Date at the seaside
epilogue part 2
As Bulma moved her hand onto the shelf, she made a move to grab the slippery pink bottle of shower crème.
The soap suds were bubbling on her skin everywhere, the shampoo had lathered up on her long blue hair causing the strong scent of strawberries and melon to waver in the steamy circulation of the bathroom.
Unscrewing the bottle, she finally managed to squeeze a considerable amount of the shower crème into the palms of her hands, and then rubbed them together before preparing to massage it over her body.
Vegeta stood by the door, as he silently moved in to the bathroom like a predator stalking its prey.
Agilely he crept behind the tall wooden towel cupboard, and then crouched waiting for the right moment to surprise his feisty female.
Bulma stood like a goddess as the water poured down from the shower shining on her skin and trickling all over her gorgeous body and perfect curves. The light added to how beautiful she looked to the Saiyan prince, who was beginning to feel his mouth go dry as he watched her pick up a sponge and smooth it all over her body where he wanted to touch.
He had to use every ounce of his strength not to jump from his hiding place, and snatch the sponge away so he could caress her soft skin.
Vegeta couldn't help himself as he released a small groan, Bulma turned around as she heard the unusual noise above the shower, but when she could see nothing continued with her sponge scrubbing.
The prince wanted her no less than when he had seen her on Namek, there was something about her- that natural beauty, her feisty nature, his overwhelming desire to protect her… all of those things infused his feelings about the female he had now taken as his mate.
The desire to strip down from his clothes, and rush and join her in the shower taking her once again was so strong… he just wanted to make love to her endlessly…
'Woman how do you do this to me…' Vegeta thought to himself as he felt his breath catch.
The feeling of having her so hot and close, with her steady breathing and the scent of her so ready with the desire to have him inside of her.
Vegeta could feel it; he could sense that she wished he was here with her in the bathroom.
It was the most arousing sight, the peaks and curves of her naked body against the soft sensual light, and glistening with the warm water of the shower as she bent down and picked up a bottle of something from the side of the bath.
The smooth roundness of her buttocks, her erect raspberry nipples… he just wanted to feast upon them and cure his ever aching manhood…
Within seconds the prince wrapped his arms protectively around her waist, the temptation to caress her soft skin was just too much for the prince to bear.
Bulma looked around in surprise and found the person who had decided to pull her into an embracing cuddle in the middle of the shower. It was nobody other than her very prince…
She drew in her breath sharply as he lowered his head to hers, and she invited him into her mouth in a long passionate kiss. Both were now wearing nothing, and had only each others bodies and the hot sprinkling of the shower to keep them company.
She stared into those coal dark eyes; damn he was so sexy… Yamcha never kissed this well…
His eyes had a hint of something mysterious in them, something almost lustful as he took her mouth once again and gave her an even longer more desperate kiss. His hands began wondering, as did hers as she wrapped them around his muscular neck and his went to places that would make her parents blush.
Smirking when she looked down and saw the huge bulging manhood that was pressing against her hips, she smirked as she remembered the evil little critter attacking him in his precious Saiyan hood earlier that day at the oasis. She found herself giggling as Vegeta continued to push and prod teasingly as she stroked his neck sensually showing how much she liked what he was doing.
Bulma let herself drown in the sensations, for a few minutes she felt the sickly gurglings of her stomach disappear; as she gave into her desires and allowed Vegeta to take her in the shower.
"I….." Vegeta whispered breathlessly, "I think I love you Onna."
"I know…" Bulma whispered, half unaware that this wasn't a dream. The first ever time her mate had confessed his true feelings to her and it had been in a humid steamy shower love making session. He was still inside of her, neither seemed to want to move both content in one another's embrace…
As Bulma crawled from the shower, she sighed and then watched her lover follow suit and steal the last towel on the rail.
Why did having sex always make her so tired… as if to answer her question her tummy queazed and she felt the horrid sick sensations creep back. She had nothing else to empty into the toilet so why did it continue to plague her?
Growling she tried to seize the towel from Vegeta, she thanked herself that she had been able to use the shower to clean herself up afterwards; it was certainly an upside to making love in the cascade of water, and she had to admit it was certainly much more fun than cleaning on her own.
Vegeta refused her the towel, and then tantalisingly wiped the water from his head, and soaked the towel by rubbing his hair causing it to half spike up again. His body still shining with the beads of water, and his muscular rock hard chest glistening in the light causing him to look so damn perfect to Bulma…
"MINE!" Bulma yelled, as she attempted to jump for the towel he now held above his head as he chuckled menacingly.
"I am royalty woman; you should pay me some more respect."
Growling Bulma tried to give him a hard kick to the shin, - but missed and kicked the side of the shower. She screamed as she felt the throbbing sensation in her poor toes and as the shower panel creaked after the impact.
"That was stupid woman." Vegeta teased, as he tantalizingly began rubbing the wet towel on Bulma's frustrated head.
He was being a little too rough, causing her hair to puff out and her head to shake with each rub he did. "QUIT IT!"
Vegeta chuckled again, and then proceeded to push it further by trying to roughly wipe his mates face. "VEGETA!!!"
"Woman you look so sexy when you shout like that…" Vegeta said slyly as he began deliberately ruffling the towel in her eyes and mouth knowing she would flip.
Bulma burst into tears and pushed the stupid wet towel from her face, she couldn't help it out of nowhere she just wanted to cry really hard. It felt like she had never cried before, and that the whole world was crumbling down, right from the wet towel to her mean boyfriend.
Vegeta looked on shocked, he hadn't expected her to react like this… perhaps the towel was a little too rough; he could have wounded her…
Suddenly the prince began to feel overwhelmed with a feeling he very rarely felt… remorse…
His mate, the beautiful female that had just made love to him, was now in tears because of his actions.
He felt his heart flutter as the towel dropped to the floor, closely followed by Bulma running from the bathroom naked and slamming the door.
Disclaimer: Oh why, oh why do you all beg me to continue writing!
I was fully intending on this being the last chapter… and now look what happens!
I have decided that once this fanfic is finished, I am going to post a lemon version… for all you lemon/hentai fans out there! (aren't they just great)
So… I'm thinking that maybe the next chapter will be the last chapter… I'm going to have to go back now and rename a couple of the chapters, or I might leave them…
Hmm well if I leave them just to let you know this fanfic WILL be ending soon, as much as I am struggling to end it… I really don't want to but all good things have to come to an end…
:-0( it makes me sad, don't laugh but when I finally finish a fanfic, yeah I know it should be relief and you should feel proud… but I feel sad.
Sounds stupid, anyone else ever feel like that?
Well thanks again for all your lovely reviews! And until next time…. Adios! Oh and please review!