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"Words Can't Say"Written By: Vegetas_Princess
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z or the characters,
I just wrote a fanfic. Summary: Vegeta and Bulma engage in a kiss that
frightens Vegeta. He can't come to terms with his feelings but when
Bulma finds herself in serious trouble Vegeta has to make a decision. Author: Vegetas_Princess Feed back would be very much appreciated:- Vegetas_Princess
Chapter Three
He took her into the washroom and washed off her face. He used cold water, trying to wake her up. He finally succeeded. "Whaa.? What's going on?" she question softly. "Damn woman, you broke that lamp and nearly killed yourself. Some of us are trying to sleep you know!" Vegeta said trying to sound angry. "Is that all you ever think of? You, you , you? Well soooorry! Actually no! I think that you should try not being an ass for a change!" Bulma yelled, not really making a lot of sense. "Alright. Next time I'll leave you" Vegeta hissed tossing the bloody cloth at her and walking away. "Vegeta." She said strangely he stopped, trapped in the room by her voice. "I'm sorry." "I don't want your pitiful apology." He lashed. She looked at him. Did he actually care about her? He did save her from Yamcha and then now he helped her. She thought now would be a good time to make a move. If it failed she could always blame it on the concussion. It should work though, after all, she hadn't forgotten that he kissed her. "You don't have to be like that Vegeta." She
said sweetly moving closer to him. "What? Be like what?" he said, genuinely perplexed. "You know, you don't have to hare everyone. There are people willing to open up to you if you'd just open up to them." She said getting closer and closer. "You don't now what you're talking about you crazy woman!" he said beginning to get very distracted at the sight of her in her little nightgown. Her long silky legs shimmered in the light and her bust was complimented well by her nightwear. She put her hand on his arm gently. He felt a chill go up his spine. He couldn't. He didn't. He had to. He let go of all his care of not giving in and he did it with one long, passionate kiss. He touched her lips again and his tongue explored every region of her mouth. Soon enough their tongues were dancing an intricate dance. Vegeta's hands went over Bulma's shoulders and tenderly pushed the straps off. She began to kiss his neck as he undid her zipper of her nightgown. It fell gracefully to the floor. He picked her up and set her on the bed for a moment while he took off his shorts. Before he laid on top of her, he took in her curves, her luscious skin and her radiance. He moved on her and began to kiss her so lovingly. His hands roamed, getting a hold of what ever they could, ensuring to leave nothing neglected. Bulma's hands began to wander themselves. They found
refuge on his back, massaging his tail spot. He shivered when he caressed
it. She moved her hands lower and around to the front where she softly
stroked his length. He He looked down on her and remembered what had happened only three weeks ago. He moved off her and sat on the side of the bed to collect himself. "Vegeta, please don't stop." She said, now kneeling behind him, running her hands over his strong shoulders and his back. " I can't do this." He said, as hard as it was. "Did I do something wrong?" Bulma asked sincerely "No." he replied "Then what is it?" Bulma asked, still massaging him. "I can't take advantage of you. I have my pride, my honour to uphold. It would be wrong." He said. "Vegeta," Bulma began. "You're not taking advantage of me." Vegeta turned to look at her and saw she was blushing. "I'm not going to lie Vegeta, I've wanted to be with you for a long time, and when you kissed me I thought that you wanted it too." She confessed 'Woman, you have no idea.' Vegeta thought. "Vegeta, please. I need you." Bulma said looking as deep in his eyes as she could. " I want to do this and I'm ready to." She began to kiss him again and he was powerless. She
didn't know it but when she kissed him she had complete control over
him. He broke out of the kissed and climbed on top of her again and
stared to kiss at her neck and down to her chest. He kissed one nipple
as he massages the other. Bulma's fingers entwined in his hair as
she moaned beneath him. He shadowed kisses all down her stomach and
reached her center. Without wasting time his mouth devoured her and
wet folds and her bud, while his fingers slowly moved in and out of
her. She panted with pleasure and began to buck her hips in response
to his movements. She completely lost control when her orgasm hit
"Take me Vegeta" she begged. Unknowingly, she gave Vegeta exactly what he wanted. Her to beg. He consented by kissing her and moving hips manhood to her entrance and teased her with it's head. She thrust up towards him, causing friction that sent Vegeta wild. After mere seconds, he couldn't stand it and entered her. Vegeta gasped as he did so. He filled her more than completely causing temporary discomfort for Bulma. She was so tight around him that he thought he would lose control right where he was. He started to move in and out of her at an agonizingly slow pace. Her moans of his name aroused him so much that he couldn't help but move faster. She arched and began to meet each of his thrusts, still not knowing how much she was affecting him. She hit her fourth, final and largest orgasm and her walls spasmed around Vegeta causing him to lose it. That's when she felt it. The Saiya-jin prince came in one roaring, thundering, flash. He spilled out everything into as he screamed. He bit down on her neck as she did the same to him. She gasped for air, holding onto him tightly around his neck. He sat up slightly and looked down at her. She looked like an angel lying all wet and sweaty beneath him. He liked being on top of her like this, made him feel like he was protecting her. He kissed her softly and pulled out of her. The feeling of her around him and he moved out made him want to take her again, but he knew she was in no shape to do that again. He now lay beside her, running his fingers over her cheek. "Vegeta," Bulma whispered. "Mmm?" he grumbled pulling her into him "That was amazing.", she replied "I know." He said suavely, but it was good enough for her. She felt it, she knew that he loved her. Maybe he could never say it, and he even had a hard time showing it but, she was his now and she was content with that. After all, he was a prince. ~ * ~ |
