Author's Note:
Sorry I went MIA. Took a week off to refresh and refocus.
But I find it a little fitting since this chapter is a time skip. Three weeks from the last chapter.
smut warning, rough sex*
Chapter 18: In a Tizzy
Bulma was sweating. Her teeth clenched around her mouth guard. She sidestepped Vegeta's punch, attempting a jab at his side. She made contact. Vegeta took advantage of her lowered guard and took aim at the left side of her head, grazing part of the helmet by her ear. Bulma tried another combination, but Vegeta saw through her move, catching her in the shoulder. Suddenly, Bulma put her arms up in a time out position. Vegeta quickly stood up straight, shrugging out of his boxing gloves and spitting out his mouth guard. He rushed to his girlfriend.
"You okay?" His voice was full of concern. He grabbed her mouthguard from between her teeth.
"Yeah," Bulma said, breathless. "Just need a break."
They made their way out of the ring.
"A few weeks of training and you've already improved immensely." Vegeta said as he handed her a water bottle.
Bulma slumped against the side of the ring, gulping down her water. It had been almost three weeks since her and Vegeta had starting sparring for real. She remembered his speech before they started.
"Sparring is probably the most important training aspect of being a fighter. Sparring goes beyond punching and defense. This is where you actually learn to fight. You get to see what works and what doesn't. You find out exactly what needs to be improved. Training on bags and mitts only develops technique. Training in the ring develops your fighting skills." (1)
"What're you thinking about?" Vegeta asked, interrupting Bulma's flashback.
She smiled up at him. "Just remembering your speech about sparring. You seemed very nervous to fight me that first day."
"Tsch. I was. I didn't want to hurt you." He sat down beside her.
"And now?"
He looked deep into her eyes. "I still worry about hurting you." He smirked. "But now I have to worry about you hurting me. I can't underestimate you." Vegeta tugged on one of her braids.
Bulma giggled and leaned her head on his shoulder. He put his hand on her knee. He inched his way up higher, his destination obvious. Bulma stood up suddenly.
"One more round."
"Bulma." Vegeta's voice was serious.
"Come on."
Bulma's fixation with fighting was starting to make Vegeta uneasy. Ever since Zarbon had approached her mother, she'd been adamant about increasing her training, even though they hadn't heard anything from the Cold Gym since. He followed her up into the ring and stood behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders. She turned her head to look at him.
"Bulma." He said again quietly.
Her eyebrows slanted in anger. "Vegeta. Not this again. How come you get to beat yourself bloody when you train, but when I try to push myself you tell me I need to stop? It's not fair."
He tried to pull her into his arms. That usually got her to concede. Not this time apparently. She shoved him off her. She threw a left hook to his face, making him step back. He narrowed his eyes at her. She threw another punch, but he caught her by the wrist. She tried throwing with her other arm, but he caught that hand too. She went to kick him and he toppled over, taking her down with him. She was straddling his hips and Vegeta still had her wrists in his hands. He pulled her arms over his head, making her lean over him and captured her lips with his. Bulma moaned into the kiss. Vegeta moved his hands to her hips, pushing her down over his erection. Bulma's hands stayed above him to slide into his hair. She felt Vegeta starting to pull her shorts down so she repositioned herself to help him get them off, kicking off her shoes at the same time. Once bottomless, she sat up and grabbed the waistband to Vegeta's shorts, dragging them down until his dick sprang free. Her mouth started to water at the sight.
"God, woman. I almost blow my load every time you look at my cock like that." He squirmed underneath her.
Bulma felt powerful. She wrapped her hand around his base and began slowly pumping him. A bead of precum formed at his tip. Seeing him underneath her with his cock in her hand was making her wet. She wanted to feel him inside her. She leaned up and starting sinking down on his shaft.
"Ohhhh," she let out a drawn-out moan as he bottomed out inside her.
Vegeta let out an equally dragged-out groan as he felt her tight pussy flutter around him. "Fuck."
Bulma started slowly up and back down his cock. She rested her upper body down on Vegeta and really started to move. She humped him, snapping her hips so fast she could feel her ass wiggle. Vegeta smacked a cheek.
"Yes, baby! Ride me. Just like that." Vegeta was meeting her thrust for thrust, pushing up into her from the floor.
"Oh god. This feels so good..." Bulma breathed out quietly.
She buried her head into Vegeta's shoulder. She loved feeling their sweaty bodies sliding against each other. Vegeta had his arms wraps around her back and was helping her take his cock. Their lovemaking was savage.
"I need to taste you," Vegeta stated suddenly. Without preamble he grabbed her and moved her so her dripping pussy was above his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and licked at her clit.
"Uhhhh!" Bulma groaned. She had to place her hands in front of her on the floor to hold herself up. She began riding Vegeta's face. Her arms and legs were shaking. Vegeta didn't let up on his torture. He sucked at her clit. Slid his tongue along her opening. Then he started licking in just the right spot that he knew made her cum hard every time.
"Oh! Ve-Vegeta!" Bulma felt his expert tongue devouring her. "Wait." She tried to get off him but he wrapped his arms around her thighs to hold her down firmly against his mouth. "Vegeta stop. I want to cum on your cock," she whispered.
He let her up and dragged her back down to his erection. She took him in, quickly picking up a rhythm. It was slower this time. She laid across his torso, resting her forehead against his. His hands grabbed her hips and softly kneaded at them. They were breathing heavy. Vegeta could feel Bulma fluttering around him. He leaned up and kissed her. She could still taste herself on him, but she didn't care. She grabbed his head in her hands, putting all her feelings into the kiss.
"I love you," she said around his lips.
"I love you."
Vegeta could stay like this forever. He loved this woman so much. And he loved when she rode him like this. Nice and slow and sensual. But they'd been going at it for too long and their orgasms were fast approaching. Vegeta could feel Bulma becoming unsteady. Her legs were shaking. She practically stopped breathing. He moved his hand in between their bodies and she almost immediately came as his fingers made contact with her clitoris. She squeezed him tightly. And it was the end for him as well. He thrusted into her one final time and emptied himself inside her pussy. He could feel their mixed fluids dripping out of her and down his cock. They just laid there. Spent. Holding each other tightly.
"I guess you're right," Bulma stated, breaking their postcoital silence after awhile. "I need to calm down. But I can't help but think if I were stronger, I'll be able to protect my family and friends better."
"I've been there. I understand the feeling. But you can't let it overrule you. Just know that everything is going to be okay. I'm gonna make sure of that." He rubbed his hand against her back reassuringly.
"I know." She nuzzled his chest. "I'm sorry I tried to hit you in the head earlier."
Vegeta chuckled. "Baby, if doing that always leads to sex like this," he wiggled underneath her suggestively, "then you can aim for my head any day." He kissed the top of her hair and she just smiled, hugging him tighter.
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They found themselves in Bulma's big jacuzzi-like bathtub again. Vegeta was rubbing Bulma's feet as she leaned back against the other side of the tub.
"So you start your training up with Nappa tomorrow, right?"
"Yeah. I guess Raditz and Goku are gonna be there too." He scowled as he continued absentmindedly playing with Bulma's toes.
Bulma looked at his annoyed but confused expression. She knew what he was thinking. Raditz and Goku had decided to join the tournament as well to help lead the competition in Vegeta's favor. If they could knock out some of the tougher contenders before the finals, it would lead them closer to fighting Vegeta themselves which would give him the win. Vegeta still didn't completely understand why they would want to help him like that. Bulma smiled reverently at her unaware boyfriend. He didn't seem to understand why people cared about him and it made her heart hurt. Because he was so deserving of love. And he was loved. He just was too stubborn to see it and accept it. Expect from her, anyways. But it took a long time getting there, she thought as she remembered all the times he pushed her away.
"What?" Vegeta asked as he saw Bulma frown.
Bulma shook her head.
Vegeta pulled one of her toes.
"Ow!" She tried to retrieve her leg from his grasp, but he just held on tighter.
"Tell me. You were reminiscing. I don't like it when you do that."
"You're one to talk," Bulma scoffed. Vegeta glared. "I was just remembering how you pushed me away all those times. That's all."
Vegeta frowned. He remembered the night at the club. He looked melancholy. "I was trying to save your life. Prevent you from being pulled into my shit. Didn't work though..." he trailed off, the image of the photo of him and Bulma in the parking lot coming back to him. That first photo that spurred him to claim the woman in the end. I wonder if I should be thankful for that...
Bulma could see him turning something over in his mind. She didn't push him. Just sat there watching the different emotions play across his face. Anger. Irritation. Uncertainty. Guilt. She moved and he finally released her foot. She went to sit in his lap. "Would you'd've rathered we didn't get together?"
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. "No. I'm not giving you up for anything, woman."
"Good." Bulma smiled.
As they made their way to the bedroom after their bath, Bulma said, "I got a graduation invitation from Chi Chi today."
"Already?" Vegeta responded incredulously. "Graduation isn't for another two months."
"Yeah, well we all know how diligent Chi Chi can be. It said her party is the weekend after commencement. Will you come with me?"
Vegeta visualized the dates in his head. The tournament finals were a week after graduation and the matches would've already started before then. "Sure. As long as it doesn't interfere with my training or the tournament," Vegeta grumbled.
"Chi Chi made sure it wouldn't since Goku will be flighting too."
"Fine." Vegeta didn't want to be reminded of the idiot's – or the idiot's bother's – incessant need to help him 'get his life back' as he kept calling it. He dropped those thoughts as Bulma came to lay by his side.
"I can't believe we're graduating," Bulma said airily.
"Tsch. Haven't you graduated like four times already?"
"Yeah, but this time is different. I'm actually finishing school with my friends. It feels... I don't know. More final, I guess. Like I'm actually ending a chapter in my life."
"I guess that's fair," Vegeta assented. He rubbed her back and he loved the way she snuggled deeper into his side. "How's the gravity chamber coming along?"
Bulma frowned. "Progress has halted for the time being. A couple of idiots thought they could change something in my design and it ended up throwing off construction. Hope they have fun trying to find a job in the field now," she seethed quietly.
Vegeta loved her malicious tone. He smirked. "My little mad scientist," he said endearingly.
Bulma giggled. Her eyes started to droop as Vegeta rubbed circles into her back. Vegeta could hear her soft breathing and he knew she was asleep. But he couldn't fall asleep himself. He laid in Bulma's bed, ruminating about what would happen during his training tomorrow. With the tournament being so close now, the tension he'd been feeling recently was beginning to overwhelm him. He continued rubbing at Bulma's back to calm his nerves. His mind went back to the discussion he had had with Nappa and the Sons a couple of weeks ago, after the whole thing with Bulma's mother and Zarbon.
"I think you're right, Vegeta," Nappa said. "I doubt they're gonna try anything. They'd be stupid to go after the Briefs family so blatantly like that."
"Think they're just trying to get under his skin?" Goku asked.
"And probably Bulma's," Raditz answered. "I'm sure they know she knows by now."
Vegeta's fists clenched. He didn't like that they were toying with Bulma now. It was one thing to mess with him. But now his girlfriend was out of her mind with worry.
"She's tough. She'll be fine," Nappa said.
Vegeta didn't understand why Nappa was always so sure of Bulma's strength. He knew she was strong, don't get him wrong. But he didn't like that she had to carry all of this because of him.
"I started mapping out your guys' schedules and training routines," Nappa continued, ignoring Vegeta's remorseful expression.
"Guys?" Vegeta asked, looking up, confused.
"We're joining the tournament too." Goku said.
"No. This is my fight."
"Piss off, Ouji," Raditz barked. "We're family. This is what we do for family."
Vegeta just shook his head.
"Come on, 'Geta. Think about it," Goku stated. "We join in. Me and Radz help bump people out of your way. And if we all make it to the finals, it'd be only too easy to hand you the win."
"Only after we rough each other up a little bit," Raditz added with a smirk and a gleam in his eye.
"Then you get your life back!" Goku finished with a wide smile.
Vegeta stared at the two brothers with a blank expression. He turned his gaze to Nappa. "When did you know about this?"
Nappa just shrugged. "Since you received that first set of photos."
Vegeta balked. That seemed so long ago. He was surprised he wasn't mad at Nappa for confiding in his cousins.
"I spoke with Gohan as well," Nappa pressed on. "He's agreed to come down every now and then to help you three out." Nappa scratched at his chin. "I think the old man has something up his sleeve," he said as if to himself.
"Probably," Raditz snorted.
"He did seem to know a lot about what's been going on when we went to putt-putt the other day..." Goku mused.
Vegeta just realized that his uncle had known then that Goku had entered the tournament. Vegeta hadn't even noticed...
Vegeta just sat there as Nappa, Raditz, and Goku discussed strategy and scheduling. He was so confused. He wasn't used to people standing up for him. He tended to handle his problems alone. He didn't like this feeling in his chest. The feeling that he was putting even more people in danger.
Vegeta woke up to the sun shining in his eyes. He looked around, forgetting where he was for a moment. He didn't remember falling asleep. He looked down at the frail woman still curled up next to him. He smiled as she gently wheezed in her sleep. He guessed she wasn't so fragile anymore. He remembered her punches from the day before and the memory made him chuckle.
Bulma stirred from her slumber. She looked up to see Vegeta smiling down at her. "What's so funny, mister?"
He brushed a strand of her hair behind her head. "Just remembering sparring with you yesterday."
"Mmmm. Yes. That was nice," she said as she stretched, thinking of riding his face.
Vegeta chuckled. "I was thinking of our actual sparring session. But you riding my cock like you did is a good memory too." He turned to lay on his side and kissed Bulma's nose.
"Oh." Bulma blushed. She couldn't remember if they had ever had sex that barbarously before. It had been... hot.
Vegeta watched as Bulma's face turned from pink to a fierce red. "What are you thinking about? You seem so embarrassed."
Bulma hid her face under Vegeta's chin. She spoke into his neck. "I can't remember us ever having sex like that before. It was so barbaric."
Vegeta laughed. "You seemed to really enjoy it."
"Hey!" She brought her head back to glare at him.
Vegeta smirked at her. "Am I wrong?"
Bulma ducked her head down again. "No," she mumbled into his chest.
"That's what I thought," he said arrogantly. Bulma pinched him, but he didn't react.
They laid in bed, hugging for a long time until Vegeta's phone rang. Vegeta reluctantly answered.
"Hey. Where are you? We'll come pick you up." It was Raditz.
"Bulma's parents'." He answered begrudgedly.
"Should've guessed." Vegeta could sense Raditz's grin. "See you in a bit."
Vegeta hung up. He looked down into the most beautiful eyes he'd ever seen. He didn't want to get up.
Bulma could feel his hesitation. "You have to go?"
Vegeta just nodded.
"Okay." Bulma moved first, much to Vegeta's disappointment.
They met Goku and Raditz out front.
"Hey Bulma!" Goku greeted, jumping out of the passenger seat and pulling her into a big bear hug.
"Morning Goku," she giggled. She caught Vegeta's frown as she hugged Goku back.
Raditz came from around the other side of the car. He smiled salaciously at Bulma. "Hey Briefs."
Bulma let Goku go and gave a knowing smirk to Raditz. "Hey Radz."
Vegeta came up behind Bulma and put his arms around her waist possessively. "Okay. None of that. She's mine."
"Vegeta!" Bulma glared at him. Flirting is just mine and Raditz's thing. Gosh.
Raditz just laughed loudly. "But it's so much fun seeing your reaction."
"Whatever," Vegeta scoffed. He turned his back to the two brothers and grabbed Bulma's face. He kissed her passionately. She slid her hands into his hair and returned the kiss.
Goku let out an awkward cough. He looked at his brother. "So we're just gonna stand here and watch?" He shifted around uncomfortably.
"Oh, Ouji is definitely putting on a show," Raditz chuckled. He knew what Vegeta was doing and he thought it was hilarious.
Finally, Vegeta and Bulma broke away to catch a breath. Raditz took the opening and grabbed Vegeta's arm.
"Okay. Come on, ya big lug. You'll see her soon enough." He winked at Bulma.
Bulma released Vegeta and let him be dragged into the car. She giggled at Vegeta's furious expression. She watched them drive away, waving at them as they sped down the road. She smiled mischievously to herself, getting in her own car to follow them.
A/N:
Not sure why, but as I was rereading this chapter before posting I did not like it. It just read as super choppy for some reason. I've read over and edited this chapter many times, so idk why this time around I hated it so much.
Tell me what you guys think. Sorry if it's not up to par /
(1) Boxing Sparring for /boxing-sparring-for-beginners
