Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bright Lights at Capsule Corporation/New Year's Eve Party ❯ Move the heart, switch the pace - Look for what seems out of place ( Chapter 5 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

NOTES:

First, I want to say many thanks to all who review! Disclaimers: Dragonball, Dragonball Z, Dragonball GT, etc. belong to Akiya Toriyama, TOEI Entertainment, FUNimation, Viz Communications, Irwin Toys, Pioneer (for videos of early DBZ), etc. etc. The song "Cut You Up"** by Peter Murphy (former lead singer of Bauhaus) from his album 'Deep' is referred to so give him the credit since it belongs to him---------Monique, Ursula, Dina, Devon, Jason, Danny, Ms. Adams, Madeline and the Chief, are my creations that I can manipulate (*evil laugh*).

SPECIAL NOTE: Explicit Adult Situations! That means it should not be read by anyone under 18 years of age.

SPECIAL NOTE: A CHARACTER DEATH IS INVOLVED. No I won't tell ya who now----You'll see!

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BRIGHT LIGHTS AND CAPSULE CORP/NEW YEARS EVE PARTY



Part Four: " Move the heart, switch the pace
Look for what seems out of place "**


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Last Time on Bright Lights at Capsule Corp/New Year's Eve Party:

Bulma finished in a graceful gliding halt. Within seconds a strong set of muscular arms encircled her tiny waist. "Kirei, onna," he whispered heatedly in her ear. She shuddered at the electric feeling he sent through her body.

"I'm still angry, Vegeta. You ruined the entire party!" she breathed. Her eyes were closed and her head leaned back against his shoulder as he crushed Bulma close.

"Then let's see how I can fix that," he smirked. Vegeta nibbled on her soft ear lobe, and then drew it into his mouth in a suctioning kiss. He moved warm lips down behind her ear, down-----down the soft skin to the well of her neck. Growling under his breath, he continued with those little savage nips and kisses, fueled by her moans.
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Bulma whirled around, falling slightly into his arms. "I don't see how you could possibly make up for that fiasco that YOU were responsible for, baka, " she hissed. She hated the way he was able to make her feel. Vegeta knew just what string to stroke to play her like a finely tuned instrument. She shivered under his touch, loving the feel, and at the same time loathing being completely vulnerable.

Vegeta smirked. She was so easy. ~~Yes, little one, give in---you're helpless, and you know it.~~ Bulma growled deeply at this thought. The damned fool might be right, but she was NOT about to admit defeat! "And what makes you think you can get what you want, kusotarre, eh?" in a hoarse whisper.

He growled, "You talk to damn much. You know as well as I it's our Bond, majo. " And with that he sealed any further protests with a deep, searing kiss. Warm mouth pressed against full, sweet lips, nibbling on the bottom. ~~Now----Open up for me.~~

Unable to resist, her lips parted to Vegeta's invading tongue. She eagerly accepted, her own tongue tasting every savory bit of him. Small fingers grabbed the wealth of thick black hair, and pulled him in fiercely. But Bulma wasn't about to let him get the upper hand. Letting go slightly with her right, she pried open the waistband of his spandex pants to stroked down-------down------down further still to the small of Vegeta's muscular back. ~~There it is! Got you, otoko!~~ Bulma then began a deep massage of the furry nubbed area of his tail spot.

With a guttural snarl he ravaged the soft well of her neck with savage nips and kisses. ~~You go too far, Woman. I will take you here if need be, but this is not the place of my choosing.~~ Not once breaking his assault, he swung her into his arms and quickly left the Ballroom.
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Vegeta levitated them to the Main Building, and made his way to stairs that led to the upper floors. With each step, Bulma's deep kisses savored his skin----salty and yet sweet, but definitely all male. It fueled her desire, pushing her on to take more. She began to nibble and lick his chin, down to the well of his neck.

Once they reached Bulma's door, Vegeta kicked it open with a violent jab of the foot. He stepped inside with haste, hooked a foot around the door and slammed it shut, sealing them in. ~~Now surrender to me.~~ With a deep rumbling purr, he pushed her up against the closed door, one thick, black brow arching up with that familiar smirk on his face. Very slowly and deliberately, he eyed her up and down taking in every delicious curve that was his Mate.

He took only a moment to pull off his tank top revealing a muscular chest from gravity room training. He leaned over and claimed her mouth again in a savage kiss, a hand of steel wrapping around her tiny waist. With his other hand braced up against the door, Vegeta invaded Bulma's sweet mouth with his tongue. ~~You will never have enough of me, Woman, just like I'll never have my fill of you~~ Vegeta pushed his hips tight against her, feeling warmth radiate from deep within her. In one fluid motion he pulled her right leg onto his hip and thrust deeper. "Tell me you want this----" he teased, his breath tickling the delicate skin at the base her ear and down her neck, sending shivers up her back.

Bulma trembled with need, fingers tugging at the waistband of his spandex pants, desperately wanting them gone. She whimpered in frustration as they refused to budge under her frantic touch. Vegeta chuckled low in his throat, in-between his ministrations, "And you were going to stay mad forever." He released her leg and quickly shed the last of his body suit, and boots with a smirk. He leaned in again grabbing Bulma's right leg to hitch it up onto his hip. She could feel the firm warmth of his freed manhood rubbing against her inner thigh, driving her mad. "Damn you Vegeta, I want you" she growled in a husky voice.

With a smirk, he slid his free hand to the back of her silver costume, slowly unzipping it. He lavished teasing little nips over her neckline, inching down until he pulled down the shiny material just a little to reveal her black lace bra. Vegeta lapped along the edges of lace; shoving a tongue down into the cup, "Hmmm, a hidden treat" he smirked. "You like that, don't you?" Not waiting for an answer, he continued in one swift motion to unfasten her bra. The weight of full breasts spilled over the top, revealing her nipples already hardened with desire. A gasp escaped her as he captured one bud in his mouth, suckled deeply and savoring the taste of his Woman.

In a low rumbling growl, Vegeta pulled back only to jerk down the rest of Bulma's costume that separated them. Down he plunged, trailing heated kisses along the warmth of her stomach to the little black lace panties. "I'm hungry, Onna." he whispered, the scorching breath licked at her womanhood.

Sharp teeth reached down and ripped off the last wisp of fabric. He grabbed her soft bottom and nuzzled the soft curls that crowned her, taking in the fragrant smell of desire. His lips brushed against the deep folds and then pulled them in for a kiss. When he heard her faint moan, he darted out his tongue to slide in-between the depths of her womanhood. "Very good, but I'm still hungry" and with that the tongue thrust deeper to find her hidden jewel. The tip of the warm tongue lapped the sensitive nub, and then with lightening speed he pushed himself in deeper still and drew it in with his lips, savoring her.

Her thick liquid ran freely as the excitement was building. It was then that the Saiyan Prince thrust his tongue deep into her passage, encircling and surrounding the walls with a velvet touch.

Bulma arched her back with a loud cry, electric sensations vibrating through her spine and her legs. Vegeta knew she was close, and thrust his tongue even deeper as a he took his thumb to caress the jewel.

The silver shooting lights of pleasure racked her body as her climax clutched around his tongue, "Ye---sss, Ve--ge---ta!" she cried. Had Vegeta not been holding her up, she would have collapsed. The very essence of her flowed out and he drank her in eagerly. When he had finished lapping her clean, he sat back with a feral grin, "I expect more than that."

He stood up then, picking up the still trembling Bulma, to lay her down on the soft bed. He joined her, laying quietly next to his Mate as she slowly regained her senses. It was then that Vegeta moved once more to place a savage kiss on her lips. She immediately responded wrapping her fingers into his thick hair, pulling him down fiercely.

Large hands began to roam over the contours of her body once more, teasing her nipples to hardened peaks. Bulma moaned and spread her thighs slightly in need. With a smirk, Vegeta positioned himself above her and with one quick thrust, dove in to the depths of her warmth. ~~Kami, she is beautiful~~ echoed the thoughts in his brain as he pushed in and out of the delicious tightness that was Bulma. His arms wrapped around her as he dove into her, with deep and steady movements. He growled softly as she began to clench against his thrusts, squeezing him everytime he pulled outward.

Bulma was moving with him in matched movement, soft moans increasing to hoarse cries of ecstasy. The sound of her urged Vegeta to delve into her deeper and with more force. He tried to control his own urgency, the electric pleasure ripping through his lips in growls and groans.

Bulma's nails dug into his buttocks. "Woman, now--", he growled and gave a thrust so hard that she lost her breath. She answered each hard, shuddering stroke of his body with frantic movements of her own, crying out for her own release. In gasps beyond words, she arched her entire body hard against him. Her world shook with each move he made.

Both now were gasping raggedly for air, their rocking movements against each other became more violent. Bulma's mouth went wide in a silent cry, as lightening ripped through her. She jerked repeatedly as wave upon wave of pleasure shook her to the very core. Vegeta's body was demanding for release, when he felt her passage gripping in the throws of her climax. He began to move furiously within her and then his whole body tensed, as he exploded inside of her. He threw his head back in a roar of untold pleasure, as he poured out his life, heart, and his soul into Bulma.

Vegeta shuddered releasing slightly more, and then on top of her. He knew he could crush her if he stayed like that, so he cupped her soft bottom, and rolled over onto his back, pulling her with him. He could feel her still quaking with the pleasure and smirked that only she had only ever known this kind of pleasure from him. He began to trace lazy circles on her moist back, relishing the feel of still being buried in that luscious body. He bent to kiss the top of her hair, breathing in the sweet scent of woman from her.

A deep sigh was all that came from her, as she nestled against his warm body and surrendered to sleep. Vegeta looked at her slightly, and chuckled, murmuring, "Aishiteru little weakling," before also giving into sleep.

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