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Royal Request

Royal Request
By Trynia Merin
Pairing: Vegeta and Bulma
Rating: NC 17 for Sexual situations and language. Go elsewhere if
you don't like reading this stuff please!

Category: One Shot/Continuation
Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z, including Vegeta and Bulma belong to
Toriyama and Funimation/Toei animation company. I don't own this, but this plot
and story are my work of fan fiction. I don't get paid for this so don't sue me
please!!
***
"I require something, blue onna," said his drop dead
sexy voice from behind her.
"Yikes!" she squealed, leaping nearly a foot in the air
with an ear piercing scream. She whirled around and almost fell if not for the
arms that caught her against him.
"Must you make that infernal noise?" he groaned,
wincing. "Great Galaxy if I knew it would provoke THIS unpleasant
response�"
"What� did you want� you royal pain in my ass� you scared the
SHIT out of me!" she yelped, heart pounding.
"Ningen flight or fight response," Vegeta shook his
head. "Honestly how can I possibly continue to consider mating or pursuing
a frail creature that�s this close to dropping dead when I sneak up on
her?"
"Baka, if you didn't stalk me like some fricking predator�
you'd have me around a lot longer, your Royal Whyness," Bulma snapped at
him.
"But it's so fun to scare you� minus the disagreeable noise
you make," he teased, curling his arms around her hips from behind. Hard
armor pressed to her back, while his white-gloved hands slid over her belly.
Momentarily they dipped south of what was considered decent, making her yelp
and weak in the knees.
"I�. Have a great deal of work to do�" she yelped,
feeling his hot breath fanning her ear. Why was he suddenly acting so familiar
with her, instead of berating her?
"And I've got training, so what the fuck else is new?"
he laughed in her ear.
"What brought� about this change� of heart� the last time I
wanted to do something you told me to leave you alone!" she sulked, trying
to pry his gloved hands off her to no avail.
"Because I didn't want to at the time, and now I do," he
purred. "You are a persistent woman, and I merely wanted to see WHY you
were hanging all over me. Now I'm giving you a dose of the same� and you seem
quite perturbed I'm interrupting YOU."
"Son of a bitch spoiled brat�" she stammered.
"Not so agreeable when you're the one receiving the
interruption," Vegeta laughed, nipping the sensitive shell of her ear.
"OWWW!" she screamed. "What the fuck are you
doing?"
"Making a pest of myself like you do when I'm training, what
do you think?" he snickered. All of a sudden he released her, turning her
around. Her fist flashed out, cracking into his jaw.
"Ouch!" Bulma screamed, holding her fist.
"That hurt you more than me," he teased, then saw the
pain and rage on her face.
"You� you�" she stammered.
"You ningen are too fragile," Vegeta mumbled, grabbing
her fist and holding it as he pinned her between his body and the counter.
"Let me go you big ape! Haven't you done enough?"
"I wasn't the idiot who tried hitting the Prince of all
Saiyans. Don't you know my bone structures ten times as dense?" he asked,
squeezing her fist.
"Ouch, it's broken," she sniffled.
"No it's not," Vegeta said. "Now shut up and let me
concentrate� calcium phosphate bone regeneration� if I give it a jump
start�"
"It HURTS!"
"Nonsense, you go through much more pain when you have your
body hair removed with hot wax� shhh�" he snapped, surrounding her fist
with both gloved hands. Bulma saw his hair crackling with ki, which surged over
the gloved hands and seeped into her skin. Blue radiance crackled and permeated
to her very bones. Tingles of that blue fire shot all over her, and she felt
her entire body vibrating at the same frequency as the Prince's.
He let go of her hand, and stepped back. She slowly opened and
closed her fingers, feeling only a dull ache in its place. "Holy shit� how
did you� your ki�"

"Boosted your weak body repair
systems�" Vegeta smirked. "Now�"
"Ohhh you are driving me NUTS! You are so DEAD!" Bulma
squealed, and he laughed as he hyper speed zipped out of the way.
"Too slow," he smirked. However Bulma threw herself on
him in a flying tackle. Vegeta had deliberately allowed her to do so, thinking
it amusing to see how far she'd go before she regained her senses about who she
was physically assaulting.
"You're SO gonna get it, Mister Princey pants!" she
yelped, knocking him over. Laughing maniacally he crashed under her slight
weight, and then began to fiercely tickle her ribs.
"No� no stop!" she shrieked.
"Say it� say that I told you so! You hate being interrupted
as much as I!" he laughed.
"I won't you baka!" she hiccupped, tears pouring down
her cheeks as she squealed in laughter. "Not the tail� no FAIR!"
"Say it, minx� I'm your lord and master� and I gladly obey,
because if I don't, I get punished�" he cackled gleefully, but she knew he
would never hurt her. Rolling her over he pinned her under his heavy body, and
then sat on her hips with a satisfied grunt.
"Get OFF me you big lunkhead you're squishing me!" she
yelled.
"Such a fragile thing I could crush in my hands and
yet�" he trailed off, bringing his nose close to bury in her neck. A deep
growl rumbled in his throat, straddling her and pinning her wrists in his
gloved hands on either side of her face.
"Don't� hurt me�" she shivered. "You've� proved your point� get off me�
please�"
"No I don't wish to, I'm quite comfortable�" he
murmured, stretching out on top of her, pinning her between his armored body
and the floor.
"Kami� don't� please don't�" she stammered, waiting for
him to rip her clothes off.
"Don't what? Your body feels quite� adequate from this
position� I had not anticipated�" he murmured into her neck. Yet all
Vegeta did was lay on top of her, inhaling her scent as he shifted his position
to cover her body with his armored one. His greater body warmth seeped into
hers as his chest pressed into hers, and he shifted with a slow satisfying
moan. It was as if he simply was enjoying the proximity of her instead of
anything else, and she was shocked not to feel any hardness growing between
them.
"Please� Vegeta� I'm serious, you're squashing me� I can't
breath�" she gasped, tears flowing down her cheeks as she feebly pushed
him up.
"You're blushing, female. Interesting. Are you scared that
I'll kill you? Because it seems to me that's not what's frightening you� but
something ELSE? How does it feel to have someone violating your body space
without your consent?" he asked, with a slight frown.
"You� you've proved your point� I�" she stammered.
"You're afraid of me, but not for the reason I figured.
Strange�" he murmured in her ear as he lifted himself off her and took a
position to straddle her hips with the majority of his weight off her. His eyes
widened in curiosity observing her face flushed bright pink with her blood.
"I� I can't move�" she whispered. His dark eyes held
more of a questioning look rather than a superior one. Dark eyebrows knitted
into confusion, and then he brought his nose close to her neck again, while
bracing him weight off with his hands on either side of her shoulders.
"You smell far less repulsive without that nasty artificial
substance you use to cleanse your body," he murmured into her neck.
Grunting, he rolled off her and sat to the side.
"Vegeta� what the HELL was that all about�" she
stammered.
"I will not hurt you, female," he grumbled, sitting on
the floor in a half lotus position. "I was merely trying to make a point
to you about how such behavior pisses me off. Whenever you interrupted my
training in this manner. I hope you have learned your lesson�"
"Okay, you've proved your point that I don't like people in
my face� but WHY�" she stammered.
"You always do that to me. I had thought your intention was
to torture me and demean me, but it seems your motive was far different than I
anticipated," he said, glancing away. "Why are you blushing?"

"Because I thought you were
going to� well you know�"
"Violate you?" Vegeta asked. "Of course not. Why
would I do something THAT disgusting to a low class female such as yourself?
Using rape as a weapon is dishonorable. Perhaps Napa resorted to that, but to
insert myself into a female in such a disgusting manner is repulsive!"
"Thank Kami," she gasped.
"You seem relieved. Why?"
"Because it scares the shit out of every earth woman to be�
violated like that�" she blushed.
"Why do you get in my face then?" asked Vegeta.
"And why do you touch me in the manner you do?"
"I guess you're not the touchy feely type huh? You've never
been hugged, or kissed or�"
"You mean like Kakkarot does? I know that many species use
body touches for familiarity. But Royals do not� unless it is bidden�"
"Is THAT why you wear gloves?" Bulma asked, looking at
him. "You don't want to soil your royal hands with touching those lesser
than you�"
"You comprehend well, female," Vegeta looked at her with
odd fascination.
"No wonder you're such a bad assed bad tempered bakayarou�
you don't like people touching you. Were you touched in a way that�"
"That's none of your affair female," he mumbled. "I
am a Prince. I don't like�"
"You don't like commoners touching you. I get it. But didn't
ANYONE ever� well when you were a baby� at least� hold you?"
"No," Vegeta said quietly. "Not for a long time.
That is for infants. And mates."
"Humans touch one another. To shake hands. Although in some
cultures we bow. But in Western society they shake hands. And males don�t hug�
but they hug their wives and their children. It's not a sign of weakness but of
strength�"
"Humph, strange. You weren't repulsed that I was� close to
you, why?" he asked.
"You enjoyed it as much as I did�" she flushed bright
red, averting her gaze.
"Hmmm," he nodded. "I cannot stand to touch other
creatures� but you� I'm not repulsed. Strange."
"Haven't you ever had a female FLIRT with you?" she
asked.
"Flirt?" he asked. "That some sort of whore's
come-on?"
"No you bonehead! Its what you do when you get close to a
girl, and touch her� like you did. Haven't you ever seen the soap operas�?�
"You mean when the male grabs the female and preens her?
That's a mating habit," he chortled.
"Well people hug each other for platonic� non mating�
reasons�" she said, choking. Vegeta saw her turning a shade of crimson,
which spread all over the surface of her white skin. A slow realization came,
and she saw the blush on his olive complexion.
"Is it� a way of transferring ki?" Vegeta asked finally.
"Huh? No� I mean� it's to comfort someone when they're sad.
Or make them feel better�"
"Does it work?" he asked.
"Yes! It does. Like when you touched my hand and healed it.
But there isn't ki transferred�"
"Whenever physical contact is made, a ki exchange is
inevitable," said Vegeta with a snort.
"Okay maybe you�re right in that regard. But hugging someone
you're friends with� isn't meant to drain energy� it means you care�"

"Caring? Humph. A
weakness�"
"Not a weakness, Vegeta. I know you berate Goku for being
all� weak� but do you know how he gets his strength?"
"How?" Vegeta asked, grabbing her wrist. "Do you
know his secret� you must tell me!"
"Got your attention, didn't I?" Bulma giggled. Vegeta
glared at her, growling under his breath as he bared his fangs.
"Don't toy with me female! I must know!"
"Goku cares about people. And that gives him his strength.
His most powerful move� the Genki Dama� is derived from spiritual energy�
willingly given. It was his care and concern for others that made him�
strong�" said Bulma.

"That's impossible�"
"Think about it, your Royal Majesty� what he has� that you
don't have�" said Bulma. "A
bunch of weakling friends and a mate and a child. And you don't. I know you're
a smart guy. Surely you must have noticed THAT."
"That's so� bizarre�" Vegeta blinked, shoving himself to
his feet. He turned away, knotting his hands into fists at his side. A loud
grunting snarl was cut off as his back muscles budged.

"Maybe that�s� the secret�
behind him�"
"I refuse� to accept that� it's� it's impossible�"
Vegeta snarled.
"Why not?" asked Bulma.
"I�" Vegeta grunted, still facing the wall. Bulma saw
the inevitable flush still present as he squeezed his eyes shut and hugged
himself tightly.
"You're hugging yourself just now. Why do you do that?"
she asked.
"What are you yammering about?" he snorted.
"When you cross your arms around your chest� you're touching yourself.
IN the same way that someone would when they want comfort� from someone
else�" Bulma said, moving around to stand behind him. She slid her arms
from behind, and squeezed her front to his back gently.
"Stop that," he growled, back muscles tensing.
"C'mon Vegeta it's not going to kill you. You crushed me
under you and you were still alive. In fact you LIKED how my body felt under
yours, didn't you�"

"I did� and if you EVER tell
anyone�"
"I won't. Because I enjoyed how you felt on top of me�"
she giggled in his ear. "You realize how hot you are when you do that� how
good that could make someone else feel�"
"Of course. I'm perfect," he snorted.
"I won�t disagree with THAT� I mean in terms of the looks
department�" she giggled. "But your personality sucks�"
"Baka," he growled. "Yours isn't much better�"
"Oh THANKS!" she snorted, letting go of him.
"Hmmph," he smirked, and still faced the wall. A small
smile crept over his face, and Bulma gasped in surprise at how natural it
looked. For a split second it was the closest she had seen him to losing that
perpetual pissed off at the world look.
"You look even MORE perfect when you do that�"
"Do what?" he snorted, whirling on her.
"Smile," she said. "It makes you look like the most
gorgeous guy in the world�"
"You're hallucinating," he coughed. "As if it's ANY
importance to me what you think of me!"
"Whatever Vegeta. Look, you proved your point. You get pissed
when I interrupt you, and I'm sorry if I'm being a pain in the ass. I'll leave
you alone."
"Took you long enough. But there's something ELSE that's
occurred to me� that I require your assistance on�"
"What is that?" she asked.
"Come with me," he said.
"Now wait a minute Vegeta, I seriously AM busy�"
"Doing your old man's work for you?" he snorted.
"Oh hell no, don't you DARE use my family to piss me
off," she growled before he gave her ear a sharp nip.
"Shut up woman. You say that Kakkarot's stronger because of
certain� differences? Well, something occurred to me� just now�" Vegeta
said. "And I need your help!"
"You need MY help? That's a laugh," she snorted.
"But if it will keep you from blowing up the GR room�"
"Nothing so foolish as that. I'm far past the days of
overloading that inadequate Capsule 3," he corrected her. Before she knew
it he'd thrown her over his shoulder and streaked through the halls at hyper
speed.
***

"Vegeta, I'm supposed to be
finishing a very important program� HEY!"
"What's more important then helping me achieve Super Saiyan
status. There won't BE a world left for your idiot father to market his test
products if I don't ascend reliably!" Vegeta snorted.
"Jerk� you could have ASKED!" Bulma fumed as he spoke
his encoded saiyan password for access. Out in the yard he'd erected Capsule 4,
the newest hyper gravity unit which was in fact a real working space craft.
"This will be far more important than doing your imbecile
father's work for him," said Vegeta, carrying her inside. Doors slid shut,
leaving them in the spherical all white interior. It looked much like Capsule 3
had, with all but the essential consoles gutted, plus multiple equipment that
he'd improvised for his regimen.
"You never let me see what the hell you DID in here before�
why the change of heart?" she asked.
"Because I felt like it. Do I NEED another reason?" he sniffed,
walking over to drop her on a mat on the floor. She yelped as he turned to the
central console.
"Okay, you've got me here� what do you need ME for?"
"Other than telling me how perfect I am, and fixing my toys,
I'll explain," he smirked, running gloved fingers down the buttons for his
newest program. "This is a hyperbolic gravity simulation. It will increase
from 1 G upward to 400 in a matter of three hours�"
"Vegeta I'm NOT going to turn into a black hole!" she
yelped.
"Don't worry, idiot, I'll protect you. That's part of how
you'll assist me," Vegeta snickered, shedding his armored vest, then his
top. It left him in a sleeveless blue top and tight spandex, with his gloves
and boots.
"Wow," she whispered, realizing how much the armor hid,
and how nice the view was of this arrangement. Sometimes he even stripped down
to training shorts.
"I see you're still gawking at me. Is my body physically
pleasing to you?" he smirked.

"Do you have to ask�" she
mumbled. �Holy crap�"
"You are not as repulsive as I had anticipated yourself.
Except for that hideous hairstyle!" he pointed at her bushy perm.

"Hey buster! What are we doing
here? Insulting each other or�"
She squealed when she felt his hot breath fanning her ear. Again
as before, his gloved hands slid around her body from behind, locking her back
to his front. She gasped as he nipped at her ear, and then squeezed her body
with eager hands. Just short of injuring yet firm enough to drive a pool of
heat in her nether regions.
"Very interesting� don't you think?" he mumbled in
wonder. "You're speechless� why?"
"Because you're touching me� like that� ohhh�" she
gasped as his hands moved up to glide exploratortively over her breasts.
"You ningen place such value on these� features� why?"
he asked, cupping both her breasts and rubbing their softness.
"Because� men are attracted to them. Or are you going to tell
me that Saiyan females�"
"Your society has such messed up views on what's considering
attractive. The way I've observed most females you'd think these things weren't
supposed to move� and were shaped unnaturally," he murmured, giving her
breasts a light squeeze that made the nipples stud out.
"I� well� I can't speak for most men� but they like really
big ones� that are� oh why am I telling you this�"

"Baka males. Yours are more than
adequate�"
"I'm all natural," she yelped, squealing because his
gloved hands were massaging over her nipples in the way she precisely liked.
"Mmm, you like that don't you?" he muttered.
"Don't you see� how good it feels to have someone touch
you�" she moaned.
"I do�" he muttered.
"Then let me return the favor�" she murmured. Vegeta
pensively released her, and she turned in his arms. He swallowed hard,
stiffening instinctively as she slid her hands up and down his muscular chest.
"That is� satisfactory�" he breathed hard. Bulma slid
her arms around his waist and pressed her cheek to his chest, rubbing his back
sensually.

"There, it isn't THAT bad is it�
having someone touch you�"
"It� is maddening�" he gritted. "But� it can be tolerated�"

"Tolerated?" she sniffed.
"Give me a break� you really ARE deprived�"
"I don't let just ANYONE do this, female� and if you
tell�"
"I promise I won't� it will be our secret," she
whispered, nosing his ear. Vegeta released a huge sigh, and let himself inhale
the sweetening of her scent. Waves of that strange energy sped up his heart,
and his eyes widened with further revelation. Was it possible?
"You drive me mad," he growled resentfully.
"How do I?"
"I cannot get you out of my mind� and now I know why� you're
like an illness�" he gasped.

"You like me, don't you?"
she asked. "And it's blowing your mind�"
"I thought that by confronting this� I would test my
hypothesis� and it's true�" he growled.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, squeezing him tightly and
burying her face in his shoulder.
"I need no apologies from you, woman," he grunted.
"But it proves how dangerous you are�"
"Only a jerk like you would see something as beautiful as
this as a danger!" Bulma yelled at him. "God damn it Vegeta! Don't
you realize that if someone CARES about you, it makes you STRONGER not
weaker?"
"How the fuck is THAT the case?"
"Duh! Why do you think Goku went Super Saiyan? What does he
have that you don't? Maybe all those people he knows that you call
weaknesses�"
"Enough," Vegeta snarled. "I've HEARD enough!"
"Oh shit!" she gasped. Bulma released him, backing away
in fear.
"This is intolerable! I will NOT stand for this! Kakkarot is
weak and I'm invincible. Why is this not the case in reality! Damn him!"
Vegeta raged, his hair crackling with blue lightening. Bulma ducked behind the
pillar, her fingers shaking with terror as he exploded in sapphire flames.
"I can help you! Show you how caring ISNT a weakness!"
she yelled, though she was terrified he would destroy the whole room in his
rage.
"Is that a challenge, woman?" he snorted, blue aura
flaring with power. Bulma threw up her hands, trembling as she dropped to her
knees.
"What have you got to lose your Majesty? Prove me wrong
then�" she stammered, seeing the outrage flashing in his hard coal black
eyes.
Vegeta gnashed his teeth and roared in anger. Shaking with fury,
he turned away, and then let his ki envelope fade to nothing. Bulma quivered
behind the console, looking at him hunching his back with his fists again
knotting at his sides.
"If you don't disintegrate me� prove me wrong� I can show you
how� it isn't a weakness but a strength!" she yelled back.
"Fine then," Vegeta said, turning his head to look over
his shoulder at her.
"You wanted to confront this head on� well� find a way that I
won't bother you. Explore what you're feeling� what's driving you crazy� it's
natural for a man to find someone else� attractive. I mean there are males
who�"
"Are homosexual but desire a mate I know," he said.
"As well as those that desire one of the opposite sex. That is not the
issue. What is� is that you're driving me insane."
"I am?" she asked, blushing.
"Yes. And seeing as I cannot focus on my training, you will
assist me in determining the cause of my weakness� and exploring how I can use
this weakness to make a strength. This caring thing�"
"Well, you can start by relaxing when I give you a hug,"
she said, walking up tentatively and touching him. He turned, flinching only
slightly to face her. When he did not push her away, Bulma slid her arms around
him and squeezed him to her small body. Stiffly Vegeta brought up his gloved
hands, and wrapped them loosely around her body. Bulma sighed and nuzzled his
chest, giving a small smile as her eyes closed.
"Curious. You actually enjoy� doing this� to me?" he
mumbled sullenly.
"Are you kidding? You feel really nice� really perfect� and
strong this close. I'm not that repulsive am I?"
"You're tolerable," he grunted, unsure of what words to
use.
****
After a time, he widened his eyes with a sudden inspiration. His
body felt somewhat calmed by having her in such proximity. If only there was
some way he could get back to training. Perhaps if she was there with him, he
wouldn't miss her so much, and be so distracted.
An overwhelming urge to taste something on his lips arose, and he
licked them. Bulma released him a bit, and giggled at the strange look in his
eyes. "There's a few other ways of touching� that you might not find so
disgusting�"
"Perhaps," he mumbled, immersing his fingers in her blue
hair. Bulma gasped when he started to pick the strands of blue hair apart, as
if searching for something.
"What are you doing?"

"Grooming you, idiot," he
mumbled. "Your hair is hideous�"
"Now wait� oh�" she trailed off. "Is that how Saiyans�"
"Do try and keep up with the program, woman," he
grunted.

"Is that why you bit my ear� is
that how you guys show affection�"
"Between those that we wish to mate with. I am assuming�
this� affliction is what is referred to as� lust� or desire�" he gasped.
"Aww you like me, don't you?" she said in a sing song
voice.
"Don't make me puke. Don't modulate your voice like
that!" he made a face.
"That's so� sw� I mean that's so� cool� you do� you want
me�" she said with a strange astonishment as he inhaled her scent.
"Fine, I admit it. Now will you help me or not?"
"Depends on what sort of help, you want," she giggled.
He swallowed hard when she closed her eyes and angled her face towards his,
leaning up on her tip toes. Warm lips brushed over his, fanning them with her
breath.
"Ugh," he grunted, tightening his grip.
"It�s a kiss, silly�"
"Like on the television�" he cringed.
"I brushed my teeth� I'm not going to make you sick� unless
you don't want me to show you what a kiss is like�"
"You want me to bite your lips?" he said teasingly.
"It's not BITING like THAT!" she yelped, when he nipped
her lip sharply. "Oww!"
"I'm amazed. Your taste is� remotely tolerable. Actually�
somewhat� palatable�" he mumbled, gripping her tightly. His arms crushed
her to his body, squeezing off her breath.
Bulma whimpered in pain, sucking her lower lip in that bled. But
Vegeta leaned over to lightly run his tongue over the injury he'd inflicted,
and that's when he tasted the pungent flavor he longed to savor. His eyes
widened in shock at how similar to Saiyan blood her iron pigment tasted. He
chuckled at the irony, lapping at her bleeding lip as he drank in the flavor.
Bulma whimpered at the sensation of his mouth on hers, and then crushed her
lips to his. In surprise, Vegeta struggled to pull away from the flickering of
her tongue over his lips. Yet he enjoyed the taste of her blood so much with
her saliva he realized he did not want to deny himself this pleasure. Judging
from the way she prodding his lips with her tongue she wanted to taste him as
well. Odd custom, but he opened his mouth to permit her to enter, and that
catalyzed his long denied hunger.
"Wow� that was incredible�" she whispered. "How on earth did you learn to kiss like
that?"
"Is THAT what that face sucking ritual is?" he blinked.
"You're a natural, you know that� don't tell me you had no
idea of what to do�"
"I imitated what you were doing to me, you foolish
female�" he rolled his eyes.
"So THAT's what the fuss is all about� the desire to taste one
another. It makes logical sense now�"
"You see it's not so bad?"
"It takes time from training� but I cannot deny my
curiosity�" he grumbled, not wanting to let her go, but resentful of this
further distraction. While it eased his raging hunger, it incited the need for
more.
"Don�t stop now," she sighed, closing her eyes to kiss
him again.
"Hmm," Vegeta smirked. He reached down and picked her
up, carrying her over to sit her down by the console.
"What's this?" she asked, watching him reach around her
to press buttons on the console.
"Program initiated. 1.5� 1.6�" said the computer.
"Count in increments of 1," Vegeta said, walking towards
Bulma. She yelped as she felt her body's weight dragging her down.
"Are you NUTS? Are you trying to KILL me?" she yelped.
"Anything but, blue onna," Vegeta said as he leaned down
to kiss her forehead briefly.

"Vegeta� I REALLY have to finish
that program for my father�"
"Is it an encryption series? I could program one in my sleep.
If you assist me for the next few hours� with my training� I'll assist you in
keeping your fool father off your back," he mumbled.
"Okay, but what the HELL� do you have in mind�" she
gasped.
"See how well you can hold on," he said, reaching down
and getting on his knees with his back to her. "Since I cannot stop myself
from desiring to know more about why you plague my thoughts� and having you close
is part of the solution�"
"You really do� like me?"
"Whatever," Vegeta snarled. "But having you close
is the only way I can stave this hunger. So I might as well make the most of
this and stop pissing me off� "
"Pissing you off?" she asked.
"I must train, and as I cannot waste much time investigating
this� attraction without you present, perhaps your proximity will be of some
use in staving it� while I can get something done�" Vegeta laughed.
"Excuse me?" she asked, as he straightened up, and
started to walk. Yelping she latched her legs around his hips to try and remain
on his body.
"I require a training weight. As long as you can hold on,
you'll be helping me quite adequately�"

"Now wait a minute buster� I�m
not THAT heavy�"
"In 150 g's you're quite a challenge. And you'll get to be
'close' to me as well� so why should you bitch?" he snickered.
"Vegeta, you are one clever son of a bitch� you're going to
carry me piggyback�" she gasped.
"Exactly�"
"But the gravity will crush me!" she squealed.
"Not if I protect you with my ki, it won't," he said.
"Now shut up hold on woman� this is going to be rather bumpy�" he
said.
"Okay� but you'd better�" she panted, locking her legs
around his waist as he secured her with his tail. He then flipped forwards,
causing her to yelp as the world spun.
***
"No, Vegeta STOP, you're making me SICK!" she squealed
as he bounced off the walls and flipped. A ki blast formed in his hand,
incinerating one that a hovering bot threw towards him.
"Keep quiet, and close your eyes�" he grunted. "I can't concentrate!"
"This was YOUR idea, your royal Whyness!" she gritted
her teeth as Vegeta dropped to the floor, and threw up his hands. He had
stripped off his shirt, leaving him only in training shorts and those gloves
with a pair of sneakers now.
"Come on� damn it�" he grunted, hurling a blast towards
the relays. Bulma went dizzy with the ricocheting spheres of ki that he
repelled with his own series of bluish white explosions.
"Are you NUTS?" Bulma screamed as one large blast headed
straight for them. Vegeta threw up his hands, gritting his teeth as he
generated a wide beam from his palms flatted towards it. On one knee he
grunted, shoving hard with a bluish energy that caused him to sweat. All the
while the room grew steadily more red, and the thin flickering envelope of
bluish ki was all that protected her from being squashed in the increasing
weight.
"Level 200 times gravity and climbing�" the computer
said.
"Grraaggghhh!" he grunted, then shoved the blast back
with a final concerted push. Yelping, she squeezed her eyes shut and almost
choked him if he'd been human. Vegeta crouched there, panting with his woman on
his back. It was as if he'd forgotten she was there.
"Kami�" she sobbed.
"What are you blubbering about, female� I stopped it, didn�t'
I?" he mumbled, flopping to sit on the floor Indian style.
"Are you taking a break?" she panted.
"Yes," he grunted, and then moved her around so she sat
on his lap facing him. "I must admit this is quite interesting. Having you
beside me is quite helpful�"
"By almost getting us both killed?" she whimpered.
"Don't underestimate my ability woman. I will achieve Super
Saiyan status, and you promised your help, as I recall. And it seems your
theory about me 'caring' for someone else's welfare is having a positive action
on my battle power. It's climbed exponentially since you've been here�"
"You ASS, why didn't you just SAY so!" Bulma yelled at
him. "I was right!"
"Exactly. I was protecting your weakling self when it happened.
You absorbed a great deal of my energy that day. I thought that by having you
as a constant additional variable I could push myself to change. But it hasn't
HAPPENED yet, damn it�"
"Vegeta, relax� you will do it. If anyone can, it's
you�" she said, stroking his hair. She leaned over to kiss him, much to
his chagrin.
"You're infuriating�" he grunted.
"No, relax� turn off the GR and just let me give you a back
rub� now that I know what you're up to� we can do it together�" she said,
kissing him once more. Vegeta mumbled against her lips, till he felt the surge
of desire wash over him.
"Wait a moment," he thought to himself. It took more
concentration to push harder against the GR field while he was half distracted.
Perhaps it was more concern for her welfare that pushed him over the edge. Or
was it sex?
Either way, he felt himself responding to her in an embarrassing
tightening in his groin. Bulma shifted so she sat right on top of the mounting
evidence. "I think we'd better� take this someplace else� or else�"
"No, I think I'm comfortable in here�" he growled into
her ear, slowly pulling at her clothes.
"What the hell are you�" she gasped as he cut off her
protest in a hungry kiss, thrusting his tongue through her lips. His fingers
tore at her clothes, ripping them to shreds and throwing them away. Reaching
down between them he began to rub his hands over her belly, and then dip his
head to nip at her breasts.
"Don't you trust me woman? I won't let you come to
harm�" he growled, bucking his hips under her.
"Vegeta� wait� ohhh�" she squealed as his fingers stole
into her vagina and began to thrust. Relentlessly she almost came then and
there when he rubbed her with the precise friction. Moisture seeped over his
hands like fresh nectar, and she was soon being dragged over his firming
manhood with his hands on her hips.
"I must have you now," he growled, pulling her hands to
the fabric of his waistband. "Assist me�"
"What are you�" she gasped as he slid her hand into his
spandex, and caught her wrist to position it where he wanted it the most. "Oh� why didn't you ask, silly� but are
you going to be able to keep your energy high enough to keep me from being
crushed?"
"I'll be the only one doing the crushing� or rather you
will," he snickered with a devilish lascivious grin. He pulled down his
training shorts, and then moved her hand to rest against his chest. Between her
moist thighs she felt his hardness sliding back and forth.
"You're being deliberately mean not doing it!" she
pouted.
"Be careful what you wish for, my blue minx," he purred,
and then thrust up hard while his tail yanked her down to him.
"Geta-chan� uhhh!" she squealed, feeling the enormity of
his first deep stab.
"Pleasurable," he murmured, shifting his hips back and
forth. "I had not anticipated how you feel inside."
"Ohhh, it feels so�" she gasped, whimpering at the
hardness she struggled to contain. To her amazement Vegeta remained still for a
few minutes, loosing himself in the pleasure of a new sensation.
"There, that should do it�" he grunted, and then stood
up with her wrapped around him.

"Do what? I sure hope you're
going to do what I think you are�"
"What do you think silly blue onna?" he laughed, giving
a few furtive stabs as she rocked against him.
"Vegeta� you're going to fuck me in 200 g's?" she asked,
gasping as he began to levitate into the air, putting her above him so he had
to thrust up against her mass.
"Correct� my� little blue� onna�" he grunted. "Lie down on top of me� and let me
move�"
"But the gravity�" she stammered. "Don't you want to do this� for the
first time� in my room? I could�"
"I'm quite comfortable here� are you not? Or do you wish me
to stop?" he gasped, flaring his ki further so more than just a thin shell
covered them. Bulma kissed him hard, biting his lips as he fucked her in mid
air. Her whole body shuddered with the first, second and third orgasms of her
life as he found a new training exercise.
"Geta� chan� uh� you� uh� this is� ohhh�" she squealed.
"Just� let me� uh� do the work� and keep� silent�
woman�" he grunted with each thrust.
"I can't� ohh Kami�. Ohhh Vegeta!!!!" she screamed,
convulsing on him. Vegeta thrust up hard, yelling into her ear loudly as his ki
slammed through her body and his own, flaring to a level she had not before
seen.
***
Bulma was sure she must have passed out when she next came around.
She lay on a soft forgiving surface, while a heavy weight pinned her chest
down. A hard male chest pressed to her belly, muscular arms locking her in
their embrace possessively. Blinking, she looked around and saw the curved roof
of Capsule 4's deck above. She had forgotten he had taken up residence in his
chamber, emerging only to eat and refusing the guestroom he'd been given in the
main house.
Squashed between the wall, she yelped. Vegeta grumbled and
repositioned her to lay on top of him in his sleep. On either side of him there
wasn't much more room, so she had to sprawl overtop his hard body to get
comfortable. So sated and sore did she feel that she had no desire to move.
"Kuso," she murmured, wiping away sweat. His eyes
blinked up at her, and he pushed her hair from her face.

"Don't leave, female. I'm not done
with you�"
"I couldn�t' move if I tried� that was� out of this
world�"
"Humph, I hope so," he laughed, crushing her to his
body. "I believe that you'll be a sufficient addition to my training
regimen�"
"Is that all?"
"No you idiot," he grunted. She felt a stinging
sensation against her neck, feeling blood dripping down on his chest. He licked
at the juncture between neck and shoulder, lapping it away.
"Does this mean� we're going together?" she asked.
"Mm hmm," he purred.
"Good," she sighed.
"You are well pleased?" he grunted.
"What do you think baka?" she giggled.
"I think you should explain more of this� relationship thing
to me� and how it will help achieve my goal," he said; as she leaned down
to kiss him. "But I don't wish the others to know� my secret�"
"If you want we can keep it under wraps," she said,
stroking his hair lovingly.
"Good. But make no mistake, if another male should touch you�
I shall be displeased�"

"That's fine with me. I don�t'
WANT another male to touch me after this�"
"Wise choice, my blue minx," he laughed.
"Vegeta� I just realized we didn't use protection� and I
haven't been on the pill since�"
"I know. Don't worry�" he said.
"But I don't want to get pregnant!" she yelped.
"Too late for that, woman�" Vegeta said.
"Shimatta!" she squealed. "Vegeta!!!"
"Why are you so upset? I required an heir, and you have
gained my protection. What more could you wish for, silly female?" he
asked.
"You mean� you wanted� a child?"
"Yes idiot. Since I'm not immortal, I require the
continuation of my line. I can't let Kakkarot be the sole progenitor of the
Saiyan race."
"But my parents� they� they�" she sniffled.
"You will be permitted to say that I'm the father," said
Vegeta. "And you are my mate�"
"What� wait�?�
"I am not going to let you raise my child in disgrace. But we
will not let the other losers know we are mated till the Androids are
defeated," said Vegeta.
"Does that mean� we're married?" she asked.
"If you like," he mumbled. "But I demand you not make
a big deal of it."
"I won't�" she said.
"But you'd better not go die on me!"
"And you will not try and put me on a leash like Kakkarot's
mate. I am the dominant one in this relationship�."
"Yeah, you're the king of the castle, right," she
snarled.
"Yes," he nodded.
"Great. Just great�"
"Mmm, it is," Vegeta murmured, stretching under her.
Bulma groaned and then started to giggle at the way things had changed.
From outside, Yamucha blinked and smiled sadly as he watched them.
He turned to Puar, and gave a lopsided grin. "I guess that's that�"
he said.

"Don't be sad Yamucha� you knew
it was going to happen�"
"Well, I think this means we're going on a training expedition.
I don't want him thinking I'm jealous�" Yamucha laughed.
"You're not angry?"
"I am, but she picked the 'better man'," said Yamucha.
"And if he leaves her, I'll be there. And either way, he'll have to put up
with me, because that kid's gonna need a god father� or an uncle at least when
Daddy Prince goes off to war. And who better than Uncle Yamucha?"
"Right!" nodded Puar as he blew Bulma a kiss and left
the Capsule 4 to walk off into the sunset. Soon he'd have a new 'nephew' to
play with, and another reason to be part of Bulma's life. If Vegeta left her
for any reason he'd be there as a shoulder to cry on.
"I'll still be here Bulma," he promised. "But I'm
not going to cry in my beer. You've made your choice, and I'm letting you go!
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