One - Written by PhantomScribe72
Bulma felt, rather than saw Vegeta enter her bedroom. She sat up and waited for her eyes to adjust to the lack of light. When she could finally make out his muscled form, she saw him slowly removing his armor. She felt her body begin to tingle and tried to subdue her reaction to him. He had been training with Trunks in the room of spirit and time for two straight days. She knew he would be dead tired.
“Hello, Vegeta,” she said softly.
Vegeta stopped undressing and turned slowly to face her. “I was trying to be quiet,” he said, “I didn’t mean to wake you up...yet”
“You didn’t,” she replied, “I’ve been having trouble sleeping.”
Vegeta finished pulling off his clothes and walked wordlessly into the bathroom. Bulma heard the shower running. She lay back down and stared at the wall. It was clear Vegeta wasn’t in a talkative mood.
Vegeta stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around his waist, and walked back into the bedroom. He moved to the edge of the bed and sat down beside her. He studied her face for a while before bringing his mouth down to meet hers in a tender and searching kiss. When he finally lifted his head he stripped off the towel, crawled over her body, and slipped beneath the covers. He reached out and pulled her body into a tight spoon with his.
“How did it go in the room of spirit and time?” Bulma asked weakly.
“It went fine,” he said gruffly, “I am more powerful than I ever imagined I would be.”
Bulma smiled and snuggled even closer to him. “What about Trunks?” she asked, “how did he do?”
“He did fine,” Vegeta answered shortly, “I don’t want to talk about it.”
Bulma sighed in frustration, “Sorry, Vegeta. I was only trying to make conversation.”
“I don’t want to make conversation,” Vegeta snapped.
“Fine,” Bulma said sadly, “goodnight then.”
“Goodnight?” Vegeta repeated incredulously, “I haven’t been inside you for two years and you think you’re just going to roll over and say goodnight? I don’t think so, Woman.”
Bulma closed her eyes in ecstasy as she felt him grind himself slowly against her bottom. He moved a hand down to tease her breast as his mouth and tongue teased her neck. “Vegeta,..” she moaned breathlessly.
Vegeta rolled on top of her. He wanted to get inside her badly. What had been only two earth days to her had been two tortuous and lonely years for him in the room of spirit and time. He forced himself to slow down. He didn’t want to lose control the way he had the last time he had her. He wanted pleasure her slowly and thoroughly. He stoked her body slowly with his hand as his lips moved to kiss a path down her belly. He reached down and grabbed the hem of her nightshirt and pulled it up and over her head.
“You are perfect,” he breathed against her skin. Bulma arched in pleasure as he took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked on it gently. Bulma wrapped her hands in his thick hair and tried to push it down to where she wanted it most.
“So impatient,” he murmured, “not yet, Woman. I have a lot of ground to cover tonight and I’m going to take my slow, sweet time.”
Bulma whimpered his name as he continued to torture her breasts with his mouth and his hands. He kissed and licked every inch of the firm mounds, all the while teasing her nipples with his fingers. By the time his mouth finally her breast to move down her body, Bulma was shaking with need. Her entire body jerked when he dipped his tongue into her belly button and swirled it around. “Oooooh,” she panted, squirming beneath him, “stop teasing me.”
Vegeta pulled away from her body and sat up. “No,” he said cruelly, “I haven’t even begun to tease you.”
He stood up and walked away from the bed. Bulma moaned in agony and quickly averted her eyes when he flipped on the lights. “I want to see you,” he said, “I want to see you when you cum.”
Bulma sat up and reached for him but he easily evaded her grasp. “No so fast,” he chided, “I’m not done with you yet.” He slid back onto the bed and flipped her over onto her stomach. He began kissing her shoulders and moved downward slowly. He stopped and lingered at her bottom, nipping at the sensitive skin with his teeth as his hands squeezed her firm buttocks.
“Please, oh, Vegeta,” She begged.
Vegeta smirked and turned her back over. “Please?” he mocked, “please what? Please stop?”
“No, no, no, no...” she moaned.
“Please what, Bulma?” He whispered as his tongue caressed her ear, “how bad do you want it?”
Tears were streaming down her face. “So bad, Vegeta, it’s hurting me,” she whimpered. Vegeta lowered his head to her womanhood. He spread her legs apart widely. “Well,” he breathed against her hot skin, “don’t worry, Bulma...you’re really going to get it.” He ran his tongue along the inside of her pussy lips. She bucked her hips forward but he pushed her back down onto the bed. He blew gently on her clit. Bulma screamed out in pleasure. He did it again and she bucked her hips so hard that she almost threw him off of her. Vegeta laughed and finally lowered himself completely to lick and suck on her roughly. Bulma came almost immediately, but Vegeta was ruthless. He nipped at her clit with his teeth and tongue even as he pushed three of his fingers into her dripping wet pussy. He was bent on driving Bulma out of her mind with pleasure. He continued to eat her and thrust his fingers into her until she had another orgasm. As soon as her body stopped shaking, he reached down and jerked her legs up around his neck. “Are you ready for me?” he asked, his penis poised at her entrance.
“Yes, yes, please!” she screamed. Vegeta plunged deeply inside her. She moaned and wrapped her ankles around his neck, using her hips to match his rhythm and drive him even deeper inside her. She begged him to fuck her harder and faster and he complied with her wishes. He felt as if her was going to die from the heat of her body as she writhed beneath him. Finally, they tumbled over the edge together and Vegeta collapsed on top of her body.
When Vegeta could finally breathe again, he got up and began to dress.
“Where are you going?” Bulma asked, panicked that she had somehow displeased him.
He reached out and gently stroked her hair, “The Cell Games start tomorrow,” he said gently, “if I stay here, I won’t get any sleep and I need to be well rested.”
“OK,” she answered sadly.
“This will all be over soon,” he promised, “and when it is, I will spend more than enough time in your bed.”
He leaned over and tenderly kissed her cheek. “Sleep well, Bulma,” he said just before he left the room and gently shut the door.
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