Vegeta's POV
Another interruption in my plans to indulge myself with that woman. I shivered remembering what she told me, now I'm arguing with myself. I debated whether I should really be wasting time with the woman or if I should be training. Most of my serious injuries have basically healed and fighting through the pain always strengthens my abilities, yet Bulma is so captivating.
Here I sat arguing with myself, I should be focused on preparing the ship and skillfully training, not getting distracted, it was still daylight out. It's absolutely disgusting to me that I have already given in to her once before, and not even hours later here I am caving into these carnal instincts. Even with the disgust I have with myself, I am still sitting here in my room waiting.
Why am I waiting for her?
I should be the one in charge of these encounters. But she is the one who crawled into my bed last night. Why was I the one to instigate this in the first place, by kami she was the best at finishing them. Suddenly I had a very captivating idea, she may have told me to wait but I will be the one who was truly in control of these interactions. I started to feel her energy and I could sense that she was walking up the stairs, I could feel the growl in my chest as I was stuck deciding if I should confront her at my own door or wait for her to enter. That was until I heard her open a door and shut it, obviously, it was not mine.
She had gone into her room. That Woman has told me to wait for her, but as a Prince, I do what I want. I stood up and quickly made my way to her room, making sure my footsteps were heavy, and loud enough for her to hear me then I politely barged into Bulma's room. Looking around I couldn't see her but by the sound of water running I knew automatically she was in the bathroom. That bitch is going to shower before coming to me, the only real duty of hers is to serve me.
I walked boldly into the bathroom, Bulma was of course in the shower yet she ignored my presence, "Excuse me, you were supposed to meet me in my room." I stated in the roughest voice I could, obviously demanding obedience. Bulma looked through her glass door, which was covered with steam, she stated plainly, "Well , I felt dirty so I decided to clean myself up before I came and had a playdate with you."
I growled at the stupid statement, "Why when we are just going to get sweaty anyways, you are wasting my time." I crossed my arms against my chest, this was sure to rile her up. "Aww poor Vegeta, you want my attention so bad you came and bothered me while I'm in the shower. Even when I told you to wait in your room, if you feel as if I am wasting your time why aren't you training right now?" I growled even louder, she had made the obvious point, I should be training. I wasn't supposed to be wasting my time on these stupid indulges. But I came here with a mission to put this Woman into submission and I will complete this task.
I striped my training shorts off and opened her shower door, climbing into the shower with her I stood face to face with the most beautiful woman I had ever laid my eyes on.
The hot water cascaded down her, it made her body glisten, and the already angelic skin called to me. She was so different compared to the few saiyan women I encountered. Smooth to the touch, I was caught staring at her from the neck down. When I finally looked up I was met with flushed red cheeks, and her scrunched lips. Either the hot water had reddened her cheeks or I'd made her angry as planned.
"Excuse me mister what do you think you are doing?"
I smiled at her pathetic question as if it wasn't obvious, "Why I'm just here to take what I want." I stepped closer to the blue hair beauty grabbing her by the waist with my right hand and bringing her hips to mine the hitch in her breath only excited me more. I used my other hand to go for her neck gently gripping it from the side. I was proving my dominance to her, and with my nose to hers, I caught her fiery blue eyes.
"You can't take things without asking Vegeta, that's not very nice." I chuckled at her statement, "Oh Bulma when are you gonna learn, I am not nice." I didn't give her a chance to respond. I crushed my lips to hers, she didn't even offer any hassle. She immediately gave way to me, she wrapped her arms around my neck forcing me to move my hand more towards the back of her neck.
Her body against mine felt so right, every piece molded so perfectly to me and I just wanted to devour her entirely.
Bulma POV
I hadn't actually expected Vegeta to be waiting in his room much less get a wild hair up his ass and come to my bathroom. Where I happened to be showering, to just completely show me how much he wants me. His hand on my hip is so firm in its grip, and his hand on my neck is just making me quiver with excitement. I thought I was being funny when I played with his temper but if this is the reaction I'll get from now on it is welcome. I couldn't help but moan into our kiss, it was pure bliss to have such a strong man pursuing her. She enjoyed the way she felt so electrified when she was with him. His body was so rough and beat up that she wanted to know every story. He deepened the kiss beckoning my tongue to continue the dance that it had started earlier. My harsh mood was dissipating and turned me needy, soft, and wanting.
I wanted Vegeta to have me, to actually take me in. I moved my hands into his hair to pull him back, he broke the kiss, giving my lips a break so I could speak, "Can we please move this to a bed?"
I wanted to feel Vegeta on top of me, I could feel a burning passion inside of me, I knew it wasn't from the hot water in this shower. I wanted to make love to him. He grunted at my statement as I felt him release my hip to turn off the shower. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. This isn't exactly what I expected, Vegeta just continued out of the bathroom and then towards my door, "Vegeta we are not leaving my room like this."
He chuckled, "My room is right next door, we'll be there soon." I squealed. This is ridiculous, I started to kick my feet a little before Vegeta slapped my ass, fairly hard, and said "Stop fidgeting woman you'll be in bliss give me 3 seconds." His voice had a sultry tone to it and I couldn't help but blush at his statement.
He opened my door, looked both ways down the hallway, and calmly strutted to his room. With me casually over his shoulder like a towel, both of us buck naked. I was embarrassed. Even though no one saw us by the time we were in his room I was arguing with him, "Kami! Why would you do that? What if somebody had... Oof.. hey that wasn't very polite Vegeta!" In the middle of my statement, he had thrown me onto his bed, the look on his face only fueled my little tantrum.
He had his signature smug smile, his arms crossed, and his eyebrows were raised. He was practically laughing at me. "Vegeta you sir are an asshole," I started to sit up but he laid over me before I could, he brought his mouth to my ear, "You are so beautiful when you're angry, but you said you were mine, so now you will obey me Bulma."
I couldn't help but moan, he complimented me in his own little way and admitted he wanted me. "What must I obey my Prince?" I questioned him with a smooth voice, a complete 180, my tantrum forgotten I wanted to please this Prince. "I want you to obey me body and soul, you will be so spoiled by me no other man will give you what I have given." His words weighed heavy on my ear making my body quiver, "You already own me Vegeta I am all yours." He growled into my ear and ground his erection against my aching core.
I felt him move down my body and he started doing something I had been thinking of since the night before. He grabbed my legs spreading them and quickly put his face to my core. I felt his tongue caress my clit and I moaned out his name, it seemed to encourage him even more. I have no clue if he has actually ever had sex but his mouth was so fucking good, he was making her legs twitch and I couldn't help but ball my hands up in his sheets. His tongue continued its assault on my clit, and one of his hands released my hip. It joined his ministrations down below. I felt him slowly insert one finger into my dripping core, the moans that escaped from my lips tore at my throat. He continued this onslaught until I felt like I was going to burst.
When he pulled away I groaned as a complaint but he smashed his lips to mine, drawing me into a passionate kiss, our tongues followed each other in a game of tag it seemed. I could feel him rubbing his hard cock against my core.
"Please take me Vegeta!" I called out to him with a strained cry. I heard him growl as he straightened up his body, still lazily rubbing his tip teasing my entrance. "Will you do something for me, little minx?" I nodded to him, "Anything you want, My Prince." I cooed out to him. I saw a smile grace his lips. I watched him get off the bed opting to stand right at the edge he was slowly stroking his erection.
"Come over here and suck on this royal cock." I knew it wasn't a question it was a command and I instantly repositioned myself on the mattress so that his large cock was right in front of my face. I look up to meet his onyx gaze and slowly reached a tentative hand up to grab his member, savoring the sigh that escapes his mouth.
I slowly bring my lips forward, I gently suck on the tip of his engorged manhood, allowing my tongue to swirl along the head of his cock while I slightly jerked the base of his member. He let out a grunt of approval his hands sneaking their way into my hair as I continued to take as much of him into my mouth as possible. Relaxing my throat I calmly focus on the rhythm allowing the tip of his cock the grace the back of my throat before I would pull back and continue my ministrations to the head of his manhood. I moan around his cock as his grip on my hair tightened, I started to ramp up the pace of my onslaught when I felt Vegeta tug my hair pulling me back. I released his cock from my mouth, and a small string of saliva dripped out the side of my mouth as I met his intense eyes.
One of his hands left the grip it had in my hair in succession to caress my jawline, I sighed into the touch but I never let my eyes leave his. No words were exchanged as he calmly motioned for me to move up on the bed. He crawled on top of me, his strong legs straddling my own. He bent over his hot breath against my ear, I gasp as I feel his hand squeeze at my chest. I eagerly waited for him to say something but instead, he took one of my nipples and pinched it slightly between his rough fingers.
I couldn't help but buck my hips towards his, feeling his erection throb against my thigh. The fingers that were just playing with my nipples trailed down to grab at my thigh. Vegeta sat up grabbed my leg and forced it up until my foot rested on his shoulder, I shivered as his hand continued to knead into my thigh, his other hand snaking its way in between my legs to reach my throbbing core. I exhale roughly as he slowly pushed one of his fingers inside of me, he teased my wet core and his obsidian eyes bore into my own.
I shivered under his gaze, he pulled his teasing finger away from my wet core only to gently brush it against my bottom lip before I gently sucked the taste of myself off his finger. I heard him purr and before I could blink I felt his trust inside of me.
As soon as he trusted in I was in paradise, he has such a nice girth, the length of him feels as if he could just fill me full. His face buried in my neck my leg bending back with him making it so he could pound himself deeper inside of me. I couldn't hold back the words cascading from my lips, "Fuck Vegeta, you own me, oh Kami Vegeta I'm only yours, Fuck I love you so fucking muccchhh." I couldn't stop the statement from escaping and it seemed to fuel Vegeta even more. He bit into my neck so brutally that the pleasure mixed with pain was pushing me toward the edge. Vegeta continued to pound in me, my broken moans escaped from my lips, my other leg tightened around his waist, and my throat raw.
He brought his mouth to my ear, "You are mine Bulma."
Pure bliss rushed over me, from the thrusting of his cock, and with those rough words I was pushed over the edge, I came on Vegeta's cock. I heard him moan as my pussy clenched around his hard cock. I was in complete bliss when Vegeta very aggressively bites back into my neck, he shoved himself as deep as he could. I felt his cock throb as he came inside of me, and I moaned along with him.
Vegeta's POV
I couldn't help myself.
I had to claim her as mine, I tried to condemn these feelings but it felt so satisfying to call her mine. I will never understand why she says that she loves me but for now I feel as if I can relax, for just a moment. I hid my face in her neck, gently licking the small bead of blood from the area where I had just bitten her. I let my cock soften inside her before I slowly pulled it out, Bulma moaned as I did, I laid flat on my back, and allowed myself to grab her, bringing her closer to me.
She sighed in contempt, laying her head on my chest, her arms wrapped around me and she let herself fall asleep on my chest. I kept gazing down at her, my arms around her shoulder, it was a foreign feeling, yet I felt so peaceful. It felt right. For the first time in my life I am not worried about survival, dare I say my only worry was knowing I had to leave after this moment, I gently rubbed the shoulder of the blue-haired creature who lays beside me. I looked over to the sunlight streaming in from the window but I let my eyes close, my thoughts wander and I allowed myself to sleep next to the alluring woman for the second day in a row.
...
I woke up to Bulma still asleep against my chest, the sun had set and I had no clue what time it was. I did know I was hungry. I looked down at the fascinating woman, Bulma, her face barely lit by the moonlight. Her features were just so perfect in Vegeta's mind, he caressed her hair and leaned down to kiss her forehead. I have softened, maybe too much to achieve super saiyan. I couldn't help but sigh, I had to leave Earth, I can't allow myself distractions any longer. I have to train somewhere else and allow myself some solitude.
For some reason, he felt an emotion that he was really uncomfortable with.
I felt this tearing in my chest. I look down at Bulma, telling myself I have to leave, it causes this pain that I've never encountered. This isn't good.
He allowed himself to caress her face for the last time, he didn't feel the tear until it fell off his face and onto hers. He wiped it away and sucked up the rest. Saiyans don't feel emotions, and they don't train with distractions.
Bulma's POV
When I woke up I could tell something was off, and that something was causing the room to shake. I jumped up, Vegeta wasn't next to me. I panicked, where did he go, worst case scenarios were running through my mind. My heart dropped into my stomach as I ran down the hallway and to my room. I forced my balcony door open, I didn't care if I was nude, all I could feel was sadness and bitterness as I watched the gravity room launch itself into outer space. Vegeta was on there, I felt the tears running down my face. I wanted to scream but suddenly I felt weak. I crossed my arms against my bare chest and dragged myself to my bed. The tears came out even harsher and I couldn't hold them back. The man I was just in bed with having the most passionate sex of my life just left me, he left without a goodbye.
My heart was hurting worse than any heartache I felt with Yamcha. I didn't feel comfortable in my bed anymore, even though Vegeta just left I got up, still naked, and walked straight back to his room.
I looked at the bed he just left me in, I fell back, I curled up to the pillow his head was just resting on hours before. I inhaled the scent of the Prince and cried even more. I wanted to be angry with him yet I didn't know what to do or how to feel, I was numb.
...
It's been two months since Vegeta left, and I still felt emotionally numb.
I haven't worked on any inventions, I've barely moved out of bed. My mom came up to visit me never prying into to why I was here in Vegeta's room. She just came to bring me food and stayed with me for some company.
Just recently I've started getting sick to my stomach almost every morning when I wake up. I miss the saiyan prince with every fiber in my being, I know there is a video call in the gravity room but I can't work myself up enough to call him. I don't know what to say, he left because he doesn't want to see me, and I guess that's something I will have to live with.
I Bulma Briefs have torn my own heart out by getting involved with the cruelest man to live. Even as those words grace my thoughts I think back to the days leading up to his departure, I try to ignore the ache in my chest, I was still waiting here in his bed, where he left me. I had moved my TV into the room, I occasionally move to shower as well. I realized that this was the first time in my life I had felt this crushed, I feel defeated.
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Four months after Vegeta left I found out why I wasn't feeling so good in the mornings. My mother forced me out of the house to go see my doctor, and he gave me the news that I thought I would never encounter until I was ready.
I was pregnant.
As soon as I came home I went straight to my 'room', or Vegeta's old room and I curled up into a little ball.
Hands on my stomach I lay there questioning life. I was terrified of what is to come with a baby, and Vegeta isn't even here for me to tell him. What if he doesn't believe it's his, I don't want to argue with him over the phone like a psycho. Even if Vegeta didn't care about this I told myself this is the only piece of Vegeta that I get to have, I would have to be content with that.
Vegeta's POV
I have lost count of the number of days I've spent in space, I had destroyed several moons and planets training on them. I have almost been killed a number of times, yet with every recovery and every accomplishment I still have yet to achieve the ultimate goal I have been fighting for. I want to become a super saiyan, it is in my blood to become the strongest warrior and I am angered that I have yet to achieve this goal.
Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by a weird ringing noise, then the big screen appeared on the far wall of the gravity room. It was Bulma, her face looked pale, and her eyes had heavy bags. He couldn't see the rest of her, she was still beautiful to him yet he didn't let his hard exterior break, "What do you want woman?" He asked, trying to seem annoyed.
He had expected her to call as soon as he left but she hadn't. "Vegeta I just wanted to check up on you and make sure you were still alive." her voice was sullen, he had never heard her sound so defeated. "I am alive as you can see, I have no clue as to when I will return to earth if that is what you are calling to see." He heard her sigh, "Well Vegeta, just don't run out of fuel, you've been gone for six months, he watched her step back in the frame and she bent over to adjust the camera giving him a nice view of her chest before it fully focused.
She had gained weight he could tell, but it looked really weird on her.
"You have gained some weight, woman." He stated before she could say anything.
She chuckled a little before sighing, "Actually I'm pregnant, I found out four months after you left." Through the video, their eyes met while Vegeta's jaw dropped. "How is that possible you only were intimate with me and there is no," Vegeta stopped himself. He really started to think about the facts, his eyes wandered over the video image of Bulma.
His mind exploded to a certain degree, he was going to be a father. "Are you positive you are bearing a child?"
He asked her trying to compose himself, he could see her get annoyed but she shook her head yes, "I am definitely pregnant Vegeta, and this child is definitely yours." Vegeta stood in silence, letting those words settle in the air. He was going to be a father.
He cleared his throat, "Knowing this information I will try to make arrangements to be back on earth after the child is born."
He heard Bulma sniffle a little and watched her shake her head. She simply waved her hand and ended the call.
There he stood, in the middle of nowhere in this gravity room. Information weighing heavily on his chest. This child of his is bound to be a son, my family line ensures this, I have seen Kakarots stupid child and the kid has potential. Knowing that I have superior genes, and Bulma has very capable genes in herself, this offspring will definitely have a good chance at being a good warrior. I couldn't help but smirk, the consequences of my actions had been handed to me.
If Bulma was correct and I've been gone for six months then there is barely even a year left until the androids are to arrive. Vegeta had a certain feeling come over him, he felt weak and powerless thinking of those androids.
An image of Bulma with swollen belly flashed across his vision along with the long haunting dreams of Frieza. Suddenly questions started to consume his mind and it was pissing him off. He chose the closest moon and decided it was time to go train. Quickly after descending onto the moon, he knew it was a good choice, the moon was about to get pulverized by a huge asteroid storm and Vegeta found this the perfect opportunity to clear his mind. Or so he had thought, currently struggling through the massive onslaught of asteroids and the wondering questions still pestering my mind. I was having an external battle with myself. He was to be a father, the androids were due to arrive soon, and he had yet to attain his goal.
Blast after blast, looming question after question. Am I not good enough to defend a planet? Maybe I was just made for destruction, to cause chaotic death.
Vegeta quickly moved back to prepare himself for one of the biggest asteroids heading towards the alien moon, all he could hear in his mind was a slew of Frieza's voice calling him a worthless monkey, images of Kakarot floating around like an imbecile who achieved the ultimate form. A flash of electrifyingly blue eyes bore into his mind. A fresh swell of anger rushed through him, he couldn't focus and the asteroid was getting closer, he was fighting an internal battle that would determine his life.
Bulma's POV
I had called Vegeta about two weeks ago, I couldn't help but call and tell him about my pregnancy. He told me he would eventually come back to the capsule corpse one day, I let the thought settle in.
The pregnancy hasn't been easy on me in the least bit. From constant back pain and an onslaught of kicks from this bound-to-be girl, she was going to be beautiful. I was excited but depression still had its grasp on me. Normally I feel as if I am the strongest woman in the world but ever since Vegeta left I have felt nothing but defeat.
Learning that I was pregnant scared me at first until I was ready to accept being a mother. I was still hurt by being left by Vegeta, I feel as if I had scared him away and even though he said he would be home when the baby was born I have a sick feeling he was never coming back to Earth. I decided to get out of bed for once and walk around the capsule corps back yard to clear my head of these thoughts but obviously, it really hadn't helped.
I needed to keep my body nourished, especially for when the baby is born. I couldn't help but smile, I was excited for this baby, at least I know I'll have a creature that loves and cares for me. I will give them the world.
Smiling, I rub my belly as I make my way to the chair on the porch. I sit down pondering about what is to come in my life and to put it simply I am ready for whatever is to come. I sigh and relax once more closing my eyes, reminding myself that I am Bulma Briefs and nothing will put me down completely. I felt a shadow cover the sun in front of me and barely open an eye.
"Yamcha, what are you doing here?"
I opened my eyes to look at his slightly shocked expression, "I have been trying to get a hold of you for months, every time I come over your mom tells me you're busy doing something." He pointed at my stomach, "What the hell is that, is it mine?"
I couldn't help but laugh at his question, I wiped a single tear from my eye before I finally composed myself to speak. "No it is not yours Yamcha, I don't even know why you would think that!"
His expression quickly turned to anger, "Your having a child with the man who killed me aren't you!"
I rubbed my temples, the anger I felt welling up inside instantaneously turned to just annoyance. "Let me remind you that you got killed by a little green thing that sprung out from the ground. Who are you to come and judge me for the choices I make when you have made nothing but terrible choices regarding me."
Before he could choke out a reply I finished my statement, "Besides so what if I am having Vegeta's baby at least he cared enough to get me off."
Yamcha just sneered at me, "Whatever, I never did anything that bad to you!" I just scoffed at him, "Why don't you just leave and go and beat up some dinosaurs or something." He did just that, he turned around and left. I allowed myself to settle down, leaning back in the chair I soaked in the sunlight. It felt good to yell at somebody, I rested my hands on my belly once more feeling the baby kick around. I closed my eyes and drifted off.
I woke up to a cool breeze right as the sun was setting, I yawned and stretched out my limbs. I stood up and took a second to steady myself on my feet before I made my way inside and up to my 'room'. As soon as I entered the room I sighed wishing that Vegeta would have never left, I laid down in the bed that he had left me in and drifted back to sleep.
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More dull days passed and I kept my mind turning, I made myself busy with baby preparations. Vegeta has been gone for almost 7 months now and the baby was going to be here in a little less than two months. I was excited to start a new chapter in my life, albeit a little anxious. I never expected motherhood to hit me at such a hard point in life but with this new life coming into the world I needed to make sure I could be the best mother that there ever was.
I wanted to wait to learn the baby's gender at birth, I was only buying unisex baby clothes, not too many pinks and not too many blues. I believe all babies should be dressed in colorful clothing, there should be no gender norms to baby clothes. I remembered the day I gave Vegeta the cool pink shirt, he hated it but he did look good in it. I sighed at the memory but tried not to dwell on it. He wasn't here and I couldn't expect him to participate in this child's life too much anyway.
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I woke up to a weird feeling of overpowering energy surrounding me when I opened my eyes I swear I saw a goldish glow. I felt confused as I wiped my eyes, I looked at the end of the bed. I couldn't stop my mouth from dropping in sheer awe, tears welling up in my eyes. "Vegeta is..is that you."
