Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ If Walls Could Talk ❯ If Walls Could Talk ( One-Shot )

Title: If Walls Could Talk

Author: Killarri

E-mail: killarri@yahoo.com

Rating: R (For lemon)

Summary: A lemony song fic to Celine Dion's "If Walls Could Talk"

Warnings: Lemon and Vegeta might be a little OOC

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ! *sobs* It's true! I don't own it! But I do own an awesome Mirai Trunks key chain. I also don't own the song, "If Walls Could Talk". That is owned by Celine Dion and her record company and whoever wrote the song.

If Walls Could Talk

By Killarri

Can you keep a secret?

Bulma groaned gently easing her tired muscles into the warm massaging spray of the shower. It had been a long day of board meetings for the Capsule Corporation President with men older than her father openly leering at her. After coming home, she prepared dinner for his highness who left after consuming the hoard of food without so much as a thank you. Not that she expected one from him anyway. After cleaning the mountain of dishes left in the wake of the hungry Saiyan, she closed herself off in her lab repairing the mass of training bots that Vegeta demolished on a daily basis. Not that he appreciated anything she did for him. She grumbled something to herself about asshole saiyans reaching for her lavender scented body wash and applied a generous amount on the wash cloth working it into a lather.

These walls keep a secret

That only we know

She smiled suddenly with the thought of the sexy Saiyan Prince. Sure he was an ungrateful ass most of the time, but at night when it was just the two of them, he touched her with a gentleness she would've never thought possible before. But when their secret relationship began two-months prior a lot of her previews views about him were shattered. Bulma didn't mind the secrecy of their relationship. There weren't a whole lot of people who would understand their relationship anyway. Goku would be the only one genuinely happy for her since he was the only Z fighter who believed under Vegeta's bravado the Saiyan Prince actually had a heart.

But how long can they keep it?

Cause we're two lovers who lose control

Bulma sighed tenderly shampooing her silky azure hair. She wondered idly if Vegeta would be joining her this evening or if he was going to spend the night in the gravity room engrossed in another one of his all-night training sessions. He used to do that a lot, spend all night training. But since they began sleeping together, he came in more often that not. Nevertheless, she made sure to leave the balcony door unlocked for him just in case he decided to join her in her bed.

We're two shadows

Chasing rainbows

Behind closed windows

Behind closed doors

Her mind got lost in thoughts of her lover as the steaming water of the shower relaxed her body. How his soft hands ignited fire every place he touched. How the rippling muscles encased in bronze silk felt under her soft touches. His hot breath in her ear as he took her to heights she'd never been to before.

Bulma was so lost in her lustful thoughts she didn't notice the object of her desire enter the steamy shower behind her. He smirked to himself as his dark eyes roamed over every creamy, succulent curve. He stalked up to her slowly hungrily licking his lips before slipping an arm around her thin waist and nipped lightly at the exposed skin of her neck.

If walls could talk

Oh, they would say I want you more

They would say

Hey, never felt like this before

And that you will always be the one for me

She shrieked when she felt a strong arm settle around her waist and she put her hand to her chest in an attempt to calm her raging heart. Turning to face him, she hissed, "Vegeta! You scared the shit out of me."

He chuckled as one hand made small circles on her lower back and the other pulled her soft body against his hard one. "It's not my fault you were so lost in thought you didn't hear me come in."

Her sapphire eyes narrowed dangerously. "You think this is funny? We'll see how funny it is when I drop dead from a heart attack one of these days," she said through the haze of lust clouding her mind. She lost all rational thought as his soft hands roamed her body making her skin tingle in their wake.

Two people making memories

Just too good to tell

And these arms are never empty

When we're lying where we fell

His hands slipped down to her firm bottom gently kneading the soft flesh while his mouth trailed light kisses across her neck and collarbone. She moaned softly her hands burying themselves in his soft raven man. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, and he backed her up until she was up against the cool tile wall.

Vegeta smiled against her lips as his nose picked up the sweet smell of her arousal. He was constantly amazed at the intensity of his desire for her. She was a desire that burned in his veins, one that he was sure he'd never be rid of. Abruptly, he broke their kiss and his mouth explored the smooth skin of her neck and collarbone before coming to her heaving breasts.

We're painting pictures

Making magic

Taking chances

Making love

Bulma moaned as he took a hardened nipple into his mouth nipping it softly and his other hand moved to the neglected breast rolling the nipple in between his thumb and index finger. Her hands moved feverishly exploring the silky skin of his neck and shoulders. Moving lightly down his chest, she smiled and tweaked one of his nipples. He jerked, slightly startled, and looked at her his dark eyes burning with lust. "Naughty woman," he purred seductively and gathered her wrists in one hand pinning them to the shower wall.

If walls could talk

Oh, they would say I want you more

They would say

Hey, never felt like this before

And that you will always be the one for me

Vegeta smirked and returned his mouth to her breast, this time the other one, while with his free hand he slowly trailed down her stomach and lightly brushed her aqua curls. Unable to stop herself, she whimpered and bucked her hips silently begging him. Wanting to prolong her torture, he slowly traced her moist entrance and chuckled against the soft skin of her breast when she thrashed wildly trying to her hands free. I don't think so, woman, he thought in amusement slipping a digit into her moist heat.

If the walls had eyes

My, they would see the love inside

They would see

Me, in your arms in ecstasy

And with every move they'd know I love you so

Oh, I love you so

Bulma moaned loudly when his finger slipped inside of her. He pumped it slowly while his thumb softly stroked the hidden bud of her pleasure. As he slid a second finger in her, his mouth came up to nibble her earlobe and his hot breath spilled across her neck. His skilled hands stoked her faster and Bulma moaned again as she felt herself close to orgasm. "You like that?" His voice purred in her ear deep with lust. Wordlessly, she nodded and closed her eyes as her climax washed over her. She shrieked as her inner muscles contracted around his fingers and her juices gushed onto his hand.

When I'm feeling weak

You give me wings

When the fire has no heat

You light it up again

When I hear no violins

You play my every string

The Saiyan Prince smirked at his flushed lover as she panted recovering from her orgasm. Withdrawing his fingers, his gaze never left hers as he brought them to his mouth and cleaned them of her essence. He lethargically trailed a path of searing hot kisses down the length of her torso pausing to dip inside of her belly button before sluggishly continuing down to her dripping wet entrance.

So stop the press

Hold the news

The secret's safe between me and you

Walls, can you keep a secret?

Bulma hissed in pleasure when Vegeta gently nibbled at her small bud before delving his tongue into her. He started out slowly drinking in her essence and her hands threaded themselves into his soft ebony spikes. "Oh Vegeta." She moaned in absolute ecstasy. Her entire body felt like it was on fire, and every single nerve was overloaded with pleasure. He slammed his tongue in and out of her and she screamed out his name as she came again. Her muscles clenched and her juice flowed into his willing mouth. He reverently lapped up the sugary sweet substance, and stood grinning wolfishly.

If walls could talk

Oh, they would say I want you more

They would say

Hey, never felt like this before

And that you will always be the one for me

Bulma smirked and pushed away from the wall. Coming to rest in front of him, she kissed him passionately as her hands explored his well muscled chest. She slowly trailed butterfly kisses from his neck and shoulders down the length of his torso pausing to nibble on his nipple. Kneeling on the shower floor, Bulma licked the velvety tip of his manhood and smiled hearing him groan. Slowly, she took almost his entire length in her mouth and moved up again just as slowly. She set a torturously slow pace bobbing up and down and her hand wrapped around the base massaging it. His hands tangled in her wet aqua curls and he pushed her deeper. Using her free hand, she cupped his sac and increased her pace delighted in hearing the moans he was no longer able to hold back. His muscles tensed and he growled as he came and she swallowed every last drop.

If the wall had eyes

My, they would see the love inside

They would see

Me, in your arms in ecstasy

And will every move they'd know I love you so

With one hand, Vegeta lifted her underneath her hips and pushed her back into the wall. "Do you want me?" His deep voice rumbled.

Panting, she breathed out. "Yes."

"Forever?" He questioned seriously trapping her in his intense ebony stare.

She gasped in surprise at his question but answered the only way she could. "Only you. I love you."

Vegeta smirked in satisfaction and entered her with one quick thrust and embedded his sharp canines in her throat, marking her as his for all time. Bulma screamed in the unexpected mix of pleasure and pain wrapping her long legs around his waist. He moved slowly at first relishing the way her tight heat surrounded his throbbing erection. She moaned and writhed in the throes of passion. Sensing her climax approaching, he increased his pace and used his free hand to stroke her jewel triggering her release. She screamed as she came and her perfectly manicured nails dug into his shoulders drawing blood, but he didn't care. He thrust hard twice and groaned as her clenching muscles triggered his own release.

Exhausted, they both collapsed to the shower floor too lethargic to move. Panting, she regarded him curiously. "What was with the biting thing?"

Wrapping his arms around his blue haired mate, Vegeta smiled a rare true smile. "It means that you're mine, woman. Forever."

Bulma blinked in confusion. "You mean like married?"

He nodded. "You are my mate as I am yours."

Bulma smiled sweetly at him and gently cupped his cheek. "Good."

Oh, I love you so

AN: Whew! I hope that was alright. It was my first attempt after all. Please, let me know what you think! Email me or catch me on ICQ at number 137056692.