Sick Vegeta, Nurse Bulma - Written by Vegeta-Saiyajin-no-ouji

Chapter 10

Vegeta smirked and started to kiss her neck.

"Now where were we?"

"Mmmm.yeah." Bulma tilted her head back to give Vegeta more access. He licked his way down to her half exposed breasts. The top had slipped down over her small shoulders as it was rather large on her. Vegeta's shoulders were much wider than hers. His hands reached down to the bottom of the shirt and he slid one of his hands up on the inside of it. Vegeta's soft hand massaged her breast while she ran her fingers through his hair making him purr at the sensation she was causing. He spun around on the couch so they'd have more room to lay down. Bulma gave him a little push which wouldn't normally do anything, but he lay back anyway. 'I'll do what she wants me to do for now. I love it when she's aggressive. So Saiyan like.' Now it was Bulma's turn. She lifted the shirt over her head slowly. Just to tease him. Vegeta reached up to touch her but she slapped his hands away.

"Patience Vegeta. It's my turn now." He reluctantly put his hands back down at his sides. Bulma leaned forward so her breasts were just touching the surface of his tanned olive skin. Vegeta inwardly groaned. How could a mere earth woman have this kind of power over him? Bulma kissed along his jawline, down to his neck, where she licked the mark she had made earlier. Vegeta shuddered at this action and raised his hips up to grind against hers. She smirked. Bulma continued kissing down his chest until she came across his nipple. She flicked her tounge out at it then blew on it. Vegeta growled at her teasing. He couldn't wait much longer. He had to get release soon. The friction between his growing arousal and both of their pyjama pants was getting to the point of becoming unbearable.

"Hurry up woman I cant wait much longer. If you don't hurry up I'll take over."

"Okay, okay. Keep your pants on." Bulma thought about this for a split second. "Or better yet, don't." She bit her lower lip in a playful fashion, her eyes dancing like blue flames.

"I like that last idea better." Vegeta gently pushed her off and stood up to take his pants off. He liked these silk ones so he wasn't going to rip them into pieces. He moved over to her and pulled the ones she was wearing off too. "Much better." Vegeta commented as he once again sat down with the object of his desire on his lap. They began passionately kissing, exploring each others mouths with their tounges in a fierce battle for dominance. Bulma pulled away first.

"Right. That's it. I cant take any more of this torture. I need you now." Bulma commanded.

"Settle down there woman, I want this just as bad as you do. Wait a minute, have you done this before?" Bulma looked away from his gaze.

"No." She almost whispered. "I always told Yamcha that I wanted to wait until I was married. I think that's why he cheated. He got from other women what he couldn't get from me." Bulma's tone saddened.

"Don't be thinking of that baka at a time like this. And if you want to wait until you're married then we don't have to do this now."

"No. I want to. I guess it's just because Yamcha was a really bad kisser compared to you. Hell, you put him to shame!"

"Heh heh." Vegeta chuckled, and once again smirked. Bulma saw this and decided to tell him what she really thought about it.

"Hey Vegeta.?"

"Mmmm?" He had resumed kissing her chin while looking her straight in the eye.

"You have no idea what that smirk of yours does to me. Makes you look real sexy. A real badboy. I always fall for the badboys."

"Correction. Badman. Or at least that's what the shirt said when you gave it to me."

"Yeah.Yamcha's the boy. You're the real man. And you can prove it to me right now." Bulma laid back into the warmth of the sofa they were laying on, and let Vegeta climb on top of her.

"Are you sure of this woman? We can stop now. There is no going back after this."

"Yes. I know.Just promise me one thing."

"What?"

"Promise me that you won't leave me. I wouldn't be able to stand another heartbreak."

"Wom-.Bulma I promise with all my heart. I couldn't leave you if I tried. Although I do have to go into space to continue my training in a few months." Bulma nodded and smiled. She knew that he needed to do this for the sake of the earth. He would come back. She knew it.

"So are you ready?"

"Yes."

"This will hurt a bit at first. Just relax." Bulma relaxed her body and he slid his throbbing length into her slick womanhood. She cried out as he broke though her barrier.

"Shhhhh." Vegeta tried to comfort her. "Bite my shoulder. It'll help ease the pain." She did so. Ever so slowly the pain decreased and she signaled him to continue. Vegeta pushed himself further in and began a gentle rocking motion.

"Uhhhhh.mmmmmm..Vegeta." Bulma moaned to the ceiling, her eyes closed and her head tilted toward the roof. She soon started to rock with him, their bodies covered in small droplets of sweat, moving in perfect synchronization with each other. In the ritual know to all beings in the universe for eons.

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4 HOURS LATER.

Vegeta rolled off his mate as not to crush her with his weight. They had long since moved to the thick shag rug in front of the currently unused fireplace, as the couch had proved unsuitable for them in their fiery, uncontrollable lust for one another. They had wanted to roll around with more free space to move in, so the large rug was more suitable. Bulma snuggled into Vegeta's side to keep warm, because the sweat coating her was starting to cool, leaving her small body shivering. Vegeta noticed this and got up, bringing her with him. Bulma's legs nearly gave way.

"Owwww." She complained.

"I thought I would be sore in the morning, but now?"

"That's the price you pay for sleeping with me Bulma."

"Well that's one price I really have no problem with, especially with the thing I'm getting in return." Vegeta lifted her in his arms and flew them upstairs to his room. He would get his clothes after they had a rest. As much as he hated to admit, the little blue-haired onna had worn him out. But then again he rather liked this idea. He put her under the covers and slid under them himself. Bulma turned around and put her arms around his waist. Vegeta pulled the covers up around their chins and wrapped his muscular arms around her and pulled her into a warm embrace. Today he showed a side of himself that only she would get to see. The part of him that actually cared for someone other than himself. His soft side.

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