The Obsession

Warnings: Graphic Content including profanity, violent imagery and sexual content(lemon)

Notes: Otherworld is the place where the Z characters go when they die. Kami is Japanese for God.



I watched as Vegeta stroked her expertly, he moved in and out of her with intensity, giving her his anger and pain through deep penetration. Bulma’s head was thrown back, and hair was entwined in Vegeta’s fingers. Their moans were the language of a frustrated woman, and a man who desired independence, even in his own marriage.

They changed positions, Bulma was on top of him, riding like a pro, she slid down the length of him and held him there, causing Vegeta to grab the sheets from the pleasure ripping through him. She ran her hands up his solid abs, and bounced her, her juices running down his shaft and spilling over his swollen sack, and onto the sweat and sex soaked sheets, beneath them.

Bulma cursed, as Vegeta grabbed her and flipped her underneath him, pounded inside her, and raked his nails down her spine, her hips lifted to meet his deep thrusts, and a deep growl escaped his throat, then he sank his fangs into her neck, a pain filled scream came from her, followed by more moans.

He continued stroking her, pouring his seeds into her all night, licking her into ecstasy, sucking her frustrations out of her.

I watched as sweet words of love, came from her lips, as soft kisses were exchanged between them.

Then finally, after a passion filled night, he pulled her into him, wrapping his strong arms around her, daring anyone to take her from him.

It disgusted me…

I felt the anger coursing through my veins.

I hated to see her with him, I hated to see her happy with him

Ever since we had started our affair, I felt myself falling in love with her.

When we were with each other, I felt as if no one else existed but us, as if she were the person I should’ve been with.

Not Chi-Chi…

Bulma completed me, she let me be myself, especially in sex, there were no limits for her.

I could go as hard as I wanted to, without hearing “Goku, your hurting me.”

I could talk to her about anything, even the deepest darkest things. She wouldn’t get scared and run away, or judge me because of my feelings.

She never nagged me, she never accused me of not being there for her.

How could Vegeta want to be away from such a beautiful creature?

She was perfect, everything that I could ever want.

Perhaps maybe, she wanted to be free of Vegeta, just like I wanted to be free of Chi-Chi.

If that was the case, I could definitely arrange something.

Something that would solve both our problems.

My feelings led me to begin watching her when we weren’t together.

No, I wasn’t obsessed…

I just needed to see her, everyday, not just when she needed a release or a substitute for Vegeta.

But also, when I was troubled with things going on at home, or felt as if I might slap Chi-Chi straight into otherworld. I would go and see her, because just her presence soothed me.

One day in particular caused me to fly blindly to Capsule Corp. not thinking Bulma might not be alone.

It was a month ago, I had come in from a training session with Goten, we had been out for most of the day, and we got in late in the night. When we got home, there was a smell of burned out candles, and a tremendous amount of food in the air.

Goten grew happy and ran into the house, ready to devour everything that had been prepared, I had noticed that all the lights were out in the house, giving me an indication of Chi-Chi’s mood. When I stepped into the kitchen, Goten had already been eating, meanwhile Chi-Chi was sitting at the table in a chair, with a look on her face, that told me, I had definitely done something.

“Hello Goku.” The coldness in her voice had caused the hairs on the back of my neck to rise, and make me brace my sensitive ears for screeching yells of disappointment.

“Hey Chi, what’s with all the food.” I had said, noticing that the kitchen counter and table was filled with endless amounts of entrees that were my specific favorites. I looked up at her, meeting her cold eyes with my confused ones.

“You’re such a selfish bastard.” She said, not even caring now that Goten was right in the vicinity.

I nodded towards our son, and mouthed not now.

“Do you honestly think that I give a fuck about what he hears?!” She was yelling now, and her words caused Goten to pause his eating, and look up at us.

I said sternly, and in a non questioning tone. “Goten go to your room now.”

Goten however said, “Mom, Dad, what is going on?”

Chi-Chi said, “Your father is completely absorbed in himself, he does not care about me, nor our marriage, he’d rather train and fight then make any attempts of making me happy.”

Goten looked at me, a completely confused expression on his face.

“Chi-Chi, I have had it with you!” I yelled, returning her angry gaze.

Chi-Chi walked slowly up to me, and smiled, “Tell me something Goku, do you have any idea what today might be?”

I just stared at her, not even caring at this point to know what was the basis for this argument.

“It’s our anniversary, you idiot.” She said.

I looked down at her, and said in an emotionless tone, “No wonder I didn’t remember.”

Her hand came up the second that I blinked; she slapped me so hard that a breath escaped me.

In a blind rage, my hand came up as well…

“Dad no!!!” My son yelled, as he pushed me hard away from his mother.

Chi-chi stood there, in complete shock, mouth wide enough to catch flies.

“Y…you tried to hit me.” She said, tears rolling down her cheeks.

I felt nothing; I had grown numb towards her…and her emotions.

“Get out…GET OUT NOW!!!” She yelled as she reached for pots and pans filled with food, and began throwing them at me.

As if a pot and pan, could hurt me.

I heard Goten yelling at Chi-Chi to please calm down, his and her screams, drowned out when I slammed the door and took to the skies.

Blindly, I raced to Capsule Corp., thinking of Bulma’s gentle caresses on my skin…

She’d take away my pain, that’s what I had thought.

Unfortunately when I had got there, I landed right on Bulma’s balcony and heard her moans.

“Oh Kami, oh Vegeta please don’t stop.” She sounded as if she were singing, each word drawn out in pleasure.

I couldn’t see them, but I heard them, and I felt Vegeta’s energy racing, something that I had been able to do after our fusion.

I heard the shower running, and realized they were in the bathroom, closed to the rest of the world.

I felt anger, turning the warm blood in my veins, to a boiling temperature. My mind generating images of me beating the life out of Vegeta with my fists, his blood splattering everywhere.

I was so absorbed in my feelings I hadn’t heard the shower turn off, and hadn’t seen the door slide open.

Hadn’t realized Vegeta, was standing right in front of me.

“Kakarrot, Kakarrot.” He was saying my name over and over again.

He actually sounded concerned.

Then I saw Bulma, water drops causing her skin to glisten in the night, her eyes were complete full of worry for me.

Or fear…

“I …I’m sorry, something happened with me and Chi-Chi and I lost it for a second,” I looked down at Vegeta and continued, “Sorry for interrupting.”

There was flicker of emotion in Vegeta’s eyes, and in the second it had appeared, it vanished.

He told me, to wait there on the balcony for him, and that he’d be back, then he turned into the room and looked for clothes, Bulma laid on the bed, watching Vegeta as he grabbed clothes and went into their bathroom to get dressed.

I breathed, “Bulma.”

“He’s been back for about a week now, he hasn’t left at all.” She said, her ocean blue eyes glimmering with the happiness I wish she would feel for me.

The smell of him was all over her, but even with that, I still loved the image in front of me.

“It’s over between me and Chi-Chi.” I told her, hoping just maybe, she’d come to me.

Her eyes were clouded with confusion. I wondered if that was the state of her heart, was she secretly desiring to be with me and was just settling for Vegeta.

Vegeta finished dressing and came back on to the balcony, “Let’s go somewhere and talk.”

I just nodded, my eyes remaining on Bulma…

I turned and left, and me and Vegeta flew off into a starless sky, the wind blew the wonderful essence of Bulma, now imbedded in Vegeta’s skin, into my nostrils.

The prince motioned downward, and we landed on an island.

We found a spot near the ocean banks, and sat there, silent for awhile, until he spoke.

“I came out of the bathroom because I felt a dark aura.” He said in a low, rumbling voice.

I turned to him, seen the look in his eyes.

“I’ve been a warrior for quite some time…” He paused, still staring deep into my eyes. “I know when a fellow warrior is troubled with something.”

I continued to stare at him.

“Your aura had a murderous intent.”

“I was angry.”

“At who?”

“Things haven’t been going so well at home.” I said, knowing that his instinct was telling him, that there was more that I wasn’t saying.

“Why wereyou on our balcony?” He asked, emphasis on “our”.

“I had come to see Bulma.” I said, in the most honest and innocent voice I could muster up.

“And you have been coming to see my woman, in our bedroom.” He said, making more of a statement then a question, the protectiveness of a husband in his voice.

“Usually when you aren’t there, we talk, in her bedroom.” I said, still in a merry voice.

The last thing I needed was a fight with Vegeta, physical or verbal.

The prince cast his suspicions aside, and decided to change the subject.

“What’s going on at your house?” He asked.

I turned away from his piercing gaze, and looked out towards the rising tides of the ocean.

“It’s over; it’s been over for a long time between me and her.”

Vegeta’s dark gaze left me, and went to the ocean also, I seen him shake his head a bit.

“You know, I never liked her, I always felt you could find someone better to suit you.”

I smirked, thinking ‘like Bulma’.

Vegeta’s onyx eyes, casted a darkness over me, and I got a little worried, that he had read my thoughts.

“I think I should’ve just been alone.” I said, trying to cut through the awkward silence.

Vegeta was silent; I took his silence as a calm anger.

“It’s time I head back.” He said standing up, “Where are you going to stay?” He asked, looking down at me.

I looked away from him, “here”, I said.

Vegeta nodded and then flew off.

I laid back, lost in my thoughts.

Thinking about my entire life up into this point, thinking about Bulma.

She was the last image in my mind, as I drifted off into sleep.

I awoke to hearing her voice, thought I was dreaming.

“Goku, are you ok.” She said, concern clouding her deep blue eyes.

I sat up, my muscles rippling at my motions, I wanted to pull her in my arms, and kiss her. Instead I said “Yeah.”

She was dressed in a tight light green mini dress, accentuating her curves.

I ran my eyes up n down her body; she did the same to me. In that moment I realized that I was naked, I hadn’t remembered taking off my clothes, possibly due to the mental state I was in.

She licked her lips…

“You seemed awfully happy to have Vegeta back.” I said, jealousy lacing every word I spoke.

She got down on her knees, looking in my eyes, “He wasn’t there this morning.”

She crawled over to me, kissed me on my lips. I savored her taste, and sucked on her bottom one.

A soft moaned escaped her lips.

She took her dress off, revealing that she wore no underwear.

I swallowed a lump in my throat at that image and watched as my cock began to harden, she made me feel like a horny teenager.

Probably because of the age difference…

She moved down my body, her movements like a wanton feline, her tongue trailing down with her.

Her hands came around the length of me, causing me to harden more at her touch. She smiled, looking into my eyes; her hands came to my abs as she pushed me back into the sand. I stared up into the burning sunlight, as her mouth came around my head.

As I slid deep into her throat, and she sucked hard, as if I were her last meal.

She devoured every inch, had me moaning like crazy.

Her talented hands cupped semen filled balls, massaged them until my seeds began shooting up my shaft.

And flowed into her mouth…

Down her throat…

Then settled in her belly.