Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Gratitude ❯ Chapter 1

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

My first PWP. My other fics are slow in the making so I thought I'd write a PWP to keep my inspirational drive going and to practice writing lemons. Hope you like it. Or at least don't hate it. No Yamcha in this! Vegeta is slightly OOC but only because he made a deal with the author to stuff his pride in a closet for the time being. Kinda quick kinda sappy deal with it!

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ although if I did I would put a disclaimer on Goku's hair!

Vegeta was trying to meditate in his room at Capsule Corp, but it was more deep thought than anythingelse. The gravity room had become useless as he had reached the highest level on the gravity setting and was so comfortable at the setting it was not a challenge to him.

Luckily Bulma had agreed to build him a better one since she knew he would have to be at his best when the androids appeared. Yet it was taking longer than he wanted and with nothing to do his mind would wander to other things. He tried regular training and meditation, but the more he tried to focus the harder it was. At first it was thoughts of his extinct race and destroyed home, then Frieza's demise and the battle at hand. Yet it was all swept away by one thought....Bulma.

She was the only woman he had had a lot of contact with since he was a child. There were no women in Frieza's army and any relationships were exspressly forbidden, even concubines were scarce. She was beautiful and intelligent, a prize for any man who could deal with her short temper. She was cordial to Vegeta whenever he felt moved to ask something of her. She did everything for him. Other than that he had only watched her from a far, his pride not allowing him to become friends with a human female, but his long distance admiring had turned into an obsession over time.

She was what saturated his mind until he could no longer focus on anything, but her. Her body, her mind, her soul, it was all mystical to him like she was the goddess who could grant him forgivness and mercy. His quest for ultimate power was abruptly put on hold to pine for something of a different substance.

He could sense the woman working on his machine in her lab and all he could think of was, 'I must have her! She will be mine!' Vegeta had a problem though he had never wooed a woman before, he knew nothing of human courtship and mating rituals. All he knew was he wanted her and for her he was willing to throw his pride in a dark closet for now. Suddenly it dawned on him, Bulma's ki signature was the only other one on the compouond. By some act of fate they were completely alone.

Vegeta smirked to himself. 'Now I have you!' He thought mischieviously as he tied up his pride and proceeded to the lab.

Bulma was working diligently on the new gravity machine for Vegeta. She smiled to herself thinking at how proud she was of it and of how happy it would make Vegeta. For some strange reason she liked making Vegeta happy. It was like she wanted to make his dark past a bad dream, by killing it with kindness. He was a cold individual and she often worried what he thought about all the time. She hoped that he would somehow find peace after a life of war, destruction, and slavery. She pitied him and yet...there was something else she felt for him, something that she didn't dare acknowledge.

Vegeta sauntered through the lab's double doors, his stride was confident and his smirk carried a seductive promise. The doors whoosed out when he entered causing Bulma to turn. "Oh Vegeta," She said surprised. She turned all the way around to face him and smiled. "What's brings his highness to my lab?" She asked. She locked gazes with him and a shiver ran down her spine, there was something in his ebony eyes she had never seen before. She prided herself on being able to look right into Vegeta's cold eyes without fear, but now the cold black depths sparkled with lust and she was forced to turn away from him.

Vegeta smelled her anxiousness and uncertainty, he walked smoothly across the room until he was mere inches from her back. "I was just coming to check the progress on my gravity chamber." His voice rang aloof as he spoke, but their close proximity made Bulma shiver again, she was afraid to move knowing they were only a hair's breath apart.

"It's coming along nicely, at this rate it shouldn't be more than two weeks till it's finished." She replied coldly focusing on the work table in front of her instead of on the heat source behind her.

Vegeta leaned his head down to sniff her neck, she smelled delicious, thanks to her coconut body wash. Bulma felt his breath on her neck and she froze, then without warning a furry apendage wrapped itself securely around her waist pulling her flush against Vegeta's chest. She gasped at the contact and was even more surprised when Vegeta's hands ran lovingly up and down her sides. "You know, you work so hard in here for me and you do such a fine job and I never thank you." He whispered into her ear licking the lobe. Suddenly his hands came around to cup her breasts. She placed her hands over his in a half hearted effort to stop him.

"What are you doing?" She asked breathlessly.

'What are you doing?' Vegeta's pride screamed at him, but he pushed the thought away and just went with it. Vegeta continued to massage her breasts and he began to kiss her neck. "I'm thanking you for all your hard work." He mumbled in between kisses. He moved lower to lick her collar bone moving her shirt down over her shoulder and sampling the delicious skin. His hands massaged her breasts and he swayed back and forth for affect as his tail slipped under her lab coat tickling her legs and thighs. He could hear her breathing increase and could smell her evident arousal. "A beautiful, intelligent woman such as yourself deserves to be worshipped." He said in a husky voice as his hands parted her lab coat and pushed it off her gently, leaving her in a tiny tshirt and shorts. Bulma slowly spun around to look at the delirious prince. She braced her hands against the table as his tail massaged her thigh and he kissed her face, all the while tugging at her shirt impatiently.

"Are you feeling alright Vegeta?" Bulma whispered as her lips tried to catch his own which were wandering over her face.

"Yes, as a matter of fact I've never felt better." He gripped her hips tightly and pulled them to meet his own letting her feel his arousal. She gasped when she felt his hardness against her. She wanted him, gods how she wanted him, she'd always wanted him, and here he was giving himself freely to her. She was scared to believe it was real, if it was only a dream she would wake up in a heartbroken state. He tugged gently on her shorts slowly gliding them down her body along with her panties. "Bulma," He whispered with such intensity she was forced to focus on his eyes. "I've never felt this way about anyone. My life has been so full of pain and death that I couldn't bear to even believe that a good existance was possible, until....until..."

Bulma held her breath waiting for his confession. "Until I met you." Bulma bit her lip in surprise and shook her head. Vegeta couldn't see or smell what she was feeling and for a rare moment in his life his body tensed with fear, fear of being rejected. She looked up at him with shining blue eyes and pulled his face down to meet her lips as she seared his soul with a kiss. Vegeta's heart jumped in surprise and joy as the feelings of their mouthes moving together made him feel more content then he ever had in his life. When Bulma pulled away for air she clutched his face and kept eye contact.

"Oh Vegeta," She rasped out. "I want to make you happy. I want to make you forget all the evil that has happened in your life! I want to kiss away all the anger and the hate! I want you and only you! I love you!" He barely registered all she had said before he pulled her into his arms in a passionate embrace. Bulma clutched his shoulders for dear life, burying her head in his chest as he nuzzled her neck. *Cue sappy music!*

After a long moment of tendering cuddling Vegeta began to nip her neck. Bulma moaned in response to his ministrations and his hands began to massage her arms sensually. Bulma found it very unfair that she was half naked and Vegeta still had his training suit on. She grabbed his shoulders and tugged hard pulling it slightly down. Vegeta laughed, "Impatient are we?" He asked grabbing her ass firmly. She jumped and squealed throwing her arms around his neck.

"I want you Vegeta." She breathed desperately.

"You shall never want for anything again my princess." He whispered before picking her up and carrying her off to his room. All the way there they couldn't keep their hands off each other. By the time they got into the room Bulma was naked and Vegeta was hurriedly shrugging off his suit. He tossed her on the bed and once his suit was off he crawled over her, his eyes devouring every inch of her exposed skin. His mouth latched on to her and they shared a passionate kiss. They kissed until they could no longer breath and then Vegeta began kissing down her neck to her collar bone and finally her breasts massaging one side while licking the other. Bulma writed underneath him. Her hands tangled in his hair and she massaged his scalp. He continued to kiss her mid section while his hands traveled down her thighs. He pushed her legs apart with his knee his fingers creeping up her thigh seductively. He could already feel how wet she was for him as he reached her blue patch. He inserted two digits into her clit to spread her nether lips. He smirked devilishly as he pressed on her pleasure bud causing her eyes to roll back in her head and a deep moan to escape her lips. He started to play with it, but she growled in protest. "Vegeta! I want you....now!" She growled out desperately.

Just the sound of her growl made Vegeta's crotch tighten. He had to admit he could no longer stand the teasing either. He positioned himself at her entrance and stared down into her sapphire eyes. She stared back into his obsidian orbs with a look shining with desire and love. "I love you." He breathed as he entered her. He moaned at how tight she was. Her legs immediately wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck as he thrust into her. They soon formed a rythm, moving perfectly together as one. Vegeta sped up the pace and hardened his thrusts, but Bulma never missed a beat it were as if their souls had become one with the joining of their bodies. After what seemed like an eternity of bliss Bulma could take no more and her eyes danced with colors as she screamed out his name. Vegeta followed her with one final thrust and roar his speed spilled into her womb and he bared his fangs to bite down on her neck. She gasped at the unexpected feeling, but suddenly her teeth tingled to feel his blood on them so without a second thought she bit down on his neck. They remained together sucking and licking the wounds on each other's necks for a few moments before Vegeta pulled out and rolled off her holding her close to his chest. Bulma smiled tiredly at him and he pushed her hair from her face.

"Why did we bite each other?" She asked.

Vegeta touched the mark on her neck tenderly and smiled. "This proves that you are my mate and I am yours." He said touching his own mark.

"Mate?! As in like together forever, till death do us part?" Bulma asked excitedly.

"No, not even death can break our bond now, my love." Bulma's eyes shined with tears of joy, but she surpressed them and buried her head in his neck as they cuddled.

"Thank you." She whispered before she drifted off to sleep.

"No thank you, thank you for saving my soul with your love." Vegeta whispered kissing her head before falling into the most peaceful sleep of his life.