Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Corruption ❯ Corruption Gone Right ( Chapter 5 )

Corruption by: Stacey Meyer

Disclaimer: I own a pillow with SSJ Goku on it and a ton of DBZ posters and wall scrolls… Yay! Oh, and I own this story.

Warnings: Hmm… Sexual Content / Language

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Rating: 'R' for things involving Vegeta's hot ass… hehe.

A/N: This is the final chapter of the Corruption saga!! And let's just remember that this was originally intended to be a one-shot, but I got a little carried away with it, and that's probably the main reason I haven't finished it until now. That and college is a bitch. And yes, I promise to write and finish more stories and I might even get Contraband finished and posted! Woohoo! Hope you like it, no matter how unforgivably late this update is… ehehehehe… oh well… Have fun and enjoy!

Chapter Five: "Corruption Gone Right"

Kami, when I see him looking at me like that… I have to suppress the shudder threatening to consume my body under his piercing gaze. It makes me want to bolt for the door and jump his bones all at once. Damn sexy Saiya-jin, just has to be so hot.

I nearly let a growl escape my lips before pulling myself together. Heh, well, I wouldn't call it pulling myself together because I almost instantly jump on Vegeta, pushing him to fall back onto his bed, and smother him with searing kisses. His face is a mix between shock and befuddlement, and I can't help but giggle at the priceless look. So, the little prince wouldn't expect me to do that, huh? He's in for quite a surprise…

Finally he gets over the initial shock and flips me over to be underneath him on the blood red cotton sheets and he places his large hands on either side of me in the push-up position. He looks at me, searching for something. However, I can't exactly place the look on his flawless face. Sure, the lust is there, but it's something more borderline of passion and madness.

He lifts his coal colored eyes to meet my own blue ones and his mouth hints at a scowl. I sit up slightly, closing in on the limited space between our bodies. Our faces are mere inches away from each other, and I can feel his hot breath on my exposed neck, turning me on even more so. A snarl erupts from inside his throat and he closes the space between our lips until they are only a breath away. I can almost taste his sweet, yet masculine flavor on my lips as I rasp out his name on a ragged breath. He growls again, and I take his full lower lip in-between my teeth and graze the sensitive flesh enticingly. Kami, I love that sound! Before I have time to continue about how much I love the sound of Vegeta's growls, he separates his damning lips from mine and brings them down to my neck, eliciting a moan of pleasure from my own corrupted lips. I claw my nails down his back and wish there weren't so many barriers between us.

Apparently reading my mind, he starts to unbutton my blouse at a torturing pace. His rogue lips have yet to separate from my neck, ensuring a nasty hickey in the morning. To hell with the hickey, though. I couldn't care less if I looked like a monster in the morning if it meant having this night of pleasure.

Finally, the last button comes undone from my shirt and Vegeta raises me from the bed to remove the article of clothing. It is tossed aside carelessly as he takes more time to examine my bra and the flesh that is filling it. His calloused hands rub up my sides and to the undersides of my breasts and he strokes my skin softly. Course fingers trace the lacy features of my bra, sending a tingle of desire crashing through me. Reaching for the snap on the front that is the only thing separating him from my bare flesh, he brings his mouth down to kiss the skin left exposed from the safety of my bra.

Before I know it, the snap is undone and the white straps are being removed from my shoulders. He haphazardly throws it behind him and I mentally note to retrieve it from his fan before going back to my room. I can feel his eyes devouring my chest and when I dare to glance up at his face, lust is the dominant feature possessed within his black eyes.

I open my mouth to say his name, but come up short when his fingers stroke one of my nipples. A deep moan comes from inside my chest and I arch my chest higher, offering it to his torturing hands. Taking his sweet ass time, he leisurely explores the expanse of my chest. At first he only uses the tips of his fingers, bringing chills of excitement up and down my body, but then his devilish mouth captures one of my hardened nipples in his mouth. Oh sweet Kami! If he keeps doing that I won't be able to have my fun with him.

Precarious of my situation, I grab his face and pull it to mine. He doesn't look too happy that I ruined his fun, but this is my show and I'm doing this how I want to do it! Ever mindful of that never-ending scowl, I strategically place light kisses at the corners of his lips, hoping to diminish the look. Fully determined to get him equally naked as I am, he lets me flip us over and I straddle his waist. I tug at the blue spandex suit and free his arms from it as I pull it down his rock hard chest.

A gasp of shock erupts from within me as I take in his chest. Several light scars cover the bulk of his tanned flesh and instantly, my mouth lowers to probe one of the larger scars that reaches from his pec to the middle of his solid abs. Unable to resist, my tongue swirls over his dark nipple and the taste of Vegeta is absolutely sinful. A mixture of sweat and man has never tasted so delightfully wonderful. I gasp in surprise and pleasure as he takes my hips in his hands and kneads the flesh lightly. He then brings me down on his own hips and grinds me against him, letting me feel his readiness for me. A flush of desire courses through my veins and I tug my skirt and underwear off kick them to the side. He also hurriedly rids himself of his training suit and pulls me under him once more. His tongue licks the flesh underneath my earlobe and my hands skim across his glorious ass, causing a wicked smile to form on my face. I do love the man's ass.

He enters me with such passion that the breath is knocked from my body. I dare not move, lest my corrupted senses take over, leaving me without reason. My own body betrays my common sense as I gently move my hips towards his. He takes my invitation for what it is and starts to rock his hips against mine. A hot flush consumes me as the pressure slowly builds up inside of me. I rake my teeth against his earlobe, enticing him to corrupt me even further into oblivion. Any thoughts of treachery against Yamcha diminish as he thrusts into me faster and harder, sending quakes through me. Trying my damnedest, I attempt to keep up with his pace, but I come up lacking. Instead of keeping on trying, I wrap my arms around his neck and bring his head down so I can kiss his lips.

His tongue swirls inside my mouth, and I can feel the white hot pressure forming deep inside me. I close my eyes, welcoming the excruciating pleasure that bordered on pain. All coherent ideas slip through my mind as he brings me closer and closer to the edges of fulfillment. Finally, I slip over the edge and fall hard and fast headfirst into an amazing burst of pleasure as my orgasm washes over me. Still coherent enough to remember to breathe, I feel him thrust into me a final time as he slips into the pleasures of his own orgasm.

He collapses onto me, but I can feel nothing but the pleasure he gave to me. I run my fingers through his hair and he groans in pleasure. I can feel him getting hard again and I finally realize that corruption has never felt so good.

A/N: So…. It's done! I probably won't write a sequel to this because I'm too lazy, but I really wanted to finish this, so I did. Hope you all enjoyed it.