'Face to Face'

Chapter Thirteen: Hot as a Fever, Burning like Fire

'If it's not forever,
If it's just tonight,
Oh it's still the greatest,
The greatest,
The greatest.

And you,
Your sex is on fire.

You,
Your sex is on fire.
Consumed,
With what's to transpire.'

Kings of Leon; Sex on Fire

Bulma stared down at Vegeta, her eyes both glimmering with some emotion he couldn't place and darkening with desire, and with a strange sense of triumph and lust bursting inside him he pulled her head to his and captured her lips with his own.

She seemed to both melt against him pliantly and seize him to her passionately at once. Her almost desperate return of his kiss increased his desire tenfold and he gripped at her hips and thighs, their tongues clashing together and sending fireworks of lust spiralling through them both. Bulma wriggled in his lap, trying to get as close to him as possible and he growled into her mouth as her breasts pressed tightly against his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him fervently; too dizzy to even think about how well she fit in his arms, how amazing it felt to kiss him, how right it felt to be curled about him so tightly.

Vegeta, desire coursing through him, his senses overwhelmed by her, and his control overwhelmed by his senses, kissed her back with a desperation he ignored and aware of his increasingly obvious arousal, he pulled his mouth from hers and trailed hot kisses down her neck, latching onto a spot above her collarbone and deftly rolling over so she was trapped beneath him, their legs entangled and bodies pressed tightly together.

Bulma groaned as his lips left a burning trail across her skin and she arched up to him, eyes widening and a gasp escaping her mouth as she felt his erection press into her thigh urgently. Her whole body seemed to ache for him, her mouth dried, and she wanted- more than ever- to taste him, touch him, feel him inside her, and she suddenly realised what was about to happen if she let it. If we do this now, I won't be able to ever let you go Vegeta. If we do this, I know I'll be yours forever. This isn't just lust for me, and I'll be damned if that's all I let it be for you. Her heart trembled in her chest, her body buzzing as his hand trailed from her hips to her thighs, and he paused just a moment, lips hovering above hers once more, eyes boring into hers, and then his fingers grazed her inside thigh so gently that she made her decision right there and she arched up, kissing him fiercely and parting her thighs invitingly.

And that was all it took for Vegeta's tiny remaining grip on his control to disappear completely and he kissed her back, delighting in her gasps as he brushed his fingers against her clit- which he smugly found already hot, wet and swollen – pulling away from her mouth to watch her as he plunged his fingers into her and she gasped out again, her head lolling back and mouth parting as his thumb brushed her clit and his fingers moved inside her continuously.

"Vegeta," Bulma moaned aloud, and he leant down again, smirking as she gasped his name against his lips, feeling possessiveness, desire and triumph swarm him as she arched into him, and he could feel her energy level peaking as she begun to orgasm, her body shaking slightly and her mouth opening wider, her breasts pressing into him as she finally thrashed on the bed, a loud moan echoing around the room.

He withdrew his fingers from her and Bulma's eyes fluttered open, the irises dark with desire and a sated, seductive smile playing on her lips. She slid her hand down his torso, revelling in the hard, hot muscle under her fingers, and she slid her hand into his shorts, her fingers grazing his erection, causing him to grunt quietly as she wrapped her hand around him. Vegeta grunted again as she squeezed firmly and he gripped her hips and pulled them both upright, so they were sat on their knees, facing each other. Bulma's face was mere inches from his and she closed her eyes and bit her lip, before pumping her fist up and down quickly, her other hand snaking down from his stomach to gently fondle his balls. Vegeta groaned and his hips moved into her touch, his eyes closing as Bulma continued the motions. Fucking hell. This feels amazing…her hand wrapped around me so tight and warm…I just want to be inside her…with a fierce and sudden growl, Vegeta grabbed her wrists with one hand and held them above her head, using his other hand to swiftly pull her silk slip over her head, baring her to him completely. He pushed her down to the bed and flung her slip over his shoulder, tearing off his own shorts and grabbing her ankles, tugging her legs apart and driving into her with an animalistic groan. Bulma gasped out as he drove into her, and immediately locked her legs around his waist, her breasts arching up off the bed as he begun moving within her. His hands slid up her tiny waist to palm at her breasts, and she arched up still, moving her hips to meet his thrusts. Bulma gripped at his shoulders as he seemed to ram into her with a rough fervour, and she responded eagerly, gasping and moaning as she begun to feel her second orgasm rippling through her body. She spasmed around him, and Vegeta groaned aloud, tearing his hands from her breasts to pull her up by her waist, so they were sat up again, folded together so tightly a breath couldn't pass between them. Bulma's head fell back again, exposing her neck and collarbone, moaning out "Vegeta," and her orgasm ripped his own from him, and desire and ebullience filled him, his entire being seemed to burst into flames as he bit down on her shoulder and came with a resounding growl.

Bulma gasped as his teeth suck into her shoulder as if he was branding her, drawing a little blood and definately leaving a mark and she shivered with pleasure, before falling back, and Vegeta fell to the bed with her, their legs tangled and sweat shining across their skin.

As she caught her breath and calmed herself down, Bulma knew there was no going back. Ever since she'd resolved to befriend Vegeta she had found herself becoming attracted to him, and now, her heart hammered in her chest, she knew that what she felt for him went beyond that. It was stronger than what she had imagined, and fear gripped her stomach as she glanced over at him. I'm completely his now, and he probably doesn't care.

Vegeta frowned against his pillow and willed his body and emotions to calm down. You are the Saiyan Prince. You are not a pathetic earthling male who cannot control his own desires and wants. You've had your way with her, got her out of your system, now tell her to bugger off and leave you alone. You're done here.

He rolled onto his back and closed his eyes, fury swelling in his stomach as he couldn't seem to get the words out of his mouth. Tell her to piss off. You're finished with her, she's nothing more than an earthling slut…she's nothing to you. Nothing! But he couldn't get his tongue to form the words, and he stayed sullenly silent, opening his eyes curiously as he felt Bulma roll onto her side and sit up.

Bulma sat up and gazed at Vegeta silently as he opened his eyes and glared back at her. She leant down quietly, determination filling her as he stayed stubbornly still and silent. Oh don't you get all arsy on me buddy. We've done this together and now you've got to deal with it. I know I'm more to you than just a quick shag. She kissed him lingeringly on the lips, before getting up to move away. But I'll leave you to dwell on that for now.

Then, out of nowhere, completely of its own instinctual accord, Vegeta's arm shot out and his hand encircled her wrist, tugging her back down next to him.

"Vegeta…" Bulma breathed, confusion and hesitant delight coursing through her as his grip tightened around her.

"Be quiet woman." He said gruffly, but he held her against him tightly and Bulma couldn't help but grin to herself and lean into him, her heart threatening to burst in her chest.

Vegeta stayed silent and still and shut his eyes. For one night only...This is the last time you will ever do anything so pathetic. You will not lose control again, he thought firmly, angry at his own inability to control himself but filled with a sense of satisfaction and contentment that overwhelmed even his stubborn Saiyan pride.

A short chapter I know, but I wanted that whole scene to speak alone! I'm sorry if you found it too graphic or whatnot (I did warn you though!) Let me know what you think, your reviews are always so great, the more the merrier! Seriously, getting a review just makes my day!

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