Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Comfort Where You Least Expect It ❯ Chapter 1: Bulma's POV ( Chapter 1 )

Comfort Where You Least Expect It

Chapter 1: Bulma's POV

Rating: R

Pairing(s): None. I'm not counting fantasies. O_o

Warnings: Masturbation

Disclaimer: Don't own. Nuff said.

It's been weeks, hell, months since Vegeta and I made love. Why? Because of his

vigorous training of our teenage son, and the new experiments I have concocted. I've been sitting here in this lab, for only kami knows how long studying the saiyan blood type and genetics. Wearily, I feel myself nodding off and decide that its time for a snack, a shower and then some sleep.

Yawing, my feet trudge into the kitchen were I find some cookies and shove them into my mouth as I lean against the counter, staring into the night through the open kitchen window. Staring at the gravity chamber where Goku & Vegeta spar late into the night. Steamy images of a sweat covered Vegeta punching and kicking furiously at an equally sweaty Goku float through my mind as I munch on my late night snack.

Wait a minute….Goku? When have I started fantasizing about him? Well, he has been around a lot….ever since Chi-Chi's death he's been out here constantly, sparring Vegeta. Not that I don't adore Vegeta, I can never get tired of him. But, having another saiyan male around the house so often is…a refreshing change. Two incredibably sexy men under one roof.

Those taught, sinewy muscles flexing under sweat coated skin…. I shiver visibly at this thought. Damn. Now I need a cold shower. I march upstairs and step into the bathroom, quickly taking off my clothes and dropping them on the floor. The cleaning bots will get them I suppose.

My pale form gingerly steps into the shower, the hot water cascading over my body as my thoughts drift back to the saiyan men outside training. How I yearn to feel Vegeta's touch…..my hand smoothly slides down my stomach. How deliciously innocent Goku seems….I would like to corrupt him myself….my hand slides into the a tangle of soft blue curls as I rear my head back, letting the hot water soak my hair, letting it stream down my curvaceous body.

One pale digit gazes my clit, I moan lowly and continue, another digit stroking my slit while my thumb flicks my clit in earnest. I wantonly arch my back against my hand and moan loudly, not caring who hears. I haven't had a release in a very long time. I need this. My ministrations quicken as sensual images of myself riding on top of my prince feverishly, clutching the sheets in the throes our passion.

With a stifled scream, I climax and smile as I lean against the tiled shower wall. Riding the waves of pleasure still coursing though my body. With a satisfied sigh, I turn of the shower and dry myself off, wrapping the towel around my steaming body, walking out of the bathroom and into the kitchen only to bump into a tall hard wall of sweaty, saiyan muscle. Goku.

Vejitawoman: Hehe…so what'd y'all think?? You can review if you want, I don't care….I'm writing this for enjoyment, but reviews are still nice. =) Chapter 2 coming soon. Goku's POV.

I was writing another story called "Someone To Love You" but it wasn't doing well, & I wasn't having fun writing about my life, so I trashed it ^_^; sorry, I know I had a few fans, but I had to do it. It was bugging me O_o maybe I'll continue it someday.

Untill next time! ^_^

Ja ne'