Tribulation
R
Ryo Angel
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mushi-azn, Da bomb, this one's for you!
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He cradled her in his arms, heart pounding, "Stupid Woman." He growled, his grip on her tightening.
Her hand roamed over his body, "You're real?" She asked in a hollow voice. "You're not an illusion?" Her hands
caressed his face, fingers tracing his soft lips, "You're real..." She breathed in wonder, "You're not an illusion. You're
real. You're real. You're real." Was all she said as she wrapped her arms around him, eyes wide open. "You're real.
You're real. You're real." They sat there on the cold ground, one comforting, the other shaking.
"Of course I'm real, Woman." Vegeta said, stroking her hair. "And I'll never leave."
"Never leave?" She echoed, pulling her head back until they were eye to eye.
He shook his head, "I'll never leave you."
"Never leave you." She agreed, leaning in for a kiss.
"I love you."
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Will you tell me everything's okay?
Hold me close and whisper you love me?
Even if it's a lie?
My tears won't stop falling,
And my heart feels ready to burst.
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"Lie to me." She whispered, claiming his mouth for her own.
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Don't push me away today.
Just lie to me and tell me you care.
Tell me you love me even if you don't feel it.
Just hold me close and whisper you love me.
Only me.
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He scooped her up into his arms and flew into her room, his lips peppering her face with kisses as he set her down
on the bed gently, peeling away the thin fabric that clung to her, worshipping her body the only way he knew how.
His fingers carressed every part of her and his lips touched every scar on her body, every blemish.
She writhed beneath him, her fists grew white as they twisted the bedsheets. He trailed downwards, licking and
nibbling at the insides of her thigh, soft and sensitive, the only area of her body that was free from abuse. He drew
inwards toward her sweet center.
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I am weak.
Weak and foolish to fall in love.
But it can't be undone.
I have opened up this door,
And now I can't close it.
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"I need you." She whispered, beckoning him upwards, away from his destinaton. Her hands pushed at his clothing.
He pulled away from her long enough to ripped them from his body. Useless rags that they are, they fluttered to the
ground, lying there in a sad crumpled pile. Flesh against flesh, her fingers traced every part of him, brushing against
his manhood, jerking slightly away when it leapt eager into her hands. He groaned as she tentatively carressed it,
gripping it in her small hand, her thumb stroking the tip in a circular motion. He grabbed her hand.
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Don't shove me into the light,
Let me stay in the darkness today.
A place where I can be myself.
A place where I don't have to act.
Just hold me close and whisper you love me.
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"No." Bulma whispered.
Vegeta only chuckled, bringing her hand up and kissing it, tasting a bit of himself on her, "There's more." He posed to
enter her, his eyes opened in surprise when the tip of him touched her maidenhead. "You're..."
"Surprised?" Bulma clenched her inner muscles together, "You'll hurt me." She stated calmly.
"Not if you don't want it." Vegeta almost begged her to give him permission. He was so close.
She gave him a sweet trusting smile and gripped his shoulder blades as she thrust her hips upwards, biting back her
scream.
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The tears keep on falling,
Drowning me,
Killing me.
Tell me everything's okay.
Tell me nothing will harm me.
********************************************
He kept still, his arms around her, trying to absorb the pain into his own person as he kissed her tears away. He
could feel her muscles tightening themselves all around him and he bit back the urge to pound into her again and
again. He was surprised to say the least that she was still a virgin. And even more so when she thrust upwards to
rip it. She was calm now and her hips squirm with impatience. A small smile on his face, he started to move against
her, slowly at first, but when she showed no sign of pain, he began to more faster, groaning when she began to
move with him, her small moans and mews of pleasure goaded him onwards. Hips crashing together with each
thrust, he kissed along her jawline, mouth circling her neck. He could feel the rush of her blood as it pounded below
his lips. With one final thrust, he bit down on her as he released his seed in her warm protective womb, vowing to
never let her go as he tasted ambrosia.
********************************************
Just hold me.
And whisper you love me.
Even if it's a lie.
********************************************
Bulma woke up peaceful, as if a large burden has been lifted from her. For the first time, she did not have the urge to
rip through her skin to drive out the burning sensation of painful existance. She felt free - free to do as she wish.
When she tried to move, she felt something blocking her way. Adjusting her eyes, she saw a man next to her in her
bed. Blinking rapidly, she tried to remember what she had done the previous day. 'Vegeta...' She remembered. She
turned her gaze back to the man next to her and saw that it was indeed Vegeta, though a little weary. She nudged
him, "Vegeta?" She whispered, not really wanting him to awaken, but he did. His dark eyes gaze into her own. She
tilted her chin down, but her eyes remained fixed on his - the pose of a shy woman.
"So you're finally awake, Woman." He stood up and stretched, the sheet falling away, revealing his naked form.
Blushing, Bulma looked away, "How are you?" He asked, his voice tender.
A rush of energy flooded through her and she blinked when she felt his touch. She turned to him, "Thank-you." She
told him, sitting up, "For everything." She leaned in for a brief kiss, but Vegeta had other ideas. Pushing her back
onto the bed, he tugged at her lower lip with his thumb and when they parted, he thrust his tongue into her. Slightly
surprised with this invasion, Bulma touched the tip of her tongue to his before pulling it back away. But Vegeta kept
persisting, drawing her tongue out for a dance of dominance.
Bulma began to feel agitated between her thighs and she figeted to try and get comfortable. His laughter rumbled
down into her own throat. Ending the kiss, he licked her lips. His eyes flew to the mark he placed on her and
smirked, "You are now mine." He told her.
Frowning, Bulma shook her head, "I belong to no man."
He licked his mark on her and grinned when he felt her shiver of desire, "Good thing I'm Saiyen."
"Ha... Half." She whimpered.
"Yes," He agreed huskily, sucking on her neck, his hand roving downwards.
"Don't." She whispered. Getting his desire under control he nodded, placing a small kiss on her neck. She gripped his
back and rolled them over so she was on top. Pulling back, she looked him in the eyes, "I belong to no one." She
told him monotonically, her eyes glazed over, "Because I am lost." She crushed his mouth with her own, silencing his
questions as she sat up and sank down onto his throbbing manhood, moaning as he filled her. Her lips poised over
his neck, she could feel the rush of his blood between her lips and she fought the urge to bite down on him.
"Please..." It was his turn to beg. She was in power now and she relished it, smirking as she lifted herself up and
came crashing down, delighting in his moan of pleasure. She rest for a few seconds, concentrating on setting her
mind to another place, while still retaining enough to feel each jolt of pleasure that ran through her nerves. Slowly
she began to move, her inner muscles clenched tightly. When she felt that Vegeta couldn't wait any longer, she
allowed her mind to return and her pace increased, her inner muscles still clenched tightly. "Oh..." She breathed as
she came down one last time, the rush of his seed went through her in great spurts and she milked him for all he
had. "I don't want to be lost anymore..." She whispered, falling asleep, still connected to him.
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Everything was leading up to this point in the story. Besides, I know you guys were rooting for a lemon. Right?
*nervous look* I could be wrong...
Yamcha is coming next chapter. Should Goku reveal his Saiyen temper? *evil grin* Beat the crap out of the bastard.
What the hell does he want anyways?
Anyways, I decided to give you guys an angst free Bulma for ONE chapter, well, not COMPLETELY angst free, but you
know what I mean. Especially since the last time I updated, I had her die... ^^;;
mushi-azn - Please don't hurt me. And don't you think this chappy is much more... pleasurable to read? ^^
Da Bomb - Don't worry about the reviews that much. I'm cool with it. I know people are busy and probably away during the summer.
http://geocities.com/moonlily001/
My website. ^_^
R
Ryo Angel
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mushi-azn, Da bomb, this one's for you!
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He cradled her in his arms, heart pounding, "Stupid Woman." He growled, his grip on her tightening.
Her hand roamed over his body, "You're real?" She asked in a hollow voice. "You're not an illusion?" Her hands
caressed his face, fingers tracing his soft lips, "You're real..." She breathed in wonder, "You're not an illusion. You're
real. You're real. You're real." Was all she said as she wrapped her arms around him, eyes wide open. "You're real.
You're real. You're real." They sat there on the cold ground, one comforting, the other shaking.
"Of course I'm real, Woman." Vegeta said, stroking her hair. "And I'll never leave."
"Never leave?" She echoed, pulling her head back until they were eye to eye.
He shook his head, "I'll never leave you."
"Never leave you." She agreed, leaning in for a kiss.
"I love you."
********************************************
Will you tell me everything's okay?
Hold me close and whisper you love me?
Even if it's a lie?
My tears won't stop falling,
And my heart feels ready to burst.
********************************************
"Lie to me." She whispered, claiming his mouth for her own.
********************************************
Don't push me away today.
Just lie to me and tell me you care.
Tell me you love me even if you don't feel it.
Just hold me close and whisper you love me.
Only me.
********************************************
He scooped her up into his arms and flew into her room, his lips peppering her face with kisses as he set her down
on the bed gently, peeling away the thin fabric that clung to her, worshipping her body the only way he knew how.
His fingers carressed every part of her and his lips touched every scar on her body, every blemish.
She writhed beneath him, her fists grew white as they twisted the bedsheets. He trailed downwards, licking and
nibbling at the insides of her thigh, soft and sensitive, the only area of her body that was free from abuse. He drew
inwards toward her sweet center.
********************************************
I am weak.
Weak and foolish to fall in love.
But it can't be undone.
I have opened up this door,
And now I can't close it.
********************************************
"I need you." She whispered, beckoning him upwards, away from his destinaton. Her hands pushed at his clothing.
He pulled away from her long enough to ripped them from his body. Useless rags that they are, they fluttered to the
ground, lying there in a sad crumpled pile. Flesh against flesh, her fingers traced every part of him, brushing against
his manhood, jerking slightly away when it leapt eager into her hands. He groaned as she tentatively carressed it,
gripping it in her small hand, her thumb stroking the tip in a circular motion. He grabbed her hand.
********************************************
Don't shove me into the light,
Let me stay in the darkness today.
A place where I can be myself.
A place where I don't have to act.
Just hold me close and whisper you love me.
********************************************
"No." Bulma whispered.
Vegeta only chuckled, bringing her hand up and kissing it, tasting a bit of himself on her, "There's more." He posed to
enter her, his eyes opened in surprise when the tip of him touched her maidenhead. "You're..."
"Surprised?" Bulma clenched her inner muscles together, "You'll hurt me." She stated calmly.
"Not if you don't want it." Vegeta almost begged her to give him permission. He was so close.
She gave him a sweet trusting smile and gripped his shoulder blades as she thrust her hips upwards, biting back her
scream.
********************************************
The tears keep on falling,
Drowning me,
Killing me.
Tell me everything's okay.
Tell me nothing will harm me.
********************************************
He kept still, his arms around her, trying to absorb the pain into his own person as he kissed her tears away. He
could feel her muscles tightening themselves all around him and he bit back the urge to pound into her again and
again. He was surprised to say the least that she was still a virgin. And even more so when she thrust upwards to
rip it. She was calm now and her hips squirm with impatience. A small smile on his face, he started to move against
her, slowly at first, but when she showed no sign of pain, he began to more faster, groaning when she began to
move with him, her small moans and mews of pleasure goaded him onwards. Hips crashing together with each
thrust, he kissed along her jawline, mouth circling her neck. He could feel the rush of her blood as it pounded below
his lips. With one final thrust, he bit down on her as he released his seed in her warm protective womb, vowing to
never let her go as he tasted ambrosia.
********************************************
Just hold me.
And whisper you love me.
Even if it's a lie.
********************************************
Bulma woke up peaceful, as if a large burden has been lifted from her. For the first time, she did not have the urge to
rip through her skin to drive out the burning sensation of painful existance. She felt free - free to do as she wish.
When she tried to move, she felt something blocking her way. Adjusting her eyes, she saw a man next to her in her
bed. Blinking rapidly, she tried to remember what she had done the previous day. 'Vegeta...' She remembered. She
turned her gaze back to the man next to her and saw that it was indeed Vegeta, though a little weary. She nudged
him, "Vegeta?" She whispered, not really wanting him to awaken, but he did. His dark eyes gaze into her own. She
tilted her chin down, but her eyes remained fixed on his - the pose of a shy woman.
"So you're finally awake, Woman." He stood up and stretched, the sheet falling away, revealing his naked form.
Blushing, Bulma looked away, "How are you?" He asked, his voice tender.
A rush of energy flooded through her and she blinked when she felt his touch. She turned to him, "Thank-you." She
told him, sitting up, "For everything." She leaned in for a brief kiss, but Vegeta had other ideas. Pushing her back
onto the bed, he tugged at her lower lip with his thumb and when they parted, he thrust his tongue into her. Slightly
surprised with this invasion, Bulma touched the tip of her tongue to his before pulling it back away. But Vegeta kept
persisting, drawing her tongue out for a dance of dominance.
Bulma began to feel agitated between her thighs and she figeted to try and get comfortable. His laughter rumbled
down into her own throat. Ending the kiss, he licked her lips. His eyes flew to the mark he placed on her and
smirked, "You are now mine." He told her.
Frowning, Bulma shook her head, "I belong to no man."
He licked his mark on her and grinned when he felt her shiver of desire, "Good thing I'm Saiyen."
"Ha... Half." She whimpered.
"Yes," He agreed huskily, sucking on her neck, his hand roving downwards.
"Don't." She whispered. Getting his desire under control he nodded, placing a small kiss on her neck. She gripped his
back and rolled them over so she was on top. Pulling back, she looked him in the eyes, "I belong to no one." She
told him monotonically, her eyes glazed over, "Because I am lost." She crushed his mouth with her own, silencing his
questions as she sat up and sank down onto his throbbing manhood, moaning as he filled her. Her lips poised over
his neck, she could feel the rush of his blood between her lips and she fought the urge to bite down on him.
"Please..." It was his turn to beg. She was in power now and she relished it, smirking as she lifted herself up and
came crashing down, delighting in his moan of pleasure. She rest for a few seconds, concentrating on setting her
mind to another place, while still retaining enough to feel each jolt of pleasure that ran through her nerves. Slowly
she began to move, her inner muscles clenched tightly. When she felt that Vegeta couldn't wait any longer, she
allowed her mind to return and her pace increased, her inner muscles still clenched tightly. "Oh..." She breathed as
she came down one last time, the rush of his seed went through her in great spurts and she milked him for all he
had. "I don't want to be lost anymore..." She whispered, falling asleep, still connected to him.
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Everything was leading up to this point in the story. Besides, I know you guys were rooting for a lemon. Right?
*nervous look* I could be wrong...
Yamcha is coming next chapter. Should Goku reveal his Saiyen temper? *evil grin* Beat the crap out of the bastard.
What the hell does he want anyways?
Anyways, I decided to give you guys an angst free Bulma for ONE chapter, well, not COMPLETELY angst free, but you
know what I mean. Especially since the last time I updated, I had her die... ^^;;
mushi-azn - Please don't hurt me. And don't you think this chappy is much more... pleasurable to read? ^^
Da Bomb - Don't worry about the reviews that much. I'm cool with it. I know people are busy and probably away during the summer.
http://geocities.com/moonlily001/
My website. ^_^