Well, I think this is the longest time between updates, but I have had a lot going on at home and at work – and after writing half a chapter I had a great chat with GetaFan, whom I would like to thank once again for support, feedback and ideas!

Hopefully some of the contents I've already written is useable so next chapter will be up soon.

Oh, and btw: lemon!

Enjoy!

Bulma stretched her arms and yawned. A bit diffuse she looked around, unsure of where she was. She recognized the surrounding but hadn't expected them. Slowly she sat up and pulled the bedcovers a bit tighter around herself. Oddly enough she felt well-rested and almost refreshed, as if crying herself asleep in Vegeta's arms had rinsed her. The last thing she remembered was herself whispering: "Can we please never talk about it ever again? I don't want to cry anymore." Whether he replied or not she had no idea of.

"Are you going to keep sitting in that bed until you grow roots?" Bulma looked to her right and was surprised to see Vegeta sit in a chair in the corner of the room. "As soon as you fell asleep we left the planet." He didn't need to explain why. She knew why. It was not only her who had seen things she would have liked never to have experienced in the first place.

"How long have I been asleep?" she asked and coughed to clear her throat. She was hoarse, but she didn't know if it was from crying or sleeping. Probably both.

"16 hours."

Bulma's mouth and eyes opened wide in surprise. "16 hours? Wow, I've never slept more than 7 hours for some years. My body must have needed it." She was about to ask where they were heading now but her stomach suddenly made the loudest noise it had ever made.

Vegeta didn't reply to what she had said but got out of his chair and walked to the intercom. He said something she didn't understand before turning towards her. "Go take a shower and change, you smell of that kalionian woman. There will be brought something to eat in a short amount of time."

Bulma got out of bed and did as she was told. She could feel her head was still a bit messy after the session the day before, but sleeping for such a long time had certainly helped. As she left the bathroom she could smell the food before she saw it. This time she hid her surprise as there was clearly not enough food for Vegeta to eat as well. In fact there was only a bowl with some spaghetti-like substance she had come to like and three plates; an empty one, one with what could best be described as a vegetable stew and finally one with two different kinds of meat.

"Are you on a diet or something?" she blurted out. She had lived with saiyans long enough to know the amount of food on the table was not even enough to act as an appetizer.

"I ate while you were sleeping. Now sit down before I make you." His voice was commanding but not harsh as she would have expected it to be. Bulma sat down and started to take some of the food onto her plate without looking at Vegeta. She had never eaten with him in the room without him eating as well.

"Where are we heading?" she asked and put down her fork. She had eaten all the food presented to her and was more than full.

"No destination in particular." He got out of his chair and went into the bathroom without looking at her. She could hear water splashing from the other room and knew he was about to take a shower. She wondered why he would need a shower, even though her nose wasn't nearly as sensitive as his she could still smell when he had trained, which she was sure he hadn't done while she was sleeping.

Bulma got out of her chair and walked to the bathroom. He hadn't locked the door and she entered to see him leaning against the wall, eyes closed and tail hanging loosely downwards. He almost seemed… tired. He didn't move until she was a couple of feet away from him and it was only a flick with the tip of his tail. Bulma stopped when she was a foot away from him and looked at him.

His features were softer than they had been since she had traveled back, but something about his posture made him seem more worn than relaxed. She stretched out her hand to touch him but was stopped when his tail grabbed her wrist. He slowly opened his eyes; Bulma suddenly thought he looked like a predator. After starring at each other in a couple of seconds Vegeta put his right hand at the back of her head and pulled her towards him.

Bulma had already closed her eyes before their lips met and her mind went completely blank when his tongue slipped between her lips and started to examine her mouth. She felt his tail letting go of her wrist only to start brushing her back and thighs lightly. His left hand tugged a bit at the bottom of her shirt before slipping under it and travel over her stomach towards her breasts. She let her own hands examine his bare chest, feeling every muscle beneath his skin and every small trace of his scars, which she had come to know as if they were on her own body.

Their lips parted briefly to make it possible for Bulma's blouse to be taken off. "Vegeta," she gasped, but he didn't response before locking her lips with his again. His right hand traveled down her back and cupped her bottom while his left still fondled her breast. She could feel how her knees began to turn into jelly as his tail and hands set her body on fire.

Vegeta lifted her into his arms without breaking their kiss. He went into the bedroom and laid her down after finally breaking the kiss. As he looked down he was met by lustful, blue eyes. The woman's already heavy breathing made her breasts raise and fall as if begging him to touch them. Before joining her in the luxurious bedcovers Vegeta removed his own and her trousers. The alluring scent of her arousal filled the room as soon as the fabric left her body and he could feel his erection, which had been present since her scent had been purified by her shower, grow even more painful. He was about to taste her lips once again but was stopped by her hand on his mouth.

"Vegeta, is something wrong? You seem troubled." He could see genuine concern in her eyes and before even thinking about what to say or do he entangled his fingers with hers and kissed the palm of the hand before removing it from his mouth. She was about to say more but he stopped her by kissing her once again. Never before had their kisses sent such electricity throughout his entire body. He was certain the hair on the tip of his tail would stand if it were not already soaked in the juices from the woman as it had started to re-discover her womanhood after a long time where he had not wanted to give her any pleasure.

The sudden negative thoughts agitated him and the movements of his tongue and tail became even more aggressive – or desperate would other say. When he stopped the kiss and nipped her now swollen bottomlip Vegeta could see and smell how the woman was drowning in pleasure. Her eyes were foggy and unfocused; her body was shivering slightly and by every movement of his tail a spasm went through it.

Bulma gasped for air as she tried to not lose herself completely in the pleasure Vegeta showered her body in by every touch with his hands, tail and lips. She could only focus on how her skin grew hotter and hotter where it touched his and therefor she didn't notice how he had positioned himself between her thighs before his tail was replaced by his hot tongue and eager fingers. Her whole body was on fire and she screamed in pleasure while Vegeta eagerly tasted the juices produced by her orgasm. Satisfied and a bit exhausted she fell down into the mattress trying to catch her breath. She could feel how the fire in her stomach was slowly igniting once again as Vegeta kept on exploring her wet center with his lips and finger as if it was for the first time. As his tongue left her bud of pleasure and started examining her lower lips and inner walls Bulma curved her back and let out a long moan before she gasped by the sensation of his teeth lightly scratching her sensitive folds.

Vegeta could hear the blood rushing through his veins; the sound was almost so loud he couldn't hear the moans from the woman. He could feel how close she was to her second orgasm, and his own body was no longer begging for a release; it was demanding. He withdrew his tongue from her inside and put in two fingers, making sure she was ready for him. Of course she was and right now he was so ready for her it was unbearable. Never before had he wanted to feel a woman – not even the woman lying beneath him now – but he wanted it to be good. And this would be good, he was sure of it.

As Vegeta had eased himself fully into her he closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of it. He slowly started to move, making sure he felt every inch of her. The woman's moans became clearer as his body's demand was finally granted, and he heard how half of his name left her lips between gasps. After burying himself completely in her once again he leaned down and kissed her before grasping her thighs even harder to make him capable of moving faster inside her. Her gasps grew in frequency and volume but he wasn't satisfied. For the first time it wasn't enough to feel her body, he wanted to hear her voice.

Bulma was now completely lost in pleasure and as Vegeta leaned down to kiss her she kissed him back by instinct not by choice. She whispered his name, as if her body knew it should be careful after the last time she blurted out his name in the heat of the moment. She felt his teeth nip at her earlobe before he said: "Louder." Completely diffused by all the sensations filling her body with fire she could not comprehend what was said to her and she kept on mumbling between moans and gasps. "Scream louder, Bulma." The sound of her name on his lips was almost enough for her release and she screamed his name while burying her hands in his hair.

Their pace went up as they both got even closer to their climaxes. Bulma was squirming underneath him, making Vegeta move his right hand from her thigh to her side in order to make her lie still. The now free leg quickly locked itself behind his back and forced them even closer together. They both cried out as their releases crashed down on them almost simultaneously making them cling to each other as if their life depended on it. Vegeta quickly rolled around and pulled Bulma on top of him to not harm her with his weight.

After catching her breath Bulma untangled her fingers from his hair and let her right hand rest right above his heart while the fingers on her left traced Vegeta's jawline and lips. His eyes were closed but she could see them move slightly beneath the lids. "I don't think you should train today," she said and let her index-finger run from the tip of his nose and over his left eyebrow. "You looked tired, perhaps you're sick."

Vegeta smirked but kept his eyes closed. "I'm not sick or tired, woman, I'm the prince of all saiyans. Have you slept so much you lost your memories?"

"Not at all, but everyone can get sick," she said and sulked a bit. His attitude right now made her unsure whether he said her name or she had just imagined it herself. "Can I ask you something?" Bulma knew she took a change by what she was planning to do, but she couldn't stop herself. Vegeta huffed but she took it as a yes. "Did… Did you say my name just before?"

She knew it couldn't be, but she had felt like his heart had skipped a single beat. "I did," he said and looked at her shortly before closing his eyes again. "I thought that was the idea of having a name?" Bulma chuckled and kissed his forehead before tracing several kisses down his face and throat. He purred from the back of his throat as she started to stroke his already half-erect member. She smiled and planted a swift kiss at each of his closed eyelids before letting her lips and tongue examine the base of his neck.

She didn't know why, but something told her this was going to be one of their most precious moments in a long time, and she didn't want to spoil his mood by asking more questions. But she couldn't stop herself completely as she sat up and eased herself onto him while saying. "It is, but I would rather hear you moan it than say it." Vegeta's eyes shot open and he was clearly mystified and a bit taken back by what she had said. Before he said anything Bulma started to move and soon the room was filled with hoarse voices calling out the others name.

Please tell me what you think! Do you want them to go a specific place? Except Earth btw, after giving it a great deal of thought I have decided to not get into any revenge-act from Vegeta's side – sorry!