Since I've been gone for YEARS, decided to drop 2 chapters in one night. I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 11 Too Good To Be Real

Vegeta was sleeping peacefully with Bulma laying on his bare chest when he was suddenly woken up to the sound of the camper door being opened. He slightly opened his eyes through the dimly lit room to see 17 walking in the camper. Vegeta rubbed his eyes with his free arm, attempting to move around in the bed before 17 could walk into the bedroom and see them cuddled up. However, sleepy Vegeta wasn't quick enough and 17 walked into the room, freezing at the door. Vegeta stopped moving as 17 stopped. They both stared at each other in shock for a few moments. Suddenly a huge smile spread across his face. Vegeta put up a hand before 17 could say anything.

"She asked to crash here because she didn't want to wake 18 and Krillin," Vegeta whispered. 17 walked over to his bed still smiling.

"Hmm, I get details later," he said, pulling back his sheets. "But I suggest you wake her up and tell her to scurry back to her camper. It's almost 7 oclock," 17 said yawning. Vegeta looked at his phone, seeing that it was now daytime.

"Shit," Vegeta swore, shaking Bulma's sleeping body. She stirred a bit, making incoherent noises. "Wake up, it's almost 7!" Vegeta said, shaking Bulma more. She woke up, annoyed at the source of waking her up.

"What?!" Bulma said, looking right at Vegeta. Then it suddenly dawned on her that she wasn't at home, she wasn't in her camper, she was lying next to Vegeta, and she needed to leave before she got caught by a chaperone.

"Oh shit!" Bulma screeched, grabbing her flannel top, throwing it on and jumped into her shoes before scurrying out the camper door. Once the door shut, 17 looked at Vegeta, opening his mouth to ask a question. He was quickly shut down by Vegeta who simply said "not now," before rolling over to go back to sleep.

Chichi was snuggled up to Goku, laying on his chest. They spent the night watching Netflix on their phones before falling asleep. Chichi snuggled closer, enjoying lying next to one another. It was the closest thing to perfection. And it was all interrupted by a familiar voice and the shutting of the camper door. Chichi groaned as the noise stirred her awake.

"You guys! It's almost 7 o clock!" Krillen was heard calling out in the living room. Chichi was half sleep, so it took her a second to realize what he was saying.
"Krillin, what the hell?" Chichi mumbled out. Goku started to stir as he was woken up from the noise.

"Is it time for mac and cheese?" Goku asked sitting up in bed. Chichi stretched still confused on what the commotion was all about.

"Get up, the chaperones will be getting up any time now!" Krillin said, taking his shoes off, getting ready to get back to bed for an hour nap. Chichi rubbed her eyes and suddenly realized what Krillin was talking about.

"Wait, what?" Chichi screamed, jumping out the bed. She threw her shirt back on and put her sneakers back on. Krillin had his back to her the entire time. At the time, Chichi didn't care if he saw her in her bra because she didn't want to get in trouble for being on the boy's side. She quickly kissed a sleepy Goku on the lips before running out of their camper. Goku looked at Krillin who was climbing into his bed. He was still in a sleepy daze. He shrugged his shoulders and laid back down, rolling over on his left side.

18 was settling in to go back to sleep for another hour when Bulma came back into the camper.

"Good morning," 18 said with a yawn. Bulma walked into the bedroom, taking her shirt and jeans off to get in the bed with her cami and underwear.

"Morning," Bulma said, rolling over, ready to go back to sleep. 18 glanced over her shoulder to look at Bulma.

"Someone had fun last night," 18 said, yawning again. "Yamcha got your neck good," 18 finished, snuggling back in the sheets. Bulma nodded her head, ready to fall asleep when she realized what 18 said. Bulma sat up.

"What?" Bulma said, looking at 18.
"Have you not seen a mirror yet? You have love marks all over your neck and chest," 18 said, looking over at Bulma from her right shoulder. Bulma got up, looking at her neck in the bathroom.

"Aw fuck!" Bulma yelled out. She was certainly screwed now.

"They're just hickies, they'll go away, " 18 said, a bit annoyed with Bulma's dramatics this morning. Bulma rubbed her face, trying to piece together her night. She remembered walking back with Vegeta and thinking how beautiful his skin looked in the moonlight. Then it was the camper and Raven was standing outside it for some reason. Then there was the bed-Bulma paused as she remembered the best make out session she ever had in her life. Bulma let out a loud sigh as she remembered the fight she had with Yamcha and the fact that she had a boyfriend but was cuddled with Vegeta just 15 minutes ago.

"Ugh, no, no, no," Bulma said, slightly tapping her head against the sink.

A few hours later, the crew minus Bulma was sitting at a table, eating some breakfast.

"How was the party last night?" 18 asked out of curiosity.

"It was pretty good," 17 answered as Vegeta was sipping his coffee. 17 looked around for any sight of Bulma before finishing his sentence. "But Bulma got pretty pissed with Yamcha last night," 17 whispered out. Chichi perked up.

"Really? She didn't mention anything earlier," Chichi said curiously.

"Probably because they made up," 18 said nonchalantly.

"I don't think so," 17 said, ignoring the glare from Vegeta. "Last time I checked, they were arguing before Bulma stormed off and left," 17 said, putting his fork full of pancakes in his mouth. 18 gave him a curious look.

"Maybe he chased her down. If you saw her neck…" 18 said with a chuckled. 17's smile grew hugely across his face. He hadn't had a chance to really look at Bulma, but he could guess where she got her neck tags from.

"Really now?" 17 said, leaning on his elbows.

"Maybe we shouldn't discuss Bulma while she's not here," Goku said. Vegeta secretly thanked God Goku said something to change the subject since 17 was being an asshole.

"Shush Goku. This is interesting," Chichi said, feeling like it was about time she got her revenge from winter ball.

"So, where did she stay? She didn't come back to the camper," 18 asked.

"Beats me," 17 said, looking at Vegeta. "Did you see Yamcha with Bulma when you guys got back here?" Vegeta gave 17 a death stare before anyone could focus on him. Before he could answer, Bulma started walking towards the table. She had a crew neck t-shirt on with a pair of shorts. She even looked like she had attempted to cover her hickeys in makeup.

"Morning guys," Bulma said, sitting down at the head of the table. Her smile dropped as her eyes met Vegeta's. As they looked at each other, last night's events began to play over in their heads. Both teens had red cheeks as Goku noted that they were acting weird. No one else at the table seemed to notice the exchange between the two besides 17.

"Everything ok, Bulma?" Chichi asked as they finished packing their bags.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Bulma asked.

"17 said that you got in an argument with Yamcha," Chichi stated.

"Oh, that," Bulma said, stopping her folding of clothes. "I don't know. I haven't spoken to him. It was kind of a dumb argument to be honest," Bulma said, sitting on the bed. Chichi walked over to her.

"You can tell me, I won't judge," Chichi said, sitting next to Bulma. Bulma let out a sigh.

"It was really stupid. I saw this girl being very friendly with him and I freaked out on him. She wasn't even important. Some girl from their sister sorority," Bulma explained. "I feel like I should call him and apologize for my actions."

"It's not stupid," Chichi said. "You felt threatened by this girl and you had a right to be. You don't know her or her motives," Chichi reassured Bulma. "And after talking about it, Yamcha may understand you better." Bulma smiled. It felt good to hear those words. But deep down, kissing Vegeta was still making her feel like a terrible person.
"Thanks Chi, this is why we're best friends," Bulma said, leaning on Chichi's shoulder.

"Yes, that and I know too many secrets," Chichi said, laughing. Bulma gave her a small smirk. Not all of them.

The seniors and their chaperones had the entire campground packed and everyone on the buses within the hour and they were headed out to the secret Senior trip. Bulma and Vegeta sat across from each other, but the awkwardness remained between them. Bulma was thankful that Vegeta's love marks were below his collar line. It would have made things very obvious, and Bulma wasn't sure if she wanted the crew to know what happened between them. She was even entirely sure about what happened between them. Everything went so fast. Bulma felt her phone vibrate in her lap. She looked down, seeing a text from Yamcha. With a heavy heart, Bulma opened it. She texted him earlier apologizing for her blow up and explained things to Yamcha, just like Chichi told her to. She read the text and surprisingly for her, he wasn't breaking up with her. He was totally understanding, seeing as he was her first boyfriend and she didn't know how to react to another woman being so close to him, even though it meant nothing. Bulma felt relieved but she still felt burdened. She received another text, this time from Ranfan, asking if everything was ok with Yamcha. She quickly shot back a text that they talked, and things were good. Bulma looked over at Vegeta who was nodding his head to whatever song he was listening to with his headphones. Bulma smiled as she watched him. She couldn't believe that she had never realized before just how handsome Vegeta's features were. She found him attractive but now, he was giving drop dead sexy. His perfectly tan skin, thick hair, full lips, chiseled jaw, those dark eyes. She must have been staring for a while because Vegeta looked up from his phone and right in her direction. Bulma slightly panicked and quickly looked down at her phone in embarrassment. What is wrong with me?

Bulma was awoken to the bus coming to a complete stop. She yawned and stretched out, looking out the window to her left. She saw a beautiful, cream colored building with fountains and trimmed shrubs making a walkway into the building.

"Wow, where are we?" a girl was heard asking from the front. Mr. Saki stood in the front of the bus, gathering everyone's attention.

"Alright students we have reached our destination! We all hope you enjoy the spa trip!" Shrieks and thrills were heard all through the bus as the students looked on.

"A spa trip? What the fuck?" Vegeta was heard with a thick disgust for the "surprise" trip. They could have picked an amusement park or a go kart racing track. Anything would be better than this.

"Oh my God! This is what dreams are made of!" Chichi squealed out, bouncing in her seat. Finally, she got something nice after that weekend in the woods.

"I know some of you fellas are wondering what are you to enjoy here? Well, there is a swimming pool, Jacuzzis, saunas, a very large arcade, a basketball court, tennis court, free ball court, open buffet, and a pool hall with cards. This is the school's gift to you all. Getting prepared for college has been challenging for you all. So, as a farewell trip, you all are gifted with a spa retreat. You can choice whichever spa treatment you want to indulge in. Enjoy yourselves. Prom and graduation will be here before you know it! Have fun! We already have checked in and will be passing out your room keys from the predestined groups you all have picked out. See you tomorrow morning at 10!" Cheers and screams were heard from all around as the students prepared themselves for the relaxation they were promised.

"They have it all!" Chichi exclaimed, looking at all the available activities and treatments available to them. "Seaweed body wraps, hot stone massages, paraffin waxes. I've died and gone to heaven!" Chichi swooned as they made their way to their suite to put down their bags.

"Orange Star High, you rock!" 18 exclaimed. She was normally well mannered and kept her emotions to herself, but even she couldn't hide her excitement. Bulma was quite excited. She was hoping they would do something nice, but this was far beyond her expectation. They finally reached their suite. Bulma used her key card to open the door. Their room was extravagant. The walls were grey with white and black décor and reflective pieces placed along the walls. There was a living room with a diamond chandelier in the middle and a large TV. From the living room, there were three doors that led to the bedrooms with queen beds, a tv and its own bathroom with a jacuzzi tub. Chichi fell on the bed of the room she picked.

"Can we just live here guys?" Chichi asked, feeling how soft the comforter was.

"I could just build you a capsule home like this Chi when you and Goku finally tie the knot," Bulma said, putting her bags down in her room.

"Speaking of which, did you stay with Yamcha last night?" 18 asked, peeking her head into the doorway of the room Bulma chose. Bulma stood frozen for a second.

"Why'd you ask that?" Bulma asked calmly without facing 18.

"Well you didn't come back to the camper last night til this morning and the hickies on your neck, I just assumed you two made up from your fight sometime in the night," 18 concluded. Chichi was next to pop her head in the room.

"Wait, you have hickies?" She completely forgotten the conversation that they had this morning at breakfast. Bulma mentally slapped herself.

"Yeaaahhh, we made up last night. I walked back with Vegeta, and he came after us. I ended up staying in his tent with him," Bulma lied quickly.

"That's good. Judging by those marks, I'd say he had a lot of apologizing to do," 18 said with a sly smile. Bulma turned on her heel, walking out the door the two was standing in.
"Are we just going to talk about me or get these beauty treatments blessed on us?" Bulma said, walking out the main door with her key. 18 and Chichi looked at one another before heading out right behind her.

The guys opted to go to the arcade and then get massages later. Vegeta initially was opposed to getting a massage but after 17 bribed him with the info he knew about Vegeta's rendezvous, Vegeta hesitantly agreed. Vegeta was playing a pinball game, racking up some points, when Goku slowly approached him.

"Hiya Vegs," Goku said smiling slyly. Vegeta cut his eyes at Goku, knowing he was up to something.

"What Kakarot?" Vegeta asked, attempting to concentrate on his game.

"So, what's going on with you and Bulma. You both seemed nervous at breakfast…" Goku inquired. He inched closer to Vegeta, making him uncomfortable.

"Move back, Idiot," Vegeta said, becoming annoyed.

"I'm just asking…17 made some questionable remarks at breakfast that has me wondering…" Goku added. Vegeta turned to look at Goku's goofy face as he was smiling from ear to ear.

"There's nothing going on. Happy? Now go," Vegeta said, ignoring Goku's prying eyes.

"Ugh, come on! Something happened at that party, did it?" Goku whined out. Vegeta continued to ignore him. 17 walked up as he noticed Goku's pouting face.

"What did you do to Goku? He's all sad," 17 said, patting Goku on the head. Goku turned his attention to 17.

"17, what happened between him and Bulma? He won't tell me anything." Goku said, pointing at Vegeta. A low growl was heard coming from Vegeta as he continued to play the game. Before 17 could open his mouth, Vegeta beat him to the punch.

"Because Kakarot," Vegeta said through gritted teeth with intense anger. "There isn't anything to tell," Goku continued to pout. He didn't believe a word he had to say. 17 was becoming annoyed with the whole thing; surely no one cared if he had a crush on Bulma. Clearly, she felt something seeing as she stayed the night with him and was found in his bed, wrapped around him.

"Either you tell them, or I will," 17 said, shrugging his shoulders. Goku eyes widen as Vegeta slowly turned to 17 with a death stare. Krillin walked up to the tense scene, wishing he hadn't as he saw the look on Vegeta's face. 17 remained in his normal cool disposition, ready for whatever Vegeta threw at him. Even if it was the very pin ball machine Vegeta was gripping so tight, his knuckles were turning white. Instead of starting a fight, Vegeta instantly stormed out of the arcade, leaving the three behind. Krillin was completely lost.

"Ok, what the hell happened?" he asked the other two. Goku looked relieved and 17 just smiled.

"Vegeta 's on the verge of a break. In time," 17 said, going to a new game to play.

Bulma was relaxing in the sauna after her hot stone massage and soy and coconut oil wrap. Her next spa treatment was a deluxe manicure and pedicure after her steam. She looked up at the clock, realizing her appointment was coming up soon. She gathered her things right as Raven walked in. Bulma smiled at her, prepared to speak until she saw the look of disgust on Raven's face. She rolled her eyes at Bulma, sitting furthest from her. Bulma mouth an "okay" before heading out. She shrugged her shoulders and was heading towards the locker room to get out of her towel and put her robe back on when she saw Ranfan coming out the jacuzzi area. Bulma waved her over, catching her attention.

"Hey Bulma. Isn't this wonderful?" Ranfan said, wrapping a towel around her curls in an upward motion.

"It is. The school's best idea ever," Bulma said smiling. "I have a quick question. Did I do or say something to upset Raven?" Bulma asked, pointing her thumb behind her to the sauna she just left. Ranfan sighed as she attempted to dry her hair more.

"Well, yeah. She thinks that you took Vegeta from her or something. She said that she was waiting to talk to him and saw you two together after the party." Bulma self-consciously pulled her hair towel tighter around her neck to hide her marks from last night.

"What? I didn't take Vegeta. I don't even remember the exchange between them. I got in 17's bed and passed out," Bulma half lied. She remembered seeing Raven but she really didn't know what was said because she was in the bathroom while they talked.

"I told her that you were pretty drunk and fell asleep there. You guys are best friends, and you have a boyfriend. You still have one, right?" Ranfan asked, giving Bulma a quizzical look. Bulma nodded her head.

"We made up this morning. All is well," Bulma said, jumping back on subject. "I'm sorry if she thought something else was going on. Plus, I know we both had been drinking and though it was less than me, Vegeta was a little drunk, so he was probably being a complete ass."

Ranfan shrugged her shoulders. "Yeah, we all were pretty drunk last night. She can always talk to him again. I mean, 2 am is not talking times, am I right?" Ranfan said with a laugh and an elbow to Bulma's side.

After dinner, Vegeta decided to go down to the jacuzzi by himself to get away from the constant teasing and picking from his friends. Five more minutes of that and he would have committed a three-way murder. Vegeta was in swim trunks and sandals with a towel draped over his shoulder. He had a lot on his mind and was hoping a soak in the hot bath would ease his wandering mind. No matter what he did today, his mind continued to go back to last night's love bliss. He wanted to blame the alcohol. He drank over his limit last night and was buzzed when all this happened. But he was trying to get her off him. So, it was really Bulma's fault that they kissed. It was so…nice…nice to finally get that kiss he had been thinking about for some time now. He thought about stealing one in that bathroom at school. But thought against it, afraid that she might have rejected him. But his mind kept going back to the alcohol and the fight between Yamcha and Bulma. Did she only kiss him because she was pissed at Yamcha or was it genuine? Something she's been holding under wraps? Vegeta shook his head, trying to get his mind off the kiss and off Bulma. He opened the double doors to the pool/jacuzzi area. It was serene and empty at this time. Vegeta sighed with relief, tossing his sandals to the side with his towel, getting into one of the hot tubs. The bubbles began to relax him, causing him to let his guard down and drive deeper into his thoughts. Did Yamcha and Bulma break up after their fight? Was she still pissed? Did they make up? Vegeta growled to himself, trying to shake his thoughts. He was being ridiculous. He had to be an idiot to think last night was anything more than Bulma getting revenge on her boyfriend. Even if he really wanted to believe that there was something more to it.

"Oh hey," a voice behind him was heard. Vegeta turned around, already knowing whose voice it was he heard. Bulma was standing in the doorway looking right at him. "Sorry, I thought I would be alone," Bulma said, ready to turn and run.

"It's fine," Vegeta said, turning back around before she could catch the slight blush across his cheeks. Bulma was hesitant at first. She wasn't sure if she wanted to be alone with Vegeta right now. They hadn't said two words to one another since the kiss. She bit her lower lip, going against her better judgement and went to join him in the tub. Bulma sat opposite him, trying not to look at him or the hickies she left. Vegeta kept his eyes away from her as well. The two sat in silence with nothing but the bubbles making a peep. After a few minutes of the tension filled quiet, Bulma finally spoke.

"This was nice…of the school to do for us…" Bulma said, hoping to thin out the fog of tension between them. Sexual tension. Vegeta nodded, still avoiding her eyes. Bulma blew her hair out of her face. Well, that worked she thought sarcastically. More silence. Vegeta looked over at Bulma, who just happened to look up as his eyes moved to hers. They stared at one another for more than an appropriate time before the intensity drove up in the room.

"So…last night…" Bulma finally spoke, still staring at Vegeta intensely, her glaze shifting to his lips, remembering how they felt touching hers.

"What about it?" Vegeta asked, staring at her boobs. It didn't help that she was wearing the smallest triangle bikini top she could stuff her boobs into without being too exposed.

"I just…umm…well…" Bulma struggled. She looked away, biting her lip, unknowingly turning Vegeta on more. She was deciding what to say. She hadn't come to terms with how she was feeling about the whole thing. Part of her wanted to explain that it was a mistake and part of her wanted to devour him once again. All and all, she felt she was making a huge mistake. But she didn't know if the mistake was being with Yamcha or wanting her best male friend.

"What?" Vegeta asked. Bulma looked back at him, hoping she could find the right thing to say.

"I-umm," His dark eyes made her hot as she tried to form words. She couldn't help herself as she remembered the heat she felt when he touched her and the tingling sensation his kisses left her. Vegeta watched her, his heart beating nearly out his chest. She looked beautiful sitting there with the water bubbling across her full chest. Vegeta couldn't stop imaging his mouth all over them. Their eyes met as they watched each other before they both moved towards one another, getting tangled in another deep, breath-taking kiss.

Chichi and Goku walked down the hallway giggling as they made their way to the pool area. They had spent so much time with their friends all day, they snuck away for some alone time. Chichi was laughing at a story Goku was telling about his brother.

"Wow Radditz," Chichi finally managed out. "Your brother is really something else. What did your dad say? I know he loved seeing your brother dressed in drag!" Chichi said, causing another laughing fit to erupt. Goku, laughing with her, finally finished his story.

"Oh! The look of disappointment was all he had. I don't think he talked to Radditz for 2 weeks!" Goku said, laughing in unison with Chichi.

"Man, if I saw my son in a mini skirt, tube top, and heels, I wouldn't talk to him either. All to win a bet! Your brother's cra-" Chichi stopped dead in her tracks as she watched the scene unfold in front of the glass windows of the jacuzzi area.

"What's the matter, Chi?" Goku asked as hhe saw her slack jaw and look of shock. He looked in her direction and proceeded to let his own jaw hit the floor. On the other side of the glass, which appeared as a mirror to the ones inside, was Bulma straddling Vegeta in the hot tub, making out. Her hands were tangled in his hair and his wrapped around her back and waist.

"What the hell is going on?!" Chichi exclaimed, unsure if she should alert the two that they were being watched or to continue to watch the mystifying show in front of her.

"Ohh my Goddd!" Goku screamed. Surprisingly, the couple on the other side couldn't hear the screams from their friends.

"How did-whe-what the fuck?!" Chichi said in surprise.

"Should-should we keep watching?" Goku asked, looking at Chichi.

"No! They'll kill us!" Chichi shrieked. "We need to leave!" Suddenly, the two were seen heading to the door and Chichi and Goku panicked. They turned to start heading down the hallway rather quickly, running actually.

"Chichi, where are you running to?" Bulma's voice was heard, stopping them in their tracks.

"No time to talk, we're racing to the pool!" Chichi said, running again. Goku just looked at the two confused lovers and nodded before running behind Chichi. Bulma and Vegeta watched them disappear in awe.

"Okayyy…" Bulma said.

"Guess that means the room is empty…" Vegeta said, remembering that Krillin and 18 were talking about walking through the garden tonight. Bulma gave Vegeta a sly smirk as he grabbed her hand and led the way.

Vegeta opened the suite the guys were sharing with a quick swipe of his key card, letting Bulma in first. Their room was set up like the girls' room but was painted black and dark grey. Bulma looked around, drying the ends of her blue tresses with her towel.

"Which one is-" Bulma started to ask which room was his when Vegeta pulled her to him, kissing her full and deeply. Bulma dropped the towel that was in her hand and wrapped her arms around Vegeta's neck, returning the strength of his kiss. They nearly tripped over the table in the sitting room area trying to get to his room. Vegeta paused for a moment, reaching behind Bulma to open his door on the right, next to Goku's room. As soon as they got in the room, he slammed the door unintendedly, locking it immediately afterwards. Vegeta turned back to Bulma who was standing in the dark room, barely lit with the moon's light. But he could still see her standing there, looking devastatingly beautiful.

"I don't want to sit in your bed with this wet bikini," Bulma said, looking behind her at the bed.

"Then take it off," Vegeta said nonchalantly. Bulma gave him a quick evil glance. Vegeta rolled his eyes, going into his luggage, throwing her a pair of clean boxers and a t shirt. Bulma gave him a quick thank you before heading into his bathroom to change. While she was changing, Vegeta changed into a pair of boxers and sweatpants. He was throwing his swim trunks on a chair to dry when she came back out.

"You want to watch a movie?" Bulma asked, sitting on the bed. Vegeta gave her a look that she could see through the dark. Bulma playfully rolled her eyes. "Never mind then."

Vegeta climbed in the bed with her, getting on top of her. Bulma smirked at him, pulling him down to her to steal another kiss. More kissing ensued as soon as their lips touched again. Vegeta rubbed her thigh, keeping his weight off her with the other arm. She lifted her leg, moving him closer to her. She slid her fingers up and down his chest, feeling every muscle in his stomach and his pecs. Bulma didn't know what to think; her mind was clustered in thoughts of Vegeta and where did all this built-up tension come from? She had been friends with Vegeta since they were kids and she never looked at him in a different light than one of her best friends. Since the second semester started, she couldn't look at Vegeta without wanted to jump his bones and now here she was, making out with him in his bed, wanting nothing more than to have him all over her. This wasn't the place for that however and she knew she would stop it before it got that far. Well, she hoped she would be able to. Bulma felt Vegeta's hand snake up the t shirt she was wearing, grabbing her bare breast and rubbing her erect nipple. She shrieked a bit as the sexual pleasure flowed through her body. Vegeta lifted himself up, pulling the t shirt over her head and throwing it to the floor. Bulma never felt so exposed but so hot in her life as her grabbed her other breast and began nibbling the skin before popping her breast in his mouth. She moaned out in pleasure, tousling his hair, encouraging him to continue. He keeps this up, I may not have the strength to stop him from going further Bulma thought to herself as she enjoyed having her breast sucked, bit, licked, and caressed. Suddenly, she heard a knock at the door. They both became frozen as they heard Krillin's voice on the other side of the door.

"You ok in there Vegeta?" Krillin asked. Bulma covered her mouth to prevent a gasp from coming out. He must have heard her moaning. Vegeta cleared his throat, not sure if it would have come out in a raspy squeak at that moment.

"Uhh yeah," was all he could really think of saying.

"I'm just checking. I thought I heard…something…" Krillin's voice trailed off.

"I'm trying to sleep, if that's ok with you," Vegeta called back.

"Ok. Good night…" Krillin said, walking away. They could hear whispering between Krillin and what they could guess was 18. Both listened out for the closing of a door or something before they even took a breath. After hearing Krillin's bedroom door finally close, they finally left out a sigh of relief. Bulma chuckled a bit.

"I guess that's a sign to go to sleep," Bulma said, reaching for the shirt she was wearing. Vegeta rolled off her so she could put her shirt back on. Bulma looked at Vegeta after redressing with a small smile. Maybe they could talk tomorrow. They both got under the sheets and cuddled to sleep.

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