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Vegeta's Tail	By : MzD Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female > Vegeta/Bulma Views: 5250 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z! Author's Note:
*Mz D in bandages. * Here's....hmmf....chapter..24...Lemon...continues...ughh...*falls down. *

Chapter 24

Time to Wake-Up!
The two estranged lovers where now caught in the strangest situation yet. They had both been convinced that the other person was a fake, a dream version of their ex. The dream world was easily manipulated once Cerci had left them alone. Both of their imaginations had taken hold of their own thoughts and they'd both were certain they were only acting out their lust dream. But at the start of their intercourse the truth was revealed, they were both real. The awkward pause as they both started to come to their senses. Bulma didn't want this murderer, she wanted her old Vegeta back.
"Get off me!" Bulma hissed but her body didn't try to move away, it went closer.
Vegeta grunted his own objections but he was still thrusting inside her. He also didn't want to be doing this now but his body was betraying him.
"This is the bond's doing!" He growled. "We've lost control of our own body."
"But I thought..." Bulma said through gasps. "You had...perfect control...of your own body."
"You're proof that I can be seduced harlot!"
"I did not seduce ...(oh!)....you...I was the one taken advant-t-(ugh!)-age of!"
The two sweaty bodies continued to move together even though their minds were trying to separate. Whatever previous frustrations and angst the bodies had suffered from being apart were now trying to make up for it now. Bulma groaned again as Vegeta went deeper inside her. She couldn't talk if she wanted to now. Her own body had become a traitor and her mind was lost in the pink glow of her pre-orgasm.
Vegeta was feeling the exact same way. His own treacherous body continuing to flow back and forth. Their tails were still coiled around each other. Only Vegeta knew this was a sign of their bond. If they had been complete strangers this wouldn't have happened. They would have been able to separate and reclaim some dignity. He bit his bottom lip as he resisted the urge to bite Bulma.
He murmured in feral contentment while his mind tried to focus through the blurred pleasure. He stopped resisting when Bulma squeezed her legs tighter around Vegeta. It made her hole constrict around his length, making him groan.
"You have to stop doing that." He moaned.
"There's just one problem with that." Bulma gasped. "I don't want to....I love you too much! Even when you're an evil bastard! I'm not letting go!"
Bulma's heart wasn't prepared for this self understanding. She had always ignored his past, that it didn't matter. The adrenaline rush of it all was almost making her heart and head explode; she wanted everything about him. Vegeta when she came to love him had become a changed being, she had thought it was the changed Saiyan she loved. Now she understood, she had to accept all of him, ever part of Vegeta, even if it offended her moral choices. She had made that decision years ago when she first slept with him and hadn't thought of the consequences.
"You're babbling Woman..." Vegeta grunted but there didn't seem to be as much venom. This small woman had defeated his pride, he couldn't stop this weird alien feeling that had somehow been becoming louder and louder as they had sex.
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While this was happening Cerci had awoken from her own dreams. She had been dreaming of taking over the entire universe. These were always her favourite dreams, especially when she basked in the blood of her victims.
"Now back to my food." She yawned. "Time to play with them some more."
The monstrous witch then slithered back into her pool room. As she sat down in her chair she lazily dangled a tentacle into to the pond. The water rippled and an image appeared in the murky depths.
"No!" Cerci gasped, fully wakening up as she gazed upon the two intertwined bodies.
With lightening quick reactions all of her tentacles dived into the pool. She knew she had to stop them, lusting after each other was one thing but this was just wrong. It was obscene mammal behaviour and needed to be stamped out immediately.
Bulma and Vegeta were still moving together unaware of the danger. A quiet silence had come over them after Bulma's confession. It was confusion on both sides as they didn't really know how to act in this kind of situation, though their bodies knew exactly what to do.
'This Woman loves me?' Vegeta thought completely perplexed by the alien emotion. 'Despite all the things I've done? She must be fucking crazy!' He tried to take control again to stop this but he found himself becoming more and more unwilling to stop.
He kissed the faint scar on her neck. He wanted this weakling so much it was becoming unbearable. He was inside her thrusting away like an animal, wasn't that enough? It didn't feel like enough he wanted more, he wanted her entire being.
His pride resurfaced trying to keep him the unemotional warrior he had been brought up to be. These sort of thoughts were for the weak, he was a cold hard killer. He didn't need her, but the crack in his armour had started tow.

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The small reflection of the Prince was interrupted by a tentacle bursting through the ceiling.
"She's back!" Bulma moaned. She wrapped her arms around Vegeta. There was no way she was going to let go of him. She could feel the connection with Vegeta returning, she was so close.
Vegeta roared his defiance as more tentacles crashed their private reunion. One of the slimy green coils got his arm and wrapped tight. He could feel the cold sensation of Cerci's magic trying to take him over and again. Only this time she was outside his head instead of inside trying to pry. Something was keeping her out, a mental barrier.
A second tentacle rose out of the floor and grabbed Bulma's leg. She squealed but tried to keep her hold on her Prince.
The whole imaginary room began to shake and the rest of her limbs arrived, snatching at whatever they could get a hold of, trying to pull at them. The whole room had collapsed and been replaced with coils of tentacles, more than were actually on the witch. The withered like snakes and they tried to break apart the dream room Bulma had created.
"Don't let go..." Bulma pleaded to her Saiyan.
Vegeta nodded his understanding. He knew what was protecting their minds from Cerci's control. It had to be the connection of their bodies, or more likely something else more powerful.
'The bond's protecting us.' Vegeta thought.
Two tentacles had wrapped around each of their waists and were now trying to pull them apart.
"Nobody interrupts me." Vegeta spat. He blasted the one around his own stomach.
A high pitched shriek from the explosion and all of the tentacles let go at once. They quickly returned, trying again at separating the two lovers.
"Just keep going!" Bulma huffed. "She wants to regain control of us. She doesn't seem able to do that when we're like this."
Vegeta smirked at Bulma's suggestion, he'd show her what he could do. He down deep and hard making the bed thump and crack.
"Like this?" Vegeta purred, ignoring the fact that the bed was breaking.
Bulma nodded, sweat dripping off her face with the adrenaline. She bucked her own hips back in time with Vegeta's deep thrusts. She petted fevered kisses across his body. This wasn't normal love making, it was a desperate grasp for each other. The bond that had been silent for so long was starting to take action. The only resistance being from Cerci.
Vegeta slapped another invading tentacle away from him and Bulma. He hated being told he couldn't do something or couldn't have something. Now here was a woman offering herself to him, saying she loves him. When she knows the full horrors that he can inflict. He was a monster just like Cerci and she wanted him.
"You two shall heed my warnings and stop!" The witch's voice rang out.
Vegeta growled defiantly, he was not like that thing. He was a Saiyan Prince and had the right to his own freedom. No-one told him what to do!
He sat up, making sure Bulma was still attached. She was shivering with fear and excitement and as more tentacles grabbed at her the more Bulma knew her theory was right. Cerci was powerless against them, her warning was empty. She smiled, it may have been a strange accident but they'd done it. They had found a way of defeating the bitch.
'Who knew sex was a weapon.' Bulma mused to herself.
"Sex as a weapon?" Vegeta asked, confused at where he had gotten the thought.
Bulma glanced up amazed that he'd heard her. "I was just..."
But she was choked before she could answer his confused question. A tentacle had started to strangle her neck.
"Bulma!" Vegeta roared angered at the attack. His protective nature of her had begun to awake. The more he stayed inside her the more he started to feel things for her. Seeing her with Cerci's coil around her neck making her face turn blue from the lack of oxygen. It may only be a dream but it felt real enough to him. Her face was contorted in fear and helplessness. It was the same expression as when had blasted a hole in her.
As Vegeta flashbacked to that moment he understood how he had been held back from feeling anything by the succubus. Vegeta was now overwhelmed by fear, shock and most of all anger. His true emotions were pouring back into him as the mental binds of Cerci's magic on him became unraveled.
How dare this bitch touch what was his! How dare she nudge him into almost killing her!
He growled and launched himself forward. His hand snatched the tentacle that was around Bulma and he pulled.
"No-one touches her but me!" He yelled.
Bulma though she couldn't talk, watched in silent awe as her Prince ripped at each of Cerci's horrid green legs. The witch shrieked again, her own anger rising from the attack.
With Bulma freed she clung onto his chest. They remained connected as Vegeta attacked Cerci. The flesh on flesh contact between the two was now their barrier against her, plus the action itself was reactivating the bond. As Bulma turned her head, her neck and scar became exposed. It was throbbing red and tingling.
The blue haired woman didn't have a clue what was going on but instinctively she knew. Bulma held up her hand where her wedding cut was. It too was alive with the same tingling as her neck. She held Vegeta's hand where his bond scar was. Interlacing her fingers with his, she held on tight.
Vegeta's free hand was still attacking Cerci with large balls of ki.
"Trash!" Vegeta snarled. "Whore beast! I'll rip everyone of your fucking stringy limps! One by One!"
His aura by now was alight with yellow and flaring around him and Bulma. His engorged member tingled inside Bulma as the rage flowed through his whole body. This was accounting for her inability to speak, the sensation was enough to drive her insane.
Cerci's limbs retreated away, singed and bruised from Vegeta's battering.
The Saiyan laughed triumphantly. "When I get out of this I'm going to beat you to death with each one of those fucking tentacles!"
The glory over, Vegeta turned his attention to the blue haired creature on his lap. Her hand clutching onto his, their tails still intertwined and Bulma's neck was still exposed to him. He caressed her smooth cheek with his free hand.
"So I've found something good to fight for..." He said smirking. "Might as well keep you, you're a good fuck."
Bulma's once blissful face turned to fury and she shot a look that could have killed anybody else. But Vegeta ignored her angry stare and bit into her neck.
"Bastard!" She screamed.
Vegeta looked at her with the same smirk but his lips were now covered in her blood.
"But you like me like that." He purred.
Bulma growled and bit onto his lip. Their blood merged and in an instantaneous moment all of his previous memories came surging back. At first it was a confusing noise of emotion and images, then it became clearer...
The fights about food and gravity machines; the adventure with her getting her tail; their love making and all the sticky details were brought back to him in that single moment. Everything they had shared was back in his head and searing into brain in that single moment of their bloody kiss.
For Bulma she had experienced only half of what had happened. All the memories had come from her. This was her Vegeta he had been with her all along, trapped in the bond. She just had to accept that her Vegeta was also a cold blooded killer. That was always going to be inside him. There was no getting away from his previous sins, tears flowed down her cheeks as she thought about how callous all her actions had been before. Her frivolous wish for a tail had brought them this far but perhaps had made her realise something more important.
Vegeta hugged her close, unable to speak. He knew how much she really meant to him now and the pain of thinking he'd almost lost her was unbearable. He gasped for air as his mouth tried to find the words to express it.
Bulma sniffed, happy that the connect had returned. She hadn't noticed it before but now she could feel the bond, she didn't miss it till it was gone. Now it was back she gloried in the strange dark feeling at the back of her mind. She knew now that it was a part of Vegeta that had always been inside her mind.
"I know you love me..." Bulma whispered. "Just don't try to say it. I know, that's all I need."
"Like I'd say anything mushy." Vegeta sneered but there was no malice in the words. They were said more as a fact.
Bulma giggled and kissed her prince again. Only this time she left out the bite.
"I knew you couldn't resist me."
"Harlot." Vegeta scoffed with humour. "Seducer..."
"Hey Vegeta...." Bulma murmured as she shifted position on his lap.
"What Woman?"
"Are we going to do something about Cerci now?"
Vegeta's smirk grew wider. He thought perhaps she would comment on the fact that he was still hard inside her. He guessed she felt the same way as him that moving was not really an option.
"When we get out of this you and me have got some business to attend to." Vegeta growled seductively. Then his aura ignited yellow and he turned Super Saiyan. Bulma laughin ain any other state she would be fried to a crisp but somehow the dream protected her. For the first time in her life she felt the full power of a Saiyan and it was a bit ticklish.
"It's time to do something about that witch." Vegeta snarled.
"First thing's first..." Bulma grinned. "It's time to wake up!"

Author's Note: I think this has to be the weirdest lemon I've ever written. It has tentacles but not in the way other more XXX material goes about it. I did think about writing a tag for tentacles but it's not really needed as they don't do anything.
Anyway, the bond has returned and so has Vegeta's memories. I will miss bastard Vegeta as he was fun to write, I always have some other stories for that though.
So next time, the reunited pair need to really get out of the dream world.
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