So, this chapter contains lemon, and it's my very first time writing it, so please write me a PM with suggestions to how I can do it better next time.

I have used the word 'fuck' and 'fucking' a couple of times in this chapter (I know I have used it before, but not as much as now). I'm not personally a fan of the word – I can still say "fuck" when I get hurt, but that's about it – but I thought it was the right word for Vegeta to use. He would not say 'make love' and use 'fuck' more than 'have sex'. Or so is my opinion, write to me if you guys think it's wrong.

Enjoy!

Bulma tried to catch her breath as well as remember how she ended up in this situation. She and Vegeta had started to fight as so many times before, but something had been different. It was a fight like some of the fights she had had with him at Earth; she had felt the sexual tensions after a couple of minutes but dismissed it as her own imagination and hope. Suddenly they had shared a very passionate kiss, which had made her loose her breath completely. He had started to undress her, and she had quickly returned the favor. She had always had fantastic sex with Vegeta, but Vegeta with a tail had been amazing. It had been almost like a third hand, caressing her legs and stomach, leaving hot trails in its path.

'Speaking of the devil,' she thought as she felt the tail starting to unfold itself from around her left thigh. Vegeta's arms also began to loosen their hold around her waist to let his left hand start yet another sweet travel on her skin. She let out a small gasp as his hand found her breast while his tail for the first time touched her womanhood. She could feel his smirk as he started to bite her earlobe softly while giving his tail better access by using his own legs to spread hers. The tail brushed carefully against her lower lips and she stifled a moan as it continued while his other hand found her right breast.

After kissing and nipping her neck while letting his tail explore the outside of her sex Vegeta untangled himself completely from a heavy-breathing Bulma. The scent of her arousal was filling the room and Vegeta once again felt his groin tighten. His saiyan stamina made it easy for him to get this hard so soon after his second orgasm that day. His left hand and tail lifted her legs and spread them wide as he used his right hand to make sure she was still wet enough to take him in. He could feel her pushing herself off the bed when he pushed three fingers into her damp center.

"Impatient now, aren't we?" he said with a smirk before he took out his fingers only to ram them inside her again. She took in a quick breath but started moaning when he began to move his fingers rhythmically.

"Please," she said and rotated her hips.

"Please what?" he teased and continued with his fingers only more slowly which awarded him with a disappointed grunt from Bulma.

"Give it to me." Vegeta was about to ask her what it was when an idea popped into his head. He removed his fingers completely, which Bulma responded to by another disappointed grunt. He took her right ankle in his hand and his tail started to wander down her leg. Bulma suddenly went still as she waited to see, what he was up to. The tail soon found the place it had headed towards and the tip quickly got soaked in the juices of her arousal.

Her eyes shot wide open when she felt the tail entering her. The unexpected, tickling feeling of the fur inside of her almost made her come instantly. As the tip rotated, touching all the way around her inner walls Bulma started moaning once again. When the tail was withdrawn she panted heavily and felt her whole body shiver in anticipation and unfulfilled lust.

Vegeta saw her fingers untangling from the bedcovers and her hands started to move towards the now dripping tail. He decided to let her touch it, certain her mind couldn't even make up the thought of yanking it to bring him pain. His eyes grew a bit wider when she started to carefully pull the tail towards her, but as he felt her lips closing around the tip they quickly shut.

Bulma could taste herself on the tip of his tail and sucked on it to clean it for him. She had discovered that when she brushed his tail carefully it always made him give off a small moan, and she was determined to make him moan even more. As she continued to suck and brush his tail she could feel his grip on her ankles become weaker, and she put her legs down. Without letting the tail go, only taking it shortly out of her mouth, she sat up and started to suck the tail once again, this time with more determination. She was finally awarded with a loud moan from Vegeta, as his finger got tangled into her hair, encouraging her to continue.

To Bulma's disappointment Vegeta pulled his tail away from her after a few moments, but her disappointment disappeared as he lay down and pulled her onto him. She straddled him and slowly eased his throbbing erection into her wet, waiting core. After adjusting herself a bit she started to move and soon the room was filled with moans and heavy breathing. Their pace increased and both felt their orgasms built up. Bulma's moan became more desperate as Vegeta found her bud of pleasure and brought her even closer to her release. Vegeta felt her inner walls starting to tighten around him, and he grabbed her hips, supporting her as the orgasm came crashing down on her. Bulma moved a couple of times more before Vegeta also found his release, and they both cried out in pleasure before she fell down onto his chest.

Vegeta made the 200th pushup on his index-finger and stood up. He went over to the towel-rack, which was installed in the GR and wiped off some of his sweat with a clean towel. He threw it at the rack and began to do sit-ups. The sweat quickly started to run down his face and bare chest once again, and he pushed himself even harder. He had adjusted the GR to an even higher gravity after the first hour of training. His mind had wandered when he had been at the usual setting. All the time it had ended up in his bedroom, thinking about his time with the blue-haired beauty from Earth.

When he had done the 153rd sit-up he couldn't focus and he shouted the emergency-shutoff-password. He laid flat on his back and breathed heavily. He closed his eyes and opened them after a few minutes. His vision was still blurred but not bad enough to give him a problem moving around. He looked at the clock but couldn't make out the digital numbers. It didn't matter, his body told him that even though he hadn't trained that long, he had to eat – fucking the woman had used a lot of energy as well. He used the intercom and ordered some food. After a quick shower he walked to the grand room and started to eat.

As usual his mind worked at top-speed when he ate. And as it had done in the GR it started to focus on the earthling. Never before had he had sex with a woman more than once at the same day, not wanting any of them to get the idea of him wanting more from them than pleasure. But this time he wanted the woman, who was looking at him with longing eyes, to think it was more, or to at least get so much pleasure herself, that being sent away would teach her a lesson.

Or at least, that's what he told himself. He had also convinced himself that his saiyan stamina had been the only reason for his second and third erection. Truth to be told, if he had ever wanted to have sex with a woman more than once the same day, he wouldn't have been able to do it with so little time in between. There had been something about the woman, which no other woman had ever had. He couldn't put his finger on it. Maybe it was her anatomy. He had only ever fucked humanoids, but they had always had another skin-color, had a third eye or something else that made it clear, that they weren't saiyan. But the human race looked like the saiyan race except the tails. 'That also explains how everyone on the mudball accepted Kakarrot when he had his tail cut.' The mere thought made the fur on his tail stand, and suddenly he remembered her mouth on the tip of it once again.

He felt his trousers being stretched by his growing erection, but would not let his body alter a decision he already had made. Fucking the blue-haired woman had been a once in a lifetime experience. He thought about how they had ended up in bed. He had heard her cry and had come with a remark about how a crybaby she was, when she could start to wimp by such a minor shock. They had soon started yelling at each other, and suddenly his body had moved on its own accord. He had put his arms around her and started to kiss her perfect, red lips… Vegeta threw the table across the room and walked back to his bedroom. A quick cold shower would clear his mind before some well-deserved sleep.

Once again he was in the GR. Once again the gravity was set unusual high. And once again Vegeta had to yell the emergencycommand. Four days. Four damned days had gone by without a moment of peace for him. The only time his tormenter had left his mind alone had been when he pressed himself so much his vision set out. One time, he had needed half an hour in a regenerationtank because he had passed out in the GR before calling the program to a halt. And even then, she wouldn't leave him alone. When he had been awoken from the tank, the supervisor had went on about how good an idea the censor for movements that had been installed in the GR was. The woman had set it up in case the user got harmed or passed out, so the machine would stop after ten minutes without any movements and then send an alarm to the bridge. After the fifth remark about her excellent idea Vegeta had blasted the man where he stood, before stomping off for yet another cold shower, which only made him be erection-free for about an hour, just like all the other showers before it.

As his vision started to become stable once again Vegeta stood up and left the GR with a bad headache. He grabbed a bottle of water and drank it greedily. It helped to take off the worst off the pain, and he decided that the rest would disappear by itself. He walked back to his bedroom and felt the familiar tightening in his lower body as soon as his eyes spotted the bed. He stormed towards the bathroom with a low growl from the back of his throat. As he saw the intercom he stopped dead in his track. He frowned and stood nonmoving for a minute before he had made a decision. He pressed the button and awaited an answer.

"What can I do for you, my lord?"

"Bring me the earthling."

Hope you liked it! Please do tell me how my lemon went! I have already written some lemon in a later chapter *snickers* but maybe I could make some changes in it before posting it.

I have read some fanfics where the author writes 'I will only post if I get 5 reviews', but I don't want to be that "greedy" if you can say it that way. But I do consider not posting my next lemon before getting some feedback… Well, I have a chapter or two more before the lemon, so I have some time to consider it.