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Anonymity

By Selenity Jade

 

Summary: A short PWP Buruma/Vejiita lemon.

Rated: NC17/M/X

Pairings: Buruma/Vejiita

Feedback: Any and all desired!

Thanks: Merrick for Beta'ing!

Notes: Written for 30_Lemons.

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z and I'm not making money off of this.

 

 

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She felt the bed compress under someone's weight and lifted her head to glance over her shoulder. She didn't finish the movement as a hand turned her face away almost gently.

 

She made a protesting sound, tensing up in surprise and a little fear. She felt the large hand grip her hip, pulling her rear to the bare groin of the man behind her, for he was a man.

 

She could feel the strength in his hands and his excitement from the way the appendages tensed on her skin. His muscles were hard marble beneath rough skin as he pressed his chest to her back. The large hands pushed up her nightgown eagerly.

 

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt him trail his talented fingers down her buttocks and slip between her legs from behind. He was rough and eager as the digits pushed into her, urging her to relax, accept it, enjoy it. He coaxed her body into responding, moistening, softening.

 

She moaned.

 

He released a masculine chuckle against her hair, tickling her.

 

She opened her mouth - to question, demand, or scold, uncertain of it or what she wanted - when she felt him grip her thigh, pulling her leg up, spreading her body for him.

 

He moved himself expertly to press himself against her moist opening, using her surprised tense as permission to slide into her.

 

He hissed almost inaudibly against her as he slowly buried himself in her tight warmth. She felt him tremble slightly - in pleasure or repressed irritation maybe - before he began to move, slowly at first.

 

It was a dance, a gentle rocking motion intended to build them both higher. His breath came out quicker with each motion even as she bit her lower lip to repress her own sounds of delight.

 

All too soon, the tender movements quickened into urgent thrusts of his hips as the powerfully built man started to lose rhythm and patience. Soft slapping and moist noises permeated the room as both kept their lustful sounds quiet by some sort of silent agreement.

 

He jerked roughly once before slowing, earning a whimper of craving from her. His mouth twitched against the back of her neck in a half-attempted smile or smirk, and complied with her wordless pleading by moving into actual thrusts.

 

She soon whined and arched her back as the orgasm shuddered through her groin and up her spine. Her muscles tensed, her hands scrambling to grip the masculine hand pressed against her lower abdomen.

 

With a low grunt, the small man behind her shuddered and plunged himself into her in rapid succession eagerly as he sought the release she had already enjoyed.

 

It came almost surprisingly quick as he made a choked noise and pressed his mouth against the crook of her neck in a gentle bite to keep the silence.

 

She panted softly as she felt him relax behind her and his teeth release her. "That wasn't nice."

 

"You knew it was me," the deep voice replied in that distant way he had.

 

"Are you so sure? Maybe I was just horny and any man coming to my bed would have been welcome."

 

He chuckled. "You knew just as I know you when you come into my bed."

 

"Are you so sure?"

 

He smirked, rolling her over to face him. "Yes," he stated confidently and nipped at her jaw softly. "Ready for more?"

She mock-glared at him. "Vejiita, you are going to kill me if we keep fucking like this."

 

"Are you really that weak?" he asked.

 

She punched his arm. "If you can keep it up, I can keep receiving it!"

 

His smirk widened almost eagerly. "You should not have said that, Onna. Never challenge a Saiyajin. We shall see how long it takes until you beg me to stop."

 

She groaned. "I hate you."

 

"The feeling is mutual, human," he agreed and then preceded to show her just how often he could get it up.

 

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AN: Holy crap. It's really hard to write PWPs for me for some reason. I'm not really sure if I like this. Gah.

 

Lovies!