Chapter Two
"Hay Vegeta are you hungry? There is some pizza in the box, help yourself" she said as she wiped away the tears from under her eyes.
He grabbed the box and sat at the kitchen table the pizza hadn't even been touched it was still whole and warm she must off only just ordered it.
"I'll get you a drink"
'What's the point of ordering food it your not going to eat it, strange Earth woman'
'What's wrong with me? Why doesn't Yamcha want to be with me, is he scared of a relationship? Has he found someone better? Men, I should just give up and become a nun'
She laughed out loud, the thought of herself becoming a nun was beyond stupid. The prays and the black clothes she could handle but the whole no sex thing was a big no.
Even though Yamcha was not the greatest lover it still felt good. She walked over and placed hers and Vegeta's drinks on the table, she was still smiling of the thought of her becoming a nun as she sat down.
"Woman what the hell is wrong with you?"
She looked up to see that Vegeta was staring coldly at her from across the table.
"I'm fine Vegeta" she answered why did he care anyway?
'He is kinda cute though, I bet he would know how to treat a women in bed.'
"Woman I'm talking to you" he shouted "I said if you fine why are you so quite? Not that I care I just want to make sure that your able to fix that stupid machine if it breaks again are you ill?"
"No I'm not ill Vegeta I'm just a bit mad to tell the truth, Yamcha didn't turn up for our date again"
"Oh that's all, well maybe he found someone better after all your easily replaced. It wouldn't be hard to find a better looking women"
Ouch, that hurt!
No way was Bulma going to take that comment lying down. How dare this pig headed prince say such things to her. Yamcha could never 'score' anyone better than her.
"WHAT! You self absorbed pig headed jack ass!"
'I think I've hit a nerve' he smirked to himself, now he could have some fun with this woman a perfect end to his day.
"How could you say such horrible things to me after all my family have done for you!"
"I never asked you offered"
"That's no the point you bone head, I'm the best Yamcha will ever get and the best you will ever lay your eyes on"
"I doubt that your nothing but a spoilt brat with a foal mouth"
"Well that makes two of us you stuck up jerk, now give me MY pizza" she grabbed the box and rammed a piece in her mouth, at least she wasn't depressed any more she was just mad at Vegeta.
"I'm a lot better than you woman remember that. Your just a lowly commoner I'm a Prince"
"Whatever Vegeta you know that you need me. Who else could build you all your little toys and fix them when you have a tantrum and blow them up?"
As she finished the last word she leant her arms together putting one hand under her chin and pushing her cleavage out towards Vegeta.
Maybe she needed a good argument after all she did enjoy arguing with Vegeta it made her life exiting, no one else could normally keep up with her but he could.
"Woman you put yourself too high on the pedal stool, your father can do much more than you"
"But who's butt would you rather check out? My butt bent over the controls in the gravity room or my fathers?"
silence.
"I thought so"
'Dam it how can I answer that one' Vegeta asked himself it was true she was attractive and she did have a great body and yeah sometimes he did find himself 'checking' her out he was a man after all.
'He is not answering, one to Bulma'
"I would never sink so low as to 'check you out' woman I have much better taste than that"
"Oh really, well tell me what's your taste Mr Saiyan Prince"
"Not you" he said bluntly taking another slice of pizza. In truth Vegeta's type was a woman who was strong and beautiful not this weak human girl, although she did check off one quality.
"I'm guessing she would have to be very beautiful since Prince Vegeta, his high and mightiness would only have the best. She would have to be strong too and it properly wouldn't help if she was adventurous in the bedroom department"
She winked at him as she finished she knew she was right, Bulma Briefs was always right.
"Well Mr hot shot I may not be physically strong but I can certainly tick off the other two qualities"
Vegeta knew she was right about her being beautiful but why would she want to be his type. He could never understand this women one minute she crying about her loser ex boyfriend and now she's yelling at him, not that he minding he enjoyed their little argument sessions.
Maybe he would take this conversation further, give her a scare.
"Al right then woman maybe I do find you attractive and after I defeat the androids I might just keep you as my sex slave. After all I bet that you would like being treated as a whore"
"Please Vegeta you don't scare me, Goku will defeat the bad guys like he always does and as for the sex slave and whore comment you couldn't keep up with me" with the last word she playfully leant further over the table she wasn't going to let Vegeta win this one, she knew in a minute he would probably get uncomfortable and walk away.
"Really... well now I'm interested you want to make a bet on that"
"Excuse me?" he would walk away right? He had to Vegeta wouldn't really be seriously about her, would he.
"You heard me. Lets take this conversation up stairs and then were see who can keep up with whom"
'What the hell?' Bulma thought was he being serious her and Vegeta in bed...together...Having sex!
Maybe the conversation had gone a little too far. She didn't want to have sex with Vegeta, even though she did find him attractive. He did have an amazing body too and not to mention his cute ass.
'I bet he would go all night, stop it Bulma!' at that moment she could hear that Vegeta had stared to laugh very loudly.
'That jerk he was joking. I'll show him I have the last laugh'
"Okay, lets go"
"Come again?" his laughter had now stopped and he was looking at her intensely.
"I said lets go, me and you and a night full of crazy...wild...kinky sex"
Bulma got off her chair and walked around the table to him, one of her shoulder straps had fallen down as she reached the back of his chair. She slid her hands down his chest falling just above his waist she was low enough to whisper in his ear.
"I have never been the type of girl to back away from a challenge Vegeta" she made sure she said his name seductively "After all your right. Your all man"
Vegeta could fill her breath of his neck and her warm fingers playing with the band on his pants. Her hair was dancing on his shoulders and her soft skin was warm against his. He was turned on by this woman he could fill himself getting hard he had to stop this before she pushed him to far.
Vegeta smelled sweet to her his skin was hard like marble and she could fill his heart pounding under her touch. She reached for the band of his pants placing a soft kiss on his neck, man he tasted good.
'I should stop now before I go to far' Bulma thought to herself but she couldn't she was actually getting turned on she could feel herself getting wet.
Yamcha had never made her feel like this but he was the last thing on her mind, she knew theses feeling for Vegeta were wrong but at that moment she didn't care. All concerns went out the window and all she could think about was this Sayian prince on top of her and making him scream in pleasure until the end.
After all people had one night stands all the time and this would be no different.
Her heart was beating faster and Bulma only knew one thing, she wanted him... bad.
But what if he didn't want her she had to know so she pushed cleavage against his back. He let out a slight moan as her skin touch his shirt, maybe he did want her too. But why wasn't he making a move she had to do something to push him.
"What's the matter Vegeta are you too afraid that I might actually make you feel so good that your scream my name all night. I'll be a good slave and do anything you want my Prince" playful she licked his ear.
"Anything" that had done it.
Before she knew it he was facing her, the chair was on the floor and she was against the wall with his strong arms holding her up and her legs wrapped around Vegeta's waist.
His mouth was on hers and she intertwined her hand threw his hair letting out pleasurable moans every now and then. He was a great kisser his tongue played with hers, this kiss wasn't like her kisses with Yamcha it was fiery and passionate.
Vegeta could feel himself loosing control with her, everything about her was driving him insane, her lips, her tongue the fact that she felt so good under his touch he had to have her.
He pushed his hand under her night gown and placed his hand on the bottom on her back which earned him a moan from her mouth. She even sounded good.
He made his way towards her toned stomach and grabbed her hip pushing her towards to wall more and began kissing her neck.
Bulma's hands found the bottom of his shirt and she lifted up up above his head and threw it to the floor.
'Man he has such a great body' she screamed in her head as his mouth founds her again.
He made his way up to her breast and grab them gently whilst playing with her nipple he could feel her wetness threw her pants. It was turning him on more.
"Vegeta" she whispered in-between kisses and reaching down in-between her legs and grab his crotch he was so big she couldn't wait to fill it in her.
There was no going back now he would have to take her right there on the kitchen table he would make her scream his name until her throat was soar and she begged him to stop.
He slammed her on the table pulling her closer to him, she moaned as he ripped her pants off an she began pulling his trousers down. She roughly pulled his neck back down to kiss her and played with the back of his hair.
Every kiss that Vegeta placed on her was driving her wild she needed him just as much as he needed her.
'No going back now Bulma' she thought as she felt Vegeta beginning to slid himself into her. Before he could even make one thrust Bulma heard the key turn in the door and the familiar voice of her mother.
"Bulma honey were home"
Poor B and V, maybe next time ;)
