Hold Me Now

Hold Me Now

By: DeannaR6

The morning was already promising to be a hot and humid day. Bulma turned over in her bed and sighed deeply. She just wasn\'t ready to face another day of loneliness.
It had been two weeks since she had broken up with her longtime boyfriend, Yamucha. She felt foolish for wasting so much time on him, waiting for a question that would never be asked.
She sighed again and resigned herself to rising for the day. She made her way to the bathroom and undressed for her shower, forgetting to lock the door. She started the water and climbed in. The hot water felt good pouring over her body. She was lost to her thoughts, oblivious to everything else.
Vegeta made his way up the stairs and headed for the bathroom. He had spent most of the early morning training and now he was covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Normally he would have just eaten breakfast first but a shower sounded better. He opened the door not even aware that someone was already in the stall. He had removed his shirt and had his hands on the waistband of his pants when it hit him that he wasn\'t alone.
He looked towards the glass door of the stall and saw Bulma in the shower. He knew that she wasn\'t aware that she wasn\'t alone so he watched her as she showered. He felt no shame in admitting that he had always wanted her. She was beautiful. He had always been aware of her. He never voiced his attraction because he felt that to give it words would be a power she would hold over him.
The water had shut off and he hurriedly went out to wait in the hall. She dried off and pulled on her robe, tying the belt as she was stepping into the hall, nearly running into him. He put his hands on her shoulders before they collided.
\" Do you never pay attention to where you are going? Stupid woman!\" He said.
She was startled at first, staring at his bare chest, and then his words registered to her brain. She shrugged his hands off her shoulders and blew up at him. \" Only when it\'s something worth it! What are you lurking out here for?\"
\" I am not \'lurking\'.\" He replied with a scowl. He damn well knew he was, but wasn\'t about to give her the satisfaction of that knowledge.
She smirked. \" Could have fooled me.\"
He smirked back. \" It wouldn\'t be that hard.\"
She glared daggers at him and huffed back to her room, his insult ignored. She slammed the drawers and closet door, mumbling the whole time.
\" That idiot! Calling me stupid! Me! Oooo!\"
She yanked on her clothes, almost viciously, then sat at her vanity. She pulled a comb through her hair and started thinking about her \"guest\". Every day it was a challenge with him. He was always ready with an insult or snide remark about her or her family. Mainly her. She didn\'t know why she put up with his trite shit as much as she did.
She guessed it was because despite his arrogance and pride she felt sorry for him. He had no friends or allies. He didn\'t even know this planet. And he seemed lonely. She could relate. But sometimes...well, she noticed that he was definitely male. And he wasn\'t ugly. He was put together rather nicely in fact. She noticed that when they were in the hallway today. He had his shirt off and his muscles were well defined.
She stopped combing her hair and stared wide-eyed at herself in the mirror. What the hell was she thinking? She threw down her comb and swept out of the room. She needed coffee and a distraction. The newspaper should do it.
When she got to the kitchen he was already there stuffing his face. She gave him a look of disgust, grabbed her mug and poured herself some coffee. She sat across the table from him and picked up the morning paper. She opened the paper and shook it out, deliberately making a racket. He grunted, mumbling something about \" loud, stupid women\".
So as it was, they had a very quiet breakfast. In fact, it was so quiet that Vegeta couldn\'t stand it any longer. He slammed his fist on the table causing her to jump at least a foot. He chuckled at her reaction.
\" You asshole!\" She shouted, her hand on her chest trying to calm her thudding heart.
He shrugged, responding with, \" You shouldn\'t drink so much coffee.\"
She wanted to throw her mug at him, she really did, but she didn\'t want to get him any angrier than she needed to. She rose from the table, moving to the sink and grumbling to herself in a quiet voice, \" Just you wait, Vegeta.\" At least she thought it was quiet.
She realized her error when she felt his hands on her and she was spun around to face an angry Saiyajin. He stood very close to her. Close enough to feel his breath on her face.
\" Wait for what, woman?\" he growled.
She really didn\'t want to have to put up with this right now. Her parents were gone for the week, so it wasn\'t like she had any real protection at the moment. She looked into his dark eyes. She didn\'t want to admit that he frightened her sometimes.
He saw the fear in her eyes. Good, he thought. She should be afraid. But deep down it bothered him. He really did not want her to be afraid of him. He had had too much of that in his life. He much preferred her anger. Damn, but she\'s beautiful. He wanted to reassure her but wasn\'t sure how to, short of telling her. And he couldn\'t do that. So he did the next best thing.
She was not expecting what he did next. One moment they were staring into each other\'s eyes and the next thing she knew she felt his lips touch hers. I should push him away, she thought. Then, this feels... nice. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
Vegeta held her tighter as their kiss heated up. He swept his tongue inside her mouth and touched hers. Their breathing grew more ragged as they made love with their mouths. He put his hand on the side of her face and gently stroked her jaw as he deepened the kiss. She could feel his passion and it ignited hers.
His hand moved down to the side of her neck where he could feel her pulse. It was racing. He moved his hand lower, to her breast. He cupped his hand over the mound and stroked his thumb over the hardened nipple. She moaned into his mouth. He could feel himself harden to where it was starting to get painful. He reluctantly pulled back and turned away from her. He clenched his fists at the sides of his muscled thighs, his head bowed and his breathing harsh.
Bulma felt her disappointment grow. She reached out and touched his arm. He pulled away from her.
\" Don\'t.\" he said and then he walked out the back door.
Bulma was too stunned to say anything at first. Then she became angry, yelling out to the room in her frustration. \" Damn you, Vegeta!\" She stormed back to her bedroom.

Vegeta spent the rest of the day in the gravity chamber working out his own frustration and cussing himself out. He couldn\'t keep his mind on his training. All he could think about was the passionate kiss they shared and the sexy way she moaned. He had let his passion get control of him.
Unreasonably, he blamed Bulma for his loss of control. If she wasn\'t so damned gorgeous he could have avoided that scene this morning. Instead, he had let himself get caught up in the moment. If he didn\'t get this problem in hand, and soon, he could end up doing something he had been trying to avoid since he met her.
By the end of the day, he had a new resolve. He would avoid her as much as possible. It should be fairly easy considering the size of the house and property. The fact that his bedroom was down the hall from her own shouldn\'t be a problem. He would just rise earlier and go to bed later. It was a perfect plan. At least it was, until he left the gravity chamber. When he stepped out he happened to look at the balcony that was outside her room.
Bulma was standing out there in the sexiest nightgown he had ever seen. The silk clung to her body, indecently, to his mind, but nicely. It outlined her generous curves. He felt himself physically reacting to her again. Dammit!
She seemed to be staring off in the distance. She is probably thinking about that worthless idiot she dumped, he thought. He felt himself becoming angry at that thought. Why should that matter? She\'s not my woman! But he couldn\'t shake that feeling of betrayal. It bothered him so much that he flew over to her.
She was thinking of him and his reaction to their kiss this morning. She had been busy thinking about that all day. After she cooled down, she tried to analyze the situation. She had always thought that she was a smart woman and yet she couldn\'t figure men out. Human or Saiyajin. A male was a male. His reaction was strange. By the way he had kissed her, she had thought that he felt the same passion she did. She had felt his physical response very well. It had practically embedded itself into her pelvis. So why had he brushed her off? She sighed.
\" Lost in the moment?\" he asked snidely. He was standing next to her with his arms crossed over his chest.
He had surprised her. God, he\'s sneaky, she thought. She turned towards him. \" What do you mean?\" she asked.
\" I mean, you aren\'t out here mooning over that fool, Yamucha, are you?\"
\" If I were, it wouldn\'t be any of your business anyway.\" She replied.
He opened his mouth then snapped it shut. He hated when she was right.
\" You\'re a stupid woman.\" He finally said.
She had had enough. She pointed her finger and poked him in the chest with it with every word she said. \" I am sick and tired of being called that!\"
He grabbed her wrist. \" If you value your intelligence so much, then explain to me why you would love someone who treats you so shitty? A smart woman would know better.\"
She yanked her wrist out of his grasp and turned away so he wouldn\'t see the tears forming in her eyes. Her breath hitched before she answered him.
\" Love doesn\'t require brains. It is an emotion. Something that you either don\'t, or, refuse to understand.\"
\" Emotions are a waste. Once you let them control you, then you have lost. You become weak and useless.\" He said.
\" Vegeta, you are the angriest person I know. I refuse to argue with you on my intelligence or lack of it, as you seem to think. I think you should just leave me alone now.\" She said tiredly.
He didn\'t like seeing her look so defeated. But he also didn\'t like hearing her confess to love someone else. It bothered him very much. Enough that he couldn\'t leave without giving her something else to think about.
Bulma had started walking back into her bedroom. Vegeta followed right behind her. She turned around to face him and order him out of her room when he grabbed her arms and shook her.
\" Listen to me, woman. He is gone, out of your life now. You do not need him!\" he snapped.
\" I know that, you idiot! Besides, I wasn\'t thinking about him. I was thinking about you!\" she snapped back.
He stopped shaking her, a stunned expression on his face. \" What?!\"
Bulma looked into his dark eyes, her lovely face softening. She reached up and touched his cheek with her hand.
\" I said, that I was thinking about you. When you kissed me this morning, I knew that I could forget about him. I want you.\" She put her hand back down.
Vegeta was speechless. He felt something inside him crack, a warmth seeping in. He looked at her suspiciously, \" Woman, explain yourself!\"
Bulma rolled her eyes and sighed. \" I know. God only knows why I want you. You\'re arrogant, mean, and full of yourself. But I feel drawn to you. Like we should be together.\"
Vegeta understood what she was saying. He had felt the same draw. He had refused to acknowledge it, because that would mean he had found the one. His mate for life. Damn! If she felt it also, then it was meant to be. It wasn\'t just lust.
He crossed his arms and smirked. \" And you\'re a loud, bossy and overbearing woman.\"
Bulma gasped, then let out a shriek as she jumped at him. He caught her in his arms easily, chuckling at her reaction. She\'s so easy to piss off, he thought, I wouldn\'t have her any other way. He carried her towards her bed while she smacked uselessly at his arms and shoulders. He placed her gently in the middle of it.
Bulma looked up at him. Vegeta stared into her eyes, not losing contact while he removed his clothes. She saw the need and desire in their depths. She felt warmth, a tingling, as his body came more into view. When he was naked, she held her arms open to him. He moved into them pulling her close for a deep kiss.
His mouth moved slowly over hers, his tongue sliding over her teeth and then touching her tongue. His fingers combed through her hair softly before moving to her throat, then her chest. He followed with kisses, branding her as he worked his way to her breasts. He teased her nipples through the silk, wetting it.
Bulma moaned. \" Vegeta.\" She whispered.
He stopped long enough to help her pull off her nightgown. He moved back to her breasts and pulled the nipple into his mouth, lightly nipping his teeth on it. He sucked and then ran his tongue around it. His other hand had moved to her other breast where he gently rolled the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He moved to the valley between her breasts and kissed a trail to her navel.
dippdipped his tongue while he gently pulled her panties off. He could smell her scent. He spread her open and kissed the pulse point that beat there. Bulma moaned louder as she moved her fingers through his hair and raised her hips from the bed, her legs shaking with passion.
He moved back up to her. He looked down on her, his upper body raised over hers, breathing hard. He stared into her eyes. Her beautiful, blue eyes that shone with love.
\" This is forever, woman. What we do now, can never be undone. Do you still want this?\" He said softly, but urgently.
Bulma pulled him down for a kiss as an answer. Vegeta slid his length into her warm, wet passage. She tightened around him. He moaned at the feeling.
He moved in long, slow strokes. She wrapped her arms around his torso, her legs around his waist to give him more depth. His hands moved to cup her ass as he moved within her. He kissed her neck, running his tongue to her shoulder. He opened his mouth and latched onto her shoulder with his teeth. He moaned, then he bit her as another intense feeling washed over him.
Bulma moaned loudly, her breathing as ragged as his own. She vaguely felt the bite. All she knew was at that moment she felt as one with Vegeta. She bit his shoulder in response.
Vegeta could feel Bulma reaching her climax and he pumped harder to meet her there. Bulma dug her nails into his back as she silently willed him to move fr. Hr. Her legs tightened around him and she arched her back. She could feel her soul shattering like glass, splintering into a thousand pieces. She screamed out his name.
Vegeta growled and then yelled out her name as he joined her. They both felt as though they had moved beyond the stars, their souls melting with each other. They held on tightly to each other as they slowly descended. They shared another deep kiss before falling asleep.
That night had brought together a prince and his lady forever after.