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Stupid Obsessions	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 6769 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- 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.

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- 10-10--the END
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Stupid Obsessions 5

His back was cold, his chest was warm. There was an arm over his ribs and his hands was against warm skin, smooth under his fingers as he shifted, felt the leg on his and licked his lips. He wasn't tired, but he didn't want to wake up, slid his finger down, tried to figure out who he was touching.

He opened his eyes, looked past the blue hair and saw Vegeta--with his eyes open and a sleepy look on his face, a yawn and he looked down, at Bulma between the two of them. Vegeta's arm was around her, one hand on her waist, and his leg against hers, her leg was over Goku's and her arm around him. And his hand was on Vegeta, on his back. It was different to be like this, different to be close to the two of them and feel the puff of Bulma's warm breath against his chest, the feeling of her skin against his.

Different because this wasn't sex. He was invited for the sex, not this part. He moved his hand back, away from Vegeta and just as he had it back in his own 'space' Bulma shot up and twisted around, her hand pressed against Vegeta's face, she leaned over him, (he was mumbling things but Goku couldn't make them out) and wriggled around, looking for something on the otherside of the bed. Her hand slipped down to Vegeta's throat (cutting off his ability to breath) and he rolled his eyes, lifted her up with one hand and turned her so her face was toward Goku.

"The clock is on that side." Vegeta said. Then he put her on the bed again, and she immediately climbed half over Goku, her legs on either side of his hip, and he rolled onto his back, her hand pressed to his chest to steady herself and she looked at the clock.

"Dammit," she said. Then she pushed herself up to her feet, jumped off the bed and grabbed her clothes off the floor and disappeared into their bathroom.

Goku looked at the clock (not that he had ever been interested in time before) and then back at Vegeta. But the Prince was out of bed too, he grabbed his pants off the floor and was pulling them back on, stood there when he had them pulled on and looked at his arms. There were bruises on his upper arms and he frowned at that.

Goku sat up in the bed and crossed his legs, leaned forward and felt uncomfortable here. The bathroom door opened again, Bulma shot out, ran past the bed toward the door, stopped, came back over to him and curled arm around his shoulders and kissed him, pulled back, gave him one of those truly dazzling smiles. Then she went to Vegeta and kissed him and left the room.

Vegeta's pants still weren't closed. He was just standing there, barefoot and barechested, looking at the bruises on his arms and contemplating whatever he was. Then he looked at him. "Bra," is what he said, "She'll be home in a few minutes."

"Oh." Then he stood up and figured it was time that he got going. Not that he had any idea what it was a person was supposed to do in situations like this, but he figured that both Bulma and Vegeta must have gotten what they wanted and now they had to go back to being parents and he could go back to sparring with Piccolo (now that his touchy-feely sort of fighting was hopefully cured.)

"Where are you going?" Vegeta demanded.

Goku looked at him, felt--for the first time really--just a little bit dwarfed by him. Felt that Vegeta was better than him for the first time in all his memory and it made his stomach tighten unpleasantly. He shrugged.

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at him. Crossed the distance between the two of them and pressed his hand flat against Goku's chest, pushed him back until his knees were against the bed and then harder so he fell back again, and Vegeta followed him onto the bed, crawled up his body and sat on his waist with his hands on Goku's chest and looked down at him.

"Don't I need to go?" he whispered.

"No."

"But--"

"Bulma will send Bra home with her mother for the night. You are not going anywhere." Vegeta smirked. "Baka."

A minute dragged by this way, with him on his back and Vegeta on his stomach and he tried very hard to be patient--something he was normally very good at--but it was seeming more and more like maybe Vegeta was wrong about Bulma and he was supposed to be leaving while nobody noticed. Another minute passed in a small eternity and he shifted under Vegeta.

The door opened and Bulma reappeared, she was pulling her shirt off before the door was even closed behind her, the skirt went next and she was naked again. "What'd I miss?" she asked as she slid back on the bed next to him.

"Kakarot tried to leave."

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The pout was cute. Bulma pouted very well, and she turned the full force of that pout on Kakarot, he squirmed under Vegeta and tried to grin his way out of it like an idiot. But the pout won out.

"I thought--"

"That's never been your strong suit," he said, and Bulma turned to look at him with narrowed blue eyes. She reached out and shoved him, and he grabbed her by the arm as he rolled off Kakarot and she was yanked over the baka's large body to once again be trapped between the two of them.

Like a good boy, Kakarot rolled onto his side and Bulma couldn't move more than to squirm between the two of them. "Vegeta!" she said, turned her head to look at him. "You hurt my arm." She was whining on purpose.

"Poor baby," he said, low enough that only she could hear, and the roll of his voice in her ear made her shiver and rub her thighs together. Kakarot looked down and licked his lips before looking back up at her. He covered her shoulder with his large hand and slid his hand down to her elbow where Vegeta had grabbed her. He used one arm to prop himself up and held her arm in the other as he kissed the pink skin.

Bulma sucked in a little breath. Vegeta reached down, lifted her leg and hooked it over the baka, slid his fingers between her thighs and felt the slickness there again. She whimpered. Kakarot looked down, then at Vegeta, he pushed Bulma onto her back and moved one of his hands down too, fingers against Vegeta's and he took them, showed him where to rub.

"No...fair..." Bulma said breathlessly, and she scratched her fingers against their backs, Vegeta looked at her, smirked and bent his head down to lick her breast. She moaned again, arched her back against him, and Kakarot caught the idea, dropped his head and kissed her breast. His mouth opened around her and he sucked on her. Vegeta did the same, and her breathy exclamations were the only noise in the room.

Kakarot moved back first. "You fuck her this time," he said. Then he gripped her waist in his hand and lifted her away from Vegeta, rolled onto his back so he was leaning against the headboard and Bulma was leaning against him, panting. His big hands moved down to her thighs and parted them, opening her legs and Vegeta rolled onto his back long enough to get the pants off before crawling over to the two of them.

She had her arms over her head, around Kakarot's neck as he held her up for Vegeta, and her eyes were narrow by sparkling and bright blue. A secret little smile on her lips and it was truly bizarre how angry he wasn't. Moved between her thighs and into her wet warmth, felt Kakarot's hands between his hips and her thighs and he dropped his head down to suck on her neck.

He really should have been more upset by this. Kakarot being in their bed, the standing promise that the baka was going to get his turn inside of Vegeta, and the way that Bulma arched against the taller baka. But her voice was whispering his name, and her shivers were against him were his doing.

Bulma gasped, clamped her legs around him and wriggled back against him until she was barely breathing. Her blue hair was soaking in sweat, and she was heaving for breath. "You're...too...hot." Vegeta lifted he up again, and laid her against the bed where she wasn't trapped between the two of them. "Damn Saiyans."

Kakarot moved over to look at her, she gave him a vague smile as her breathing evened out.

"Aren't you supposed to be doing something?" she whispered.

Damn woman. Damn baka who curled his arm around Vegeta's waist and pulled him back against him. He found himself where BUlma had been moments ago, against the baka's broad chest and he could feel the heartbeat against his back.

Bulma wiggled up so she was leaning against the pillows and she licked her lips as the baka's hand wrapped around his erection, and he felt the hardness against his thigh. "Lets see how long you last," Bulma said.

Kakarot laughed.

Vegeta growled, jerked his head so he could see the smirk on the smug bastard's face. "Why are you laughing? I'm not a little human." And he was upset about the implication that he would not be a good enough lay to get Kakarot off--why? He wasn't even supposed to want to do this.

"Doesn't matter," Kakarot said, low in his ear and he moved his hand on him.

In front of him Bulma got to her knees and leaned off the side of the bed to retrieve the fallen lube, when she righted herself she was smiling. The tube was already open so she squeezed it out on her palm, rolled her fingers in it and moved up in front of him, looked right at him and dropped her hand down between his open thighs.

Kakarot was breathing heavy against his neck, and Bulma pushed her little fingers into him, he moved away from it, and Kakarot put his hand on his stomach to keep him in place. "Just wait."

Her fingers moved deeper into him and then out, recoated with lube and pressed back in until he felt strange and slick. She squeezed more of the lube out on her palm, reached past him and covered Kakarot in it. He felt her hand against him and she guided Kakarot to his entrance, Vegeta felt his hands curl into fists and grit his teeth, felt the blunt hardness against him and Bulma gasped a little breath as Kakarot pushed into him. Her fingers were against the stretched opening of his body and he shivered.

Kakarot grunted, shifted, pushed in farther and then turned them, so Vegeta was facing the headboard now, and Bulma moved too, so she was still in front of him, looking at his face, and Kakarot's face. "Lean forward," was the voice in his ear, and he did, put his hands on the wall above the headboard, breathed hard as Kakarot shifted behind him, pressed in even deeper and rubbed hard against his prostate.

"You should see your face."

Kakarot's hand was still on his stomach but the other moved up, around his chest and he felt the thrust into him, the slide against his back as the baka moved slowly, deeply and Bulma gasped again.

"Come on, Kakarot," Bulma whispered, "Make him scream."

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Goku: *grin*

Bulma: *hentai grin*

Vegeta: ...No comment.

Thank you guys for reading! *hugs reviewers and readers* This is a finished story it's 10 chaps long total. So I'll put a new chapter up every day except the weekends. (I'm lazy on weekends.)
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