Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Chocolate Ice Cream ❯ Waking up Bulma... ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A/N: I already had a chapter five written, and it was actually an end to the story, but seeing as how I wrote this story a while ago, and my thoughts have changed about some things, I'm going to completely rewrite chapter 5, so as to allow the story to continue past it. Just how far past chapter 5 this goes, well, that's up to you, the readers. I really like feedback, so the more feedback I get, the longer I'll keep writing this story. Anyways, without further ado, here's chapter 5...



Vegeta awoke feeling groggy, which was a rather odd feeling to him. He was used to being instantly awake as soon as his eyes were open. Blinking the fog from his eyes, he looked downward, noting that he was still in bed, limbs entangled with the blue-haired onna... More importantly, he was still *inside* her... He blushed at that thought, his lower region throbbing slightly, causing him to groan softly. He shifted slightly, attempting to move from her embrace, but only succeeded in sheathing himself further within her. He shuddered, his breathing becoming slightly shallow. Bulma stirred, her cheeks tinted pink, obviously aroused, but still asleep.

Vegeta was faced with an interesting dilemma... Should he try and remove himself, risking her waking up to see him trying to leave in his current state? Or should he just make the best of a bad situation? Vegeta shook the cobwebs from his head. Who was he kidding, this was a great situation! With Bulma still asleep, he could have her so aroused by the time she woke up that she wouldn't dream of pushing him away... The thought caused a smirk to rise to his lips. And with that, he shifted her gently until he was over her, supporting himself on his arms. He pushed slowly into her, biting down on his bottom lip to keep from moaning. Bulma made a soft whimpering noise in her sleep, her eyes flitting quickly to and fro behind her eyelids. Those noises only served to drive him on, pressing fully into her, grinding his hips gently. He pulled out excruciatingly slowly, unable to hold back a gasp at how amazingly good it felt. Bulma whimpered again, her hips moving up a little as the blush in her cheeks deepened. Vegeta couldn't help but moan softly as he pushed back into her, slightly faster than last time.

Bulma didn't know whether she was awake or asleep. Vegeta was moving in and out of her so slowly.. God, it was torture! It felt so real! If it was a dream, she never wanted to wake up... "Vegeta," she moaned. "Vegeta, please... more," she beseeched him, raising her hips.

As he slid into her, he heard her murmur something softly in her sleep. The next time she spoke, it was unmistakable. "Vegeta, please... more," she whimpered softly, at the same time pushing her hips towards his. Vegeta's eyes almost rolled back in his head as he groaned. He quickened his pace almost involuntarily, lowering his head to suckle and tug gently at her left nipple.

Bulma's eyes fluttered open, and she blinked a few times, trying to clear the haze from them. She had been dreaming, right? Vegeta's tongue flicked mercilessly at her nipple, causing her to arch her back with a gasp. It wasn't a dream. She was waking up to Vegeta's warm body atop hers, ravaging her slowly and thoroughly. Her hands quickly traveled to his shoulders, gripping him as she bucked her hips up to meet his thrust. This was one hell of a way to wake up... She moaned loudly as his pace picked up again.

At her hands on his shoulder, Vegeta looked up to see Bulma's eyes open, looking around dazedly. He smirked, picking up his pace again. "I see you've woken up," he commented huskily. He pulled back for one good hard thrust, then resumed his former pace.

Bulma cried out softly, her nails biting into his shoulders. She nodded back at him. "I see you couldn't wait for me," she smirked.

Vegeta pulled almost all the way out, then slammed into her hard, eliciting a cry of "Oh God!" from Bulma. Something in him loved it when she cried out like that. Bulma let her head fall back, exposing her neck, as his pace neared fever pitch. She was shuddering and moaning softly, obviously getting close to her peak, when something caught Vegeta's eye...

There, on the right side of her neck, was a crimson crescent-shaped wound, very obviously a bite mark... Vegeta's breath caught in his throat as he threw on the brakes, all action coming to a complete halt. He blinked, staring at the scar as if it were death itself, coming to claim his life. //I didn't... I couldn't have!!!// He began to shake slightly with something akin to nervous fear. Like facing a foe he knew he could not overcome...

Bulma, who was virtually teetering on the edge of her release, blinked up at him when he quit moving. Upon seeing the look on his face, she blanched white. What could have scared him like that?! "V-Vegeta," she asked gently.

Vegeta swollowed around a lump that was forming in his throat. //I bit her... I FUCKING MARKED HER!!!// The look on his face turned to anger. Not at her, but at himself. He pulled himself from her, grabbing his shorts and putting them on quickly, but as he strode towards the door, he stopped, and for reasons unbeknownst to him, turned and looked at Bulma. He drew a shaky breath. "I'm... I'm sorry," he nearly whispered. Then, without another word, he exited the room.


Yay, I can now add Angst as a category!!!