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Killing Moon	By : mischiefmaker Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 1374 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Killing Moon

A/N: Inspired by a song whose lyrics are listed after the
story. This is the sort-of sequel to Get a Room, but you
don�t have to read that one to understand what�s going on here. Of course if
you want to read it, I�m not gonna stop you. J The moods of the two
are entirely different, though. Just a little warning.

Disclaimer: Nope, don�t own DBZ, or the song Killing Moon,
or even my car for that matter. ;__;

~*~

�When did things on Earth get so fucked up? When did it all
change between us? The first time we� No, it was before then. That stupid holiday, perhaps? Valentine�s Day I believe it�s
called.� He frowns at the thought.

�Yes, that was when it all started downhill. That was when I
was no longer able to ignore her. Why did she have to do that? It was only a
simple kiss on the cheek, but its effect� well, I�d rather not think about that
right now.�

He glances at the clock on the nightstand. Only an hour
remains until their scheduled rendezvous. �Perhaps I won�t go tonight,� he
muses with a cruel smirk. �This has carried on long enough anyway. I should be
focusing on defeating the androids then Kakarotto,
not fucking some ningen whore every night,� he scoffs
as he walks out onto his private balcony.

It is night, but the sky is not as black as he would prefer.
The city lights cast a haze, obscuring all but the brightest stars. It is warm,
and a comfortable breeze rustles his hair as he looks out onto the scenery yet
not really noticing any of it.

�I was destined to be the strongest in a millennium, and I
will be. The power of Super Saiyajin will be mine, and
then the universe will be at my mercy.�

The sound of footsteps on the walk path below snaps him out
of his daze. She is hidden by the shadows, but he already knows that it is her.
His nostrils flare as her scent assaults him, alluring and angering him at the
same time.

�You have no control over me, onna,�
his mind reassures as her form is finally illuminated by a sidewalk lamp. She
looks up at him and smiles, and before he can stop himself, he smirks knowingly
back at her. She turns the corner, and black eyes follow until she is safely
inside the confines of the compound. He leans back against the balcony railing
as excitement and self-loathing battle for dominance within him.

�How upset would you be if I were not to show tonight?� The
question is little more than a whisper from his still-smirking lips. Abruptly,
he rockets into the hazy night sky, the restlessness promising to drive him
mad.

He flies for quite some time, watching the scenery blur
beneath him, attempting to distract himself with thoughts of third class
buffoonery and such, but it is all in vain. The need for her simply refuses to
be quelled, and begrudgingly he heads back to Capsule Corp. The trip is a quick
one, and as he reaches the compound, a figure is visible on the grounds. He
silently watches as Bulma knocks on the door of
Capsule 3.

�Hn, got tired of waiting and
decided to seek me out, did you?� His lips quickly form into a satisfied grin
at the thought. The breeze picks up, whipping through her satin robe, and once
again her scent invades his very being. �Worse than any battle� he admits to
himself, and a faint growl escapes his throat as he lands on the roof of the
spaceship.

She startles momentarily until recognizing her dark prince.

�Vegeta, what the hell are you
doing out here? Are you trying to scare me to death?� Her tone is playful, �but
I can change that,� his mind interjects. He grins menacingly for a moment
before leaping down onto the ground before her.

It is obvious that he has no intention of answering her. �I
was looking for you. You weren�t in your room,� she states with questioning
eyes. Something else is there as well. Concern?

His eyes glaze over as they devour her body: long, shapely
leg, firm ass, pert breasts, full lips. �Oh, the
things that mouth can do�� The wind opens her robe just a bit, showing off more
of her thigh. �Do you realize what
you�re doing to me?� he wonders as he steps towards her and captures her wrists
in his hands. His eyes bore into hers, and excitement is all he can see as he
realizes that she is too familiar with his mannerisms to be surprised.

�Have we played this game long enough that I�ve become
predictable?� The thought disgusts him, but he can�t back away from her. Not
with her eyes shining at him in the darkness, the unspoken promises, her smell.
That goddamned, enticing smell! He groans out loud as he leans his forehead
into hers. No, he would not be walking away from her this evening.

�What the� Is she giggling at me? She fucking is!� He
immediately drops her wrists and pulls his head away from hers, but she quickly
wraps her arms around his neck and plants her lips upon his. �I don�t want
this. Don�t need this. You are just a distraction,� his mind fights back even
though his subconscious already knows the battle is lost.

Her velvety tongue delves aggressively into his mouth,
shattering his resolve. His hands finally grasp her waist, pulling her against
him and grinding his arousal into her.

�Mmm,� she moans softly into his
mouth as one hand snakes up into his unruly spikes to pull him even closer. His
thoughts quiet as the cloud of desire overtakes reason and urges him to lose
himself in the abyss that is this woman. Vegeta cups
her buttocks causing her to straddle him and quickly levitates up to his
balcony.

The second his feet touch down onto the concrete, he backs
her up against the wall of the building. He pulls her hands off of him and
slams them against the stucco as he continues kissing her and grinding his
erection against the warmth of her sex. She moans again, and this time he pulls
back to watch her. He repeats the motion, pressing against her, making her eyes
go half-lidded and her parted lips whisper his name.

�At least I�m not the only one affected.� His gaze travels
downward and is blocked by the robe. Quickly it is pulled open to reveal her
body clad only in lacy undergarments. Her hands are released so that his can
begin their work. Lips descend upon her neck, kissing and licking, as hands
softly touch her. They slide the robe over her shoulders, leaving it hanging
between her back and the building. His fingers lightly dance upon her silken
skin leaving goose bumps in their wake and sending chills to her core.

�Are you trembling?� He smirks at the thought. His lips travel
further down her body, over the collar bone and down the center of her chest
just as his hands find their way to her breasts. He squeezes and gently kneads
the barely covered mounds while glancing up to her face to gauge her reaction.
�Do I torture you as you torture me?�

He slides his hands down her sides, brushing lightly over
the skin as his teeth nip one of her hardened nipples through the lacy fabric
that encases it.

�Oh!� She tenses and winds her fingers in his hair. He feels
her relax a little as he licks the nub in apology before sucking it into his
mouth.

Disentangling himself from her leg-lock, Vegeta
sets her feet on the ground and crouches in front of her. His hands run over
her stomach and rest on her hips as his mouth follows their path. �So close.�
He kisses her navel and keeps roaming lower over her panties until his lips
stop there. Closing his eyes, he
inhales a shaky, blissful breath. He glances up to her face expecting to see
the look of self consciousness it usually wears; instead, she blushes but appears
turned on by his obsession with her body. He licks his lips as he slowly slides
the lacy underwear off never once breaking eye contact with her.

She bites her lip as she leans her head back against the
wall. �You drive me insane, you know that?� she whimpers breathlessly.

Vegeta smiles at the admission.
�So you understand, after all.� He hikes one leg over his shoulder and assaults
her with his tongue. Licking, penetrating, and sucking as her fingers twist in
his hair and a string of incoherent words spill from her mouth. �It�s too much.
She tastes so fucking good!�

He stands up, with lips wet and hair lopsided, and pulls his
shirt off, tossing it to the ground. The pants are next and, before she can
blink, she�s pinned beneath him on his bed. Wrapping her legs around his waist,
he kisses her deeply as he enters her. Her arms grasp his shoulders as he
buries himself in her warmth. He squeezes a breast and realizes she still has the
bra on. His index finger catches the obstruction between her breasts and
effortlessly rips the thing. �Now I can feel you, all of you.� He rolls a
nipple between his fingers, delighting in her squeal.

He quickens the pace, rocking against her as she clings to him.
The familiar fire begins to ignite his blood. She kisses his neck, moving up to
his ear as the sensation builds.

�Fuck me Prince Vegeta.�

Her hot breath� those words�
�Goddamn you woman!� He sits up just a bit and pulls her legs up over his
shoulders. Grabbing her hips, he assaults her at a slightly different angle.

�Oh, mmm.�
Her eyes close in bliss as she grabs her own breasts, pinching the nipples and
biting her lower lip. He slides one hand between them and teases the sensitive
bundle of nerves. She jumps reflexively and slides her legs off his shoulders,
so she can pull him down upon her. Her lips capture his as her nails claw his
flesh, and she sucks hard on his bottom lip.

�You know exactly
what you do to me.�

He pounds into her, pushing and grinding, losing his sanity
as everything collapses around him, completely succumbing to her world.

�Oh Kami, Vegeta!�
she screams as her orgasm overtakes her.

Her pulsing, quivering body moaning his name is too much to
withstand. He lets go as the pleasure rips through him, destroying everything
he understood, tearing him apart, and reconstructing him anew. He didn�t want
to change, though, did he?

As he lies panting on top of his lover, he realizes. �I
already have.� The thought hits him like a cold shower. He pulls out and
collapses next to her on the bed. Staring at the ceiling, he considers the
revelation. �This is not what I want, is it? To keep up this� thing we�ve got
going? To be damn near powerless in my need for her? I have a destiny to fulfill
that does not include�� He glances at the woman next to him, and she smiles
adoringly. It makes him uneasy. ��strings.� Vegeta
turns his gaze back toward the very interesting spot on the ceiling. �This
can�t be part of it, can it?�

It is not long, however, until the ningen
beside him stirs. She kisses his chiseled torso with a wicked gleam in her
eyes. �Ready so soon, are you?� Bulma straddles his
hips as she kisses him fully on the lips.

His last thought as his Bulma
lowers herself onto his cock is, �I suppose there are worse fates to be had.�

End

~*~

Killing Moon by Echo and the Bunnymen

Under blue moon I saw you

So soon you�ll take me

Up in your arms, too late to beg you

Or cancel it, though I know it must be

The killing time

Unwillingly mine

Fate

Up against your will

Through the thick and thin

You will wait until

You give yourself to him

In starlit nights I saw you

So cruelly you kissed me

Your lips a magic world

Your sky all hung with jewels

The killing moon

Will come too soon

Fate

Up against your will

Through the thick and thin

You will wait until

You give yourself to him
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