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"Vegeta's Obsession "Written By: Black Marrow Rating:NC-17 Warnings: Lemon, language Summary:Vegeta has come to Earth and the Z-Fighters
fail. Can Bulma save Earth and what does she have to do for Vegeta?
(real lemony scenes)
Vegeta's Obsession
They entered inside his ship and traveled down many
corridors, reaching almost to what seem to be the heart of the ship.
Bulma saw many saiyan warriors glaring perversly towards her until
they realized that it was Vegeta carrying her. Suddenly, they all
went back along their ways and didn't bother for a second glance.
After what was like forever, Vegeta stopped in front of a door that
had a huge emblem engraved on the front."My family seal",
he spoke, as though he read her mind. He carried her through the door into a wide opened white
room with only a mammoth bed in the center. On the far side was what
seemed to be a closet perhaps, and another door that led to a bathroom.
I really don't think I should be doing this, Bulma thought. It was
too late though and Vegeta proceeded to go to the bathroom with her.
He said nothing as he placed her on the mat beside the tub. The tub
itself was large enough to hold five or more, but it was the the fact
that it could hold just them two that frightened Bulma. It only took that second of fearful look in her eyes
for Vegeta to spot it. "Don't worry, I'm not ready yet. We only
need to bathe to clean. If you haven't noticed, we're both covered
in filth.", he said. Bulma hadn't noticed. Why would she? She
looked now and saw that indeed she was buried underneath dirt and
debris from all the fighting that had happened, not to mention Vegeta's
fling. She owed him for that one personally. She then looked at Vegeta
as he began to run the bath water. It didn't look right, like he should
have his servants start it and maybe even join him in the tub, not
her. For the first time Bulma saw the Vegeta looked almost human and
rather a cute one at that. He had this wild dark hair that stood straight
up on his head and black eyes that angled devilish handsome on his
strong face. As he began to disrobe his armor, his chest became even
more detailed in muscles than his armor had previously shown. She
had to turn her glance when he started to remove his pants. She didn't
want Vegeta to see her almost desire his perfect body. She knew it was her turn next and felt Vegeta unzip
the front of her Caspule Corp jumper suit. Bulma put her hands up
to block the removal of her own clothes, but Vegeta grasp both of
her hands with one of his and used the other to began to peel back
the clothing from her shoulders. The suit now hung around her waist
after a little wrestling to pull her arms out. Vegeta then quickly
ripped her bra off, revealing Bulma's plump, round breasts. Vegeta
paused for a second and Bulma saw his manhood flick upwards in excitment.
Letting go of her hands, he finish pulling the rest of the suit off,
being surpisingly gently when he slipped it over her sprain. Glancing
desiringly at her most secrect spot, he was delighted to see that
her pussy hairs were as blue as the hair upon her head. He then picked
her up and placed her in the tub of warm water. The water itself was
soothing and seemed to heal the pain in her ankle. Once again Vegeta
read her mind and said,"This water is specially medically treated.
It's almost the same stuff we use in the regenerating tanks. By the
time you get out, your ankle should be fine." He then slipped
into the tub behind her and began washing. Bulma wasn't quite sure what to do and tried to slide
a bit away from Vegeta. "Let me wash you", he whispered
as he came up beside her. He took the soapy cloth in his hand and
started on the back of her neck, slowly making his way forwards and
down. He wipe one breast with the cloth and and then placed it on
the other one as his hand lathered up the previous. Bulma froze with
either ectasy or fright, she really didn't know. Vegeta played between
the two, rubbing her nipples with his warm palms and letting them
get hard in the slightly chilled air. Still sitting behind her, with
his head peeking over her shoulders, he continued his journey south.
At this point Bulma yelled out at him,"What the hell does this
have to do with getting your heir. I'm quite capable of washing myself.
What the fuck kind of prince are you to wash a common weak earthling
anyways?" She backed away further in the tub from him. He came
up to her playfully. " I'm the kind of prince that enjoys taking
things slow.", he chuckled. This time he grabbed ahold of her
and wrapped his thighs across the top of hers, forcing her backside
to press up hard against his already stiff member. Vegeta didn't bother
with the cloth this time and rubbed his hand firmly against her sopping
blue pussy hairs, finding his way to her soft lower lips. His hand
rubbed between her legs, causing soap bubbles to form and then quickly
dissolve in the water. He breathed hard down the back of her neck
and chills met somewhere in the middle of her from between his breath
and his hand. Vegeta moaned like a hungry animal as he caused Bulma
to rub back and forth over his naked lap. Bulma didn't know if it
was right for her to be enjoying it the way that she was, but it felt
so good. Just as she was losing herself, she remebered exactly who
this was and want he really wanted, and she pulled away from him.
This time he let her go and with a longing glance, turned around and
continued washing himself. Bulma let out a sigh of relief and got
up out of the tub, noticing that her sprain was no more. Vegeta didn't
stop her. It was cold outside the tub. Bulma picked up the nearest
towel and wrapped it around her. She went over to where her clothes
laid and bent over to retrieve them. Before her hand came anywhere
near her suit, it went up in flames. She jumped back and saw Vegeta
smiling."You don't need those anymore. You'll just have to wait
until I can find something more suitable for you to wear." It
was all he said before he went back to his business and ignored her.
She stormed out into what could be called the bedroom and opened the
closet she had seen before. To her disappointment, it only had saiyan
armor in it that was not going to fit her. As she turned, Vegeta stood
behind her."I told you, you just have to wait. Now come here."
He motioned her towards the only piece of furniture, the bed. Bulma approached slowly and doubtfully, but it was just
going to be this one time, she kept telling herself. At last she stood
at the end of the bed near Vegeta. "Perfect", he said. He
bent over and reached underneath the bed and pulled out a long chain
with a cuff at the end."Now that your ankle is better..."
he grinned. Bulma felt the cold metal encircle her leg and the chain
pulling it down. It was clear that this was made for perhaps a saiyan
female, not human. "Don't want you getting into trouble while I'm
away", Vegeta said. He turned and walked out the door, leaving
Bulma wondering what the fuck just happened. ~ oOo ~ |
