/ ❯ Temptation Waits ❯ One bed, two people ( Chapter 12 )

DISCLAIMER: I don't own DBZ…I don't own a monkey either…

A/N - ^_^ Wow! Over 750 reviews! *Grins* this is soooo cool! Okay, for the people who want to know I have been tending to rip off something in each chapter. Last chapter was a rip off of Liar Liar and of Dusk till Dawn and in the past I have twisted other TV shows around as well. Anyhow, this chapter doesn't have much humour but it does have a lot of lemon, so for all those people desperate for lemonade this is a chapter for you! If you're a blushing virgin who wont dare soil her eyes with my dirty words then don't worry, you can just skip this chapter and miss the sweetness! I should tell everyone that I'm trying my damned hardest to make this a sweet lemon. If you want 'Seduced by the Devil' type lemon then you're better off reading my other fic 'Dangerous Pastimes.'

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When Bulma woke up it was still dark inside the ship, the one window that was in the tiny bedroom allowed a small amount of starlight into the room, but not much. In the silvery gloom Bulma could just make out Vegeta's face a few inches from her own.

Vegeta's breath was warm on her skin and Bulma felt her body tingle to life as she watched him sleep. His face was so angular and angry and yet so masculine and warm at the same time. She knew that she could no longer deny how attracted she was to him, not just to his amazing body which she could remember in great detail, but also to him; Vegeta.

She loved his mocking look, his argumentative tone, his cockiness; she even loved his smirk…love? Yes, she loved him and she didn't even know when she had fallen for him.

Vegeta's eyes opened as if he was aware of her scrutiny and in return he gazed back at her and Bulma instantly recognised the fiery look he gave her. Vegeta could deny it all he liked, but he loved her in return. Bulma could see it in the way his eyes swept across her face, the look he gave her almost caressing her skin.

Bulma slowly, hesitantly inched closed to Vegeta until her lips hovered above his. Slowly Vegeta closed the distance between them and placed a feathery light kiss on her lips, then another on each side of her mouth. One of his hands moved down to rest on his waist and the other reached over her to gently stroke her hair.

Bulma's eyes drifted shut and she let out a small sigh as Vegeta's hand slipped along the waistband of her pants and undid the button at the front. She opened her eyes as he sat up and looked down at her, he kissed her forehead and then slowly tugged her pants off, his eyes devouring every inch of her legs that were exposed as he rid her of her jeans and the small scrap of underwear she had on.

Bulma swallowed as his hand trailed up a long thigh and slowly stroked up her stomach till he reached her shirt and removed it in the same slow and gently way, his hands undressing her as if he were unwrapping a delicate present.

Bulma's blue eyes met his shadowed dark ones and Bulma sat up and wrapped her arms around him. Vegeta dropped his head to her shoulder and let her hold him; Bulma rested her head on his, enjoying the silence of their lovemaking.

Her hands slowly found their way to the bottom of his shirt and she pulled back far enough to begin undoing the buttons, aware of Vegeta watching her face as she undressed him.

Button by button she undid his shirt and then pushed it off onto the bed. She let her eyes roam over Vegeta's perfect chest, his toned muscles rippling as he rolled his shoulders. She ran her nails down the muscled perfection of his chest and let the tips of her nails dance against his skin as she leant forward to kiss his neck and shoulders.

She bit her lip as she let her hands wander lower and she began to unlace his leather pants, her movements as slow and purposeful as her saiyan lovers had been.

Vegeta lay down on the bed and watched Bulma with fascination as she slowly peeled his pants off, a tip of her small pink tongue poking from the corner of her mouth as she concentrated of ridding him of his final piece of clothing.

"Your beautiful." Vegeta murmured to her as Bulma lay down next to him and let him take her into his arms, relishing the heat of their skin-to-skin contact.

"Your beautiful too." Bulma said and meant it, at that moment Vegeta was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, his body bathed in the starlight as he pulled her on top of her and looked up at her with those endless black eyes of his, the twin black orbs seeing straight through her, seeing her strengths and her weaknesses and loving everything that they saw.

Bulma lay down on Vegeta and felt his hardness between her legs, but their was no rush to be together this time, they had time to explore each others body, to offer the other what they could, until eventually Bulma lithely moved down slightly and in one smooth motioned moved Vegeta inside of her.

The saiyan prince's eyes fluttered shut and Bulma lowered her torso over his until her breasts were flat against his chest. She ran gentle hands down the muscles of his arms and the slipped them under Vegeta so she was holing onto his back.

Bulma began to moved against him, slow and gentle movements that sent a spasm of pleasure straight to her and Vegeta's core. Neither made much noise as she made love to him, only the occasional soft grunt or moan escaping sensually parted lips.

Vegeta's arms wrapped around Bulma and held her to him, his body meeting her every slow thrust until Bulma though she would die from the slow build up in pleasure. She opened her eyes again and looked down at Vegeta, their eyes locked and Bulma felt Vegeta's body tense under her as he let out a jagged breath and his body came into hers, his warmth spilling into hers just as Bulma reached her own climax and fell exhausted onto Vegeta, her damp blue hair plastered to her neck and back.

Vegeta lay still for several minutes; listening to his mates heart beat in her chest, listening to her soft breathing. He pulled her hair away from her face and looked down into those blue eyes of her that had captured him so long ago.

"You're perfect." Vegeta kissed her forehead and slowly moved Bulma off him and moved himself down till he could rest his head on her chest, her small hands playing with his hair as they both retreated into the own thoughts, knowing that the time to talk would come later and enjoying the silence and warmth of their companionship for the time being.

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"What was your planet like?" Bulma lent against the headboard of the bed and looked at Vegeta as he lazed on the pillow next to her like a big cat, yawning and stretching.

"It was…big." Vegeta moved closer and put his head on her stomach, "It was busy and noisy and there was always something happening. Always some fight or some big military leader coming or going…or at least that's how I saw everything as a child. I was pretty much allowed to come and go as I pleased, but I spent most my time training with nappa or my father, occasionally my father took me with him on purging missions." Bulma watched as Vegeta smiled faintly, "I used to love wowing the other saiyan officers with my power."

"I'll bet you did." Bulma stroked his hair again, "You don't exactly seem like the shy and quiet type."

Vegeta chuckled, "Not really. Being angry and prideful was more my forte, but then considering that my father raised me that isn't much of a surprise, he wasn't exactly a ray of sunshine himself."

"What happened to your mother?" Bulma asked gently.

"She died when I was young."

"How?" Bulma massaged the back of Vegeta's neck.

"She just got sick, none of the doctors knew what was wrong with her and eventually she died." Vegeta shrugged, "I don't remember her, I only know what my father told me about her. What about you, woman? What was your childhood like?"

Bulma smiled, "It was pretty much one adventure after another, me, Goku and Krillen used to have all sorts of fun fighting the red ribbon army." She smiled, "Then we all just grew apart and grew up. It wasn't until the re-union when Raditz showed up that I saw any of my old friends again."

"Did you miss them?" Vegeta seemed curious.

"I missed Goku and Krillen. But Master Roshi I could have done with out meeting again, and Yamcha and I had been on and off even after the gang drifted apart." Bulma yawned, "But…yeah I missed them. I missed the adventure."

Vegeta sat up and moved next to her, "Bulma…when we get back to Earth what's going to happen?"

"What do you mean?" Bulma raised her eyebrows and looked at the spiky haired man next to her.

"With us…what's going to happen to us? Are we going to tell your friends about us or are you going to end it before we get back?" Vegeta seemed nervous now.

"Of course we'll tell them about us, I'm not embarrassed…are you?"

"No." Vegeta seemed content now and pulled her against him, "Do you want me to beat up your weakling ex?"

"Mmm." Bulma thought about it, "If he annoys you then go for it but down go looking for a fight."

Vegeta raised his eyebrows and trolled his eyes, "Well considering that being in the same room with the weakling annoys me I guess I can look forward to a nice Yamcha beating when I get home."

"You called it home." Bulma looked at him in amazement, "You actually called Earth home!"

Vegeta felt a smile tug at the corner of his mouth, "Home is where your heart is Bulma."

A/N - I'm really tired so I'm going to halt it their for this chapter. In the next chapter we have some more lemon…but then the next bad guy is introduced and it's a bad bad-guy, not the cheap bad guys I've had in this fic before! Please review!