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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
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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Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z.
Author's Note: Time for Vegeta's Revenge....you know what's coming! *giggles* Lemon chapter warning.

Chapter 8

Vegeta's Revenge
Vegeta held his protesting stomach. He really wished he had asked her to cook only barbecues from now on but a Saiyan Prince never went back on his word. He had lied and said it was acceptable. She was going to pay for his torture. He watched from the couch as she tried soothing her son. He was now cranky from not getting a nap. Bulma was muttering about how Trunks was like his father.
"If you ask me he's more like you, he has your temper." Vegeta said. Bulma looked daggers at Vegeta while she patted Trunks' back.
"No one asked for your opinion." Bulma said. Vegeta grunted and rubbed his stomach some more. Bulma's cooking was a true test of his Saiyan strength. All the worlds he had explored, destroyed and conquered he had to endure the war time cooking. The survival food of a warrior away from the comforts of his home base, he had survived on the most dire of all. He could honestly say he had never had anything so worse or trying in all his life.
There was a knock on the door and Mrs. Briefs entered chattering away. Vegeta crossed his arms and glared at her on high defense. He felt quite vulnerable with an sore stomach, something he had never experienced from food before.
"I heard you need a baby-sitter." Mrs. Briefs said winking at Vegeta.
"Oh Mom that would be great. He hasn't had his bath yet." Bulma said handing over her baby. "I think Vegeta might have indigestion."
"Saiyans do not get indigestion." Vegeta protested from his seat but he was still clutching his stomach.
"I could get you some anti-acid tablets." Mrs. Briefs asked her son-in-law.
"We've got some thanks." Bulma said while shooing her mother out the door.
"I'll leave you newly weds to it." Mrs. Briefs giggled. "See you later Vegeta." She added giving Vegeta a wave. He ignored her and focused on the intricate wood patterns on the floor panelling.
Bulma pushed her mother out the door. "I warned you Mom." She snarled.
"Don't be silly it was just a wave." Mrs Briefs giggled. "Bye, bye."
"Bye, bye." Trunks said from his grandmother's arms.
Bulma shut the door. She looked guiltily over to Vegeta. He was holding onto his guts and had been very quiet. He hadn't insulted her or snapped at her. She realised how ill he must be. The one time when he never really argued was when he was hurt. Though all the previous times it had been from physical abuse, now it was internal.
"You don't look so good." Bulma said stating the obvious.
Vegeta looked at her with his best withering stare.
*Well d'uh Bulma. You've just poisoned your husband.* She thought to herself. She shifted over to were he sat like a wounded warrior. She began rubbing his tense shoulders.
"Do you know what time it is." Vegeta grumbled.
Bulma glanced up at the clock. "It's getting on to 8." She was going to ask why he was asking but Vegeta had pulled her over his shoulders. She landed in his lap. Her tail fur was bristled with her annoyance and excitement.
"It's been over 24 hours." Vegeta said touching her nose with his finger.
Bulma shivered with the touch. "So we've past our first day anniversary." Bulma smiled her head surrounded with love hearts.
"It's been over 24 hours since we last had sex." Vegeta's hand crept onto Bulma's thigh.
"Is that all you think about?" Bulma snarled. She slapped his hand away. "What about love?"
Vegeta chuckled at her. "What is it and your obsession with love?" Bulma tried to break free from Vegeta. Unfortunately for Bulma he had her in a tight hold.
"I know you love me Vegeta." Bulma said as she let her tail wrap around the arm that held her. "I know because of the wish I made."
Vegeta looked angry at her mentioning that wish of hers. "You better not do anything like that on Namek."
"So you are going?" Bulma said leaning onto him.
"I have given it consideration." Vegeta said coldly.
"It's going to be great, you, me and Trunks. We'll be the first to visit the new planet." Bulma said happily.
"The brat is not going." Vegeta growled.
"But it's his first birthday soon. I missed his first word, I'm not going to miss his first anything." Bulma cried out but Vegeta had her pinned down. His face glaring down on her.
"That brat will not suffer any to lose you for a month." He kept her down in the seat. Bulma being a bit of a control freak she began to struggle.
"Let go Vegeta." She said defiantly.
"No I don't think so." Vegeta said calmly. "I have a bit of revenge to act out."
"Look I'm really sorry about my cooking." Bulma sighed. "I did warn you."
"It's not all about that pitiful attempt at cooking." Vegeta said wincing. His stomach jolted with pain at her mentioning it. "It's more about the affect of my pride, you laughed at me."
Bulma stopped her attempts at wriggling free. "You and your damn pride!"
"Woman, don't make this any worse." Vegeta said as he still held her down. Bulma saw the predator like smirk Vegeta had. He was completely commanding the situation. "You laughed at how I reacted to the brat." He said explaining some more. "I have a long and arduous torture in mind for you."
Bulma squealed and tried to kick him. Vegeta placed his hand over her legs. There was no strength in his hold. He was just too vastly powerful for Bulma to fight. She let her tail grip harder, hoping to cut off his circulation. "I do not wish to hurt you." Vegeta said quietly. "I only wish to show you who's in charge."
"Is this a bond thing?" Bulma hissed.
"Very much so." Vegeta purred. He moved on top of Bulma. His legs holding down hers and one of his hands' holding back her hands. His free hand glided over her soft skin. He stopped when he came to her neck. The scarf she had decided to wear to hide her bite was pulled off. Bulma turned her head exposing the bite mark.
"I suppose you're going to bite me again." Bulma said. "It really did hurt."
"It was a bite what did you expect, flowers and romance." Vegeta spat out the two words he hated most. Bulma kept tight lipped, she was filled with a mixture of excitement and anger. Vegeta chuckled as his finger traced the wound.
Bulma winced as his finger touched it. Vegeta leaned down and let his lips brush against his mark. Bulma tried to repress her moan. It sent a tingle down her back and tail. Her tail released its grip on Vegeta's arm. The sensation of Vegeta gently kissing her bite wound was doing something strange to her. Her hips convulsed against Vegeta. He was so close to her. His presence dominating over her.
Bulma's personal reaction was to keep struggling but there was a softer side in her wanting to submit. *No I'm not going to give Vegeta dominance over me.* Bulma thought and desperately began to squirm again. Vegeta could see her conflict of emotions.
"I'm not going to force you." He said. "I want you to ask for me to take you."
"I want to be set free." Bulma snarled.
"Do you?" Vegeta said as his hand trailed down her dress. "If I set you free, I'll stop doing this." As an example his hand slid under her dress and firmly grasped her breast. His hand found her nipple and played with it till it became hard. Bulma tried to remain defiant. She bit down on her lip, stopping any betraying gasps of pleasure. Vegeta laughed quietly at her efforts. He pulled at her light summer dress. It ripped off exposing Bulma's designer underwear.
"Don't you dare rip my panties off." Bulma said but when it had left her mouth, her expensive lingerie was in tatters. "Those were Chantelle!" Bulma yelled.
"You shouldn't really wear them if they're this Chantelle's." Vegeta sneered.
Bulma tried to pull herself up to bite him. This made Vegeta laugh louder. He only stopped when he bent down to kiss her. Bulma, shocked by his lips on hers returned the kiss with full on passion. She was naked and helpless underneath his strong hold on her. She tried to move her hands but they were still held back. She stopped kissing and sunk her teeth into his bottom lip. It was the same place as last time she'd bitten him. This time she drew blood.
Bulma glared back at Vegeta, her glare trying to say 'you can't tame me.' Vegeta just smirked and sunk his teeth back into her neck. Bulma tried to scream but her voice was caught. The pain was being subdued by the dizzy blackness from before. Bulma couldn't make any noise at all. She could only quickly gasp in some air as she felt Vegeta exploring her with his fingers. His left hand still kept her wrists down.
"Now I am not going to enter you unless you ask." Vegeta said as his fingers circled her folds. One finger flicked her clitoris and Bulma tried hard not to squeal. "The more you resist blue eyes the more I shall continue." Vegeta smirked as his hand moved to her tail. The blue limb twitched but slid eagerly into Vegeta's hand.
'Traitor.' Bulma thought as her tail looped and curled with bliss. She threw her head back so she couldn't let her expression give away how much she was enjoying it. She would have snarled, said a witty remark, but her vocal cords had given up. If she'd tried to speak, she expected it to sound a lot more gasping and full of her lust. Vegeta was petting and stroking the soft fur. He was quite proud at how much Bulma had withstood so far. He had thought she would have broke by now.
*No matter, the longer she lasts the louder her screams later.* He wickedly thought. He kissed her breasts, sucking and nibbling at each one in turn. Bulma let a small gasp escape her. Vegeta smirked. *She's going to break soon, lets see how she likes this.*
He took her tail and guided it towards her groin. The soft fur brushed against her clitoris. It set off two jolts of ecstasy, one from her tail and the other from the groin. Both merged into a greater feeling of lust for Bulma. She couldn't hold her tongue any longer.
"Oh, fuck!" She panted. Vegeta just kept his smirk. He let the fur stimulate the nub in a teasing manner. They were barley touching but on contact it was so intense.
"Oh, fuck you Vegeta..." Bulma groaned, she didn't want to let him win.
"Tell me you want this." Vegeta said while his finger lingered over her wet opening.
Bulma clenched her mouth shut. Vegeta brought her tail back to the clit. While his finger remained on her wet flesh.
"Ah, Vegeta...please stop." Bulma moaned.
"You want me to stop?" Vegeta asked as he continued. "Your body say's differently." He let his finger slip smoothly into her folds and quickly back out again. Bulma's hips jerked towards him, trying to get the finger back. It was too much for Bulma to take.
"You win this time Vegeta." Bulma gasped. "Next time your butt's mine."
"Is that a 'Vegeta I want you'? Because I didn't hear...."
".... I want you to take me now Vegeta." Bulma said defeated. Her body couldn't stand any more of his teasing. She was shaking with unfulfilled lust for him. She was instantly gratified when two of Vegeta's fingers delved into her. He positioned his hand so as the fingers went in his thumb pressed against her throbbing clit. His other hand released her arms and she was free to let her hands wander. She yanked his T-shirt over his spiky head.
"You seem a little hot and bothered." Vegeta said in a taunting voice. His fingers gave an extra wiggle.
"Just take me already." Bulma hissed. Her need growing by the minute. His fingers were no longer what she wanted. Vegeta kept the smirk on his face. He pulled down his tight shorts letting his saiyanhood free.
"I want you inside me." Bulma pleaded.
"Like this?" Vegeta whispered his hand taken out and his tip replacing it.
Bulma nodded, her cheeks were flushed and she could hardly gasp another word. Her legs were taken onto Vegeta's shoulders. It made her more exposed to him. The angle giving his shaft easier access. Without another warning Vegeta thrust into her.
Bulma screamed out. His flesh filling her insides. Every movement he made Bulma gasped and squeaked. The hot need that had been flaring in between her thighs was getting what it wanted. Bulma's tail lashed about curling and trying to find a hold. Eventually it wrapped around Vegeta's thigh. Their bodies collided together in fluid motion. All of Bulma's previous anger at being manipulated was turned into pure lust. She groaned and gasped out loud as Vegeta kept thrusting into her; merely grunted with the exertion. The pace quickened and Bulma's voice vibrated to different octaves. It sounded as if she was 'ahhing' over a bumpy road.
Vegeta bit down on her wound again. Bulma squeaked as she felt a sharp bit of pain. Then it all disappeared into that dizzying blackness again. The bond was taking hold of her again. Or what she thought could be described as the bond. It felt for a moment that she and Vegeta were not only joined by bodies but by mind. She felt like she was falling backwards. Spiraling downwards into a deep pit of emotions that wanted to possess her very soul.
Vegeta kissed her again, her blood still on his lips. Bulma kissed back, accepting his strange ritual. It seemed right somehow, now she wasly ely experiencing it. She could sense his own need for her, like she needed him. She was snapped out of her darkness by Vegeta. His hardness inside her was quivering. She couldn't move very well in her position. She just had to brace herself against him. He came inside her. The heat from his seed exploded inside her.
Bulma's orgasm was fast coming after that. She howled as wave after wave of rapture enveloped her. Vegeta pinned her down again, holding her as she came. Eventually Bulma's mind recovered and she stared back at her prince. He was smirking at her, gloating over what he had done.
Bulma, though still very fuzzy, felt a small bit of her anger. She didn't like being controlled like that. True she had enjoyed every minute of it and Vegeta knew it. She secretly began plotting her own revenge.
'Though I want my hug and kisses first.' Bulma thought as she wriggled free from his hold and kissed him. Vegeta kissed back unaware of Bulma's ticking time bomb. She preferred to be in control and he was going to find out the hard way. Vegeta fell asleep assured of his dominance over her but for Bulma she lay awake, happy yet slowly working out how she could pay him back for being so rough with her.

Author's Note: I'm not a fan of male dominance, but it can be hot when written right. I wanted Bulma to give in this time but next time will be a different story.
Next chapter is Bulma gonna get revenge? I promise no ki restraining collars cos that's been done. Next will be another lemon with Bulma more in control. I take my time in writing lemons but it is really hard when you want to use lots of different words for the sexual organs. I was going to use 'rod of love' for Vegeta's you know but I couldn't bring myself to do it. That's far too lame even for one of my lemons. Hope that made you laugh, (rod of love what was I thinking?) lol. Next chapter will come out as soon as possible
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