Bulma sighed. She
was so bored. There was nothing to do and nowhere to go. Yamcha
had called earlier and planned to stop by, but she wasn’t really looking
forward to seeing him. There was only one person she could think
of at the moment and he was FAR too busy TRAINING to pay her any attention.
She didn’t know why, but
all she could think about for the past few weeks was Vegeta, the arrogant
Saiyan no Ouji. She didn’t know what had caused it all. Sure,
he was cute and had a nice body but he was such a prick, always so uptight
and demanding.
“Maybe he just needs to
get laid.” She mused aloud.
“Who would that be, dear?”
Bulma’s mother chirped from the kitchen. Oops! Bulma thought,
embarrassed. She hadn’t heard her mother moving about in there.
“Uhh.” Quick idiot!
She thought angrily. Think of something to say! “Uhm.. You
made me forget!” she quickly spat out.
“Oh, I see.” He mother
said with a smile and a wink. Bulma frowned trying to hide her embarrassment.
Her mother wasn’t as dumb as she pretended to be, but did she really know
whom Bulma had been referring to? God, I hope not. Bulma
thought.
A knock at the door pulled
her from her thoughts. She stood and trotted over, knowing already
who it would be.
“Hi Yamcha.” She said
forcing a smile. Yamcha grinned brightly and strode inside.
“Hiya, babe!” he hugged
her and planted a kiss on her cheek. “What’s going on?” Bulma sighed.
“Actually Yamcha, my dad
called and said he was going to need some help in the lab today.
I tried to call you, but you had already left.”
“Oh,” Yamcha said, his
face falling. Bulma frowned. She hated lying, but she had to
get rid of Yamcha. A plan was forming in her mind involving a certain
Saiyan and she had to act on it. But she couldn’t with Yamcha around.
“Hey, we’ll hang out when
I’m done, ok?” she said, smiling brightly. Yamcha smiled back.
“Sure, don’t work too
hard.” He gave her a kiss and trotted out to his car.
Bulma watched him go with a sly smile. Yamcha was so gullible; he’d believe whatever she said. He was lucky she wasn’t the cheating type or he would have been the one playing the fool all along. But it hardly mattered now. They weren’t officially dating anymore, so she could do as she pleased. With a confident smile she headed out to the gravity room.
Vegeta was training as
if the world was set to end in a few hours and he had to get as much work
in as he could before time ran out. Suddenly the gravity dropped
to zero and he was thrown into the ceiling. He pulled himself from
the Vegeta-shaped dent and dropped quietly to the floor. The door
opened and Bulma walked in wearing a skimpy blue sundress and a confident
smile.
“What the hell do you
want, woman?” he barked. Bulma smiled even brighter, she would not
back down, and she had plans for the Saiyan before her.
“You.” She said.
Vegeta opened his mouth to yell a reply when he suddenly realized what
she had just said. His jaw dropped and his eyes widened a bit, but
he quickly regained his composure.
“What?!” he hissed incredulously.
“You heard me.” She said,
slowly advancing. Her voice dropped until she was speaking in a low,
seductive tone. Vegeta found himself taking a step back.
“What the hell is wrong
with you?” he snapped. She could tell he was getting nervous.
“Nothing is wrong with
me. You however seem to be a little… Jumpy.” Vegeta frowned and stopped
abruptly.
“I am not!” he yelled,
his voice cracked and she could see a faint blush rise on his cheeks.
Her smile turned into a big grin.
“What’s this? The great
prince of Saiyans blushes? That is definitely not a normal occurrence.”
Vegeta cursed and turned away, his fists clenched. What the hell
is she doing? Is she serious? He wondered, beginning to sweat.
She walked around so that she was in his face again.
“Shut up woman, and get
the hell out of here. I have training to do.” Bulma tried not
to laugh.
“But I can give you a
good work out.” She whispered placing a dainty hand on his chest.
She heard Vegeta wince. She couldn’t stop smiling. She had
total control of the situation. She never expected Vegeta to seem
so shy! It was so unlike him and for some reason it increased her
desire ten-fold. She slid her hand up his neck and gently cupped
his cheek. He didn’t move and she knew it was the only chance she’d
get. She leaned in and their lips met. She heard him exhale
quickly through his nose and she slowly slid her tongue in his mouth.
She felt his muscles tense
as her hands slid down his back to grab his ass and was delighted to feel
his hands wrap around her waist and pull her close. Soon her dress
was torn in half and she was naked in his arms. His lips and tongue
caressed every part of her body, but Bulma was not going to let him have
his way after she had seduced him.
“No.” she gasped and instantly
he froze.
“W-what?” he murmured,
she gazed into his eyes and was pleased to see them shining with lust.
Anything other than anger coming from Vegeta seemed a miracle to her, but
it just proved her theory. She was damn irresistible. She tugged
at the armor Vegeta wore and he quickly pulled it off, his body suit quickly
following.
“Now lie back.” She said
pushing him back with all her might. He growled at her, refusing
to budge. Bulma pouted, her hands on her hips. “Trust me, Vegeta.”
She said leaning forward kissing him again. He obeyed, leaning back
on his elbows and she began to trail kisses lower and lower.
Vegeta suddenly gasped,
his teeth clenching to hold back a loud moan as her lips wrapped around
his throbbing member (I know, that sounds SO lame). He grabbed her
hair in an effort to keep her from moving on to another part of his body.
He had never had an experience like this. Never had a girl seduced
him, it had always been the other way around. It was driving him
crazy, he was about to come. She continued the oral torture even
though she was sure Vegeta was about to pull all her hair out. But
she didn’t mind at all. In fact, she was proud she was getting such
a reaction from him. His barely contained gasps and moans were exciting
her.
“Ah!” he growled coming
in Bulma’s mouth. She sat up, swallowing and licking her lips with
a smug smile. Vegeta panted for a moment before he growled low in
his throat, the expression on his face one that she had definitely never
seen before. He gently forced her on her back.
“Your dead.” He hissed, his breathing ragged.
He spread her legs apart and Bulma squealed in delight as his tongue slipped
inside of her and began to tease the bud of her flower. She repeated
his earlier actions and tugged on his thick, spiky hair. His arms
wrapped loosely around her thighs as he continued his sweet torture.
Bulma did not hold back her pleasured cries as he had and soon the gravity
chamber was echoing with her moans. She felt an orgasm coming quickly
and screamed as it crashed over her and thrashed wildly in Vegeta’s grasp.
She heard him chuckle quietly.
“That’s what you get.”
He murmured and climbed on top of her. She opened her arms and legs
and wrapped them around him each letting out a sigh of pleasure as he slid
into her warmth.
For a moment they just
held onto each other, delighting in the feel of each other’s body and warmth
and the intense pleasure their union caused. Then, no longer satisfied
they began to move in the same rhythm until the large room was again filled
with gasps and moans.
Bulma had not been so
happy in such a long time. She knew there was more to Vegeta once you got
under the icy exterior. He displayed a passion and gentleness she’d
never imagined he could possess- aside from the hair pulling, but she could
hardly blame him for that. It wasn’t the first time it had happened
to her anyway.
She felt another orgasm
about to hit and when it did she screamed, her back arched, her nails digging
into Vegeta’s back. He was in such ecstasy he never noticed, just
like Bulma never noticed when his sharp canines sank into her neck and
he delicately lapped up the blood.
Their energy spent, they
rolled to their sides and curled into each other’s embrace. Vegeta’s
hands still roamed over Bulma’s body and they were quiet for several moments.
It was Vegeta who finally broke the silence.
“Can I ask what that was
all about?” he said quietly. He didn’t sound angry or upset, just
a little confused. Bulma looked into his onyx eyes and smiled.
“I wanted to. I
have for awhile.” She grinned at the smug expression on his face and said:
“Come one now. You can’t honestly tell me you never thought about
doing the same.” He smiled a genuine smile and leaned forward to
claim her lips again. Bulma knew it was the closest thing to a “Yes.”
That she’d ever get and so accepted it proudly. She sighed happily
as Vegeta pulled her closer, she was glad things had worked out the way
she planned and she hoped this would not be the last time they would be
together like this. She felt as if she had seen heaven and was loath
to let it go. She felt herself growing sleepy and as their sweat
dried she began to get cold.
Vegeta felt her shivering and smiled.
Without a word he got to his knees and picked her up, then got to his feet.
Night had just fallen and if he hurried he wouldn’t have to worry about
anyone seeing them in the buff. He quickly flew to Bulma’s balcony
and nudged the door open with his toe and carried Bulma inside. He
lay her on the bed and climbed in next to her not waiting to see if she
even wanted him there or not. Obviously she did, and if she didn’t,
if she had done everything just for the sake of sex… He didn’t dare admit
it, even to himself, but he would have been deeply hurt.
He hadn’t realized it
until today but for many months, actually since the first time he’d laid
eyes on her, Vegeta had been attracted to Bulma. At first it had
been only a fleeting thought as he’d planned to kill her and Krillin on
Namek if they had tried to escape with their Dragonball. Then when
he’d been wished back and brought to Earth he had far too much time to
dwell on how beautiful she was and her fearlessness and everything else
that made him desire her. And to find out now that she had wanted
him as well thrilled him. He didn’t know why he was so happy but
secretly, even though he’d always harassed and insulted her, he’d wanted
her approval all along. He smiled as he listened to her deep, even
breathing. The poor girl, he’d exhausted her! But he had to admit,
he was tired himself and definitely in a better mood. He gave her
one last kiss then snuggled closer to her wrapping her in a warm embrace.
She sighed happily and scooted closer, her head coming to rest on his shoulder.
Vegeta closed his eyes and let the sound of her breathing lull him to sleep.