh! I don't even need you to answer my question now! I know why you kissed me!" Is her face turning blue? "You thought you could get a good lay then dump me like some cheap whore! Well forget it! I don't know what it is you did to woman back on your stupid planet, but here things are a little different! You can't just have whoever you damn well please just because you're a Prince!…Prince of some dead race with no planet! How pathetic!" Before can continue on with her rampage of insults, I grab her shoulders firmly and force her against the staircase wall.
"You listen to me woman! If you ever, EVER denounce my race again, there will be nothing left of your disgusting planet as well! And as for that damn kiss that you care so fucking much about…Yes! That's all I wanted!" Her eyes widened in horror. What the hell is running through her mind now?
"A…A…Are y-you going to r-r-rape me?" she stutters, catching me completely off guard. Her once strong determined voice is now reduced to that of a child no older than three.
I take a few deep breaths, set on not ripping her pretty little head off…tonight anyway. "No Onna, I am not going to…rape you." I cringe at the word. So vile and disgusting. Saiyans are far too proud and honorable to behave in such a way. "If you just calm the hell down I'll…I'll tell you what's been going on…Just…don't open your big mouth about it." Her fear lessened some, though her incessant trembling would not. "I said to calm yourself." And without thinking, I began rubbing her arms in attempt to get her to at least be still. After a few minutes her breathing was back to normal, trembling cut to minimal. I could live with that. I grabbed her hand, pulling her down on the step beside me. Then let go and crossed my arms, then uncrossed them, finding that position uncomfortable for where I was and how I was sitting.
I looked over at her, a slight hint of a smile coming to my face. How odd that this small frail creature could actually cause some degree of happiness. She was curled into a very uncomfortable looking position, her knees tucked to her chin with her arms wrapped around her legs. It was becoming unbearable to watch her like that. So, I reached over and pulled her arms down. Then pulled her legs so her feet settled on the step below the one we were sitting on.
"Are you listening?" I finally manage to say after a few very long moments. She nodded weakly, picking at one of her fingernails. Such an annoying habit. Before I begin I set my hand on top of hers, stopping her from continuing the action. She stiffens too and pulls her hands behind her then sits on them. I guess that'll have to do. "Saiyans do not, I repeat, do not rape. Never have, never would even consider it. Its completely wrong and dishonorable. Only the lowest of scum would ever let that thought cross their mind." I notice a small smile begin to tug at the corners of her mouth. "Anyway, about me initiating sexually with you." I hear a repressed giggle escape her lips, but decide to ignore it. "It was a hormonal thing. You see, Saiyans go through…cycles. Mating cycles. Well males that is. They occur once a year after puberty…Males will experience extreme and sudden urges to become sexual with a female and become set on finding one to reduce the…sensations. Thus he will inadvertently find a mate…That mate will be with them for the remainder of their lives."
"Ok…So…"
"My instincts are telling me to find a mate."
"And if we sleep together, I'm stuck with you for the rest of my life?" I cringe at the word stuck. She detests me to that degree? Wait, did I just hear her consider mating?
"Yes. But don't worry about that ever happening. I've been going through these cycles for years now. I've gotten over them before, and I can do it again. It'll only be for another few weeks…" I sigh. Just another few weeks. I can handle that…I hope.
"So if you can control yourself like you say, then why'd you come onto me?" Good question.
"I-I…My urges are becoming harder and harder for me to ignore. That's all. A slight slip. I can handle myself, I assure you…For both our sakes."
"Excuse me? Am I that bad that you wouldn't want me as a mate!?" she hisses, anger returning to her features. I love her…this way.
"On the contrary. You'd be the perfect mate. Aside from, of course, what you lack in physical strength. Though I will not degrade myself to become involved with an alien."
"Alien!? Hello!" She balls her fist and knocks on my head lightly, as though some tiny version of myself was going to crawl out my ear and greet her. "Did you forget that you and Goku are the only Saiyans left? And last time I checked he was male. If you're going to have a wife…er...mate, then she's going to have to be alien." Why is she pushing this? Could she?…no…
"I'm fully aware of my so called dilemma woman. But fortunately for me, I have no desire, other than hormonal, to take a mate. I can take a few weeks of inappropriate urges for sex."
"Hmm…So…Hypothetically, if we were to have sex, I would become your mate instantly?" I turn and face her, trying my hardest to remain serious and not rip her clothing off.
"Well…Unless I initiate the mating…er…ritual, I suppose, then…I guess…not." Her eyes suddenly flash something new for that evening of emotions. One I can hardly resist. Desire.
"Vegeta, I know I yelled at you before about sleeping with me than ditching me…But…I…I…Oh hell, I'll just say it…I can't deny that I'm attracted to you." Surprisingly she does not blush, like most females on this planet admitting such a thing, would. "I'll help you…you know…get out of your mating cycle thing. No strings. No commitment. No mates." I don't fight the smirk pulling at my mouth as I eye her beautiful body, subconsciously licking my lips. Could she really have just said what I've been dying to hear? Can I truly fulfill my desires without becoming tied down by a mate? "Is it a deal?" She extends her hand, an earthling gesture. I take it reluctantly. She shakes it a few times, then releases my hand. "Ok, come up to my room in ten minutes. If we're going to do this, it's going to be my way," she states half-seductively. "Until we get into bed that is." With that she kissing me lightly on the lips, then jumps and literally scrambles to her room. Only Kami knows what she could be up to.
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As I lay in her bed beside her, watching her chest rise and fall in a deep slumber, I recall the events that took place only a few moments before. Once the tem minutes were over, I'd come into her room, without knocking of course. And there she had been, lying on her bed, in a tiny lacey black outfit, beckoning me towards her. She'd looking absolutely amazing. No Saiyan female, no female period, could compare to her. Her hair, I remember perfectly, was down, framing her face. It was slightly messy, though looked great none the less. Passion and desire danced in her eyes, and in less than a second I was on top of her.
I sighed deeply, kissing her forehead, then took in the sweet smell of her hair. I felt absolutely wonderful. Not only because of my release, but this overwhelming feeling of serenity than encased my body. I wanted to experience the feeling again, of course, though didn't exactly know how to go about it. It wasn't likely that the same situation would present itself. I frowned at the thought that my cycle was over and I would no longer need her for release. Therefore, she would not "help" me, as she'd said.
"Mmm…Vegeta…" she mumbled in her sleep, pulling her body closer to my own. Perhaps taking a mate is not such a bad idea after all. I'll have to think that over some other time though. Right now I'm far too preoccupied ( Starring at Bulma ^_^). I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her even closer, relishing in the smile it brings to her lips. Kami do I love those lips. Her eyes flicker open, fixing on me as she yawns. "Hey." Is all she says, then sighs and rests her head on my chest. "What time is it?"
"Almost 5:00," I reply after glancing at the clock beside her bed. "Go back to sleep." I kiss her forehead, a bit more firmly than before, then close my eyes, resting my head on her own.
"I'm not really tired anymore…" She lifted her head, giving me a sideways smile. "You wanna…go for another round?" she asked seductively, pulling her lower lip down slightly. Can she read my mind? Sometimes I swear to Kami she can.
"With you?" I asked in a fake disgusted voice.
"Ass." She slapped my arm playful, and I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her on top of me.
"I know," I said, taking her lips with my own. I've been wanting to do that again since she fell asleep.
"This doesn't make us a couple you know."
"Don't flatter yourself."
"Good, cause I have a date tomorrow night." I froze at her last statement. What!? Another man was taking my woman from me!? Well, not if I have anything to do with it! "Vegeta, are you jealous?"
"No, don't insult me!" I snapped, shoving her off me.
"Oh come on. I'm just joking." She tried to climb back on me, only to be pushed back into place. "Fine," she huffed, crossing her arms and turning her back to me.
After awhile I notice her shivering, clutching her arms tightly to her body for warm. Poor earthlings. I grunt, then hesitantly grab her around the waist and pulled her against me. She yelps in surprise, then growls, then relaxes in my embrace. I pull the blanket over our bodies, kiss her shoulder, then close my eyes. I'm tired. Its been a rather busy night.
---Chapter 3!! There you go people!! In all its wonder and glory!! :D Sorry there was no big lemon. You'll have to wait. Hope everyone liked it.
REVIEW!!! :D
Next time: Vegeta's still in heat!!? And what's this other feeling he's having? Hmm…Find out next time!! :D