Life at Capsule Corp

Chapter 3

"Will he be okay, Honey?" Mrs Briefs chewed nervously on a fingernail.

Dr Briefs stepped back from the bed. Between Bulma and himself, they had managed to carry the heavy Saiyajin to the on-site medical centre.

"I think so, he's a very resilient young man, but he's still going to need rest."

He was more shaken by Vegeta's state than he was willing to let on; the young warrior had always seemed invincible to the old man, so seeing him so weakened like this was more than a little unnerving. Noticing the women's concern growing rapidly into fear, the doctor tried to lighten the situation,

"Yes he'll be fine. You know I think the only thing he didn't bruise was his eyebrows."

Putting an arm around his tearful wife's shoulders, he led her from the room, knowing that their daughter would want a moment alone with the unconscious man.

Bulma stood at Vegeta's bedside, watching him as he slept, remembering how she had watched him a few days prior. She turned to leave when he suddenly spoke,

"Ka…karrot…"

She turned back, half expecting to see him sitting up and raring to go; but no, he was still unconscious and talking in his sleep.

"I'll get stronger, Kakarrot…I'll…beat you…"

Moving back to the bed, she felt his forehead; he was feverish, hence the dreaming. Unwilling to leave him alone in this state, she sat at the small desk beside the bed and slid her slippers off. After all, he had stayed with her when she had been ill.

Yawning, she put her head on her arms and joined Vegeta in the world of dreams.

The courtesan sighed with pleasure as the prince moved over her, no-one could make her feel the way he did in the bedroom and while she was assigned to pleasure him, she would do her utmost to make him feel the same about her.

He whimpered as he penetrated her, the intense feeling leaving him gasping for breath,

"I didn't think…that…courtesans could be…ahhh…this tight."

She squeezed her inner walls around his shaft, causing him to cry out meekly.

"Well, Sire…when I came into…the Royal house's employ…I was only ever intended…for you-"

She broke off with a cry of her own as he pushed as deep as he could and slowly drew out again,

"And besides…I didn't think that…you had to be gentle."

"I don't," he buried his face in her neck, seeking closer contact, "but with you, you're so…uuhhh…responsive…that I enjoy making. You. Squeal."

He punctuated his last two words with a snap of his hips, slamming their bodies together and making her cry out again.

As she felt the warning tickle of impending release, her fingers dug into his finely muscled shoulders and her hips humped wildly against his.

Moaning his achievement, he assented to her unspoken plea and pistoned in and out of her, racing her to climax and when she peaked, clutching wildly at him and screaming his name, he spilled inside her, biting down on her shoulder as he did so.

Vegeta jolted awake, mercifully awoken from the nightmare he was having. Sensing another presence in the room, he snapped his head around – instantly wincing at the sudden movement to his damaged neck – to see Bulma asleep at the table by the bed.

As much as he hated to admit it, he was touched; she'd returned the favour and stayed with him as he had her. Sliding silently from the bed so as not to wake her, he moved past her to exit the small room when a sweet, musky scent caught his attention.

Sniffing, he realised it was coming from the sleeping woman. Taking a wary step closer, he smelled her again and felt a sudden and simultaneous dilating of his eyes and involuntary tightening between his legs.

She was aroused and the scent she was giving off called directly to the most animal part of him. He had to fight with himself not to wake her up and throw her onto the still warm bed.

Taking a step back as she stirred, he was surprised to hear her murmur his name,

"Mmm, Vegeta…yes…Sire…touch…mmm…"

His eyes widened as he realised she was getting all hot and bothered over a dream involving him.

He smirked as he turned to limp out the door; how interesting.

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