Disclaimer, disclaimer, disclaimer. This is starting to get really
annoying.
Ok, last time:
"Do what? Vegeta, you're scaring me." Then she felt it - a sharp sting on her neck. Vegeta bit her! "What are you doing?!" she yelled, trying to shove him off of her. Seconds later her struggling ceased and all she felt was unfathomable pleasure. (What are you doing to me?) she thought.
And now:
"What?!"
"Please, dear, don't take it like that! There's still nothing to worry - "
RRRRIIIINNNNGGGG!!!!
Dr. Briefs turned to look at the phone. He sighed. (I wonder what trouble Vegeta got himself into this time.)
~*~*~ Capsule Corp. [I just can't wait!!!!!!!!] ~*~*~
Bulma was deeply sleeping right now. Vegeta, though, was about as awake as someone could get.
He didn't have much energy left, or strength for that matter, but he couldn't fall asleep. And honestly, he didn't want to.
He kept looking at Bulma, trying to decide if he did the right thing or not. Well, it really was a lot of fun 'helping' her 'cut'. But biting her? Was that a smart thing to do?
At the moment he bit her he had no doubts. He had known he wanted her and knew she wanted him, and somehow knew that no other woman could take her place, most especially now.
And even though his pride wouldn't let him admit it, he knew he loved her. What surprised was he never thought he'd let himself fall in love. But Bulma. . .
She was smart and beautiful, her temper perfectly matched his own, and she could last an entire night with him - while sick and injured. She was absolutely perfect for him.
Not even a Sayain woman of high class would be able to do all the things Bulma could - though the Sayain woman might know how to cook a good meal. . .
Vegeta chuckled, shook his head and looked again at Bulma. She looks. . . (Like an angel. I wonder why Kakarot never tried to take her? Or that bumbling weakling she went out with for so long?) Vegeta smirked at his own luck. (Oh, well. At least I got her. And. . .)
Vegeta sighed, trying not to think what his mind was urging him to. Finally giving up, he rolled over and pulled Bulma into his arms. "Listen up, woman. You'll probably never here me say this again, but. . ." He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "I love you, Bulma."
Bulma quietly moaned in her sleep, snuggling up closer to Vegeta, so close she snuggled her nose right under his.
"Wait - are you awake?"
Bulma giggled.
"You heard. . . what I said?"
Bulma kissed the tip of his nose. "Yeah. Love you, too. Oh, and, the bite?"
Vegeta blinked. "I already explained - "
"I know. But you forgot something."
"How would YOU know? I'M the Saiya-jin!"
"You told me that. . . the bite's mutual."
Vegeta blinked. He hadn't even thought of that. "Clever girl."
Bulma smiled and placed her hands on his chest, pushing him gently back onto the bed. "Ok," she sighed, trying to believe she was actually going to do this. "Where do I . . ?"
Vegeta tilted his head to the left, exposing the thickly muscled side of his neck. The spot she was supposed to bite.
Bulma bent down to his neck and took a deep breath. Vegeta closed his eyes, a faint smile appearing on his lips. (She really wants to do this. . .)
Trying not to hesitate further, she bit down on his neck - and damn near broke a tooth. She jerked back, holding her mouth.
Vegeta looked confused at first. She didn't break the skin. . . (Oh) he thought. Duh. He forcefully relaxed his muscles. Not an easy thing to do so quickly. "Try it again."
She looked at him like he was stupid.
"Try it again," he repeated.
Giving him a skeptical look, like she was trying to make a fool of him, she bit him again. And drew blood.
A second later she was sitting back, hnd over mouth with a look of disgust on her face. She didn't want to swallow his blood.
Vegeta pulled her back down to him. "I did it to you. You wanted to do this."
"You started it," Bulma mumbled back. But nonetheless, she had to admit she wants this, too. But. . . drinking his blood like a vampire? Swallowing first her pride, she shook her head and lowered to his neck again. She licked the blood that had welled up and trickled over, surprised to find that it *didn't* taste gross or metallic. (You guys really ARE aliens) she thought. She put her mouth over the wound and sucked a little, starting to like this taste.
She could have sworn she heard Vegeta moan, but at this point, all she could be sure she was hearing was the wind.
~*~*~ Son Home~*~*~
"Goku, quit pacing and come back to bed!" Chichi moaned.
Goku stopped pacing suddenly. "Ok," he said and crawled under the covers.
Chichi was shocked. He'd never given in like this so easily. Not unless. . . "Ok, what happened?"
"Nothing."
"Goku, I know you. Something - mmmph!" Shocked again! Obviously Goku didn't want to talk about it, 'cause he kissed her to make her quit talking.
"Good night."
"Uh-huh. At least you're not going to. . . GOKU! You fell asleep!!"
Light, quiet snoring was her answer. Swearing her luck to the night, she laid fully down and let her eyes close, making a mental note to not feed Goku until he told her what was going on.
~*~*~ Next morning at Capsule Corp. ~*~*~
"Bulma! We're home!!"
"Honey deary? Are you up?" Bunny glanced around a few corners (sorta) and shrugged at her husband.
"The Gravity Room hasn't been touched. Not in a while."
"It's four in the morning! Vegeta's usually up and getting a head-start on his training by now!"
Suddenly Dr. Briefs looked shocked, getting an unwanted thought of Vegeta being off somewhere dumping his daughter's lifeless body. He shuddered and shook his head, ignoring the way his wife was looking at him. "Let's check her room. She's usually in a deep sleep right now."
"Alright, honey. And I'll check Vegeta's room, just to make sure."
Dr. Briefs nodded and both started up the stairs. They stopped, however, when they heard crashing and screaming was someone was being murdered. From Bulma's room.
They broke into a run and burst through her door, expecting to see a fight between the two, but instead. . .
"Oh, my goodness!"
"Out the door!"
"What the- Mom? Dad?"
"GET OUT OF HERE!!"
And then the door slammed.
Outside Dr. Breifs leaned against the door and Bunny was panting, her eyes open for once, hands on knees. Then she smiled, eyes closing, and said - happily - "I'm going to get a grandchild!!"
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Glad I'm back and updated? Sorry it took so long. Plus I'm kind of depressed. Ya see, my Transformations story was 'removed' And I have no way of getting it back. *sigh* At least I still have Sickness!
*Cheers are heard from the DBZ cast*
Ok, last time:
"Do what? Vegeta, you're scaring me." Then she felt it - a sharp sting on her neck. Vegeta bit her! "What are you doing?!" she yelled, trying to shove him off of her. Seconds later her struggling ceased and all she felt was unfathomable pleasure. (What are you doing to me?) she thought.
And now:
"What?!"
"Please, dear, don't take it like that! There's still nothing to worry - "
RRRRIIIINNNNGGGG!!!!
Dr. Briefs turned to look at the phone. He sighed. (I wonder what trouble Vegeta got himself into this time.)
~*~*~ Capsule Corp. [I just can't wait!!!!!!!!] ~*~*~
Bulma was deeply sleeping right now. Vegeta, though, was about as awake as someone could get.
He didn't have much energy left, or strength for that matter, but he couldn't fall asleep. And honestly, he didn't want to.
He kept looking at Bulma, trying to decide if he did the right thing or not. Well, it really was a lot of fun 'helping' her 'cut'. But biting her? Was that a smart thing to do?
At the moment he bit her he had no doubts. He had known he wanted her and knew she wanted him, and somehow knew that no other woman could take her place, most especially now.
And even though his pride wouldn't let him admit it, he knew he loved her. What surprised was he never thought he'd let himself fall in love. But Bulma. . .
She was smart and beautiful, her temper perfectly matched his own, and she could last an entire night with him - while sick and injured. She was absolutely perfect for him.
Not even a Sayain woman of high class would be able to do all the things Bulma could - though the Sayain woman might know how to cook a good meal. . .
Vegeta chuckled, shook his head and looked again at Bulma. She looks. . . (Like an angel. I wonder why Kakarot never tried to take her? Or that bumbling weakling she went out with for so long?) Vegeta smirked at his own luck. (Oh, well. At least I got her. And. . .)
Vegeta sighed, trying not to think what his mind was urging him to. Finally giving up, he rolled over and pulled Bulma into his arms. "Listen up, woman. You'll probably never here me say this again, but. . ." He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "I love you, Bulma."
Bulma quietly moaned in her sleep, snuggling up closer to Vegeta, so close she snuggled her nose right under his.
"Wait - are you awake?"
Bulma giggled.
"You heard. . . what I said?"
Bulma kissed the tip of his nose. "Yeah. Love you, too. Oh, and, the bite?"
Vegeta blinked. "I already explained - "
"I know. But you forgot something."
"How would YOU know? I'M the Saiya-jin!"
"You told me that. . . the bite's mutual."
Vegeta blinked. He hadn't even thought of that. "Clever girl."
Bulma smiled and placed her hands on his chest, pushing him gently back onto the bed. "Ok," she sighed, trying to believe she was actually going to do this. "Where do I . . ?"
Vegeta tilted his head to the left, exposing the thickly muscled side of his neck. The spot she was supposed to bite.
Bulma bent down to his neck and took a deep breath. Vegeta closed his eyes, a faint smile appearing on his lips. (She really wants to do this. . .)
Trying not to hesitate further, she bit down on his neck - and damn near broke a tooth. She jerked back, holding her mouth.
Vegeta looked confused at first. She didn't break the skin. . . (Oh) he thought. Duh. He forcefully relaxed his muscles. Not an easy thing to do so quickly. "Try it again."
She looked at him like he was stupid.
"Try it again," he repeated.
Giving him a skeptical look, like she was trying to make a fool of him, she bit him again. And drew blood.
A second later she was sitting back, hnd over mouth with a look of disgust on her face. She didn't want to swallow his blood.
Vegeta pulled her back down to him. "I did it to you. You wanted to do this."
"You started it," Bulma mumbled back. But nonetheless, she had to admit she wants this, too. But. . . drinking his blood like a vampire? Swallowing first her pride, she shook her head and lowered to his neck again. She licked the blood that had welled up and trickled over, surprised to find that it *didn't* taste gross or metallic. (You guys really ARE aliens) she thought. She put her mouth over the wound and sucked a little, starting to like this taste.
She could have sworn she heard Vegeta moan, but at this point, all she could be sure she was hearing was the wind.
~*~*~ Son Home~*~*~
"Goku, quit pacing and come back to bed!" Chichi moaned.
Goku stopped pacing suddenly. "Ok," he said and crawled under the covers.
Chichi was shocked. He'd never given in like this so easily. Not unless. . . "Ok, what happened?"
"Nothing."
"Goku, I know you. Something - mmmph!" Shocked again! Obviously Goku didn't want to talk about it, 'cause he kissed her to make her quit talking.
"Good night."
"Uh-huh. At least you're not going to. . . GOKU! You fell asleep!!"
Light, quiet snoring was her answer. Swearing her luck to the night, she laid fully down and let her eyes close, making a mental note to not feed Goku until he told her what was going on.
~*~*~ Next morning at Capsule Corp. ~*~*~
"Bulma! We're home!!"
"Honey deary? Are you up?" Bunny glanced around a few corners (sorta) and shrugged at her husband.
"The Gravity Room hasn't been touched. Not in a while."
"It's four in the morning! Vegeta's usually up and getting a head-start on his training by now!"
Suddenly Dr. Briefs looked shocked, getting an unwanted thought of Vegeta being off somewhere dumping his daughter's lifeless body. He shuddered and shook his head, ignoring the way his wife was looking at him. "Let's check her room. She's usually in a deep sleep right now."
"Alright, honey. And I'll check Vegeta's room, just to make sure."
Dr. Briefs nodded and both started up the stairs. They stopped, however, when they heard crashing and screaming was someone was being murdered. From Bulma's room.
They broke into a run and burst through her door, expecting to see a fight between the two, but instead. . .
"Oh, my goodness!"
"Out the door!"
"What the- Mom? Dad?"
"GET OUT OF HERE!!"
And then the door slammed.
Outside Dr. Breifs leaned against the door and Bunny was panting, her eyes open for once, hands on knees. Then she smiled, eyes closing, and said - happily - "I'm going to get a grandchild!!"
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Glad I'm back and updated? Sorry it took so long. Plus I'm kind of depressed. Ya see, my Transformations story was 'removed' And I have no way of getting it back. *sigh* At least I still have Sickness!
*Cheers are heard from the DBZ cast*