Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bonding ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

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Chapter 1.

She looked through the small round window off the gravity room. There he was. The man that had been haunting her dreams for weeks now. she looked at him.

"Man he's good-looking!" She whispered softly to herself. She licked her lips as she looked at his naked muscled chest, his raven black eyes and spiky black mane.

Slowly her hand went down under her short skirt and into her panties. 'Oh how I want him!' she thought while she slipped two fingers inside herself. She bit her lip to keep herself from moaning out loud.

"Oh Vegeta. If you only knew how much I want you..." she moaned as she rocked her body against her fingers.

***

It was already evening, when Vegeta walked out off the gravity room. He looked up at the full moon and sighed.

"If I still had my tail, I would've been able to transform and kick Kakarott's butt! Then I would get off of this stupid mud ball, these humans call a planet!" He growled angrily and walked inside the main building.

Vegeta was tired and wanted nothing more then a good night sleep, so he walked up the stairs towards his bedroom, but stopped In front off the bathroom. The door wasn't fully closed and he could hear Bulma humming inside. He knew it was Bulma, since her parents where out off town for two weeks.

Vegeta's curiosity got the best off him and he peeked inside. His eyes went wide and he gulped. Bulma was standing in the middle off the bathroom, completely naked, drying herself off. Vegeta took a sharp breath and he could feel himself hardening.

In the bathroom Bulma was bending over to dry off her legs, giving Vegeta a perfect view off her rear. Vegeta groaned and before he knew it, his hand lowered itself in his spandex short and started stroking his hardened length.

Bulma continued drying herself off. Oblivious to the fact that Vegeta was watching her, she dried off her legs and came closer to her intimate part, breasts softly wiggling with the movement off her body.

When Vegeta caught sight off her breasts, he became even more exited and started stroking himself faster. By the time Bulma had reached her intimate place, his sensors where on overload and he couldn't control himself anymore. With a grunt he spilled himself over his hand and shorts. He breathed heavily, but froze as he noticed that Bulma had stopped her humming and was slowly walking towards the door. Vegeta silently cursed himself. 'she must have heard me. If she finds me here I'm a dead man.' Without a second thought, Vegeta phased out off sight, right before Bulma opened the door.

Bulma stood just outside the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body. "That's strange. I thought I heard something." She held her towel a little tighter. "Vegeta? Are you there?" When she received no response, she shrugged and walked to her bedroom.

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The next morning Bulma walked into the kitchen. She was tired. Very tired. She had tried to get some sleep after her shower, but every time she drifted off, she started dreaming about Vegeta. Very graphic dreams. By the time she could really sleep it had been close to 5 o'clock.

Bulma groaned. There at the kitchen table sat the subject off her dreams, looking extremely pissed. Bulma looked at the clock en realized why. She was supposed to have his breakfast ready over an hour ago. She flushed. "Sorry. I overslept." Vegeta Hmphd.

"You're just lazy." Bulma's face flushed red with anger, but she said nothing. Instead she walked to the kitchen counter and started to prepare breakfast. Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "Ok. What's wrong with you?" Bulma sighed.

"Nothing." Vegeta stood up from his chair and walked to the counter.

"Don't lie to me, woman! I just insulted you! You're supposed to be screaming at me!"

"Look Vegeta! I'm too tired to play games with you! You want to Know what's wrong with me? Fine! I'll tell you! Every fucking time I fell asleep YOU where there!" Vegeta gave Bulma a confused look.

"What do you mean? I was in my room the entire night!" Bulma gave a frustrated sigh.

"Not physically. In my dreams! And let me tell You they where pretty graphic! By the time I could really sleep it was already morning! So don't yell at me for being lazy, because it's your fucking fault I'm late in the first place!"

Bulma threw the plate with Vegeta's breakfast on the kitchen table and stormed out off the kitchen, leaving a shocked Vegeta behind.

For a moment Vegeta just stood there, not being able to do anything. Then he sat down at the table and started eating, a huge grin appearing on his face. 'So she dreams off me!' he thought. 'That sure is an interesting piece off information!' His grin grew wider, as he finished his breakfast.