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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
Chapter 3-
The first thing that awoke Bulma was voices talking
close by her. She opened her eyes to find two females by her bedsides
with what looked like clothes in the younger looking one's arms. "Prince
Vegeta sent these to you to wear for him later", the older one
said. Bulma saw that the older one had a tail and must have been a
saiyan herself. The younger one had on the same clothing as the first,
but less regal and had the lack of a tail. I wonder if she's human,
Bulma thought. "Who are you?" she asked. The older replied,"I
am Barra and this is Liami. I am to be your personal saiyan guard
and Liami your maid. Now you must get dress. We are to inform Prince
Vegeta when you are ready." Liami handed Bulma the clothes. Bulma held them up to
show a sleek, almost transparent, strapless, scarlet red dress that
had long slits up either side and a very revealing neckline. Also
laying on the bed was what at first seemed to be a belt, but attached
to it was something that looked like a diamond studded tail. "What
the hell is this! He expects me to wear this. I only agree to give
him an heir, not be he's fucking love slave. You can tell him that
I demand some decent clothes since he destroyed mine. And as for this
screwed-up belt, he better pray that it's not in my hands when he
comes in!" she screamed at the saiyans. Barra looked at Bulma
and scowled as she said,"That's what your suppose to wear or
you can wear nothing. It's up to you and as for that 'belt', it's
really an artificial tail for you to wear. You should be so lucky
to have one as nice as that." Bulma picked up the tail-belt and
looked at the dress, discovering where it was suppose to poke through
the back. This time she spoke directly to Barra."He wants me
to wear a tail like a fucking saiyan. I'M NOT DOING HIS SICK LITTLE
FANTASTIES. Do you fucking understand that!" Then looking over
to Liami, Bulma asked,"Why don't you keep it, since you're saiyan
anyways and it doesn't look like you got a tail?" What in the world was she saying? She didn't really
care about these saiyan women anymore than they cared about her. But,
if it was just a quarter of a tail, maybe she could take Liami on
her own. She thought she heard Goku say before that's where a saiyan's
power laid. Then again, Goku didn't have his tail anymore and was
the strongest person on the planet or used to be until Vegeta. Still,
she had better find out some more information first before she tried
anything. " What do the saiyans do if they lose their tails?",Bulma
asked the nicest she could. This time Liami answered,"Males usually
kill themselves. If they don't have their strength, they don't see
any point in living. Females are either sent to care for the growing
tanks or place in less glamourous jobs like servants or whores. I
got off lucky, I guess, because part of my tail remained, so I was
able to travel on the battle ships. Barra really helped me keep my
strength in tact too. I can't fight though. I've been demoted from
second-class warrior to first-class maid. If I had the assets, I could
of had my tail...". She stopped talking for a minute when Barra
had shot a threatening glance at her before she could finish. "Could
have what?", Bulma eagerly wanted to know.Stuttering, Liami finished,"Could
of had my tail removed and replaced with an artificial one like you
have. Though it would have been nowhere as nice." That answer
didn't suffice with Bulma. She knew that they were hiding something
from her. "Enough questions. get dressed",Barra told her. She wasn't sure what to expect when Vegeta came walking
in. The diamond tail lay lifeless over the edge of the bed, next to
her dangling feet. The dress she wore now was no better than her previous
situation. Vegeta's eyes grew hungry as he looked up and down her.
"I hope you're finally ready to get this done and over with,
you Bastard" Bulma snapped. Vegeta's grin died down as he drew
nearer and cupped Bulma's chin in his hand. "You will start to
call me Prince Vegeta or your Highness. Nothing less will be acceptable,
woman." At that point, the smile appeared again, sickening Bulma.
"And you can stop with the woman thing and call me Bulma, your
Royal Assness!" She could've biten her tongue on that one. Apparently
it wasn't wise to get the last word in, because instead of replying,
Vegeta threw her down upon the bed, seizing her wrists, he found matching
chains for them to go along with the one on her leg. She laid there
helplessly to his demands. "Speaking of asses...", he mused. He thrusts himself upon her, disrobing as he pawned
at her soft flesh underneath the silk gown. Ripping the dress at her
cleavage, he nuzzled both breasts with he face. Sliding his hand up
her thigh, he traced a path with his finger until he found his mark.
Gasping, Bulma struggle beneath his heavy body and the chains that
bound her. Vegeta pulled himself off of her and moved further down
to where her delightful hidden blue treasure was. She wanted to tell
him to go fuck himself, in spite of the way he gentle tickled her
like no man had done. One of his hands pulled and stroke the fake
tail that she wore, which seemed to give him enormous pleasure. Her
mind kept racing when she kept thinking, this is Vegeta for crying
out loud. I can't be enjoying this, yet her body wouldn't refuse his
caresses. If he pressed, she would moan. A little nip, and she would
squirm with delight. She felt her inner thighs becoming wet with longing
that now, Bulma thought, only Vegeta could satistfy. She looked back
at Vegeta as he raised his head. Oh, Kami, he knows. Damn him, he
knows I want him. Fully, Vegeta kissed her on the lips, playing his
own sparring match between their tongues. Bulma become so preoccupied
by the lip wrestling, that when he suddenely mingled with her, she
couldn't hold back a scream of pain and delight. It was at that moment
she remembered yet again why she was here. The passion she had felt
left as she wondered whether she should be relieved that soon it would
be over or if she might actually miss being touch by the Prince of
all saiyans. Her thoughts fluttered back into reality when she felt
the heat start to turn into intense levels of ectasy. How the hell
did he manage to play her body so well? And the worst part was that
son of a bitch KNEW she was loving it. Bulma spread her free leg as
far as she could to allow him deeper entry. Glimmering with lust,
Vegeta gladly obliged her with hard, swift thrusts of himself. Now
was the time to show her his little present, he thought. It was something
that he discovered very useful they used on earth. He slowly withdrew himself, leaving her desiring him.
Disappointment almost escape from her mouth when he got up, but if
that was it, she would be free to go now. "Unchain me now. You'll
get your heir in nine months. Remember, you said I go free",Bulma
barely had spoken those words when Vegeta was again on top of her.
"Whose says I'm done?",he murmured. He raised up his hand
to show her that he was holding something. "I believe you call
these condoms, right?" Bulma never imagined that a saiyan would
ever use something like that. How the hell did he even know. "Look,
I don't know what the deal is, but I said I give you a kid and that's
all I'm here for" ,she said, getting angry. He smiled at her.
"And a deal's a deal's...but I never said it was going to be
the first try, did I?",he chuckled to himself. He unwrapped the small unit of protection and place
it on his shaft. If Bulma wasn't so pissed off now, she would have
laugh as well to see him struggle to fit such a small condom on his
throbbing large self. Turning towards her legs, Vegeta blast a small
ki ball at the shackle, freeing her leg. Grasping her by her waist,
he flipped her over and positioned himself squarely behind her. Never
had she felt so much pleasure at once when he moved it in hard and
fast. One of his hands cupped a breast and the other busied itself
with her soaking hair below. Bulma fought as hard as she could, but
could not deny her the pure passion that he offered her and in one
final scream of delight, she felt herself collapsing. Vegeta grabbed
her hips and held her to him as he continued to please himself now.
The world was going black from exhaustion when she finally felt the
warmth that could have spilled within her. He finally released her
and watched as she tried to lay down, but was still held up by chains.
Using his ki to break them finally, he let her drift off to sleep
and regain her energy. Vegeta laid beside, wishing for more, but she
was still after all only human...his human....his future mate. ~ oOo ~ |
