So sorry to keep you lovely people waiting, I always get stuck on lemons (winkwink).
I will revisit and revise later where necessarily (I've noticed this trend in my writing, I tend to get pronounces confused a lot).
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Chapter 2
He slipped on his glove and gave it a final tug to make sure it was securely in place. He pushed open the window of his bedroom and looked out at sky; bits of orange were just beginning to penetrate the darkness of the previous night and the moon was still vaguely visible in the sky.
It had been a couple of nights since the sexually frustrating incident and he had purposely stayed away from the Capsule Corp compound. It was his way of paying back the impossible woman, he'd fly off to some mountainside at the crack of dawn and come back late at night after a day of rigorous training for leftover food, shower, and then sleep. To some degree his plan had backfired, it had caused Bulma some level of distress to see that he was avoiding her to the extreme but she took the opportunity to initiate a project that had long ago manifested itself in her genius brain and if she could pull it off she knew it would give him great pleasure. She also knew his behavior would stop the moment he caught wind of the Gravity Room's status once it was repaired so she tried to reassure herself constantly that he would not leave, at least not until he beat Goku which she knew would not happen.
Four days after Vegeta had wrecked the second Gravity Machine, Dr. Briefs found Bulma in her personal laboratory in the basement of his home. He wanted to give her the good news, he had finally gotten it all fixed and not only that he had upped the gravity pull by 100 more than the previous model. When he entered he found his daughter standing at one end of the room with a pistol in her hand, she pulled the trigger and a loud bang rang out throughout the room hurting his ears. The bullet flew through the air and hit the dummy stationed across from her, when the bullet made contact with the armor that covered the target it dissolved instantly into thin air.
"Woo hoo! I did it!" Bulma said jumping up and down (recklessly still holding the pistol in her hand) without noticing her father.
"Bulma darling, what are you doing?" Dr. Briefs shouted in order to accommodate for the protective ear muffs Bulma wore.
"Oh father, I didn't see you there. I'm so sorry for the noise," Bulma shouted back before slipping off the ear muffs.
"I'm working on Vegeta's new battle armor, since the set he came back in are pretty torn up," She continued lowering her voice back to normal.
"Fantastic, seems like the prototype is quite good," Dr. Briefs replied getting close the armor and taking a closer look at the area of impact, "in fact I'd say this is probably better than any body armor on Earth now. How long did it take you to create this?"
"Well, I spent the first two days trying to reconstruct material similar to that of the original armor and this morning I had it reconstructed and manufactured at the main compound and well this was the first test in a series of trials to measure its durability. Vegeta will have to take it from here," Bulma said setting gun's safety on before putting it in her drawer and locking it away.
"You are quite the prodigy, dear. It's very reassuring knowing my company will be in such good hands," Dr. Briefs said giving his daughter a big smile.
"Oh come on dad, you know how I feel about the subject; don't ruin my day please. So what are you doing down here anyway?" Bulma asked turning her full attention to her father now.
"Ah yes, Vegeta will have more than just one pleasant surprise today. The Gravity Machine is back up and running at higher capacity than before, I'm sure he will be very thrilled."
"I wouldn't get my hopes up if I were you, dad. Even if he were I'm sure he'd never admit it," Bulma replied shrugging, "But I'll give him the news about the GR tonight, I know he's been making himself very scarce lately so just leave it to me."
"Thank you, sweetie. I was just about to ask you to do that for me," The older scientist said before leaving his daughter to her experiments.
It was three in the morning and Bulma lay on Vegeta's bed, a book resting on her chest. She was wearing jean shorts and a loose black t-shirt with the capsule corp. logo on it.
She had waited for the proud prince to come back but had failed to keep herself awake, he had stayed out longer than usual that night but as she slept he arrived. He entered his room through the large open window and quickly noticed the blue haired woman lying on his bed soundly asleep. He smirked to himself before heading to the attached bathroom for a quick shower, when he came back into his room he was only wearing his spandex shorts.
He stood next to his bed looking down at the vulnerable woman, she was sighing lightly in her sleep and for a few moments he watched the book move up and down as she breathed in and out. Suddenly he felt his stomach protest loudly, he let out a groan and turned away quickly, leaving Bulma behind for the food that waited for him in the kitchen.
Several minutes later Vegeta reentered the bedroom shutting the door carelessly behind him, Bulma stirred from the sound and her eyes shot open. She sat up and stretched her arms up letting out an involuntary moan.
"Oh hey, sorry about falling asleep on your bed. I just needed to talk to you," She said sleepily.
"Is that all you were planning for me?" Vegeta replied sitting at the foot of his bed and grinning at the lovely woman who sat on his bed.
Bulma could feel the blood rush to her face.
"Yeah!" Bulma spat out indignantly.
"Well after our last encounter, I thought maybe you got tired of finishing herself off instead of letting me do it for you," Vegeta responded, smiling even wider at the blushing Bulma.
"What's that suppose to mean!?"
"You underestimate a Saiyan's sense of smell and hearing," Vegeta stated looking at Bulma's glaring red face, "I didn't know I could be responsible for so much excitement in you but I'm not surprised, I am quite exceptional especially in comparison to that weakling you were with before."
"You jerk!" Bulma yelled as her hand flew at his face. Vegeta grabbed her tiny wrist and pulled her into his chest, his other arm wrapping around her back to hold her in place.
She looked up even more furious and embarrassed before.
"Let go of me you overgrown monkey," Bulma said trying to pull away.
Ignoring the derogatory language Vegeta continued his interrogation.
"Why were you waiting for me in my bedroom then?" Vegeta asked looking down into her eyes.
"Let go and I'll explain everything, dweeb," She replied staring back at him intensely. He released his grip on her and she fell back.
She hopped off the bed and grabbed an item from his desk which he had not noticed before; she turned around and stuck it in his face.
He grabbed the armor and looked at it amazed, then looked back up for an explanation.
"I reconstructed your armor, it might even be better than your old one," she said, "And my father wanted me to let you know that the gravity room is functioning again and it's working at higher capacity so try not to overload it again."
Without another word she turned away from Vegeta and headed to the door.
"You're not going to ask me to show some gratitude?" Vegeta said before she could open the door.
She turned around and smiled, "Why waste my breath?"
He smirked then stood up and began walking towards her, tossing the body armor on top the desk before stopping only a few inches away from her.
"Oh but I'm in such a good mood, I'd love to show you how much I appreciate what you've done for me," He said putting his hand against the door, trapping her against it.
She spun around and leaned against the close door, he moved even in closer pinning her in place. His other hand caressed her cheek softly and he pulled in close to the nook of her neck to breathe in her scent.
"Vegeta, I think we really need to talk about this before it gets out of a hand again," She whispered, her heart racing.
"What is there to talk about?" He replied.
"I just need to know what your intentions are…"
"Isn't it obvious, silly woman? Or are you expecting me to make a formal request to copulate with you because you're going to be sorely disappointed, I refuse to humiliate myself for your pleasure."
"I just needed to know if this was just about sex…"
"What else could this possibly be about?"
"I just thought maybe…"
"Please don't tell me you honestly believed I wanted a romantic relationship with you."
"You stupid jerk, get off of me!" Bulma said trying to open the gap between them so she could run as far as possible, the embarrassment overwhelming her. Vegeta pulled back in order to look Bulma in the eyes.
"Quiet down, would you rather I lie to you?"
Bulma looked at him bitterly holding back her tears. She hadn't realized how strong her feelings were for him until that very moment and she hated herself for it but she hated him even more for rejecting her so blatantly.
"I guess not but why are you wasting my time then?"
"I'm attracted to you and I know you want me, why must you complicate things with such petty and bothersome emotions?"
A few moments of silence passed as she thought this over. It's true her original intentions were to sleep with him but the last few days really messed her up, maybe the loneliness was really getting to her. Maybe all she really needed was a good fuck and everything will be back to normal again. How could she possibly be that much in love with a total psychopath?
"So you want to have a good time, huh, big boy? Fine, lets do it. I wouldn't mind using you too," She said pulling back the tears and looking up at him confidently. He grinned again and pushed his body even closer to hers, placing his hands on her hips.
Her body became stiff when she felt his hard on against her thigh; he pressed his lips against hers. She resisted a bit before kissing him back. Her arms flew up and she wrapped them around his neck deepening their kiss. She let herself relax against him, his hands moved down her thighs and he pulled her up, Bulma wrapped her legs around his hips and he easily moved them towards his bed.
He laid her back onto the spot on the bed where she had just hopped off, her legs still wrapped around him. They kissed each other eagerly, both savoring the moment and wanting to drag it out as much as possible. Vegeta pulled back and looked down at Bulma's questioning eyes, "Do Earth women have some way of regulating their reproductive system?"
"Uh…yeah, I'm on the pill," Bulma responded awkwardly.
"Good," Vegeta pulled back and tore open Bulma's black shirt exposing her naked breasts, the sudden action forcing a gasp out of her.
"Vulgar woman," He said noticing her lack of bra.
"Oh shut up and kiss me."
Vegeta bent down with a growl and began exploring her soft skin, starting at her neck and moving down to her collarbone, his mouth sucking and biting her hungrily along the way. The sensation causing Bulma to sigh heavily, while she moved her hands slowly up and down his bare muscular back. He finally found his way to the peak of her breast and took hold of her nipple, his tongue pressed over the nub as he sucked on it relentlessly.
He grabbed her other breast and began to squeeze, he took hold of her mouth again, his tongue clashing against hers as they both tried to explore each.
Bulma's hands moved down, she unwrapped her legs from around Vegeta's hips. Her hands continued to travel down reaching the waistband of his shorts; she slipped her hands under the spandex and took hold of his tight cheeks. Bulma squeezed his ass, the unexpected touch caused Vegeta jerked his hips up and Bulma took the opportunity to grind herself against his stiffness.
Without a word Vegeta pulled Bulma from underneath him and switched positions. Bewildered at the quickness of the movement Bulma now sat with legs spread over Vegeta's hips, his hard on pressing against her jean shorts where she grew increasingly wet. His hands were firmly planted on her hips and he began to thrust into her, rubbing his hidden member against her. It was torture, her breathing was intense and trembling, she wanted to cum but not like this, she didn't want to give him the satisfaction. He hadn't even gotten her shorts off and she was already on the edge, and he looked totally composed and in control, she hated him.
She leaned forward, placing the palms of her hands on his chest and she could feel his muscles twitch under her touch. If he was going to play dirty so was she, she felt his chest and moved her hands down to his stomach before launching forward and biting into his chest, the tips of her breasts brushing his skin. She moved up to his neck and began sucking and biting down intensely, she felt him loosen his grip on her hips a bit and slow his thrusts, he was enjoying her attention. She moved her lips over his neck up to his eye lobe which she nibbled on. "And now it's time to put on the show," She released a loud desperate moan near hi s ear causing him to thrust up even harder and groan. She continued to let moans, and Vegeta reacted with more vigorous grinding and his own heavy sighs. He was losing control and he desperately wanted to plunge into her and give her a real reason to moan.
With a frustrated groan he planted his hand on Bulma's stomach and pushed her up, holding her up in midair like a tray. Bulma's hands were wrapped around his wrists so she could keep her balance over him as Vegeta tore off his shorts with ease.
"Take yours off now," He commanded after placing her just above his erect member, she could feel it throbbing against the back of her shorts. Without protesting she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and awkwardly pulled them off with Vegeta's assistance.
She looked down at him, both unsure about their next move, his throbbing cock now touching the soft skin of her ass. He could feel her wetness on his stomach and he wanted nothing more than to fuck her senseless but this might be his only chance and he didn't want it to end so quickly.
Vegeta grabbed by the waist again and pushed her hips up.
"I want you to position yourself over my face,"
"What?"
"I want to taste you now do as I say or I'll just have to throw you around!"
Bulma didn't argue any further and Vegeta allowed her to move into position, he smiled up at her eager wetness and Bulma looked down at his rock hard erection. Vegeta's hands clasped down hard on each of Bulma's ass cheeks and he pushed her down into his face. Wildly he sucked up her fluids and added to her wetness with his tongue. Bulma moaned loudly and her hand took hold of his cock, she wanted to return the favor and she didn't waste time taking the tip of his hard on into her mouth. She sucked hard as her tongue teasingly flicked the head of his penis. He took her clitoris into his mouth and licked it hungrily; she let out muffled moans as she pushed his erection further into her own mouth. Bulma couldn't take it, she began to grind her hips into his face, she was getting near her climax.
She pulled back from his cock, "Don't stop, I'm cumming," She managed to let out before all she could do was moan with absolute pleasure. Vegeta pushed his mouth further into her folds and licked and sucked enthusiastically, his hands now rubbing her cheeks roughly. She began to quiver involuntarily with her climax and after what seemed like an eternity she went limb on top of him, she let out heavy sighs that hit the erection which still stood just below her face.
After a few moments Bulma collected herself and before she knew it, she was on all fours and Vegeta was kneeled behind her.
"Now that I have you all nice and wet," And without further warning Vegeta plunged deep instead of her. Bulma let out a gasp, her body became tense but she soon relaxed after she became used to his size. He started out slow, pushing in and out of her patiently, his hands holding on tightly to her hips so he could control her movement.
She felt absolutely amazing, her warm tight walls firmly gripped his member and the sensation was almost overwhelming. Soon enough he needed more stimulation and his thrusts increased in speed, until he was ramming into her relentlessly. Bulma moaned with the intensity and speed of his movements, it was inhuman but she didn't expect any less from him.
He allowed his hands to explore her bottom and thighs, pinching her lightly as he went. He leaned into back and his hand wrapped around her, he was looking for her sweet spot. Sensing this Bulma grabbed his hand and guided him down until he felt the little erect nub and began rubbing it mercilessly.
It wasn't long before she was overwhelmed by the sensations, she could feel her second climax coming.
"Vegeta!" She called out, he responded with power thrusts and vigorous rubbing. He could feel her walls pulsating and tightening even more around his member and he felt himself being driven into oblivion. She let out a loud and desperate series of moans, she reached her climax for a second time and Vegeta could feel the fluids of his own ejaculation rushing through his throbbing member. He let out a groan and filled her up with his seed. Bulma's arms and legs gave out and she collapsed onto the bed, Vegeta continued to kneel, he closed his eyes and basked in the afterglow. Soon he let himself drop next to Bulma who was fast asleep, and he allowed her a space on his bed for that night.
After a nice relaxing bath, Bulma sat down on her bed. When she woke up, Vegeta had already left, more than likely he was back in the gravity room torturing his body. The alarm on her watch sounded off for her birth control pill as she brushed her big permed blue hair. She put down the brush and opened the drawer to her nightstand which contained the package with her pills. She stared at the package, the days of the week printed above the rows and columns that added up to 28 pills in total. Three places on the second row had already been opened and swallowed; the next available pill was for Wednesday.
"….Fuck," was the only thing that Bulma Briefs could say at that moment when she realized it was Thursday.
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Sorry if I might've disappointed some of you but I don't think Vegeta really had feelings for Bulma until really late down the road.