As camp neared its end, the kids finished rotating between all the stations by age group, so the last few days would consist of group activities. Today, Yamcha was hosting a game of capture the flag for all the campers, so the counselors decided to join in as well.
Yamcha split everyone into teams, putting Bulma on his team (no surprise there), as well as Goku, with Vegeta, Krillin, Seventeen, and Eighteen on the other team. Each team of counselors had about 30 kids as well. Everyone stood separated by teams, Bulma and Vegeta gave each other a competitive glare, as Yamcha began explaining the game.
"The field has been separated into two 'bases', the lines in the grass indicate where each team's territory ends. Both teams will have two flags deep in their territory that you will need to protect. To win though, you will need to run into enemy territory to capture the other team's two flags. Everyone will be wearing these flags around their waist," Yamcha said as he held up a plastic belt with three colored strips of fabric hanging off. "If you are in enemy territory, and someone from that team can pull one of the flags off your belt, then you have to return back to your side of the field to 'recover'."
After the explanation of the rules, everyone began putting on their belts with the flags on them. Each team wore a different color to distinguish them from one another. The teams then jogged out into their territories, away from prying ears, for a pre-game huddle.
Goku was quick to take the lead, dividing their teammates into defenders and attackers. After five minutes of strategy, both teams appeared ready, so Yamcha blew an airhorn signaling the start of the game. Kids and counselors alike, scrambled across the field at the sound.
It was apparent that Vegeta was the other team's first line of defense, he was fast and that look in his eye made him seem more intimidating than usual. Bulma giggled to herself, knowing how seriously these boys took games like this. He was mercilessly yanking kid's flags off, forcing them to run back to their base.
As a part of Goku's plan, he, Yamcha, and a few of the kids all charged the enemy base at the same time, which ultimately allowed Yamcha to capture one of the team's flags. Eighteen and Krillin tried a similar coordinated attack, but Bulma and one of the older campers were able to intercept them.
With only one flag left to capture, Bulma stood on the edge of her team's territory, on the other side of the line stood Vegeta. The pair silently stared each other down.
"C'mon Vegeta, just let me sneak past you," Bulma whispered sweetly.
"Not a chance, woman. I like to win," Vegeta whispered back in a husky voice. Each subtle movement Bulma made, he matched, not giving her any room to get by. When suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he saw Goku flash by at full speed. When Vegeta tried to lurch out to grab his flag, Bulma jumped between them, effectively blocking him. Vegeta growled as he realized Bulma was never intending on getting past him, she was just the diversion.
Bulma leaned in close to Vegeta's ear and said in a sexy whisper, "I like to win too." With the cooperation between him and Bulma, Goku was able to retrieve the other team's final flag, making their team the winners of the game.
At the game's conclusion, everyone was laughing and walking away from the field, removing the flags around their waists and leaving them in a pile by Yamcha. Bulma approached Vegeta, who had his arms crossed and was pretending he wasn't a sore loser.
"Hey there," she greeted as she looped her arm around his, against his will. "Why don't you come back to my cabin for a little bit?" His expression quickly shifted from annoyed to intrigued, and he picked up his pace in the direction of Bulma's cabin.
Only moments after closing the door behind them, the pair began kissing with an urgent need. Tongues clashed and hands roved each others bodies. They shed their shirts as they made their way over to the couch. Vegeta sat comfortably on the center cushion and Bulma crawled onto his lap after dropping her shorts.
He caressed her cheek softly, and they made a few seconds of eye contact that felt so intimate, Bulma found herself blushing. The embarrassed feeling faded when their lips met again and Bulma's fingers tangled into his hair to draw him into a deeper kiss.
Vegeta's hands firmly gripped her ass, pulling her closer, as their hips grind together. Bulma could feel her body responding to his touch as heat gathered between her legs. She moaned into his mouth at the feeling of his hardened member rubbing her against her center. Suddenly, the door to Bulma's cabin burst open.
"Hey Bulm— oops, sorry guys!" Goku yelped after he barged into Bulma's cabin. He turned around so his back was to them, but remained in the doorway.
"What the hell, man!" Vegeta yelled.
"Anyway!" Goku continued completely unaffected by the scene behind him.
"Can't you see I'm busy, Goku!" Bulma screamed.
"I just had a real quick question," Goku replied innocently, suddenly offended by his best friend's treatment.
"GET OUT!" the couple yelled in unison.
"Jeez Bulma, its nothing I haven't seen before," Goku mumbled as he closed the door. Once he was gone and the door firmly closed, Bulma went to kiss Vegeta again, but he lurched his head back to avoid her kiss and gave her a stern look.
"What the hell did he mean by that?" Vegeta sneered.
"Nothing," Bulma dismissed him and started kissing his neck. Vegeta, who was clearly not satisfied by that answer, grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her back enough so that he could look her in the face.
"What?" Bulma frowned, but he just raised his eyebrows questioningly.
"I swear, he didn't mean anything weird by it, we've just been friends since we were little kids," she explained. Vegeta pursed his lips apparently deciding whether or not he wanted to believe it was completely innocent.
"Ok, but I think I'm done for today," he stated plainly before he stood tossing a gasping Bulma, who was on his lap, onto the neighboring couch cushion.
"What? Why?" she pouted.
"Yeah, I don't think I'm in the mood anymore," he grumbled as he crossed his arms over his bare chest and averted his gaze. Bulma narrowed her eyes mischievously, as she stalked over to him. He turned his head to look away, but glanced back at her out of the corner of his eye when her dainty fingers lightly tickled his bicep.
"Is that so?" she purred, before palming his obviously-still-in-the-mood erection. "Because, I think we're just getting started." He let out a breathy growl as she began stroking his clothed member. He tried to pretend not to be affected by her ministrations, but when her hands met at his waist band, unfastening his button and unzipping his zipper, his eyes snapped to hers as if to confirm she was serious.
Her blue eyes sparkled with naughty intent, and he allowed a small smirk to cross his face. Vegeta helped as she pulled down his pants, freeing his erection. Bulma's dainty hand wrapped around him and gently started stroking him. He closed his eyes for a moment letting out a satisfied sigh, then pulled her face to meet his and they kissed again as she worked him with her hand.
Bulma placed her free hand on his chest and pushed him away from her lips before falling to her knees. She looked up at Vegeta and he visibly tensed in anticipation. Bulma guided his throbbing member to her mouth, taking a torturously slow lick from base to tip, then gave a sloppy wet kiss to the head.
When she looked up to catch Vegeta's dark gaze again, and he looked like he might combust. Bulma maintained eye contact as she slid him into her wet mouth taking as much of him as she could. Bulma hadn't seen many dicks in her life thus far, but from her limited experience she decided Vegeta was impressive. She hadn't even done this particular act more than a couple of times, but she was determined not to let her inexperience show as she sucked him hard and teased him with her tongue.
Bulma quickly found a rhythm as she bobbed up and down, her hand and mouth worked in conjunction. Vegeta hissed out a breath as he felt himself hitting the back of her throat. Her moans caused vibrations in her mouth that only intensified his pleasure. Watching her pouty pink lips wrapped around his member was excruciatingly amazing. His fingers found their way into her blue hair, and he guided her head to the perfect pace.
A bit a spit dribbled down Bulma's chin, but she continued to suck and lick and stroke his cock until he groaned and climaxed into her mouth. She realized she hadn't thought far enough ahead to know what to do in that moment, so she just swallowed. Bulma tried to hide the expression she made at the taste of it, but Vegeta was much too distracted by his post-orgasm bliss.
Bulma wiped her mouth with her forearm and stood before tucking his softening member back into his pants. Vegeta gazed at her half lidded and sated, then pulled her into another kiss. He broke their kiss and rested his forehead on hers. "Who am I kidding? I'm always in the mood for you."