Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bend. I will not break. ❯ A Plan? ( Chapter 11 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: lexylou 
A plan is formed and is sealed with a LEMON.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.03.2011 | Updated On: 06.17.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 360 | Status: Work In Progress
A plan is formed and is sealed with a LEMON.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.03.2011 | Updated On: 06.17.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 360 | Status: Work In Progress
BEND. I WILL NOT BREAK. CHAPTER 11 - A PLAN?
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.
A/N: This is a definite LEMON!! You have been warned!
-Vegeta's Room, Frieza's Flagship-
Vegeta found himself thinking about his onna. He smiled slightly at the thought. She was now and forever his. They had yet to form a bond, but he wasn't worried. These things took time and his bond with Bulma would develop.
There was a gentle swish of the door and in walked Bulma and she immediately embraced him with a fiery kiss. She only released him to tell him something of importance.
“I have a way to rid myself of this override problem. I’m developing a computer virus that will wipe out all data and remote access linked to me, but that will only work for so long. For me to be free from this the data on Asorna will have to be destroyed as well and locating the database will take time. My brother, also put me in contact with someone with the particular means to rid me of these strings once and for all. His job will be to take out Asorna and then to rid me of the control protocol.” Bulma said trying to regain her breath.
“Brother? Oh, you mean pretty boy?” Vegeta said with a sly grin.
“Be civil.” She warned. “I’d ask you to be nice, but that would be asking the impossible.” She continued.
“Humph!” He stated in indignation.
“Vegeta that ‘pretty boy’ as you call him has done more for me than you’ll ever know.” She said through softened tones as she slowly took his face in her hands and then pulled him into a soft chaste kiss.
“I suppose I do owe him some gratitude for keeping your sorry carcass alive all this time. That is a feat in itself with a mouth and temper like yours on a ship full of blood thirsty murderers.” He said in an attempt to rile her.
“…” She was bent on letting him have it, but he silenced her first with a kiss, a kiss that lead her out of her body suit and standing before him bare.
He moved kisses from her lips to her throat. He hovered over his mark running his tongue over the now healed flesh before stopping at her chest. He took one of her nipples into his mouth as he groped and gently squeezed the other. Her ragged and shallow breaths reached his ears spurring him on. He suckled had and gently pulled with his teeth causing her to gasp and moan lowly as he lapped his tongue over the pebble.
He switched breasts and copied the same actions on the new and other breast. He trailed kisses down to her navel, but went to nip and taste her hip before traveling further to her powder blue curls. He flicked her tongue over her sensitive bud as he gazed into her half lidded, lust fogged eyes as she stood towering above his kneeling form. He sucked on her hood gently as she ran her fingers through his spiky black mane.
With each movement he made with his slick little appendage she let out sounds of pleasure and he body shook with spasms. He circled his tongue around the inside of her nether lips before delving into her warmth. He sucked and released her clit and then thrust his tongue into her repeatedly. She tensed her stomach muscles as she arched her back. She was so very close he could feel it. Inside she was hotter than before. Tiny tremors racked through her body and then her sweetness spread through his mouth like biting into an overly juicy piece of fruit. He lapped her all up and soon her knees gave out due to her overdose of euphoria. She sat at eye level with him panting. He could tell she was contented and smirked at his accomplished deed.
When she finally regained her breath to speak she was at a loss for words, but she soon found them. “Wow… Did someone miss me?”
The corner of his mouth rose in a smile-smirk that only he could pull off. He smoothed her long blue hair out of her eyes. “You wish, Onna.” He joked.
He reveled in the sight before him. Bulma was still seated on the floor before him with her hair disheveled. Her unclad smooth pale skin shone with a hint of flush from post fulfilled bliss. Her azure eyes sparkled just for him. In his mind there was no single word for her, but for now gorgeous would have to do.
Vegeta stood taking Bulma with him as he walked over to what was once his bed and was now theirs. He released her hand and turned to face her, she pounced on him with intent to devour him fully as they collapsed together onto the bed. She was straddled on his hips and she was nose to nose with him and staring at him ferally.
To say he was turned on would be an understatement. He made an attempt to remove his clothing but she snapped at his hands each time he tried. He glowered at her in frustration, but relented. She pulled at his suit top and urged him in the desired directions as needed to completely disrobe him of his shirt. She stared down at him from her perch upon his lap sexily. Bulma placed her hands on his shoulders and slid them slowly down his pectorals, gently grazing his nipples with her fingernails. Her hands continued their journey south until they met with the edge of his pants his pants just inside her thighs. She tugged at the waist band teasingly before inching off of his lap. She positioned herself between his legs and tugged gently once again at his pants. He obliged by arching his hips from the bed to allow her ease of access.
He had long kicked off his boots and was now completely nude as she knelt over him. She took the sight of him in as she gently ran her fingernails up and down his thighs. She took his scrotum into her hand and the base of his fully extended shaft into the opposite hand and massaged slowly. He uttered a deep, throated growl of pleasure as she began to stroke up and down. She brought her mouth to the tip of his member. She ran her tongue across the head vigorously, tasting his salty-sweet precum. Bulma lapped Vegeta all up and then took him completely into her hot waiting mouth. He gasped in surprise as she pumped him in and out of her hot and slippery orifice careful of her teeth. His hands laced themselves into her silken hair and he pressed her head gently to aid her. He gripped her hair firmly in his grasp without hurting her as his body stiffened under her.
His rod began to pulse and hot seed spilled into the back of her throat. She swallowed him all as he groaned and bucked his hips in climax. She released him slowly maintaining suction until he was free of her mouth.
-The little temptress.- He thought as he stared at her in approval as he gulped in his breaths.
She gave him a sly look before closing her eyes as she stretched coyly while arching her back, thrusting her breasts in his direction. She opened her navy eyes to him, smirked and then lay down beside him. She licked her lips and then reached forward claiming his lips in a kiss. Vegeta rolled onto her deepening the kiss and made love to her throughout the night.
-Vegeta’s Dream-
Vegeta called to her, but she remained with her back to him. He reached a hand to her shoulder and almost touched her when she turned to face him. She was more beautiful than ever and smiled warmly at him. She cradled her arms protectively against her rounded abdomen.
-Bulma is with child? How can that be?- He thought just before recognizing a ki signature linked with hers much like his own. It was his child, his son.
-End of Dream-
Vegeta awoke to find Bulma sleeping soundly beside him. He reached out with his ki sense noting the lack of and additional ki. –It was just a dream. Never will I sire a child for her. -He sighed. Whether it was disappointment or relief he couldn’t tell. –Would she ever want offspring? Will she be happy doing without a child?-
He had no need for an heir because the planet he would have taken kingship of no longer existed. He could live without a child, but could she? Females were rather touchy when it came to having brats no matter what species they were.
-Bah.- He thought as he rid his mind of such thoughts. He’d just let the woman deal with it when the time came, if ever. –Let females handle female worries.- He thought leaving Bulma in bed as he got up to ready himself for the day.
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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.
A/N: This is a definite LEMON!! You have been warned!
-Vegeta's Room, Frieza's Flagship-
Vegeta found himself thinking about his onna. He smiled slightly at the thought. She was now and forever his. They had yet to form a bond, but he wasn't worried. These things took time and his bond with Bulma would develop.
There was a gentle swish of the door and in walked Bulma and she immediately embraced him with a fiery kiss. She only released him to tell him something of importance.
“I have a way to rid myself of this override problem. I’m developing a computer virus that will wipe out all data and remote access linked to me, but that will only work for so long. For me to be free from this the data on Asorna will have to be destroyed as well and locating the database will take time. My brother, also put me in contact with someone with the particular means to rid me of these strings once and for all. His job will be to take out Asorna and then to rid me of the control protocol.” Bulma said trying to regain her breath.
“Brother? Oh, you mean pretty boy?” Vegeta said with a sly grin.
“Be civil.” She warned. “I’d ask you to be nice, but that would be asking the impossible.” She continued.
“Humph!” He stated in indignation.
“Vegeta that ‘pretty boy’ as you call him has done more for me than you’ll ever know.” She said through softened tones as she slowly took his face in her hands and then pulled him into a soft chaste kiss.
“I suppose I do owe him some gratitude for keeping your sorry carcass alive all this time. That is a feat in itself with a mouth and temper like yours on a ship full of blood thirsty murderers.” He said in an attempt to rile her.
“…” She was bent on letting him have it, but he silenced her first with a kiss, a kiss that lead her out of her body suit and standing before him bare.
He moved kisses from her lips to her throat. He hovered over his mark running his tongue over the now healed flesh before stopping at her chest. He took one of her nipples into his mouth as he groped and gently squeezed the other. Her ragged and shallow breaths reached his ears spurring him on. He suckled had and gently pulled with his teeth causing her to gasp and moan lowly as he lapped his tongue over the pebble.
He switched breasts and copied the same actions on the new and other breast. He trailed kisses down to her navel, but went to nip and taste her hip before traveling further to her powder blue curls. He flicked her tongue over her sensitive bud as he gazed into her half lidded, lust fogged eyes as she stood towering above his kneeling form. He sucked on her hood gently as she ran her fingers through his spiky black mane.
With each movement he made with his slick little appendage she let out sounds of pleasure and he body shook with spasms. He circled his tongue around the inside of her nether lips before delving into her warmth. He sucked and released her clit and then thrust his tongue into her repeatedly. She tensed her stomach muscles as she arched her back. She was so very close he could feel it. Inside she was hotter than before. Tiny tremors racked through her body and then her sweetness spread through his mouth like biting into an overly juicy piece of fruit. He lapped her all up and soon her knees gave out due to her overdose of euphoria. She sat at eye level with him panting. He could tell she was contented and smirked at his accomplished deed.
When she finally regained her breath to speak she was at a loss for words, but she soon found them. “Wow… Did someone miss me?”
The corner of his mouth rose in a smile-smirk that only he could pull off. He smoothed her long blue hair out of her eyes. “You wish, Onna.” He joked.
He reveled in the sight before him. Bulma was still seated on the floor before him with her hair disheveled. Her unclad smooth pale skin shone with a hint of flush from post fulfilled bliss. Her azure eyes sparkled just for him. In his mind there was no single word for her, but for now gorgeous would have to do.
Vegeta stood taking Bulma with him as he walked over to what was once his bed and was now theirs. He released her hand and turned to face her, she pounced on him with intent to devour him fully as they collapsed together onto the bed. She was straddled on his hips and she was nose to nose with him and staring at him ferally.
To say he was turned on would be an understatement. He made an attempt to remove his clothing but she snapped at his hands each time he tried. He glowered at her in frustration, but relented. She pulled at his suit top and urged him in the desired directions as needed to completely disrobe him of his shirt. She stared down at him from her perch upon his lap sexily. Bulma placed her hands on his shoulders and slid them slowly down his pectorals, gently grazing his nipples with her fingernails. Her hands continued their journey south until they met with the edge of his pants his pants just inside her thighs. She tugged at the waist band teasingly before inching off of his lap. She positioned herself between his legs and tugged gently once again at his pants. He obliged by arching his hips from the bed to allow her ease of access.
He had long kicked off his boots and was now completely nude as she knelt over him. She took the sight of him in as she gently ran her fingernails up and down his thighs. She took his scrotum into her hand and the base of his fully extended shaft into the opposite hand and massaged slowly. He uttered a deep, throated growl of pleasure as she began to stroke up and down. She brought her mouth to the tip of his member. She ran her tongue across the head vigorously, tasting his salty-sweet precum. Bulma lapped Vegeta all up and then took him completely into her hot waiting mouth. He gasped in surprise as she pumped him in and out of her hot and slippery orifice careful of her teeth. His hands laced themselves into her silken hair and he pressed her head gently to aid her. He gripped her hair firmly in his grasp without hurting her as his body stiffened under her.
His rod began to pulse and hot seed spilled into the back of her throat. She swallowed him all as he groaned and bucked his hips in climax. She released him slowly maintaining suction until he was free of her mouth.
-The little temptress.- He thought as he stared at her in approval as he gulped in his breaths.
She gave him a sly look before closing her eyes as she stretched coyly while arching her back, thrusting her breasts in his direction. She opened her navy eyes to him, smirked and then lay down beside him. She licked her lips and then reached forward claiming his lips in a kiss. Vegeta rolled onto her deepening the kiss and made love to her throughout the night.
-Vegeta’s Dream-
Vegeta called to her, but she remained with her back to him. He reached a hand to her shoulder and almost touched her when she turned to face him. She was more beautiful than ever and smiled warmly at him. She cradled her arms protectively against her rounded abdomen.
-Bulma is with child? How can that be?- He thought just before recognizing a ki signature linked with hers much like his own. It was his child, his son.
-End of Dream-
Vegeta awoke to find Bulma sleeping soundly beside him. He reached out with his ki sense noting the lack of and additional ki. –It was just a dream. Never will I sire a child for her. -He sighed. Whether it was disappointment or relief he couldn’t tell. –Would she ever want offspring? Will she be happy doing without a child?-
He had no need for an heir because the planet he would have taken kingship of no longer existed. He could live without a child, but could she? Females were rather touchy when it came to having brats no matter what species they were.
-Bah.- He thought as he rid his mind of such thoughts. He’d just let the woman deal with it when the time came, if ever. –Let females handle female worries.- He thought leaving Bulma in bed as he got up to ready himself for the day.
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