Disclaimer: DBZ does not belong to me. . . unfortunately. Here's Chapter
8 for your entertainment, or something like that. . . I'm done. . .This is
my first lemon, so be kind.
Bulma sat straight up in her cot. She was covered in a cold sweat. She rubbed her eyes and recalled what she had just seen. The first part was okay, but the second was a little odd and the third was even more so. *It was just a dream,* she told herself. She got up and opened the lab door. The hall was completely dark. She felt her way down the hallways to her room and climbed into her bed. The bed was soft and sleep soon fell upon her once again.
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The light shone through the window onto Bulma's face and she groaned in protest (A/N: déjà vu anyone??). She pulled the covers over her head and tried to go back to sleep. *Hopeless,* she thought. She kicked her covers off and went to the bathroom to shower. After, Bulma went down to the kitchen for something to eat. She opened the refrigerator. Empty, except for some mayonnaise and ketchup. She looked through the cupboards and all she found was some ramen and a couple of cans of beans. Bulma opened the draw where the capsules were kept and took one labeled "scrambled eggs and orange juice". She ate in silence and nearly choked on her juice when Vegeta walked in shirtless and messy-haired.
"Where's my food woman?" Vegeta growled.
Bulma just shrugged.
"Are you sure you want anything from me? I might try and kill you with a bowl of oatmeal again."
Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her and went to the refrigerator and opened it. He raised one eyebrow as if to question why there was nothing in it. Bulma got up and walked over to the draw where she got her capsule from and grabbed another "scrambled eggs and orange juice" capsule for Vegeta and opened it for him at the table. He sat down in front of the food and began to eat slowly as if he was tasting to see if she had poisoned the food. He must've decided it wasn't because he began to eat normally. *This is awkward,* Bulma thought.
"Sorry for yesterday," Bulma blurted out before she realized what she was doing. Vegeta just looked up at her and smirked.
"Baka," he said as he got up to leave.
"Asshole."
"Bitch."
"Jackass."
"Slut."
"Prick."
". . ."
"Ha! You can't think of anything else," Bulma said smugly then stuck her tongue out at him.
"Idiot, I have training to do. You're wasting my time."
"You always say that when you can't think of anything else to say back."
Vegeta grunted and continued to walk away. *I hate it when you do that you pompous idiot,* she thought. She threw the leftovers in the trash and went back to her room to get money. She had planned to go to the mall earlier that week, and today was the perfect day. *
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* Several hours later:
Bulma walked inside Capsule Corp. with several bags hanging from her arms. She dropped them on her bedroom floor with a thud and sat on her bed. She felt more relaxed now that she went shopping. It was one of her favorite things to do. While she was at the mall, she thought of a plan to get Vegeta. She grinned as she went over the details in her head again as she changed her clothes.
A few minutes later she emerged from her room in a mini and a body-hugging shirt. She looked at the clock and it read 4:43. *Another hour until he ends his training,* Bulma thought. On Sundays he always ended his training early and stayed in his room for the rest of the night doing god knows what. *He's going to be going to bed a little later than usual tonight,* she thought evilly. Bulma left her room to go to her lab, her clothed covered by a lab coat, so she could work on something she planned to use on Vegeta. (A/N get your minds out of the gutter you dirty, dirty person. ^_~)
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An hour later (how convenient), Bulma was finally done. She had created a little gadget that would lower Vegeta's ki level to as low as hers. It would be easier to dominate him now, if it worked. Bulma left her with the device in her hand. She stopped at the gravity room window where Vegeta was finishing up his training and gave him a sultry look and winked at him before she walked away. *She's up to something,* Vegeta thought as he landed. He shut of the gravity machine and went to his room to shower.
Meanwhile, Bulma was back in her room, adding finishing touches to herself and the device. Now all she had to do was figure out how she was going to get the bracelet type thing on him. *I'll just improvise,* she thought as she stood outside Vegeta's room door. She listened to figure out what he was doing. She heard the shower running and waited a few minutes before she entered the dark room. Bulma noticed the pile of training clothed that lay on the floor in front of the bathroom and was assured that he was actually in the shower, rather than pretending. She sat in the center of the bed and waited for Vegeta to finish his shower. Bulma was daydreaming about what she wanted to happen when the water went off. She heard Vegeta step out of the shower stall and kept her eyes on the bathroom door to see Vegeta's reaction. When he finally emerged form the steamy room, he did a double take in Bulma's direction.
"What are you doing here, woman?" Vegeta growled angrily, more in an attempt to hide his surprise. He got even angrier with himself when he realized he wanted her here, in his bed.
"C'mon, Vegeta. You know you want me," she said in her sexiest voice and rose from the bed.
She walked over to Vegeta and placed her hand on his chest and the other further down his arm. She had the device in her and moved closer to his wrist so she could strap it on him. Before she could reach his wrist, though, Vegeta grabbed her arm and help it up. *Busted,* she thought.
"What is this, Woman?" he demanded.
"Nothing," she tried to say innocently.
Their bodies were close, practically touching. Bulma liked the way the closeness of their bodies felt. The heat radiated from his body and Bulma had a little trouble controlling herself. She closed the little space that there was between them and pulled her arm from Vegeta's grasp, placing her hands behind his neck.
"Be a sport, Vegeta. It wasn't going to hurt, much."
He raised an eyebrow at her. What was she trying to prove? That she's a genius? For some reason Vegeta wasn't mad and didn't really care. All he wanted to do right now was make her scream his name. *What is wrong with me,* he thought. *I will not be seduced by this human!* But his body wouldn't listen to his mind. His arms seemed to have a mind of their own and wrapped themselves around her waist, and his lips somehow ended up on hers. He ran his hands up and down her back as they kissed. Bulma opened her mouth slightly, inviting his tongue in. Vegeta kissed her neck as one hand explored under her shirt and the under moved down towards her butt.
Bulma led Vegeta towards the bed where they lay down. *This isn't what I had in mind,* she thought as Vegeta tossed her shirt to the floor and his mouth went down her body, leaving trails of kisses behind. Soon her skirt and underwear joined her shirt on the floor. Vegeta kissed Bulma above her pubic bone and around her area, teasing her. He wanted Bulma to beg him to enter her. She squirmed beneath him, but didn't say anything. She knew the game he was playing and wasn't going to give in. Without warning, his tongue was in her and swirled all around. He tested everywhere to see where he weak spot was. A little moan escaped her lips and he knew he had found it. Bulma arched her back as wave after wave of pleasure ran through her body. Her breathing started to get heavy, but she still wouldn't make a sound. *She's not as easy to break as the others,* he thought. Anyone else would have been begging him to enter them and quit messing around, but not her. She definitely had more endurance. *This is going to fun,* Vegeta thought evilly. Vegeta put two fingers inside of her and slowly moved them in and out while still massaging her sensitive spot.
"Do you want me?" Vegeta asked the panting Bulma.
Bulma stood quiet. She couldn't talk, or wouldn't. The pleasure was too much, but she wasn't going to give in that easily, or so she thought. She yelled out in total and pure ecstasy. She hadn't planned to. Oh well. She'd try harder next time.if there was a next time. Vegeta stopped what he was doing and inquired again.
"Do you want me now?"
"Yes," she barely managed.
Vegeta didn't hesitate. He entered her and she cried out again. He thrust himself in and out, slowly at first, but then his own pleasure started to rise. He thrust faster and harder, Bulma's gasps and moans in rhythm with the thrusts. Bulma's legs were wrapped around Vegeta and he held her up by her lower back, getting an even better feeling than before. They both climaxed and Vegeta lay, panting, next to her.
"That's not what I was planning for," Bulma said when she caught her breath.
"I know. It was better." Vegeta said smugly.
Bulma punched his arm playfully. She had to admit, though, it was better than she expected. The chances of her admitting that, however, were slim to none. She curled up next to Vegeta and rested her head on his chest and he put his arm around her waist. *Why'd I just do that?* Vegeta asked himself.
"Woman?" Vegeta asked softly.
No answer.
"Bulma?"
The "hm?" barely escaped from Bulma's throat.
Vegeta whispered a barely audible "I love you" into her hair.
"I love you too, Vegeta." Bulma replied.
Vegeta was glad that it was dark because he began to blush. He didn't think she would hear him. He started to deny that he had said anything, but decided against it. She would probably forget by morning. *I hope,* he thought, thinking about the dent that would make in his pride. Sleep soon came over the two lovers and they slept, never moving through the night.
Author's note: How was that? Good, bad? Review and let me know, please. You don't have to write much. Just say you read the fic and liked it or didn't like it. I would just like to know if people are actually reading this or not. Thanks and look out for Chapter 9. Hopefully it'll be up by next week, but I make no promises.I have midterms to study for.
Bulma sat straight up in her cot. She was covered in a cold sweat. She rubbed her eyes and recalled what she had just seen. The first part was okay, but the second was a little odd and the third was even more so. *It was just a dream,* she told herself. She got up and opened the lab door. The hall was completely dark. She felt her way down the hallways to her room and climbed into her bed. The bed was soft and sleep soon fell upon her once again.
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The light shone through the window onto Bulma's face and she groaned in protest (A/N: déjà vu anyone??). She pulled the covers over her head and tried to go back to sleep. *Hopeless,* she thought. She kicked her covers off and went to the bathroom to shower. After, Bulma went down to the kitchen for something to eat. She opened the refrigerator. Empty, except for some mayonnaise and ketchup. She looked through the cupboards and all she found was some ramen and a couple of cans of beans. Bulma opened the draw where the capsules were kept and took one labeled "scrambled eggs and orange juice". She ate in silence and nearly choked on her juice when Vegeta walked in shirtless and messy-haired.
"Where's my food woman?" Vegeta growled.
Bulma just shrugged.
"Are you sure you want anything from me? I might try and kill you with a bowl of oatmeal again."
Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her and went to the refrigerator and opened it. He raised one eyebrow as if to question why there was nothing in it. Bulma got up and walked over to the draw where she got her capsule from and grabbed another "scrambled eggs and orange juice" capsule for Vegeta and opened it for him at the table. He sat down in front of the food and began to eat slowly as if he was tasting to see if she had poisoned the food. He must've decided it wasn't because he began to eat normally. *This is awkward,* Bulma thought.
"Sorry for yesterday," Bulma blurted out before she realized what she was doing. Vegeta just looked up at her and smirked.
"Baka," he said as he got up to leave.
"Asshole."
"Bitch."
"Jackass."
"Slut."
"Prick."
". . ."
"Ha! You can't think of anything else," Bulma said smugly then stuck her tongue out at him.
"Idiot, I have training to do. You're wasting my time."
"You always say that when you can't think of anything else to say back."
Vegeta grunted and continued to walk away. *I hate it when you do that you pompous idiot,* she thought. She threw the leftovers in the trash and went back to her room to get money. She had planned to go to the mall earlier that week, and today was the perfect day. *
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* Several hours later:
Bulma walked inside Capsule Corp. with several bags hanging from her arms. She dropped them on her bedroom floor with a thud and sat on her bed. She felt more relaxed now that she went shopping. It was one of her favorite things to do. While she was at the mall, she thought of a plan to get Vegeta. She grinned as she went over the details in her head again as she changed her clothes.
A few minutes later she emerged from her room in a mini and a body-hugging shirt. She looked at the clock and it read 4:43. *Another hour until he ends his training,* Bulma thought. On Sundays he always ended his training early and stayed in his room for the rest of the night doing god knows what. *He's going to be going to bed a little later than usual tonight,* she thought evilly. Bulma left her room to go to her lab, her clothed covered by a lab coat, so she could work on something she planned to use on Vegeta. (A/N get your minds out of the gutter you dirty, dirty person. ^_~)
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An hour later (how convenient), Bulma was finally done. She had created a little gadget that would lower Vegeta's ki level to as low as hers. It would be easier to dominate him now, if it worked. Bulma left her with the device in her hand. She stopped at the gravity room window where Vegeta was finishing up his training and gave him a sultry look and winked at him before she walked away. *She's up to something,* Vegeta thought as he landed. He shut of the gravity machine and went to his room to shower.
Meanwhile, Bulma was back in her room, adding finishing touches to herself and the device. Now all she had to do was figure out how she was going to get the bracelet type thing on him. *I'll just improvise,* she thought as she stood outside Vegeta's room door. She listened to figure out what he was doing. She heard the shower running and waited a few minutes before she entered the dark room. Bulma noticed the pile of training clothed that lay on the floor in front of the bathroom and was assured that he was actually in the shower, rather than pretending. She sat in the center of the bed and waited for Vegeta to finish his shower. Bulma was daydreaming about what she wanted to happen when the water went off. She heard Vegeta step out of the shower stall and kept her eyes on the bathroom door to see Vegeta's reaction. When he finally emerged form the steamy room, he did a double take in Bulma's direction.
"What are you doing here, woman?" Vegeta growled angrily, more in an attempt to hide his surprise. He got even angrier with himself when he realized he wanted her here, in his bed.
"C'mon, Vegeta. You know you want me," she said in her sexiest voice and rose from the bed.
She walked over to Vegeta and placed her hand on his chest and the other further down his arm. She had the device in her and moved closer to his wrist so she could strap it on him. Before she could reach his wrist, though, Vegeta grabbed her arm and help it up. *Busted,* she thought.
"What is this, Woman?" he demanded.
"Nothing," she tried to say innocently.
Their bodies were close, practically touching. Bulma liked the way the closeness of their bodies felt. The heat radiated from his body and Bulma had a little trouble controlling herself. She closed the little space that there was between them and pulled her arm from Vegeta's grasp, placing her hands behind his neck.
"Be a sport, Vegeta. It wasn't going to hurt, much."
He raised an eyebrow at her. What was she trying to prove? That she's a genius? For some reason Vegeta wasn't mad and didn't really care. All he wanted to do right now was make her scream his name. *What is wrong with me,* he thought. *I will not be seduced by this human!* But his body wouldn't listen to his mind. His arms seemed to have a mind of their own and wrapped themselves around her waist, and his lips somehow ended up on hers. He ran his hands up and down her back as they kissed. Bulma opened her mouth slightly, inviting his tongue in. Vegeta kissed her neck as one hand explored under her shirt and the under moved down towards her butt.
Bulma led Vegeta towards the bed where they lay down. *This isn't what I had in mind,* she thought as Vegeta tossed her shirt to the floor and his mouth went down her body, leaving trails of kisses behind. Soon her skirt and underwear joined her shirt on the floor. Vegeta kissed Bulma above her pubic bone and around her area, teasing her. He wanted Bulma to beg him to enter her. She squirmed beneath him, but didn't say anything. She knew the game he was playing and wasn't going to give in. Without warning, his tongue was in her and swirled all around. He tested everywhere to see where he weak spot was. A little moan escaped her lips and he knew he had found it. Bulma arched her back as wave after wave of pleasure ran through her body. Her breathing started to get heavy, but she still wouldn't make a sound. *She's not as easy to break as the others,* he thought. Anyone else would have been begging him to enter them and quit messing around, but not her. She definitely had more endurance. *This is going to fun,* Vegeta thought evilly. Vegeta put two fingers inside of her and slowly moved them in and out while still massaging her sensitive spot.
"Do you want me?" Vegeta asked the panting Bulma.
Bulma stood quiet. She couldn't talk, or wouldn't. The pleasure was too much, but she wasn't going to give in that easily, or so she thought. She yelled out in total and pure ecstasy. She hadn't planned to. Oh well. She'd try harder next time.if there was a next time. Vegeta stopped what he was doing and inquired again.
"Do you want me now?"
"Yes," she barely managed.
Vegeta didn't hesitate. He entered her and she cried out again. He thrust himself in and out, slowly at first, but then his own pleasure started to rise. He thrust faster and harder, Bulma's gasps and moans in rhythm with the thrusts. Bulma's legs were wrapped around Vegeta and he held her up by her lower back, getting an even better feeling than before. They both climaxed and Vegeta lay, panting, next to her.
"That's not what I was planning for," Bulma said when she caught her breath.
"I know. It was better." Vegeta said smugly.
Bulma punched his arm playfully. She had to admit, though, it was better than she expected. The chances of her admitting that, however, were slim to none. She curled up next to Vegeta and rested her head on his chest and he put his arm around her waist. *Why'd I just do that?* Vegeta asked himself.
"Woman?" Vegeta asked softly.
No answer.
"Bulma?"
The "hm?" barely escaped from Bulma's throat.
Vegeta whispered a barely audible "I love you" into her hair.
"I love you too, Vegeta." Bulma replied.
Vegeta was glad that it was dark because he began to blush. He didn't think she would hear him. He started to deny that he had said anything, but decided against it. She would probably forget by morning. *I hope,* he thought, thinking about the dent that would make in his pride. Sleep soon came over the two lovers and they slept, never moving through the night.
Author's note: How was that? Good, bad? Review and let me know, please. You don't have to write much. Just say you read the fic and liked it or didn't like it. I would just like to know if people are actually reading this or not. Thanks and look out for Chapter 9. Hopefully it'll be up by next week, but I make no promises.I have midterms to study for.