Let\'s Have A Little Fun

Warning: Lemon alert! Contains strong sexual content.

A/N: Ooops! Kinda forgot the disclaimer last chapter.

Disclaimer: Don’t own DBZ, never will. BoohooL


Chapter 5: Wake up sleepy head!


By the time Bulma got back into the house she was hot and I mean HOT!
‘Who the fuck does he think he is? I don’t care if it was a dream, or at
least if I thought it was a dream, it, it, I want more. Get me all worked
up like that. If I had the right mind, why I oughta…..’ andtt’s when it
hit her. She would devise a plan to get the all mighty Prince back, he would
suffer just as she was suffering now. After taking a quick shower, Bulma
proceeded with her plan. First, she had to find the right thing to wear.
‘Let’s see. No, too plain. No, toooo sexy. Yes, this one would work perfectly,’
she thought to herself. She chose a pair of red short-shorts, a white tight
knit tank top and to keep it simple, she would go bare-footed. The second
part of her plan was to fix a meal fit for a King or Prince as the matter
may be. Since she wasn’t the best of cooks, she went with something easy.
‘We’ll have T-bone steak and baked potato.’ Of course she would have to fix
several for Vegeta, but it was an easy task and should set the mood for the
evening. Looking at the clock, she quickly made her way down to the kitchen.
He would be finishing up his training soon and she wanted to have diner ready
when he came through the door.

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Vegeta paced across the floor of the Gravity Room for several minutes.
He was on a adrenaline high. ‘What a rush.’ kept going through his mind.
In the beginning, he never meant for that to happen. ‘It’s that damn woman’s
fault. If she hadn’t been so inviting.’ The event kept unfolding over and
over until he was near exploding. ‘I don’t know how much more of this I can
take.’

One thing that hindered Vegeta from fully taking Bulma was the fact that
the word *mate* kept coming into his mind. Playing their little mind games
had been innocent enough, but now, he was sooo confused. His world was already
in such disarray, he didn’t want to complicate things anymore by adding a
mate to the equation. Especially a loud, obnoxious, foul mouthed, beautiful,
exotic…. ‘Damn, why can’t I get this woman ou my my head.’ he thought.
The only way he knew to rid her from his mind was to constantly train. And
train he did for the next several hours. It had already been dark outside
for quiet some time. Still, he pushed on determined not to falter from his
mission. *Must get the woman out of myd*
d*

Bulma looked up at the clock. ‘What is taking him so long?,’ she thought.
Normally he would have been in the house demanding his food, but there was
no sign of him. Bulma walked over to the window that faced the Gravity Room,
‘I can’t believe he’s still in there. Looks like I’m going to have to change
my plans a little.’ Bulma exited the house heading towards the GR. It was
a beautiful night. The stars were shinning and there was a slight breeze.
She peered into one of the windows of the GR. There she saw him. He was fully
ablaze, punching and kicking and some invisible foe. ‘He is so amazing,’
she thought. She continued watching him content that he was oblivious to
her being there. ‘Man he’s got a body.’ Vegeta was wearing only his training
shorts. Bulma was awestruck at his bare torso. Sweat glistening across his
well defined tan abs and back.


Vegeta, being well attuned with his surroundings, knew he was being watched.
‘What is she up to now? Probably looking for a little revenge. Maybe I’ll
help her out a little and see what kind of ingenuity she has. In the end,
I’ll have the last laugh.’ Or so our conniving little prince thought.

Bulma continued watching, almost afraid to move for fear of being seen.
He had changed his routine now. He had activated the sparing bots and was
practicing dodging ki attacks. Suddenly, as if scripted, he missed one. The
blast hit him strong enough to knock him to the floor rather hard, or so
it looked. He lay there still, not moving at all. Bulma panicked. ‘Oh, Kami,
he’s done it now. I’ve got to help him.’ She ran around to the door, punching
in the override code. Swoosh!! The door opened. There lay Vegeta sprawled
out on the floor still not moving. He *appeared* to be unconscious. Bulma
rushed to his side. “Vegeta, Vegeta wake up. Are you OK?” She checked for
a pulse, ‘Yep, he’s still alive.’ Bulma then began to look for a place to
lay him so he would be a little more comfortable. ‘I guess the sofa in the
back room will have to do. Now all I have to do is get his heavy ass back
there.’ Grabbing a hold of his hands, she began to slowly drag the Saiyan
back to the room with the sofa. ‘What the hell is this guy made of? He weighs
a ton.’

During this little fiasco, Vegeta, of course, was not unconscious. He
lay there thinking, ‘I can’t believe she is actually worried about my welfare.
It was all he could do not to just jump up and scare the shit out of her,
but curiosity was getting the better of him. ‘She must be determined if she
thinks she can drag me back to that room.”

However, Bulma was very determined and succeeded in getting him to the
room and actually maneuvering him up on the couch. She left him long enough
to go into the small bathroom and retrieve a wet wash cloth. She then knelt
by his side and began to sponge his forehead with her right hand. Her left
hand gently stroked his hair. “Vegeta, wake up. Are you OK?”, she asked.
He began to stir a little. ‘Thank Kami, he’s coming to.’

“What happened woman? Where am I?”, asked Vegeta.

“Your in the back room of the GR. You were hit by a ki blast from one
of the sparring bots and you fell unconscious. I dragged you back here. Close
your eyes, you need to get some rest.”


“No woman, I’ll be fine. Just let me up.”


“Your not going anywhere mister. Now lay back down or else when we get
back to the house I’ll capsulate this GR and you’ll have no choice but to
do as I say.”

“Fine then. If it will shut you up.” Vegeta closed his eyes as if he were
going to go back to sleep. ‘I’ll play along for a little longer. I can’t
believe she’s not going to try and get even’, he thought.

‘Finally, I didn’t think he’d ever settle back down. Actually, I’m surprised
he didn’t threaten to blast me away. Humph. Wonder what he’s up to? I know
Saiyan’s are very strong and it usually takes more than a little blast like
that to take oown.own.’ Bulma theorized over and over about what Vegeta was
actually up to, then she devised a little plan. ‘I know how to find out if
he’s really hurt or if he’s just pulling my leg. Although, if I’m wrong
and he is really hurt, well let’s not think about that.’

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Bulma still kneeling beside Vegeta, slowly began rubbing her hands across
his shoulders. ‘Oh, his skin is so soft,’ she thought.

‘Looks like the woman has a plan after all,’ thought Vegeta.

Her hands gently glided across his shoulders and then down across his
chest, she began encircling his nipples ever so often taking the nubs between
her thumbs and middle fingers and slightly twisting them.

‘Kami, it’s getting hot in here. Where did she learn how to…….ummmm, I
have to control myself. Don̵wantwant the woman to know I’m awake and not really
hurt.’

She leant over him, kissing small butterfly kisses across his stomach,
across his ribs, up to one of his nipples where she ran her tongue teasingly
across it. Gently sucking it, then nipping at it with her teeth.

‘Humph. He’s not making a move. Guess I’ll have to change my tactics.’

Taking both of her hands, running them lightly down his sides, while at
the same time she moved her mouth, kissing down across his stomach. She took
her hands and grabbed the elastic of his shorts and slowly began to pull
them down, all the while kissing him in various places, stopping at his
belly button, making sure to take her tongue and encircle the opening. Continuing
on down, she found the object of her desire. ‘Looks like this part of him
is wide awake. Wonder how he gets it into that position? No wonder I didn’t
feel it sooner.’

‘What is she doing to me??????’

Taking her hand she grabbed a hold of his manhood. Her tongue touched
the tip ever so lightly. It jumped as if it had a mind of it’s own. Running
her tongue from the tip to the base several times she then took one of his
balls into her mouth sucking gently while massaging it with her tongue.
She was really starting to get into this. ‘Maybe he’s brain dead, I can’t
believe he’s not awake after that.’ If Bulma could only see his face. Sweat
was now beginning to run off his brow. Now she maneuvered her way back up
to the tip, opening her mouth wide, she engulfed his entire sin oin one fell
swoop. Stopping momentarily to adjust so as not to gag. Slowly, she moved
up and down his shaft. He was quiet large. Bulma had to admit that this was
turning her on. She would stop at *nothing* to prove her point one way or
the other.

‘If she keeps this up I’ll explode for sure.’

‘Guess it’s time to change geagaingain.’ While still orally stimulating
the *sleeping* Saiyan, she took one of her hands and strategically removed
her shorts and underwear. Of course Vegeta could not see what she was doing
because he was *asleep*. ‘I can’t take this any longer,’ she said, and with
that thought she finished removing his shorts.

Just when he thought he was going to release, she stopped. ‘Damn woman,
I knew she was out for reven……but before he coulnishnish the sentence he
was at an absolute loss for words.

Bulma placed one knee on each side of Vegeta, straddling him. Slowle
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lowered herself onto his shaft, taking the entire length into her. Failing
miserably, she allowed a moan to escape her lips.

‘She’s not doing what I think she’s doing. Oh, yes! Oh, yes! That’s it. Down, down.’

Slowly Bulma started pumping up and down. Constricting her muscles around
him , then releasing. She was after her own release now. ‘To HFIL with some
game, I’ll show him,’ she thought. Sliding in and out, grinding down harder
and harder until finally it hit her. She began to shake, almost uncontrollably.
Her muscles, tightened around him, were now spasming. She sat there for a
moment, just as she decided that he must be brain dead , she was about to
remove herself, when suddenly Vegeta sat upright, eyes wide open. Holding
her down on his lap, he asked, “Just where do you think you’re going. We’re
not finished yet. Keeping her in place, he turned to have his back against
the couch with his feet dangling over the edge, touching the floor. He raised
up enough to slide his hips out a little. He then took each one of Bulma
legs and wrapped them around, behind his back. He leaned into her ear and
whispered, “We’re not even close to being done.”

“But,…..but,….I thought…..”

“You thought wrong”

He then took hold of hips ips and began to rock her gently back and forth
against him. Bulma’s eyes would roll back into her head at this feeling.
He raised himself up again to meet her face to face. The lust, the passion
that burned within both of them now just beginning to surface. He placed
his lips on hers and began a slow and passionate kiss. Delving his tongue
into her mouth, she was inclined to return the favor. Slowly, without her
noticing, he closed his lips around her tongue and began sucking it. Combine
this action with the constant rocking of her on his shaft was pushing Bulma
to the edge until she fell, climaxing again. This time, however, he would
not wait. He exploded into her with a great force spilling his seed within.
Her body near to convulsions, fell limp against his.

Giving her only a few moments to recover, he whispered in her ear. “Woman,
do not think we are even near being finished.” Bulma just looked deeply into
his onyx eyes.
Without removing himself from her, he managed to have her on all fours
on the carpet now. <A/N: ok people’s use your imagination> Wrapping
his left arm around her waist, he leaned over her and placed his right hand
on the floor. Every animalistic instinct was taking over. Unlike before he
wildly pumped in and out of her. Nipping at her back, making small bite marks
all over her. She was in ecstasy. With every jolt from her prince, she pounded
back into him with just as much force. Raising himself into an upright position,
he placed his hands on her hips. Grasping firmly, he relinquished all he
had left into her. They both climaxed together. Just as his was emerging,
he pulled Bulma upright against his chest. Once it reached it’s peak, he
sank his teeth into her shoulder. Bulma lay her hbackback against him. Soon
after, they collapsed. Together they laid, still on the carpet. Finally,
summoning enough strength to stand, Vegeta fell back on the sofa. Bulma collected
her things and returned to the house. It was now about 5a.m. As she entered
the kitchen, on her way to her room, she noticed a message on the answering
machine.

“Hi, Sweetie, it’s mom. We’re staying in town tonight. Now you and Vegeta
try to get along. See you in the mor. Lo. Love you, Bye.”

“Yeah, mom, we’ll, um, try to get along,” Bulma said aloud with a smirk across her lips.

Up the stairs she trudged until finally collapsing on her bed.


A/N: Whew! That chapter was difficult. My first attempt at a lemon. Please
be gentleJ . I’m trying to post every couple of days, but may not be able
to. Thanks to those who have reviewed.