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A Stranger's Kiss	By : Carisa Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 5871 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-A Stranger's Kiss
- 2-Turnabout is Fair Play
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Disclaimer: I don�t own DBZ or Vegeta. If I did that boy would be to busy to fight.
Warning: This is a lemon, which you probably figured out from the last chapter. There are more of the no-no words in here, so be prepared.
For my friends at TDLS who wanted to see a role reversal. And really, who could blame them?

Turnabout is Fair Play

�No.�
�Oh, come on Vegeta. You know you want to.� Bulma wheedled.
�No I do not.� Vegeta insisted vehemently.
�You got to do it to me.� Bulma wanted to stomp her foot like a spoiled child but instead she opted for seduction. She held out the handcuffs in her hands, stretching them wide between her thumbs while smiling salaciously up at the half naked prince. She had gotten him back up into her room, which wasn�t that hard since he spent most nights there with her, but she was especially proud that she was able to lure him away from his training this afternoon.
Vegeta snorted before snatching the cuffs from her hands. He pinched them delicately between his thumb and forefinger, wiggling them tauntingly in front of her face.
�These weak imitation of manacles will not hold the Prince of All Saiyans, woman.� He boasted while smirking at her arrogantly. Depending on her mood those imperious lifts to his upper lip either made her want to slap him silly or kiss him until she was breathless. At the moment she was mixed.
Her lower lip curved down and protruded into a delicious pout that sent his blood coursing. She was obviously disappointed that he had had ruined her fun and he almost� almost� felt guilty. Then suddenly her eyes brightened and he wanted to groan in dread as she parted her lips to speak.
�Oh I see. The big bad prince doesn�t have any self control. All that boasting is just hot air. I should have figured.� Bulma lifted her nose imperiously in the air and shrugged as she looked away.
�What!� He snarled in genuine shock. �What the hell are you babbling about now?�
�Well it seems to me that if you are such a master of self control that you would be able to lie there and not break the handcuffs, but obviously you don�t think that you can resist me.� She smoothed her hands down her thighs that were sheathed in a short blue mini skirt and swiveled her hips alluringly. �I guess I can�t blame you. I am beautiful.�
�I�ve seen better trust me and I could resist you if I wanted to wench.� Vegeta�s dark eyes watched her hips before sliding back up her body to meet her taunting gaze.
Bulma wanted to frown as his words stirred a tiny voice of self doubt that was becoming louder of late, but she ruthlessly stifled it as she continued her game. �Uh-huh. You�re all talk Vegeta. Nothing more.� Bulma turned away and picked up a brush to run it through her striking teal hair. She had observed that the prince had an odd fascination with her unusual coloring and she wasn�t above using it to her advantage.
Vegeta grit his teeth. He knew that she was just manipulating him. She wanted him to play her stupid game and he didn�t want to, but she had him effectively trapped. His pride was the last thing that he had to his name. He had nothing left and he couldn�t allow even the smallest challenge to it slide.
�Fine.� He spat with real wrath. Bulma turned around wide eyed, barely catching the handcuffs that he tossed at her. He stalked stiffly over to the bed, pulling down his training shorts, flashing his toned ass, before stretching his solid length on the bed.
Bulma blinked for a moment, concerned at the amount of venom he was displaying. She knew he was pissed that she had tricked him, but she was convinced that in the end he would enjoy himself immensely.
She sashayed over to him, her brow furrowing when he turned his head away to focus his gaze on the opposite wall. As she leaned over to cuff him to the rod iron headboard she noticed with some shock that his penis was nestled quietly between his legs, with no sign of interest for their coming activities.
Determined to catch his attention she backed away from the bed and tugged her skirt down over her hips seductively, but he didn�t bat an eye. He still refused to acknowledge her even after she drew her top over her head to reveal her royal blue satin bra and matching g-string. She had expected him to at least glance in her direction while she undressed and her frown grew more pronounced when he didn�t.
Restraining her sniff of disdain she crawled onto the bed to crouch between his knees, her small cool hands resting lightly on his muscled upper thighs. She rolled her eyes at the stubborn prince, annoyed that he was being such a spoil sport. Grinning wickedly she decided, in her tried and true way, to piss him off even more.
�Now Vegeta if you move your hands I will be very disappointed in you. You�ll have to be punished.� She purred while she kneaded her well manicured nails into is flesh.
His eyes snapped to hers, anger brimming inside along with a big dose of disbelief. �Oh and how do you propose to do that?�
She sat back on her heels, pressing her forefinger to her cheek, pretending to be deep in thought. �You�re right. My only weapon against you is my mouth.� She tapped her lips before snickering down at him. �I guess I would have to blab to someone about how the Prince of All Saiyans couldn�t resist my luscious body. Chi-Chi, maybe?�
Vegeta�s hands fisted around the bars of the headboard, bending them slightly out of place. A loud growl echoed through the room and Bulma�s eyes lit up. She crouched lower between his legs, her pale ass waving in the air as she eyed the prince like a cat ready to pounce on a mouse. �Ohh do it again, Vegeta. I love it when you growl.� She exclaimed with real excitement.
Almost immediately Vegeta�s growl smoothed out into a sexy purr, but he quickly choked it to a stop when he realized what he was doing. �Woman!� sputsputtered. �You are so impossible.�
Her sapphire eyes twinkled up at him and she lowered her head until her lips were a hairsbreadth away from the now semi aroused prince. �Well if I was predictable, then you would get bored with me.�
Bulma quickly looked away as the words slipped out of her mouth. The silence between them grew tangible as Vegeta watched her with unreadable black eyes. �Would that be so bad?� He questioned huskily.
Bulma swallowed, still unwilling to look him in the eye. How could she possibly explain the trepidation that she felt each day that their unusual relationship progressed? She felt awkward and uncertain sometimes when she was in bed with him. How many different women had he been with in his life time? Every single one of them would have been exotic compared to her, a simple human woman. Everyday she prayed that he wouldn�t get bored with her and toss her aside. She struggled to be as entertaining in bed as she could be, while desperately trying not to be to demanding on his time or heaven forbid his affection. For some unexplainable reason, it had become so important to her to keep his interest. To keep him.
�Well, then I would have nothing to do at night.� She muttered while she traced the smooth indentations of his chiseled abdomen.
�Oh. I thought you needed to catch up on that beauty sleep you are always bitching about.� Vegeta watched her intensely. Her innocent words called to something deep inside of him. A small flame ignited in thepestpest, coldest regions of his soul, warming him for the first time in decades. Was this what it was like to be wanted?
Bulma shook her sad thoughts away and frowned up at the prince. �A true gentleman would respond to that comment by saying that I was always beautiful.� She cupped his testicles in her hand, thoroughly distracting him from their serious topic.
�I�m no gentleman.� The corner of his mouth cocked to the side sardonically at his words.
�Yah, Yah. You�re the prince.� She scoffed. �Spoiled brat is more like it. Especially today.�
Vegeta raised his eyebrow in clear disagreement. Being chained to the bed was not his idea of being spoiled. If he had his way, he would be between her legs right now, listening to her scream his name in ecstasy.
�Now what was it said to me? Oh yes, I remember.� Bulma�s tongue flickered across the head of his arousal, instantly gaining his complete and undivided attention. Her voice dropped down to a husky whisper as her sapphire eyes met his across the expanse of his chest. �You are going to cum in my hand, then you are going to cum in my mouth then finally you are going to cum in my hot, wet pussy as I fuck your hard cock.�
Vegeta�s semi hard arousal swelled painfully as he listened to the words that fell from her shiny, red lips that hovered so close to his cock. Nothing aroused him more than hearing this beautiful human woman talk dirty to him. With every word he could visualize the act until finally he could feel himself thrusting inside of her on the verge of cumming.
Her words brought back memories of their first encounter only a few short weeks ago. Since then his entire world had changed. Before he had to nap in the afternoons to escape the dark whispers of his dreams at night, but now he was free to train during the day and fuck the woman in the evenings until he slipped into a dreamless slumber. Just the mere act of her giving her body freely to him had offered him more peace then he had ever experienced in his thirty odd years of life. He wasn�t sure what he should do about it, but he was certain that he wasn�t ready to give it up yet. He was in no way bored with the unpredictable woman whom he bedded nightly.
�I�m not going to cum for you.� He tossed her words back in her face, mocking her prideful denial from their first time.
She laughed huskily, delighted that he had remembered. �We�ll see.�
She leaned her body over his to reach a bottle on the nightstand. She had prepared for their encounter well before she had gone down to the GR to entice him to her bed. She uncapped the top and cupped hend tnd to pour a generous amount of oil into it. The woodsy smell of sandalwood filled the air mixing with the already heavy scent of arousal.
�What are you doing?� Vegeta growled his eyes narrowing in suspicion.
�Just a little sensual magic Vegeta.� She winked up at him, instantly putting him at ease while the muscles in his lower stomach simultaneously tightened in anticipation.
She rubbed her hands together, heating the oil in her palms. She smirked sexily at him while she trailed a single finger from the base of his cock to the head. Vegeta returned the smirk when is body didn�t so much as twitch at her touch.
�It�s going to take more than one finger to make me cum. I�m not some easy human whore like you.� Bulma flashed him a death glare and he chuckled evilly in response, completely amused at how easy it was to enflame her.
With one hand she reached back to unclasp her bra and flung it away from her. Vegeta had to clench his jaw to keep from visibly responding to the sight of her pink nipples puckering in the air. She narrowed her eyes and leaned low over his body so his view was filled with visions of her naked breasts dangling on either side of his hard cock. Her small hands were now wrapped around the base of his erection in a double fist and he could feel the heat of her seeping through to him.
Her grip was loose at first as she slid his length sensually throher her hands, the oil making her flesh glide over his. She reached his head and she rotated one hand of the top, pinching the tip gently before sliding her hands back down to the base. She continued the torturous rhythm, gradually tightening her grip with each pass creating a slick tunnel meant to tease him.
Vegeta�s toes curled as he fought every instinct in his body that wanted to thrust faster into her fists that had set a deliberately slow pace. His jaw flexed when he felt the oil in her hands heat at the friction she was causing and tingles of sensation danced nd dnd down his spine. He met her glittering eyes with determination, but the grin of satisfaction that curled on her ruby lips sent his pulse racing.
She lowered her torso so her hands rested in the valley between her breasts while rocking her entire body against his, her lips feathering across his ribbed stomach. Her lips were so close to the tip of his cock tha cou could no longer resist the urge to buck against her, desperately seeking the warmth of her mouth. Instead her tongue darted out and traced the ridges of his abs and he was slightly disappointed when he felt one tight fist leave his cock.
He watched with sexy half-lidded eyes as she rubbed oil over her chest, the golden afternoon light gleaming off her breasts. His breath caught in his throat as her hand slid over her flesh, teasing the pale pink nipples to a dusky rose. Her hand that was still sliding slowly up and down his shaft lifted him closer to her breasts and his mouth almost sagged open when she trapped his now rock hard cock between her tits. Her hands pressed her generous mounds together while her fingers continued to play with her nipples and he nearly groan out loud when she rocked her body against his, gliding his arousal between his breasts in a mock act of sex.
�Do you like that Vegeta?� Bulma asked huskily.
Vegeta had to swallow hard before he could answer her without his voice cracking with strain. He locked his jaw together and hissed his response between clenched teeth. �It will take more than that whore�s trick to break me.�
Bulma�s sapphire eyes narrowed and Vegeta could swear that he saw blue flames in their depths. She slid her body off his, until she was lying between his spread legs and only one hand was working his stiff flesh. The heat of the oil was starting to drive him insane and he could feel the tension building inside his body. The rhythm of her hand increased and he stopped fighting his body�s instincts to move fluidly with her.
Suddenly he felt warm wetness on his balls as her tongue darted out to slither against him. His hips came off the bed in shock and Bulma smiled at the raspy groan that escaped Vegeta�s lips. She quickened her pace, her hand pumping fiercely as she sucked his rounded flesh. His hips rocked against her fist and she heard the rending screech of bending metal as she sucked harder.
Vegeta�s eyes rolled as as his world became centered on the rollicking sensations that were swirling around in the base of his belly. Flashes of light pierced his brain as images of her breasts engulfing his staff tortured him. The feel of her hand coupled with her tongue pushed him to the edge of reason until he could bear it no more.
Finally, a feral growl echoed in the room and sticky warmth sprayed over her hand. She loosened her grip but continued her rhythm as she milked him dry. She gave his tip one last squeeze and she was rewarded with a threatening snarl, but she merely smiled victoriously up at Vegeta while she wiped her mouth.
She backed off the bed, standing up at the foot, clad only in blue g-string panties and her tousled hair that flowed over her breasts. She turned away to fetch a washcloth and a bowl of water that she had set aside just for this purpose.
�Cheater.�
Bulma turned back around her eyes wide with mirthful shock.
�What?�
�You cheated. You used your mouth, you slut.� Vegeta scowled at her fromer her heavy brows and she noticed that his fists were wrapped around her now twisted bed frame. However the cuffs were still securely attached to his thick wrists.
�I didn�t use my mouth on you cock, so it wasn�t cheating. Nice try though.� She held back her laughter while shaking a rueful finger at him.
Vegeta gave a manly sniff that Bulhoughought was absolutely adorable while turning away, giving her a chance to retrieve her items. She set the bowl on the nightstand by the bed, dipping the cloth in the water. Vegeta heard a faint tinkling, but he paid it no mind.
�You know what I adore about you Vegeta?� He glanced back at her, his eyebrow cocked in clear question as he watched her wring out the cloth. �A human male would have to stop about now. He would need at least a half hour to recoup or wouldn�t be able to continue at all in the same day. There is nothing worse than a man who cums before you and leaves you to suffer on your own.�
Vegeta snorted in disgust knowing full well that she was thinking about the loser human. His brow furrowed as his thoughts darkened. He had never asked what had happened to the male. For all he knew she still saw him, though her never smelt the human on her. A very, very small part of him wanted to know if she was still attached to the thief, but he refused to ask. After all she was just nightly entertainment, he reminded himself. Something to chase away the midnight dreams. Nothing more. Right?
�But not you. You can just keep going like the energizer bunny. At first I was surprised, then I was fascinated, but now I�m just so delighted.� His dark thoughts were banished at her words and he allowed a wholly male smirk of cocky satisfaction claim his features. His half cocked was was quickly wiped away when she dropped the rag on his stomach, causing the muscles to contract in shock, much to her visual pleasure.
�Dammit! That�s cold, wench!� He blustered, but Bulma ignored him as she swiped the cloth in circles, while staying suspicly cly clear of his now resting penis.
�But then again you are more animal than man aren�t you Prince Vegeta? All sleek and muscled. As lethal as a jaguar and just as silent. The perfect predator.�
Her words caught his attention and he tensed his body to ignore the absent minded swipes of the cold cloth.
�Is that what turns on on about me? That I am a deadly animal?� He spat, suddenly angry at the woman who stood over him. He was used to being viewed as a monster by all those around him, but he didn�t want that from her. He wanted her to see him as just a male. He thought the ease at which she gave her body to him each night demonstrated that, buthapshaps she was just afraid of him. Giving him what he wanted in the hopes to satiate him so he would leave her and her world in peace.
�No, what turns me on about you is that you are so dangerous, so powerful and yet you touch me with the gentleness of a butterfly kiss. No matter how rowdy our lovemaking, I never have a bruise.�
His angry thoughts dissipated at her words. His jaw wanted to unhinge in shock as he absorbed her words. No one had ever said something so�sweet to him. He watched her studiy exy examine his stomach, wiping the same area over and over again. He felt a light blush spread over his cheeks and he fought to contain it.
�I wouldn�t call it lovemaking, onna.� His black eyes became even darker with intensity as he watched the beautiful woman who hovered above him.
�Perhaps, but I never feel as safe as I do in your arms.� She whispered almost as if she didn�t want to say the words. He saw her pale skin flush at her confession and the blush made her look innocent and vulnerable. Safe? Perhaps she didn�t view him as a monster after all. But what sort of woman would feel safe in his arms?
�I�m not your tame pet.� He couldn�t stop the words from dripping from his mouth. The need to reach out and push her away was almost physical.
�Tame? Oh I could never tame you. Someday you will leave me. Probably when I need�when I want you the most.� Her words broke and Vegeta almost forgot to breathe he was struck so hard by the depth of her sadness. �I have accepted that. It is inevitable. I have nothing to offer you beyond the pleasures of my body. You could probably find some alien scientist more willing to give you what you wanted than I.� She turned away to rinse out the rag before moving down to wash his foot. She trailed the cloth up his leg, but he had ceased to feel the cold, his entire being centered on their conversation instead.
�You shouldn�t say such things.� For some reason hearing her belittle herself in such a way disturbed him. True he had met many races in his life. He had seen females more beautiful, far stronger and perhaps somewhere in his travels he had seen one that was more intelligent, but never had he ever had the company of someone as unique as her.
�Maybe, but speaking of pleasure.� Her hand hovered over his sleeping penis and she flashed him a mischievous grin before lowering the cold cloth. His body tensed but he didn�t cry out as she cradled his flesh in her hand, slowly running the rag from base to tip, her smiling widening as he began to stir. The rough slide of the terry cloth enticed him and his eyes drifted closed as her touch lingered.
His eyes cracked open when he felt the bed shift and he watched as she straddled his waist. She slid her heat over his wakening flesh, being sure to allow him to feel the dampness between her legs.
�What happened to using your mouth woman?� Vegeta mocked not allowing her to hear the disappointment in his tone. Bulma smiled knowingly while she reached over dip the rag in the bowl. She let the ice water drip onto his chest causing him to grimaced, but he refused to comment. He was a little embarrassed over his earlier shocked outburst and he wouldn�t give her the satisfaction of knowing he felt the cold this time.
She trailed the end of the cloth over his nipples and they puckered at the cold. She pinched one lightly with her fingers while she teased the other with the cloth, loving the feel of the unyielding mass of muscle that was between her thighs and under her hands. She dropped the rag with a splat in the center of his chest, snickering slightly at his surprised grunt. With both hands she washed his torso, paying special attention to the ridge under his pectorals before trailing up one arm. She stretched out her body, letting her soft breasts press against his hard chest. Vegeta sighed subtly as the heat of her lithe body seeped into his chilled one and he noticed with a large dose of lust that her nipples hardened at the contact of his cold skin.
She ground her crotch against his as she reached up to slide the cloth between his fingers, tickling the sensitive web of his hand. Her head dropped down to the crook of his neck and she inhaled deeply, taking in his musky male scent. She used her entire body as a weapon of arousal against the prince, knowing that she would need everything in her arsenal to get him to cum for her a second time. Her breasts were pressed flat against his chest and with a small growl that she knew he liked she licked his salty skin at his pulse.
His lazy erection had now hardened into solid thrusting flesh that nudged against her damp panties as he bucked his hips. She ran the cloth up his opposite arm, movher her mouth to the other side his neck and assaulting his tender flesh there. Instead of flicking her dainty tongue against him, she bit down on his jugular hard enough to draw blood on a normal human, but on Vegeta it just left a faint red mark.
Her entire torso trembled with the vibrations of the growing purr that her action elicited. Her already tight nipples tingled and she rubbed herself against him in enticement for him to do it again. He obliged hed shd she sighed in contentment as she felt the tremors dance through her front until they wrapped themselves around her spine.
She slid her body down his, trailing her breasts down his abs and over his hard cock until she was settled once again between his legs. She pinned him down with her small hands, digging her nails into the indentations above his hip bones. She hovered over him, exhaling her hot breath on the plump tip of his cock that was still slightly chilled from the icy water.
Vegeta�s fingers tightened on the metal bars of the bed and his tongued darted out to lick his lower lip suggestively. Bulma watched with hooded eyes and without breaking contact her own tongue emerged from behind her red lips. The very tip of her tongue touched the head of his cock, sliding delicately into the small slit at the top.
Vegeta had always thought that the most enticing part of a woman�s body was her breasts. They were soft, round and bounced at the touch. However, the more he was with Bulma the more he was convinced that a woman�s mouth was made for pleasure. Her red lips were always so shiny, that they begged to be kissed and the sight of them wrapped around his cock hardened him almost more than the sensation of her mouth. Kami, he would move worlds to have her mouth on him.
Much to his frustration she teased him endless with just the tip of her tongue, never taking him into her warm mouth or allowing her teeth to scrap against him. Her lips hovered over the head and he rocked his hips forward, hoping to slide his hard flesh her her mouth, but in a bold move she reared up, using all her meager body weight to press down hard on his hips. He could have easily dislodged her, but instead of bucking her off, he growled at her in reprimand. She returned his reproach with her own feminine rumbling that only served to harden his flesh painfully.
Bulma slid the of of her tongue from tip to base, following the vein that she could feel pulsating with Vegeta�s excitement. She finally gave into his urging and pressed her tongue flat against his erection startling him with the abrupt change from feathering kisses to demanding pressure as she ran her tongue back up to the tip. Vegeta pressed his own tongue flat against the roof of his mouth to suppress his moan and a muscled in his jaw twitched at the effort.
He pushed his head back into the pillow, the tendons in his neck straining when he felt her finally slip the head of his cock into her hot, wet mouth. The heat of her was intense and the wet slide was so much more delicious than her hands previously were. He thrust into her and he had to wrap his fists tightly around the bars of the bed to resist the urge to reach down and tangle his fingers into her blue hair. She toor tir time, leisurely feeling out the length of his penis with her lips and tongue, testing how deep she could take him before her throat tightened. He was so huge that it was impossible to take him all and Bulma wanted to whimper with the need to have him inside of her.
She wrapped her dainty hand around his thick base as she lathered his satiny flesh with attention. She whipped up the tension in his body until he was rocking furiously against her, sliding himself in and out of her mouth while she slicked her tongue against his head. Soon Bulma realized that although Vegeta was enjoying himself, he wasn�t going to allow himself to cum in her mouth like she wanted him too. She glanced up to see his mocking eyes that were smoky with a lusty challenge to do better.
She pulled her mouth away, her lips red and swollen from her intimate caresses. Her eyes were dark shade of sapphire and her alabaster skin was flushed with exertion. �Don�t you like fucking my mouth Vegeta? Don�t you want to cum deep in my throat?� She rasped, her hot breath dancing up and down his staff.
�What I want is to flip you over and fuck you like the bitch you are.� He hissed seductively, his dirty words weaving their way around her.
Her sapphire eyes narrowed and she scraped her teeth along his length. His own gaze slit as he watched her extend a slender finger from her free hand to slide it into her mouth. He licked his suddenly dry lips as she sucked hard on the finger before slowly withdrawing it from her mouth, newly slicked with her salvia.
His head dropped back on the pillow as she took him deep into her mouth, moaning in the back of her throat with want. The humming vibrated all the way through his rock hard cock, dancing down the base to explode in his lower stomach. His exhaled the breath he had been holding loudly, sounding suspiciously to his own ears like a panting sigh. He was so distracted by her new trick that he almost didn�t feel her slender finger working its way delicately into his anal passage.
His head flew up off thllowllow to lock his predatory eyes on the woman between his legs. �What the hell are you doing?� He growled in pure shock. Bulma ignored him and moaned again this time being sure that the tip of his cock touched the back of her throat when she did so.
He hissed as his head fell back, his heels digging into the mattress as he instinctively thrust into her open mouth. While he was utterly distracted Bulma pushed her way passed the tight ring of muscles with one finger, tenderly reaching for the sensitive button just on the insi

She laughed silently to herself as she remembered the story her college roommate who had been in the process of getting her PH.D had told her. After learning one day that pressing on the male prostate could cause ejaculation she had rushed over to her boyfriend�s room eager to try it out. He was willing to play test subject, if a little skeptical side. Once he was nice and hard she made him bend over slightly and brace both hands on the kitchen table. She told Bulma that he had cum so hard that he fell to his knees in shock, bruising them on the linoleum. Needless to say, their sex life picked up quite a bit after that.
Bulma had never tried it before herself. She had always thought the practice to be a little on the icky side. But then again she had never been in bed with someone she wanted to please as much as she did Vegeta. No matter what, she wanted to be victorious in this little sexual bout and maybe in some sort of twisted way she would win a margin of Vegeta�s respect. After all she had a fair estimation that if the wholly controlled martial arts master didn�t want to cum then he wouldn�t.t sot sometimes the mind can be overruled by the body.
Almost by accident she found what she was looking for and she nearly wasn�t prepared for Vegeta�s reaction. She felt the growl before she heard it. It was the loudest she had ever heard him utter. It vibrated up from his diaphragm, rumbling his chest before finally escaping his throat. She loved that about him. How he was so purely animal in bed. When ever he was most aroused either by anger or sex he growled and to her that was the sexiest thing she had ever encountered.
She felt the muscles in his stomach go ridged and he locked his knees as he pressed his heels into the bed. He thrust deep into her throat, his body bowing and she sucked hard at his cock, exhilarated at the power she had over him at this moment. She felt the gush of salty warmth hit the back of her throat and she quickly swallowed, not letting one drop slip away. Gradually his body relaxed on the bed and she slowly drew her mouth away from his reddened flesh while reclaiming her finger.
The prince lay back on the bed, panting heavily and Bulma noticed with surprise that her previously bent bars were now completely U shaped and on the verge of snapping. The corner of her ruby lips curved subtly as she withdrew from the bed so she could wash herds ids in the bowl of water and rinse her mouth out with a bottle of avion.
She sat on the side of the bed, her feet dangling to the floor girlishly. Vegeta still hadn�t acknowledged her and she knew that he was trying to regain control of himself. Once she had figured he had enough time, she decided to tease him a little bit.
�Liked that did you Vegeta? I bet they heard you all the way in the center of town.� She giggled at him, her bright eyes dancing.
He turned his head to look at her, his dark eyes so intense they almost unsettled her. �When we are done with this little game of yours onna, I�m going to fuck you until you can�t walk and then we will see who screams the loudest.� His promise sounded like a deadly threat and Bulma could feel shivers of fear and anticipation tingle down her spine. Her eyes became equally intense as she peered down at him, her sapphire color darkening.
�I look forward to it Vegeta.�
She smiled seductively as she sashayed over to the nightstand to pick up the bottle of massage oil. Vegeta rolled his eyes at her, snorting with impatience.
�What happened to making me cum in your hot, wet pussy?� His voice rumbled across the room, ruffling the small hairs on her neck.
�I don�t think you�re ready for that yet.� Bulma eyes Vegeta�s crotch meaningfully and he pouted at the mere mention that he might have to wait a few minutes before he could satisfy his woman.
His woman? Since when had the obnoxious female been promoted to his woman? Was it because he only saw her nightly? That he frequented her bed and no other? Had he staked a claim on her? If so he would have to resolve that inferior human male issue. Preferably with death.
Bulma perched down at the end of the bed and poured the woodsy oil into her cupped hand. She rubbed her palms together, heating the oil before talking one of his feet in her hand. Delicious tremors of pleasure found its way up his leg, loosening the tight muscles in his lower back. He almost sighed in appreciation, but that would not be worthy of a prince.
�What are you doing?� His asked lowly, his wicked eyes watching her every move.
Bulma looked up from her task, smiling briefly at him before returning her attention to his foot. �Giving you a foot massage Vegeta. Hasn�t anyone given you a massage before?� She teased, imitating his own words from before. When he didn�t respond she glanced up, catching the confused expression on his face. She cocked her head to the side, wondering what he was thinking for a moment, before realization kicked in.
�Oh. How is it that you know how to massage woman in bed but they have never returned to favor and rubbed your feet?� She was slightly appalled that he had never received such a slight affection even from the women he had bedded in his past. However, she admitted to herself that she was far more interested in just hearing about those numerous experiences. And she was certain they were numerous. He was very talented.
�What I did in bed with other women is none of your business wench.� Bulma wanted to argue that it was. After all as responsible adults they should have this conversation, but she knew that he wouldn�t be forthcoming. If anything Vegeta was a kiss and don�t tell kind of guy.
Ever devious, Bulma tried another tract. �So what�s the most erotic thing you ever experienced?� She couldn�t bring herself to make eye contact while she asked so instead she concentrated on his foot like it was multimillion dollar project.
Vegeta watched her through narrow eyes, his lips curling up as he watched the faint blush creep up her breasts to infuse her cheeks. He had many experiences in his life, some pleasant and some downright lewd, but the first tie hae had touched the female at his feet was by far the most erotic. Having her lay beneath him as he brought her to pleasure again and again, never knowing who touched her, yet always knowing. Seeing the first flush of pleasure heat her skin, the way her body bowed when she came. The small whimpering sounds of need in the back of her throat. Yes, that was by far the best he had ever experienced.
Of course he would never tell her that. She was much too full of herself already. But he was just as devious as her and he knew how to turn the situation to his liking. Something that would intrigue the woman and embarrass her. Something that would pay off for him in the end. After all they had had one other sexual encounter that she didn�t even know about yet.
Bulma hazarded a quick glance out of the corner of her eye and she saw his sleeping flesh twitch. She knew he was thinking about some sexual rendezvous from the past and part of her was jealous that thoughts of another woman were arousing him, but at the same time she wanted to hear what he had to say.
�Well I would have to say one of the most erotic experiences I ever had was watching a woman pleasure herself.� Vegeta voice was bedroom sexy, deep and tantalizing, covering her like satin. She looked up at him, her sapphire eyes locking with his onyx gaze and she was physically unable to turn away from him.
�I liked watching her tease her nipples into hard little crowns while she played with her tits. It was early morning and the light made her skin glow and her uncombed hair curled wildly around her. Her red lips parted as her breathing increased and her tits heaved under her wondering hands.� Bulma�s own mouth parted as she listened to Vegeta�s vivid recollection. She felt her body heat up in the center and she felt a little dirty for being turned on by a description of some nameless woman masturbating.
�Her hand trailed down her flat stomach toappeappear under her pink panties that had sparkly lettering.� Bulma�s eyebrow twitched right before her mouth sagged open.
Vegeta cataloged her every reaction, silently crowing on this inside. �Her pale body arched off her green silk sheets as she writhed in pleasure and the best part was when she screamed my name as she came on her hand. Her shout of saactiaction could be heard all the way on her balcony.
�I think the lettering on her panties said princess.� He continued his face completely deadpan.
Bulma snapped her sagging jaw shut with a audible click and her face flamed with mortification. �You bastard. You are nothing but a peeping tom.�
Vegeta snickered at her ire, not the least concerned. He was well aware of how her body was heated with more than anger at this moment. �I merely was coming to get you to repair the GR. It would have been rude of me to interrupt you, so I waited until you were done.�
Bulma remembered the incident well. It had been weeks before their first actual encounter and at the time she had been mortified at the thought that he might have seen her. It had been one of the many times that she had been fantasizing about him of all people and moments after she had finished he had knocked loudly on her window. The prince of assholes however had played it off as if nothing untoward had occurred and she bought it. What a schmuck.
�A gentleman would have left.� She spat, trying to cover her embarrassment.
Vegeta cocked an eyebrow as a mocking smile curled his firm lips. �We have already covered that. I only have one regret.�
Bulma sniffed and raised her nose in the air, uncaring of his excuses for his rude behavior. �That you were wearing panties and I didn�t get to see your fingers tease your luscious little clit.�
His voice were so soft and silky, his words so dirty that she couldn�t stop the instantaneous flooding of arousal that rushed through her. She faced him, her bold eyes taking in his now fully hardened cock, tone abs and perfectly lickable chest. His eyes were what always entranced her though. She always felt like she was falling into the deepest pit when she looked into them. A pit where there was no light, only the press of flesh, wet heat, soft moans and the smell of salty sex.
Her anger was forgotten as she stood up from the bed. She hooked her thumbs in the sides of her panties, pulling them down over her slender hips. She dropped them on the floor, feeling exhilarated as his hot eyes roved down her body, absorbing every detail from her rosy breasts to her blue patch of feminine fur. No matter how silently he laid there, every nuance of his body told her how deeply he wanted her. How much he desired her at that one moment. Everything outside of the room ceased to exist, only their attraction and need for each other mattered.
She straddled his torso, thrusting her bottom back against the hard jut of his aroused flesh. His head slid along her moist cleft teasingly, so close yet so far. Vegeta watched her with hooded eyes as she glided her hands over her ribs to cup her heavy breasts. Her head fell back and he could feel the brush of her silky hair on his thighs. Her fingers teased her nipples until they were dark pink and thrusting. He lifted his hips towards her, desperately wanting to free his hands so he could grasp her waist and push her down onto his aching cock.
�Do you like it when I play with my tits for you Vegeta?� His thick chest rumbled in response, his dark eyes igniting with lustful fires. He loved this moment. When she stopped being a good girl and turned into his own personal slut. He was certain that he was the only one to ever see this side of her. His bad little girl who liked to talk dirty.
�I could watch you play with yourself all night long, but in the end I�m still going to fuck you senseless.�
Bulma returned his words with a small growling moan that enflamed him. �I know you like my tits. You like to touch them, to taste them, to play with them.� She leaned closer to his mouth tauntingly, holding one pert nipple inches away from his full lips.
Vegeta�s biceps bulged and the muscles in his chest rippled with the strain to keep his hands above his head. �Why don�t you bring them closer and I�ll show you how much I like them.� He coaxed, his velvety voice sliding down her spine.
She shook her head, her teal hair trailing across his washboard stomach. �If you want to touch them Vegeta then you have to cum for me one last time.�
One hand trailed down her pale stomach and Vegeta had to reassess his grip on the bars of the bed, once he realized what she was going to do. The ones he had previous been holding were so severely bent that he had to change to new bars. He knew that if he let go for even one instant, he would be on her like a starving animal. He would not let his pride be overruled by one small woman that drove his senses wild.
Her slender white fingers spread her nether lips wide, revealing the pink swollen flesh beneath. She slid her fingers against her clit, pinching it slightly before sinking two digits into her slick passage. She rocked against her hand and Vegeta could feel her press knuckles against his stomach.
�Do you like what you see?� Her breathy pant washed over him and he had to tighten his grip on the bars.
�I like watching it as much as you like doing it, slut.�
She moaned, riding her fingers while rubbing her clit with the palm of her hand. She continued to rock back and forth on top of him until she was no longer satisfied with her narrow fingers. She had a willing man trapped beneath her thighs and Bulma lusted for something far thicker to fill her. She reached under her, her hand wrapping itself around Vegeta�s thrusting cock. She levered her self up so she hovered just above the head and slowly lowered herself on it. She felt the tip slide past her lips, but then she paused, holding her position determinedly. She braced both her hands on Vegeta�s solid chest, her meager weight nothing to him.
Her blue hair hung down in an unruly mass around her face and tumbled over her shoulders, the tips brushing against his abs. Her cerulean eyes met Vegeta�s dark gaze in challenge.
�What are you waiting for whore?� Vegeta�s voice was strained with the tension needed to keep his body still beneath hers. All he wanted to do was reach out and ravish her. �Fuck me already.� He demanded, eager to find release so he could put his hands on her and teach her a lesson she would never forget.
�Oh I�m going to fuck you alright Vegeta. I�m going to ride you until you scream.� Her hands curled and her nails flexed against his washboard abs, before she splayed her fingers out again so she could feel more of his sinewy muscles. She lowered her body a fraction before lifting again, riding only the head of his throbbing cock.
�I won�t scream for you woman.� He vowed between locked teeth, his eyes smoking with lust and anger.
�You will Vegeta. You will. You are going to scream my name for me.� She vowed as she clenched her muscles together, squeezing his tip seductively.
Vegeta�s eyes widened in shock. He recognized her demand, the same one that he had hurled at her during their first encounter. It had become so important that he hear his name from her lips. Did the drive to hear the same thing exist in her? Did she strive to hear her name drip from his lips? In all of their time together, he had never called her by name. She thought it was because of arrogance, but he knew the real reason. If he called out her name then he would be claiming her as his woman. He would have to admit that she was more than some fuck in-between the sheets.
She lowered her body, squeezing him tightly again when he didn�t respond. He met her challenging gaze with a lewd smirk that told her that she wouldn�t be hearing from him anytime soon. Her lips hardened into a determined line that he was intimately familiar with. His grip tightened and his biceps bulged as he prepared himself for her onslaught of sensual attacks.
With painful slowness, Bulma began to ride the arrogant prince beneath her. She rocked against him, never quite taking his full length inside of her. Her body glowed with a sweaty sheen and her hair grew darker near the crown as it dampened. Vegeta�s own body became slick with sweat and her hands slid against him until she curled her fingers to dig her nails into his flesh, both of them ignoring the half moon wounds that appeared.
Vegeta began a cadence of hissing growls that told Bulma of both his frustration and intense pleasure. Though he wanted to feel himself buried to the hilt inside of her, the frenzy of lust that she was whipping up inside of him was the most intense he had ever felt. He closed his eyes, hoping that would help to calm the raging storm, but it only intensified the sensations that was centering on his throbbing cock.
Bulma began to pant, shaking exhales of breath as her head rolled to the side. Her muscles trembled with the effort to keep her movements as controlled as possible, when all she wanted to do was fuck him wildly. The entire time she had to fight him for control as he rocked his hips up towards her, trying to bury himself in her warmth.
She worked her way down to the base of his cock and both of them sighed in bliss as a deep feeling of fulfillment engulfed them. Bulma was stretched to the limit as she took all of his great length into her and Vegeta felt the satisfaction of her wet heat surrounding every inch of him.
She rode him, no longer teasing, but deep even strokes that stoked their mutual fires of ecstasy. He surged up against her, using great care so not to accidentally buck her off, but he could not stop his natural instincts from responding. Vegeta swallowed hard, his mouth dry from his heavy breathing.
�Touch yourself.� His voice broke and it was more of a request than a demand. He wanted to see her pleasure herself as she rode his hard body.
She didn�t even look down at him as she obeyed she was so caught up in her own pleasure. One dainty hand lifted from his chest and he was almost disappointed to feel the absence of her weight. Her hand grasped one breast as she massaged it, the reddened nipple peeking out between her fingers.
Her other hand glided down his sweaty abs, parting her silky fur to tease her swollen clit. Without her hands on his chest to balance her, her pace became more haphazard and Vegeta had to practically wrap the metal bars around his fists to keep himself from reaching out to grasp her hips to steady her rhythm.
Her head fell back from her shoulders as a keening moan echoed up from her throat. He could feel her muscles contract with pleasure, pulsating around his aching cock. His own head feel back into the pillow, his jaw locking together and the tendons in his thick neck strained. He could feel the torrent of pleasure gathering together in the bottom of his stomach, tendrils of bliss wrapping themselves around the base of his cock.
�Say it.� Her voice was softer than his, but just as demanding. She was looking down at him now with piercing intensity that he hardly ever saw in her eyes, but he had seen often in the mirror.
He met her gaze, his face flushed with pleasure but shuttered at her demand. He could feel how close she was and with his hips he urged her to a faster pace.
�Say it.� She requested again, her fingers caressing her body as she rocked against him fiercely. Finally he felt the explosion of her body, her entire delicate frame was wracked with tremors and her muscles rippled against him. She threw back her head and instead of calling out his name like he expected, she threw a one word plea at him. �Please!� She screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice echoing down the corridors.
As her body convulsed around his, the tendrils of bliss that were wrapping themselves around his cock tightened until he could barely breathe. His world became a single minded tunnel of pleasure that he traveled through, no other thought entering his mind as he drove himself on. Through the haze of ecstasy, her one word pierced his brain and as his body shattered into a thousand pieces there at the core was calm acceptance.
�Bulma!� He cried out roughly as he came deep inside her womb. He thrust fully into her, his seed rushing from his body while her wordless cries mixed with his. Behind it all was the rending of metal and the screeching of steel.
Bulma collapsed on Vegeta�s wide chest, absolutely exhausted, her hair fanning around them. Vegeta dropped the metal bars that he had finally ripped from the bed frame and slid one hand up her sweat slicked back while the other wound its way through her damp tresses. Cold steal tickled her back and absently Bulma realized that he had snapped the chain between the cuffs on his wrists. He still wore the bands like bracelets, ignoring them for now.
She looked up at him, her head still pillowed on his muscular chest, her eyes glittering with what suspiciously looked like unshed tears. Before he could open his mouth to comment or worse belittle her, she pulled herself up his body and covered his firm lips with her soft ones. The kiss should have been filled with the residual after glow of lust, but Vegeta was surprised that he felt genuine emotion behind it. He could practically taste her happiness on her tongue. He relaxed into the kiss, returning it with his own brand of sensuality that promised nothing of the future, but reassured her that he was hers for that day at least.
They broke apart and he saw her open her mouth to say something. With inhuman speed he pinned her beneath him, stopping the words that were sure to be unnecessarily sappy from pouring from her mouth. Instead he gazed down at her with a wicked smile that made her shiver.
�My turn.� He stated, being sure that his chest rumbled the way she liked.
She arched her breasts so the vibrations reached her very core while returning the handsome prince�s smile.
�Yes, definitely your turn.�
Bulma�s giggles turned to moans as Vegeta reminded her in precise detail exactly who was in charge. Always the slow learner, the lesson took all night before Bulma finally acquiesced.

A/N: This was supposed to be sexy but it turned out to be a mess of insecurities on the part of both our star-crossed lovers. What a shame.
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