Thank you all so much for the feedback and encouragement!
I began writing this without much of an idea where it was going. I just wanted to have fun with it. But I've plotted out an end to this particular part of the fic, which will be between 7 and 9 more chapters. But it will be back for another 'season' after that :)
Chapter 10
Bulma jumped in between his legs, grabbing at the front of his shirt and pushing down on top of him, pinning him to the floor. Vegeta smiled wickedly at her, confusion quickly flashed across her face. Before she could understand her mistake, his strong legs had wrapped around her waist, a fast cut of his wrists and her arms had been separated from their grip on him. With two swift movements he had swept her up and over him.
He was now on top of her.
Bulma's bike shorts had ridden right up and her tank had moved, exposing the bottom of her breasts. Bulma felt extremely vulnerable in this position. But intensely turned on too.
"Better, but you let me sweep your arms off the dominant position again" Vegeta said quietly, his lips so close hers she could almost feel them on her.
"You've got me right where you want me it seems" she purred.
"Under me?"
"Controlled"
"Is that so? I think you planned this all along" Vegeta smirked.
"What? How could I have possibly foreseen wrestling with a black belt jiu jitsu would end up with me being dominated?"
"You tease"
"I'm not teasing, you are" Bulma said, pulsating her hips against his.
Colour blazed across his cheeks. He growled and kissed her neck, making her moan. His grip changed from one of force into one of a sexual nature. His hands wrapped around her hips and ass as he gently ground his growing shaft into her.
"Oh my god" Bulma whispered, feeling his cock become hard.
One of his hands slipped up her side and pushed her top, springing free her breasts. Vegeta moved down her neck, kissing and softly biting at her skin. He toyed with her nipples, licking and sucking them.
He grabbed her wrists and pulled them above her head, pinning them down with one of his hands. His hips gained momentum making her rock back in time with him. Vegeta looked up at her and kissed her, squeezing her wrists tight as he softly bit her bottom lip.
"Fuck" He moaned.
"Go and get a condom for fuck sake" Bulma begged.
She felt his smirk slide across her lips. "Yes ma'am"
In one movement his body shot up, he looked down at her for a moment. He rubbed himself over his shorts, soaking her in and desperately groaning.
"Don't move, I want to come back and take you right there on the floor" He growled.
Bulma giggled and covered her breasts shyly. He walked off toward his bedroom as she lay there on his gym floor. Vegeta had been training with her when she asked him to teach her some jiu jitsu techniques. While laying there, she couldn't help wriggling around in pleasure and anticipation. Her hand slipped inside her bike shorts to feel how wet she had become, she had almost soaked through her panties and onto her shorts. She blushed as Vegeta came back into the room.
"Naughty girl!" he said, bending down in between her legs.
He grabbed her hand and pulled it out of her clothing, he brought her fingers up to his mouth and licked at her wetness hungrily. Greed consuming him, he reached down and violently separated her from her little bike shorts and panties. Bulma yelped and giggled at his barbarity.
"Careful, those are my favourite pair"
"I don't give a shit right now" He said before spreading her legs and burying his face in her honeypot.
"Mmmm" Bulma moaned, slipping her fingers through his hair.
He trailed his tongue along her folds, circling around her clit. Bulma gently rotated her hips against his tongue. He kissed and sucked at her swollen flesh making her legs start to quiver.
"You taste so fucking good"
"Hurry up and fuck me"
"Greedy little thing today" He said.
"Please"
Vegeta sat back up onto his knees. He pulled his shorts down and his cock flung up flush against his stomach. Bulma reached down and stroked his meaty, veiny shaft while he unwrapped the condom. He slipped it on then bent down over her, pulling her arms back up above her head, pinning them with one of his hands. Establishing his dominant position again. Bulma rocked her hips back, exposing herself as he grabbed her hips with his other hand and guided his cock into her wet slit. Bulma moaned as her pussy enclosed him. He began rolling his hips, bouncing them into her hips so she felt the full length of his shaft.
Vegeta rested his forehead on Bulmas as they both became hot and sweaty. They groaned, the pleasure intoxicating them.
"I love the way you fuck me" Bulma said, her voice shuddering.
"I love fucking you"
Vegeta thrust harder into her, gripping her wrists tight as his cock became even more taut with arousal. His back quivered as Bulma ran her fingers down his chest and up around to his ass. She grabbed his cheeks hard. Pushing him closer to her pelvis. Vegeta growled and plunged harder into her, sweat was making his skin glistening above her. The sight of his tight, powerful body above her made the sensation in her core strengthen in intensity. Just as she shut her eyes, concentrating on her own release, Vegeta angled his hips up, hitting a new profound place inside her.
"Oh my fucking God, don't stop, right there" She encouraged.
Vegeta slowed down, pumping up inside hard and sliding out slowly and calculated. He continued to thrust hard and slow into her flooded opening, until she was ready to push herself over the edge. Her fingernails dragged up to his back and dug in.
"Mmm, yes"
Vegeta kissed her neck, teasing the sensitive area near her ears with his lips. Bulma closed her eyes and tensed up, feeling her orgasm coming closer and closer she squeezed her muscles. Her craving finally converged and her body shook with pleasure. Vegeta continued his movements until she was done.
"We are greedy today" Vegeta said.
"Very" She smirked.
Vegeta loosened his grip. "Your turn on top" He said, grabbing and flipping her up on top of him.
Sighting the packet of medicine, he grabbed it and shut the cupboard door. Walking back to the living room with a glass of water, he grabbed Bulma's legs and sat down, putting them back on top of him. Her face looked up at him as he handed her the blister pack of pills.
"Thank you, I'm sorry" She said.
"You can't help it, you're sick" Vegeta said leaning back onto the couch.
Bulma lent forward and grabbed the glass of water, swallowing the pills. She began to shiver, using her legs to try and suck up more of Vegeta's heat. He looked over at her again, he laughed and moved her legs, getting up from the couch.
She watched him leave the room. Guilt began to sink and cover her, she was ruining his last night at home with her sudden bout of sickness. He came back with something in his hands. He threw the items at her. Her hands searched the material and held them up. A blanket and a hoodie. She looked over at him and smiled.
"Thank you"
Vegeta just pulled her legs back up onto his lap and continued to watch the TV. She turned her body and pulled the cushion up into her neck, closing her eyes and trying to relax her aching body.
B: Did you see the line up for Electronica Playground?
V: Yeah, it's pretty good!
It might be worth going this year
B: It falls on your block if 6 weeks off, right?
V: Yes!
B: Lucky boy,
are you guys going?
V: I'm not a boy, and yeah I would say so.
B: Awesome, I think some of us are going too.
We should all go together!She quickly typed out another message.
B: You have definitely proved to me, over and over, that you are no boy...
V: Insanely ridiculous how hard you make me cum
B: Stop it! I have to go to sleep now! and I won't be able to, if you keep putting these thoughts into my head.
V: This is damn torture!
B: It's like it's so much worse now I know what I'm missing out on!
V: This is going to be a long 6 weeks !
I should have snuck you in my luggage
B: You could just keep me in your room,
play with me when you get home.
V: Mmm that would be agreeable
B:
Well... I thought you said you were used to being away a lot, and being alone?
V: I was...
Her heart skipped a beat as she quickly typed out her next message, and hit send.
B: Was? What changed?
She locked it and put her phone down. It vibrated as he responded to her. She looked at it, blushing, wasn't she the one who said she wanted it to be casual? Every time the conversation even turned into a direction about emotions or commitment to each other she felt like her heart was going to punch its way out of her chest.
She picked up her phone and opened it, unable to resist any longer.
V: I've been getting good at some jiu jitsu techniques that I can't stop thinking about, I can't wait to get back and keep practising...
He turned the conversation back toward sex. Did he not feel the same way she did? Sure, the sex was the best she had ever had and thought about it all the time. She was sure he was enjoying it too. But she felt more than that.
Bulma sighed, she had gotten herself into this. She was going to have to admit to him at some point that she had changed her mind. Things had changed.
B: I don't know what you're talking about
V: Of course you don't, you are totally innocent in all this.
B: And with that… I'm going to bed
V: Ok..
Night
B: Good night
She threw her phone onto her bed and covered her flushed, frustrated face.
B: His deodorant and toothbrush are in my draw!
C: Is this moving too fast for you?
B: Why? Do you think it is? We are only casual…
18: Girl…. His stuff is at your house, you have a boyfriend
C: She's right
B: Oh please…
It's just two small things
18: Do you have anything at his house?
B: No…
C: Hehe
18: Case closed LOL
B: You two are bitches, stop putting this stuff in my head!
Its already hard enough
C: Hey!
18: What's hard? Just tell him how you feel
B: I don't know how I feel
C: You need closure
18: I agree with Chichi, text Yamcha, he has been asking about you for the last month.
B: I don't owe him anything…
C: Yeah but you owe yourself closure. Then you can move on
❤ Bulma let out a long tiring groan. The last thing she wanted to do was have it out with Yamcha. But she couldn't deny her friends were right. It was something she needed to do.
Deafening sirens went off. Vegeta's body jumped in fright. He lifted his head from his work and made eye contact with a colleague. It was a sound they were fearful of, an incident had happened.
"We better get back to the office" Vegeta's colleague said.
Vegeta nodded in agreement. They had been out in the mine working on a truck that had failed to restart. But all work would stop now, and they were about to find out what happened.
When they got back to the large office area, close to the entrance of the mine, they had been ushered into an emergency meeting. A worker had been wounded while on the job, another mechanic. The news hit Vegeta as he listened to the accident. He had yet to be around when someone was injured, the words the managers were saying only added to the air in the room. The tension was thick. The man was in a critical condition, it didn't look good.
Vegeta walked back to his room from the bus' drop off zone. They had been told to go home as the mine would be shut for investigation for the rest of the day, and maybe the next. He opened the door to his small room, walking in and dumping his stuff inside.
His body found its way to the bed and slumped onto it. Concentrating on small marks on the ceiling, anything to distract him from the thoughts running through his mind. A flash of Bulma's face came to the forefront.
Why had he thought of her just now? Did he want to call and tell her what happened?
He shook his head, no she wasn't that person for him. She had made it clear she wanted to be casual with him. His fingers touched the slim rectangle shape in his pocket. He slowly slipped out the phone and unlocked it. Surely she wouldn't mind letting him vent about it. It was a big deal. Some of the older men told him the guy could die, the burns to his body were very serious.
Hovering his finger over their conversation, he still hesitated. That's when his data kicked in and a photo uploaded from her. He clicked it and the image loaded onto his screen. She was huddled in his hoodie on her lounge, the picture was grainy and dark, it must have been raining there today. He smiled as he looked at her pretty features. He wish in that moment he was there.
V: I'm not getting that hoodie back am I?
The message stayed on delivered for a few moments before it flashed to read.
B: I'll leave it here for you, along with your toothbrush and deodorant
He smiled wider.
V: You noticed them?
B: Sure did! Although your hoodie will smell of me, I've been wearing it for the whole weekend,
it's so cold and miserable here atm
V: Don't wash it, I want it to smell of you
The message stayed on read for a few moments before the three dots appeared.
B: Ok
V: I wish I was there with you
B: Me too Wait, why are you not working?
Vegeta bit his lip. Still unsure if he should open up to her, his thumbs intertwined as he decided.
V: A man was injured today, the mine is closed for investigations
B: OMG! That's horrible
Vegeta typed out an explanation of the accident, including the man's profession and Vegeta's chilling feelings about it. He deleted the words and rewrote them.
V: Yeah, it has shaken everyone up.
B: Are you alright?
V: Yeah, I'm ok. It wasn't anything to do with my work.
He lied.
B: I'm glad you're ok!
facetime?
V: I'm about to go for a run, maybe later?
He lied again.
B: Ok, well I'm heading out tonight, long weekend
V: Message me before you go out?
B: Ok
He locked his phone and placed it beside him, continuing to stare at the ceiling.
V: I wish I was there with you
Bulma giggled and replied to him, realising he should have been at work. Vegeta then admitted there had been an accident. She felt bad for him as she replied to him. She made a mental note to ask him more about it when they spoke directly. He asked her to message him later and the conversation ended.
Bulma tapped the phone on her lips as the conversation with Chichi and 18 popped into her mind. Was now the time to bite the bullet? She was going to go out, and if he pissed her off, she could blow off the steam instead of being home alone with it. Her fingers responded to her decision and she opened her phone, bringing up Yamcha's number.
B: Hey, are you free to talk?
It was a matter of seconds before he was replying.
Y: Bit late now don't you think?
B: I wasn't ignoring you to punish you. I needed time.
Y: Ok
B: I'll call you
Y: K
Bulma pressed the call button and Yamcha picked up.
"Hi" She said.
"Hey…"
"I just wanted to talk this out, we both deserve for this to be resolved"
"What's there to talk about? You've moved on…"
"Yamcha that's not fair, you have been out with other women since we broke up"
"I know that, but with Vegeta? Bulma, you don't even know him"
The hairs on her neck were raised.
"Look, I'm not going to tell you how to live your life, so you shouldn't be telling me how to…"
"He is a player, Bulma" Yamcha said quickly.
"What?"
"Every girl at the gym, well basically, has slept with him"
"How… How do you know this? Bulma asked softly.
"Everyone at the gym knows, it's common knowledge. Look, I know we are over, I know I fucked up. But just be careful of him. Ok?" Yamcha said sweetly.
