Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Only Have Eyes for You ❯ Check mate or payback's a bitch! ( Chapter 5 )

Smirking, Vegeta walked to the middle of the room and sat down on the floor cross-legged, curling his index finger into a "come-here" gesture. Bulma scowled and turned her back on him, pretending to be very interested in the wallpaper in front of her.

Vegeta seemed to be unfazed as if he was expecting such a reaction and opened the oblong box taking out little objects out in it, arranging them carefully. Bulma couldn't help but take a curious peek with the corner of an eye. When she realised what he was doing she forgot about her act of defiance and spinning around, ran towards Vegeta, taking a seat on the floor in front of him.

He looked up, his little task finished and asked in a mocking voice:

"Are you up to this, woman?"

She smirked rubbing her hands together:

"Of course. Maybe you should ask yourself if you are wise when you challenge a pretty genius like myself to a brain game. You shall soon know the bitter taste of defeat!"

"Is that so?" he inquired, his tone deadly serious laced with threat. "Let's play!"

And so the game of chess began.

Half an hour later, both of them realised that it was going to be a difficult match to win. Bulma had the brains and more experience at playing chess, while Vegeta was a master in the art of strategy and war. However both of them were revelling in the challenge and the thrill of the confrontation. A long silence, punctuated with glares and mocking, defying smirks had fallen between them.

"You are good" Vegeta finally admitted, hiding his pride at his mate's skills. "But not good enough."

Bulma just smirked and fought the impulse to cross her arms.

'Hm, being so close to Vegeta is really starting to take its toll on me. Dende, I wonder how am I going to behave in a year or two. Wait a minute, am I really considering the possibility of me being around Vegeta in the future? Well, he is kinda cute. And he's got a very, very nice butt. Strangely, I actually enjoy spending time with him. He's fun to be with in his grumpy way, but still…it's too dangerous. What if he flips again and gets violent?'

Bulma's musing over the possibility of a relation with Vegeta proved to be fatal for her knight, deviously taken by the prince.

Without even realising, Bulma pouted upset for letting the guard down and this time it was Vegeta's turn to loose a piece as he was fighting the impulse to kiss her. The small victory lit Bulma's face like a Christmas tree and this is when he made his move.

"This is getting really boring" Vegeta spoke out in a monotonous tone "Let's spice it up a little bit."

Probably under normal circumstances, she would have had a second thought. Or maybe not; the truth is that she got overconfident for whatever reason and plunged headfirst.

"Ok, let's do it. What do you suggest?"

"Let me think about it" Vegeta lied smoothly, as he had a long-established plan to begin with. " How about when I win you stop this nonsense and you behave like a proper mate."

Bulma practically could feel her blood turning into lava. 'When I win? When I win? Just who does he think he is?'

"No" she replied "when I win you will let me out of here".

"Very well, woman." he agreed, happy that the things were going as he had planned. So far he had figured out everything, including the woman's request.

And the match went on according to the Saiyan's plan. He had figured out a way to win it, speculating his mate's weaknesses. First of all he did all the moves to suggest a clever plan, yet one that could be deciphered by the woman. He even noticed the quick glint in her eyes as she figured out his plan. Of course, once that happened she totally forgot about defence and went straight for the kill.

"Aha!" she cried out happily as she moved her Queen. "Check mate!"

She looked up, frowning as she saw Vegeta smirking.

He was just staring with a mischief look in his eyes. Why the hell was he acting like that? She had just won the game!

Taking a long breath, Bulma concentrated on the board again, re-doing the steps meticulously. Panicking slightly as she realised why the prince was so calm. She couldn't believe she could have been so foolish! She had been so happy that she figured out his plan that she didn't realise Vegeta had too much experience in planning as to let himself be "read" so easily. And now…now she lost. He just had to move his queen and break her check and then with a simple move of the knight the game would be over. His victory was unstoppable now.

As realisation came upon her, she raised her eyes to meet Vegeta staring at her with a strange look. Biting her lower lip she realised that he was really going to make her keep her part of the deal and behave like a proper mate. What does he mean by mate, anyway? Dende, how did this kind of thing happen to her?

She slumped her shoulders in defeat, waiting for his ending move, sealing her fate. She watched as if in slow motion as his powerful fingers moved towards the Queen, moving it… to B3?

"It seems that neither of us won this game, woman." He breathed out, still staring at her.

Bulma couldn't believe that he actually did that. He had her and they both knew it, and yet he proved to be more sensitive than anyone would have given him credit for. She looked again at the black-and-white board, at the remaining pieces, smiling as she saw the fine dust that was once white pieces. Every time he took one of her pieces he turned it into dust. Surprisingly, Bulma was not upset about that, quite the contrary, she felt that this action suited him nicely.

She was still smiling at his unexpected gentleness and, feeling a little in debt she leaned over the board and gave him a little pick on the lips. Or at least, that was her intention.

When she tried to retreat, Vegeta's hand wound itself in her hair as his other hand grabbed her arm roughly, pulling her into his lap. Her protest was lost as his tongue delved into her mouth hungrily. She sighed mentally and started kissing him back, knowing that when he was in this kind of mood there was little she could do to stop him.

'This is goood!' she mused to herself as they started a more thoroughly body search. 'And I can feel it's good for him too' Her lips curled under his his as she rocked her hips against the hardness forming in his pants.

"Vege….ta….aah, .. wha….at's a…. maa…te?" she inquired as she started sucking on his lobe satisfied that she was getting the same treatment.

"You" he replied quickly; too busy with his ministrations to elaborate on the meaning of the word `mate'.

"Aaah" she cried out in pain as Vegeta pushed her down on the floor, forgetting about the chess pieces. Bulma winced again as she felt them biting into the soft skin of her back. Her yelp got him out of his daze and he curled his hand around her waist lifting her up slightly as she wrapped her arms around her neck.

The offending objects that hurt his mate were gone in a blink of an eye and for a moment Bulma panicked at feeling the heat of the ki ball so close to her back. Her instinctive reaction was to tighten her legs around his waist, whimpering softly.

His hands were up on her back again, ripping the spandex suit, leaving her bare back on the cold floor, soothing the pain. Strangely, he made no move to remove the front part, opting instead for kissing her breast through the fabric, nipping on them and sucking at the hardened nubs, visible through the dark blue material.

She moaned as she felt the heat between her legs growing to unbearable highs.

"Ve..vegeta ….aah..c'mon…don't tease" she pleaded trying to undress him.

"Ah ah ah" he chastised softly "Hands off" he whispered, gently prying her hands off.

"You control freak!" she moaned, giggling as he softly bit her tummy.

Even for a trained martial artist like Vegeta it was impossible to arch more. He unhooked her legs from his waist, pushing her body forward so that he could remove the bottom half of the suit. His tongue delved into her womanly core, making her cry out and pushing herself towards his talented mouth.

He smirked as he decided to do something that he knew she would appreciate; taking the little bud in between his lips he started purring softly. One of his hands was holding her writhing hips in place while the other was placed in between her breast, preventing her from lifting up the floor.

The rumble set the nerve endings on fire. She was peaking, she could feel the pressure growing and when she was sure she was heading to an explosive bliss he stopped.

She moaned her disappointment through her daze as he crawled on top of her. He kissed the top of her nose, letting her calm down a little before pushing two fingers inside of her, softly rubbing her silky inner walls, careful not to let her come.

"Oohh…Ve..ge…taahhh!" she smiled seductively at him, pulling him down for a soft kiss. He broke the kiss, and lift up slightly, watching her. She was breathing harshly, her normally pale cheeks were reddened and her eyes had turned into an almost violet shade, clouded with lust.

Once again, as she was getting closer and closer, he stopped again, breaking the rhythm of his fingers, pulling them out and lifting them so they were in between their faces. With one finger slick with her liquids he slowly traced her upper lip, then her lower one. She looked like a kitten just before eating the canary. The tip of her tongue carefully followed his finger, as she cleaned her lips. Growing bolder, one of her hands caught his retreating wrist and brought his hand back to her lips. She caught his other finger between her teeth and sucked on it softly, flickering her tongue around it. She would normally find this activity silly, although for obvious reasons guys seemed to like it. But now the taste of herself combined with the expression on his face almost made her go over edge.

Vegeta pulled his finger out of her mouth and kissed her passionately as she wrapped herself around him. Still disappointed at him being fully clothed.

"Payback's a bitch, " he whispered unexpectedly and the next moment he was off her on his way to the door.

"Vegeta, come back!" she whined at the sudden loss. "What are you doing?"

He stopped for a moment to look back at her, fighting the urge to comply with her request. She looked so inviting as she lay there sprawled on the floor, her softness a strong contrast with the hardness of the floor.

Turning his back on her again he went out the door, forcing out a mocking laughter.

The meaning of his words hit her full force, almost casting away her excitement. 'Payback? Oh, the bastard!' she growled as she decided that if she didn't let out the pent up sexual energy things would get ugly.

'Ooohhh, I hate you Vegeta! That's the second time today you made me touch myself…"

Some time later:

Vegeta was nervously pacing through the GR, grumbling unhappily as his erection wouldn't give up under the pressure of the increased gravity. He was really considering jerking off, angry with the woman for making him go back methods of his teenage years.

Well, she had it coming…not literally of course … for the little show she put on this morning. Yeah, let her get a taste of her own medicine, to see how it feels like to be all hot and ready for some action and then to get rejected.

'Maybe, I've been too tough on her. After all I could just have taken her and that would have been the end of this little game, although I did enjoy it. Yeah, I should have punished her some other day; after all we'll have a lifetime together. Good thing I've trained the brat in the morning, I am not in the mood to explain a hard-on.

He punched the imaginary Kakarrot some more and found that today it wasn't as enjoyable as ususal.

"Enough is enough" he suddenly spoke out covering the soft humming of the GR. " I will put an end to this situation."

Meanwhile:

"Dende, I swear ……huh that man! Just when I was ready to cut him some slack he does that. I should have known he would want revenge. And to think I was ready to accept him! No, this little game of his ends now. Although….. I guess I wouldn't mind having some more interactions with him. After all we have a baby together and everybody deserves a second chance. If I really think about it I never gave him a first chance to begin with. Yep, I kinda used him so I guess I could understand why he was so upset when I told him he will be a father. Of course that doesn't justify him hitting me, although technically he didn't hit me, he just pushed me. Well, it still hurt like hell!" Bulma muttered as she double-checked the knots. She had improvised a rope from the bed sheets and now she was summoning up her courage to climb down on it. The height wasn't too big, but if she should did fall she would break a bone or two, maybe worse.

"Ok, girl, go for it!" her old enthusiasm sprung back as she started her slow descent on the improvised rope. She even started giggling softly, grateful that Vegeta had so many spandex suits. Imagine if she would appear half naked in the kitchen. "Ah, I will scold mom and dad so that they will be worried sick next time I disappear for ten minutes! They didn't even bother to look for me in the house!"

Unaware of Bulma's bright disposition, the wind started picking up. It was late autumn after all. Bulma who was in such a hurry to get out she had not foreseen the wind's intervention.

That combined with her not paying attention to the task at hand made her loose her grip on the fabric and with a high gasp she started her rapid descent towards the grass below.