Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I just want to feel ❯ At Last . . . ( Chapter 11 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Moon Bunny8 
Smut!!! Is this the end?...
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.29.2007 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 808 | Status: Work In Progress
Smut!!! Is this the end?...
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.29.2007 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 808 | Status: Work In Progress
A/N: Hello again and good bye, my loyal subjects… Ha!
This is the last you’ll be hearing of me for a while…
We’ll just be on to the story, there will be a brief author’s note waiting to be read afterwards.
*Warning: Finally! There is a bit of smut ahead, so if you feel offended by it, just skip to the end of the page. Again I ask you that if you do have a problem with it, let me know
This is the last you’ll be hearing of me for a while…
We’ll just be on to the story, there will be a brief author’s note waiting to be read afterwards.
*Warning: Finally! There is a bit of smut ahead, so if you feel offended by it, just skip to the end of the page. Again I ask you that if you do have a problem with it, let me know
DO NOT REPORT IT
I’ll change it.
Disclaimer: I do not own them and who ever dares to think otherwise (bless you! ^sniffs^) is out of their minds…
Disclaimer: I do not own them and who ever dares to think otherwise (bless you! ^sniffs^) is out of their minds…
I Just Want To Feel
At Last…
At Last…
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“Just for tonight Woman… I just want to feel…”
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His hands were everywhere.
She felt them gripping at her waist, then slowly but forcibly gliding up and inwards untying the sash that held closed her bathrobe.
His hands caressed her back inside her now opened bathrobe that still hanged from her body in some false sense of modesty.
The towel around his waist fell forgotten to the floor as he pulled one of her legs around his thigh and she instinctively lifted her other leg so that she straddled him while in his arms.
Their mouths parted for a short while, only to plant a few heated kisses to the other's upper body and met once more.
He moved with her in his arms until he reached the bed and lowered her on it with him following suit on top of her.
Bulma was in heaven. Vegeta's kisses were driving her to the brink of insanity and back.
Then it all stopped and she opened her eyes to see him leaning back on his haunches, eyes wide as he ran his hands from her legs to her breasts and back again. Admiring her body as a child would a new toy.
The sight provoked such tenderness inside her that she got up and kneeled in front of him, took his hands in hers and looked him straight in the eyes.
"Take me, my Prince." She saw him hesitate and reiterated with a "please..."
He finally complied with an almost inaudible, "Hnn." As she guided his hands back to her breasts.
Her hands came up, almost of their own accord, to thread through his hair and pulled his face to her chest and he eagerly took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked on it. Slowly at first and then harder each time as she moaned.
Sparks. Static. Shock.
Everything was muddled in a mess of moans and sighs as the sounds of kisses filled the otherwise silent chamber.
And just like that, her robe was gone and she felt more than saw his hand shaking slightly as he guided himself to her opening. Intent on finishing off what they had started long ago once and for all before any more interruptions could appear out of nowhere as they usually did.
Their eyes met and she saw, not for the first time, how vulnerable the proud prince could be.
For a moment his eyes were unguarded, uncertain. Then just as suddenly resolve flashed through them as he pulled back and roughly thrust into her with such fore that left them both frozen in the act.
Bulma saw white as she felt the strange mix of pain and pleasure. She could feel him trembling with barely contained desire and rocked slightly against him, urging him on.
He thrust back. Slowly this time, letting out a grunt that ended in a sigh while doing so.
His confidence increased with each movement and his eyes sparkled with a newfound realization that Bulma could not fathom.
Still, she felt as if he was holding himself back. Trying his best to hide behind a mask that was already slipping.
Her hand went down to cup his backside, urging him onwards.
"Let go Vegeta..." Her voice was laden with desire. "Let it all go, my Prince..."
Vegeta let out a loud grunt as a soft glow emanated from him and surrounded them both. For once, forgetting all greed and giving her the power her body needed to sustain as he wildly began thrusting with an unchecked passion that left her breathless.
He slammed into her harder and harder each time. And in minutes she came swiftly, her whole body shuddering with violent spasms as she let out his name in a breathy moan that turned into a scream.
Their eyes never broke contact and he came soon after, with a feral growling as her inner walls clenched him when she came once more in record time.
They came down from their pleasure induced high with him still thrusting slowly in and out of her. Until he finally came to a stop.
That was when he saw it.
Her eyes softened immediately and regarded him with an emotion that seem too much like adoration to him.
"I'm yours." Her voice a mere whisper.
She wore a silly, content smile on her face and the way that she was looking at him sent chills down his spine and made all the alarm bells in his brain go off.
He instinctively drew away. Hiding behind his mask of indifference once again.
She felt him tense and draw into himself. Her stomach dropped.
Her eyes watered and he recoiled at the sight as if burned.
Getting up, he put on his suit that was lying on a chair by the window and flew out into the night as if death itself were chasing him.
And Bulma was left alone on the cold bed sorting through what had just happened.
“Vegeta.” A lone word whispered into the night, laced with such questioning sorrow, that any other would’ve stopped in his tracks, but not the proud Prince.
Frieza always told him that his pride would be his downfall.
Well, it seemed that even in death, that odious lizard would still haunt him. Because try as he might, that was all he had left and he would be dead himself before he could completely let go of it.
Who would’ve thought that such a small thing could bring down such a great man. Just one little word, but still one of the seven deadly sins.
Pride.
Just one word, but what an effect it had.
Alone once again…
Two hours went by and there she was… alone in the same place he had left her, staring at the same spot he had disappeared through. Hoping, waiting, anticipating… expecting him to burst in at any moment to demand something, anything.
Yet another hour and there she was.
Alone, still...
But realization was a bitch and it started to dawn on her clouded mind, the fact that Vegeta was not coming back. He had taken the GR. He was not training at all. He had launched into space and he was gone.
He was gone.
No longer there.
Nor anywhere on Earth.
GONE.
He went away. The coward ran away. He dared to flee and literally took flight, hastily, almost crashing in the process. All just to elude her; to get away from her.
‘Why?’ Was the only thing her usually eloquent brain came up with.
No matter how many times she thought it through, Bulma still could not believe what had just transpired.
Sure, she knew that there would be some form of denial present in Vegeta’s behavior after their coupling. She even had been prepared to receive a few demeaning insults from his part.
But not this.
Never in a million years had she expected this loud silence that followed his brisk departure.
Not even the faint humming of the GR could be heard, because it just wasn’t there anymore. It was floating somewhere in space along with her heart, which had been ripped from her chest to go along for the ride.
“He will come back.” Hopeful words that echoed in the stillness of the room. As she lay back down on the bed.
Her pillow still smelled of him, every part of her body instantly ached because of it. She pulled it close, to be able to smell the heady scent all night long, maybe then she would sleep well.
She tried to hold them back as hard as she could, but the tears spilled out, seemingly out of their own volition they came streaming down in strong currents from her eyes. And she cried herself to sleep, repeating her whispered mantra over and over again, until it was ingrained in her mind.
“He will come back again. He will come back, I know he will.”
FIN
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A/N:< br>
‘He will come back…’
You guys know that he will come back, so don’t fret boys and girls!
Our Saiyan Prince will return once more. . .
. . . If I ever get up my beautiful procrastinating ass and write the sequel!
^^Insert evil laughter here^^
No, really. I wanted to apologize for neglecting this story for so long and taking for over a year to upload the ‘final’ chapter.
I know it is hurried and there is still a lot of developing left hanging. That is why I was thinking of a sequel, but I’m not sure I can sit down and dedicate all the time that new baby would demand.
So maybe I’ll just do an epilogue instead… I had such great plans for this story. I guess they’ll be left on paper until I get enough spare time to work on it again.
^Sigh^
You guys tell me what you think. And always remember to read & review…
P.S. Thank you. To all of you who waited. To all of you who reviewed, you know who you are. It was you guys who urged me on and gave me the necessary conviction to write this ‘last’ chapter. To at least achieve a false sense of closure until I get the story going again.
Love to all of you –XOXO-
Hugs and Kisses from the flower field,
~ Kaemon ?
“Just for tonight Woman… I just want to feel…”
~ ~ ~ ~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
His hands were everywhere.
She felt them gripping at her waist, then slowly but forcibly gliding up and inwards untying the sash that held closed her bathrobe.
His hands caressed her back inside her now opened bathrobe that still hanged from her body in some false sense of modesty.
The towel around his waist fell forgotten to the floor as he pulled one of her legs around his thigh and she instinctively lifted her other leg so that she straddled him while in his arms.
Their mouths parted for a short while, only to plant a few heated kisses to the other's upper body and met once more.
He moved with her in his arms until he reached the bed and lowered her on it with him following suit on top of her.
Bulma was in heaven. Vegeta's kisses were driving her to the brink of insanity and back.
Then it all stopped and she opened her eyes to see him leaning back on his haunches, eyes wide as he ran his hands from her legs to her breasts and back again. Admiring her body as a child would a new toy.
The sight provoked such tenderness inside her that she got up and kneeled in front of him, took his hands in hers and looked him straight in the eyes.
"Take me, my Prince." She saw him hesitate and reiterated with a "please..."
He finally complied with an almost inaudible, "Hnn." As she guided his hands back to her breasts.
Her hands came up, almost of their own accord, to thread through his hair and pulled his face to her chest and he eagerly took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked on it. Slowly at first and then harder each time as she moaned.
Sparks. Static. Shock.
Everything was muddled in a mess of moans and sighs as the sounds of kisses filled the otherwise silent chamber.
And just like that, her robe was gone and she felt more than saw his hand shaking slightly as he guided himself to her opening. Intent on finishing off what they had started long ago once and for all before any more interruptions could appear out of nowhere as they usually did.
Their eyes met and she saw, not for the first time, how vulnerable the proud prince could be.
For a moment his eyes were unguarded, uncertain. Then just as suddenly resolve flashed through them as he pulled back and roughly thrust into her with such fore that left them both frozen in the act.
Bulma saw white as she felt the strange mix of pain and pleasure. She could feel him trembling with barely contained desire and rocked slightly against him, urging him on.
He thrust back. Slowly this time, letting out a grunt that ended in a sigh while doing so.
His confidence increased with each movement and his eyes sparkled with a newfound realization that Bulma could not fathom.
Still, she felt as if he was holding himself back. Trying his best to hide behind a mask that was already slipping.
Her hand went down to cup his backside, urging him onwards.
"Let go Vegeta..." Her voice was laden with desire. "Let it all go, my Prince..."
Vegeta let out a loud grunt as a soft glow emanated from him and surrounded them both. For once, forgetting all greed and giving her the power her body needed to sustain as he wildly began thrusting with an unchecked passion that left her breathless.
He slammed into her harder and harder each time. And in minutes she came swiftly, her whole body shuddering with violent spasms as she let out his name in a breathy moan that turned into a scream.
Their eyes never broke contact and he came soon after, with a feral growling as her inner walls clenched him when she came once more in record time.
They came down from their pleasure induced high with him still thrusting slowly in and out of her. Until he finally came to a stop.
That was when he saw it.
Her eyes softened immediately and regarded him with an emotion that seem too much like adoration to him.
"I'm yours." Her voice a mere whisper.
She wore a silly, content smile on her face and the way that she was looking at him sent chills down his spine and made all the alarm bells in his brain go off.
He instinctively drew away. Hiding behind his mask of indifference once again.
She felt him tense and draw into himself. Her stomach dropped.
Her eyes watered and he recoiled at the sight as if burned.
Getting up, he put on his suit that was lying on a chair by the window and flew out into the night as if death itself were chasing him.
And Bulma was left alone on the cold bed sorting through what had just happened.
“Vegeta.” A lone word whispered into the night, laced with such questioning sorrow, that any other would’ve stopped in his tracks, but not the proud Prince.
Frieza always told him that his pride would be his downfall.
Well, it seemed that even in death, that odious lizard would still haunt him. Because try as he might, that was all he had left and he would be dead himself before he could completely let go of it.
Who would’ve thought that such a small thing could bring down such a great man. Just one little word, but still one of the seven deadly sins.
Pride.
Just one word, but what an effect it had.
Alone once again…
Two hours went by and there she was… alone in the same place he had left her, staring at the same spot he had disappeared through. Hoping, waiting, anticipating… expecting him to burst in at any moment to demand something, anything.
Yet another hour and there she was.
Alone, still...
But realization was a bitch and it started to dawn on her clouded mind, the fact that Vegeta was not coming back. He had taken the GR. He was not training at all. He had launched into space and he was gone.
He was gone.
No longer there.
Nor anywhere on Earth.
GONE.
He went away. The coward ran away. He dared to flee and literally took flight, hastily, almost crashing in the process. All just to elude her; to get away from her.
‘Why?’ Was the only thing her usually eloquent brain came up with.
No matter how many times she thought it through, Bulma still could not believe what had just transpired.
Sure, she knew that there would be some form of denial present in Vegeta’s behavior after their coupling. She even had been prepared to receive a few demeaning insults from his part.
But not this.
Never in a million years had she expected this loud silence that followed his brisk departure.
Not even the faint humming of the GR could be heard, because it just wasn’t there anymore. It was floating somewhere in space along with her heart, which had been ripped from her chest to go along for the ride.
“He will come back.” Hopeful words that echoed in the stillness of the room. As she lay back down on the bed.
Her pillow still smelled of him, every part of her body instantly ached because of it. She pulled it close, to be able to smell the heady scent all night long, maybe then she would sleep well.
She tried to hold them back as hard as she could, but the tears spilled out, seemingly out of their own volition they came streaming down in strong currents from her eyes. And she cried herself to sleep, repeating her whispered mantra over and over again, until it was ingrained in her mind.
“He will come back again. He will come back, I know he will.”
FIN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N:< br>
‘He will come back…’
You guys know that he will come back, so don’t fret boys and girls!
Our Saiyan Prince will return once more. . .
. . . If I ever get up my beautiful procrastinating ass and write the sequel!
^^Insert evil laughter here^^
No, really. I wanted to apologize for neglecting this story for so long and taking for over a year to upload the ‘final’ chapter.
I know it is hurried and there is still a lot of developing left hanging. That is why I was thinking of a sequel, but I’m not sure I can sit down and dedicate all the time that new baby would demand.
So maybe I’ll just do an epilogue instead… I had such great plans for this story. I guess they’ll be left on paper until I get enough spare time to work on it again.
^Sigh^
You guys tell me what you think. And always remember to read & review…
P.S. Thank you. To all of you who waited. To all of you who reviewed, you know who you are. It was you guys who urged me on and gave me the necessary conviction to write this ‘last’ chapter. To at least achieve a false sense of closure until I get the story going again.
Love to all of you –XOXO-
Hugs and Kisses from the flower field,
~ Kaemon ?