Bras Bedtime Story
Epilogue Part One
Vegeta smirked as he saw his mates sleeping body snuggled amongst the blankets in the middle of the bed, he paused and stood to watch her gently sleep and admire how beautiful she looked when she wasn't awake and shouting.
A warm feeling engulfed his body, as she stirred in her sleep and snuggled further in the faux fur covers to find extra warmth and comfort. He had the strongest urge to jump straight into the bed and give her the warmth and comfort she desired from his own body it took every ounce of his energy to prevent his body taking control and surrendering to his natural instincts.
"Sleep well my woman." Vegeta whispered softly as he leaned against the white doorframe, observing his sleeping wife.
Her long blue hair was tied into a long plait, with her small soft hands propped underneath the pillow; Vegeta smirked and found his heart beating slightly faster as her chest rose and fell with each gentle breath she took.
Bulma was his, and only his. He had learnt to control these strange emotions that he felt every time he saw her, from the moment he had set eyes upon her on Namek she had seemed different to other females he had confronted before.
Playfully he brushed his mouth against her ear, as he joined her back in his precious warm bed. Oh the precious warm bed…
The moment his own head hit the pillow, he gave into the exhaustion that was taking over him; and before he knew it the proud prince had fallen asleep embracing a sleeping Bulma in his arms.
The high pitched wail of the alarm was enough to wake both the content occupants of the bed, both growled simultaneously before Vegeta reached out an arm and slammed the horrid instrument into the wall. He hadn't even needed to get out of the warm soft bed that they shared.
"Why'd you set that damned thing." Vegeta growled as he angrily flung his head back upon his pillow, as he tried to get back to sleep again.
Bulma groaned, as she stretched her arms and legs wrapping them playfully around her tired Saiyan prince.
Vegeta allowed himself to close his eyes at her touch; the lack of sleep he had gotten was beginning to catch up upon him thanks to his daughter who would probably be waking up way too soon.
"You took your time last night…" Bulma whispered seductively into his ear, as she cuddled further against his back embracing him even more.
Mumbling a few detrimental curses her way, he tiredly shuffled away and pulled the duvet up further so only his spiky hair was showing.
The prince began to drift back to sleep, just before he felt a rush of cold air as his mate ripped the heavy fur blankets from him.
Angrily he turned over, glaring coldly into Bulma's deep blue depths; those same eyes he couldn't ever get out of his head they even plagued him in his dreams… they were almost hypnotising as she glinted with mischief and sexiness at his pain of the cold room.
All night his dreams had been about her, it wasn't unusual and the prince certainly didn't dislike it; it was undoubtedly better than the ghoulish nightmares he used to have about Freeza.
He felt a bout of jealously and anger flow towards his wide awake mate, before he closed his eyes again and retreated from the battle she wished to have.
He had plenty of sleep to catch up upon; rest was the only thing important to the prince…
The heir found himself drifting back to sleep very quickly without the warm blankets, once again letting his guard down to the blue haired female lying beside him.
Bulma smirked as she gazed longingly to her sleeping partner, he looked so innocent and cute as he gently slept beside her; she raised a hand slightly and stroked the side of his cheek; the prince released an even cuter smile at her touch; he mumbled something incoherent as she began to stroke his soft spiky hair then he nuzzled closer to the warmth of her body and continued to sleep.
Even whilst he slept he had the dignant look of a prince, it had been whilst seeing him sleep that Bulma had first fallen for the handsome prince… Vegeta had been asleep on the sofa, and was sleeping just as he was now; as he slept he moved his head onto her lap and seemed to cuddle her, it turned out he was suffering from a virus and had decided not to inform anybody. Too proud to admit that he was exhausted from a sickness bug, and that his immune system was too weak to fight it, the prince fell asleep on the sofa before the Briefs family. That day Bulma had seen a different hidden side to the former space pirate.
Bulma wrapped her arms around Vegeta's waist as she leaned forwards and placed a kiss gently upon his forehead, just as she usually did Bra, her husband frowned slightly but then pushed his head further into her body, until his head was up against her breasts and she could smell the familiar scent of his favourite shampoo.
She broke into a smile as he proceeded to wrap his arms around her and pulled her even closer; she allowed herself to snuggle closer and then decided that perhaps she could also get some more rest. The warmth from his body was beginning to make her feel tired again, yawning gently she rubbed her head upon his and fell into a dreamless sleep.
A couple of hours later the high pitched wail of the phone ringing awoke Bulma from her cosy sleep, with an inward sigh of regret she pulled herself out of Vegeta's protective grip and moved towards the portable phone atop her dresser.
She pushed the covers off herself, before a strong arm looped back around her waist and prevented her reaching the few feet to seize the phone.
Vegeta pulled her backwards and roughly pushed her back onto the spongy mattress,
"Leave it." he purred into her ear as Bulma tried to throw him off, the phone was still going off yet it didn't seem to deter the prince one bit.
Growling she tried to remove his arms, but then gave up once he flopped his body fully upon hers and grinned devilishly. Placing a passionate kiss upon her lips, she could do nothing but surrender to his warm touch as his hands wondered to places that would make her parents blush.
She returned his kiss even more passionately as she slid her arms around his neck then began stroking the back of his hair softly as she continued to kiss him longingly.
The phone began to ring again in the same annoying high-pitched tone, Bulma groaned as she forced her lips away from his and then glared coldly towards the stupid plastic device. "I've gotta answer it, obviously its something important."
Vegeta looked at her watchfully, but then surprisingly rolled from her body and released his grip from her waist; Bulma watched for a second and absorbed his arrogant smirk and mischievous glinting eyes. She shook her head as she thought of how sexy he looked right now, he didn't even know how sexy he looked… thinking twice she knew that he did.
Vegeta let out a noise, which sounded like a chuckle as Bulma reached forward and snatched the phone from its base; she was unaware that her husband was busy observing her body, which was on full view.
Vegeta sat up and stretched, yawning gently as Bulma began to curse something dreadful through the phone.
Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Bulma growled dangerously as her husband menacingly crept closer with a look of pure menace and lust in his eyes, she was trying to speak to a leading member of the Capsule team as to why her son had not turned up to the global meeting, and here was her husband preparing to attack her like a predator seeking prey.
Just as she was about to kick her mate as hard as she could, the bitchy woman on the receiver continued to rant about the global meeting. Bulma was less than interested as the lady began to talk about Capsule shares and the percentage of the stock market.
She grinned as she aimed a kick to her husband's ribs, but missed and he grabbed her foot.
Releasing a scream as she felt him apply a little too much pressure than necessary, the woman on the end of the phone started to get slightly angry. The tone of her voice had changed indifferently, "Mrs Briefs, the marketing is…"
"Vegeta you-"
The ladies voice returned, with a hint of sarcasm and stroppiness. "I'm sorry Mrs Briefs, if this is the wrong time to disturb you…"
Vegeta growled as he tried to snatch the phone away and say his small piece, Bulma smoothly moved the phone away from him and apologised. "No I'm sorry Mrs Smith, I'm just slightly busy at the moment." She gushed as she felt the heat rising to her face.
"She has prior commitments now go away bitch!" Vegeta called out loudly and deliberately, just as Bulma released a low growl.
"Ignore that!"
"IGNORE ME! THE PRINCE OF ALL SAIYANS! WHAT PLANET ARE YOU ON WOMAN?"
"I'm terribly sorry, but if you could call back another time and speak to my son…"
"Why not just say what your thinking woman? Inform her to stop kissing your ass, and to get her lazy useless self off the communicator and do some actual work."
"I've really got to-"
The lady seemed very offended at the cold malicious voice of the man calling out, obviously Bulma had more important commitments than the welfare of Capsule Corp; after all she had handed it down to her son who hadn't even bothered to turn up to the most important meeting of the year.
"I shall be handing in my resignation Mrs Bulma Briefs. This company is preposterous!"
"GO AWAY SERVANT WOMAN!"
With that the phone went dead, the lady had hung up. Bulma growled and glared towards her smirking husband.
"She is the top marketing director of my fathers company!"
Vegeta smirked and looked almost proud of his handiwork, "I believe that's the incorrect term, was would be the correct-"
"DO NOT TRY AND ACT SMART!"
Vegeta instantly shut up, as the smirk on his features grew ever wider. Bulma lowered her gaze, and then angrily chucked the phone back onto the wooden dresser beside her.
Vegeta had woken up most tantalising this morning, he had only been awake for a few minutes and already he had attempted to sabotage the business, seduce her and had made her sleep in late.
"Now… where were we?" Vegeta mused as he moved from the centre of the bed that he had reclaimed, and was sliding over to the left hand side of the mattress where Bulma was fuming to herself.
The blue haired mother angrily folded her arms, and sulkily looked towards the window completely blocking out her husbands lovemaking intentions.
Disclaimer: hey all! I have decided to be nice… I am going to split the epilogue into two parts… partly because I am trying not to end this fic, and also because several people have reviewed and contacted and begged for more.
I do however promise that this is the 1st part of the end… the next chapter being the…. Pull out the hankies. Last.
Please can you review and tell me what you have thought of the fanfic, and this chapter. Also if you would like to see some lemon in the epilogue baring in mind that the rating would then have to go up.
Unless of course you wish me to just post another version of this story, with a lemon so you have two endings.
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