Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lemon Squares ❯ Ingrdient : Confectionate Sugar ( Chapter 6 )
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By: moonsaiyanprincess 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.11.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 904 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.11.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 904 | Status: Work In Progress
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Me no own DBZ. Now Brianna mad!
Sup people's. This was *supposed to be a one shot, but my sick mind has twisted it into a 6 chapter thingy. *sigh* Enjoy, this all happens in one day.
Chapter 6
Time : Night (10:00 PM)
Ingrdient : Confectionate Sugar
Vegeta grumbled to himself, this day not been nothing but a waist in his training and numerous hardon's. He walked inside the kitchen and saw that dinner was being served, just for the two of them. He sighed and sat down, not wanting to look at Bulma, he just stared at the spot where his plate of food was supposed to go.
Bulma shoved the plate infront of Vegeta and placed her plate on her side of the table, she sat down and grabbed her fork and digged in. Vegeta growled and did the same, trying to make as much noises wih his eating to annoy Bulma. She tried as well, and the room was filled with smacks and burps. Bulma finished first and smirked, she stood up and walked to the oven.
She bent over and opened the oven door, letting the hot wind whip her bangs furiously, then brought the lemon squares out and let them cooled. She got a knife and started to cut the hot block into squares. She blew on it and turned back to Vegeta.
"The lemon squares will be done soon"
"I don't care about the temperature of the things woman!" Vegeta said as he was getting up.
"Touch them and I'll....I'll"
"You'll what?" Vegeta asked in a challenging voice.
"How dare you? After the stunt you've pulled earlier? 'You taste sweet'? What kindof crock was that?"
Vegeta turned beet red, being reminded of his moment. He watched Bulma stand back up and get a back of confectionate sugar and started to pour them on top of the lemonsquares.
"Please, you doing your little ice tease was pathetic!"
"Ice Tease!?"
Vegeta stood up.
"If you want me, just say so!"
"I don't want you!" Bulma shouted as she continued to sugar the desserts.
"I can see it in your eyes!" Vegeta said while grabbing the bag of sugar.
"My expression shoud be telling you what a jackass you are right now!" Bulma shouted "Give me the sugar"
Her and him began to fight over the sugar container, all until the bag ripped and sugar was on the other.
"You prick, look what you did!"
"I DID?"
"I didnt stutter!"
Vegeta ignored that remark and rubbed the powdery susbstance inbetween his fingers. He lifted it to his fingers and licked timidly, the taste was good, not to sweet. Vegeta looked up into Bulma eyes, his vow...for the teasing...it should end! Bulma threw her arms up in defeat and turned to the sink to wash the sugar off. as Bulma was turning the faucet on, she felt Vegeta hand turn the water off.
"What gives Veggie Head?"
Bulma turned around with her hands on her hips, ready to give him a good lecture, but was pulled into a kiss her mouth wasn't prepared for, nor was she prepared for the slithery intrusion of his tounge. It wasn't completely her fault she was gaping like a fish. Vegeta pulled back and stared into her questioning eyes.
"I was right"
"About what?" Bulma whispered.
"You do taste sweet, not as this" vegeta held his hand up.
Bulma blushed and wanted to turn away, Vegeta expected this from her and blocked any way for her to leave by putting both of his arms on both sides of her, trapping her in between him and the sink. Bulma stared at him, wanting to know what his next move was. Vegeta told her with his mouth, demanding her to respond.
*It's been so long!* Vulma thought.
Bulma dropped her hands from her hips and let Vegeta consume her personal space with his body. Bulma reeled her neck back, letting Vegeta's kisses drift down south for a warmer climate. (A/N: ^-^) He licked the coming hills of her body and inhaled her scent, getting high off the odor that was numbing his senses. He held her breasts in his hand, his thumb smoothing over her skin. Bulma continued to push her chest towards him, he chuckled and pulled his hands away and lifted the bottom of her shirt up, past her bust and over her head.
Though most of the sugar on her body left with her shirt, that didn't sop her from snacking on his sweetened skin. She bent down and licked his stomach, the sugar clung to him like a second layer. He purred as her soft tounge traced every line and mound of muscle, she nibbled on his nippled while staring up into him, her look of innocence and lust made Vegeta's length rise. She got on her knees and dipped her fingers into the waist band and yanked weakly, just to get a rise out of him.
Vegeta glared at her, telling her with his 'irritated eye' to get it over with. But she didn't, she used her index finger to trace his covered balls and his length. He growled and held her wrists, she knew he was going to take action in this, but she wouldn't allow it. She hummed and brought her lips to the waist band and began to nibble onit, she got a good hold on it and began to peel the spandex away as best as she could. She yanked it down, his hold on her wrists died, and he watched as she pulled away the rest of his only clothing and stared, eye to eye, with his fully erected manhood.
How could simple jestures arouse him so? Vegeta wondered. He watched as she took his length and held it in her warm hands, the rod pulsing with blood and power, vegeta tried his damndest to stiffle a groan. She pulled with force and pushed her hand back, giving him a handjob the best she could from her position, he knew she could do better. He held her wrists once more and lifted her into his chest and carried her into the living room on the rug. He sat down, with her inbetween his legs, Bulma resumed her duty with more skill and room. She swirled her tounge around the tip while using her finegr tips and tracing the veins leading to his tip.
Vegeta fisted bulma's hair in his fingers, he couldn't have relase, not just yet, he pulled away and tackled her onto her back. He smirked and skimmed down he body to her tiny denim shorts. He ripped the zipper open and pulled her shorts and panties down her legs. He wanted to know if there were other things sweet on her body. He pushed her legs apart and licked the inside of her thighs, slowing inching higher to his main goal. Bulma squirmed, encouraging him to do what he desired, but he took his sweet time to smell her rose. Bulma cried out as he licked her bud, almost carelessly, testing her limits, and she was already beyond them.
He slid two fingers into her orifice of heat and dragged them out, slowly rubbing hard in a certain area, enhancing the friction. Bulma's legs swung back and forth, hitting Vegeta in the shoulders with more force than Vegeta expected. This move probably would have rendured a normal man bruised or unconcious, but Vegeta isn't a normal man. If he wasn't going to get his release just yet, neither was she. He puled his fingers out, eagerly downing his newest treat. Bulma had already taken her bra off and kept her hands busy by rubbing her breasts. Vegeta climbed up and pulled her breasts to her sides.
"This is my job"
Vegeta nuzzled a nipple with his nose while his knee rubbed her hot mound, giving her slight pressure our of sympathy. he'd make up on lost time next time, although exploring her body was something he wanted to do, his erection demanded otherwise. He removed his knee and nestled his way between her thighs. Bulma kept angling her hips high, but he held them down on the floor. He wouldn't have any of that.
"How do you feel woman?"
Bulma was confused by this question. She hissed and beat her balled fists into the wooden carpeted floor.
"I...hot...please...Vegeta" was all Bulma could make out.
*The poor thing* Vegeta thought.
He slammed into her to the hilt without her knowing. Her body rose, but his body over hers prevented her from going far. She reclined on her back and wrapped her legs around his waist. Vegeta gasped and grunted, he felt like he was hearing music or feeling a gentle breeze, basically he felt as if he were feeling more than just the pleasent feelings Bulma's body was giving him, was this more than carnal body cravings? In his state, he wasn't sure. He pounded into her, knocking her body back and forth, as were her breasts. He breathed into the valley of her chest and grunted as his release came.
As Bulma finnaly came floating down from her orgasm, she felt Vegeta wrap his arms around her, she also heard the front door opening. Only meaning 1 thing, her parents were home.
"Well alteast the lemon squares are done" Bulma thought positively.
WELL IT'S OVER! Dude! I almost want to know what they tasted like. I made some lemon squares, they tasted like shit actually! :( Yay! REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wanna be on my update list? Just ask to join my Mailing List in a REVIEW or send a e-mail and ask and I'll invite you. XD
Me no own DBZ. Now Brianna mad!
Sup people's. This was *supposed to be a one shot, but my sick mind has twisted it into a 6 chapter thingy. *sigh* Enjoy, this all happens in one day.
Chapter 6
Time : Night (10:00 PM)
Ingrdient : Confectionate Sugar
Vegeta grumbled to himself, this day not been nothing but a waist in his training and numerous hardon's. He walked inside the kitchen and saw that dinner was being served, just for the two of them. He sighed and sat down, not wanting to look at Bulma, he just stared at the spot where his plate of food was supposed to go.
Bulma shoved the plate infront of Vegeta and placed her plate on her side of the table, she sat down and grabbed her fork and digged in. Vegeta growled and did the same, trying to make as much noises wih his eating to annoy Bulma. She tried as well, and the room was filled with smacks and burps. Bulma finished first and smirked, she stood up and walked to the oven.
She bent over and opened the oven door, letting the hot wind whip her bangs furiously, then brought the lemon squares out and let them cooled. She got a knife and started to cut the hot block into squares. She blew on it and turned back to Vegeta.
"The lemon squares will be done soon"
"I don't care about the temperature of the things woman!" Vegeta said as he was getting up.
"Touch them and I'll....I'll"
"You'll what?" Vegeta asked in a challenging voice.
"How dare you? After the stunt you've pulled earlier? 'You taste sweet'? What kindof crock was that?"
Vegeta turned beet red, being reminded of his moment. He watched Bulma stand back up and get a back of confectionate sugar and started to pour them on top of the lemonsquares.
"Please, you doing your little ice tease was pathetic!"
"Ice Tease!?"
Vegeta stood up.
"If you want me, just say so!"
"I don't want you!" Bulma shouted as she continued to sugar the desserts.
"I can see it in your eyes!" Vegeta said while grabbing the bag of sugar.
"My expression shoud be telling you what a jackass you are right now!" Bulma shouted "Give me the sugar"
Her and him began to fight over the sugar container, all until the bag ripped and sugar was on the other.
"You prick, look what you did!"
"I DID?"
"I didnt stutter!"
Vegeta ignored that remark and rubbed the powdery susbstance inbetween his fingers. He lifted it to his fingers and licked timidly, the taste was good, not to sweet. Vegeta looked up into Bulma eyes, his vow...for the teasing...it should end! Bulma threw her arms up in defeat and turned to the sink to wash the sugar off. as Bulma was turning the faucet on, she felt Vegeta hand turn the water off.
"What gives Veggie Head?"
Bulma turned around with her hands on her hips, ready to give him a good lecture, but was pulled into a kiss her mouth wasn't prepared for, nor was she prepared for the slithery intrusion of his tounge. It wasn't completely her fault she was gaping like a fish. Vegeta pulled back and stared into her questioning eyes.
"I was right"
"About what?" Bulma whispered.
"You do taste sweet, not as this" vegeta held his hand up.
Bulma blushed and wanted to turn away, Vegeta expected this from her and blocked any way for her to leave by putting both of his arms on both sides of her, trapping her in between him and the sink. Bulma stared at him, wanting to know what his next move was. Vegeta told her with his mouth, demanding her to respond.
*It's been so long!* Vulma thought.
Bulma dropped her hands from her hips and let Vegeta consume her personal space with his body. Bulma reeled her neck back, letting Vegeta's kisses drift down south for a warmer climate. (A/N: ^-^) He licked the coming hills of her body and inhaled her scent, getting high off the odor that was numbing his senses. He held her breasts in his hand, his thumb smoothing over her skin. Bulma continued to push her chest towards him, he chuckled and pulled his hands away and lifted the bottom of her shirt up, past her bust and over her head.
Though most of the sugar on her body left with her shirt, that didn't sop her from snacking on his sweetened skin. She bent down and licked his stomach, the sugar clung to him like a second layer. He purred as her soft tounge traced every line and mound of muscle, she nibbled on his nippled while staring up into him, her look of innocence and lust made Vegeta's length rise. She got on her knees and dipped her fingers into the waist band and yanked weakly, just to get a rise out of him.
Vegeta glared at her, telling her with his 'irritated eye' to get it over with. But she didn't, she used her index finger to trace his covered balls and his length. He growled and held her wrists, she knew he was going to take action in this, but she wouldn't allow it. She hummed and brought her lips to the waist band and began to nibble onit, she got a good hold on it and began to peel the spandex away as best as she could. She yanked it down, his hold on her wrists died, and he watched as she pulled away the rest of his only clothing and stared, eye to eye, with his fully erected manhood.
How could simple jestures arouse him so? Vegeta wondered. He watched as she took his length and held it in her warm hands, the rod pulsing with blood and power, vegeta tried his damndest to stiffle a groan. She pulled with force and pushed her hand back, giving him a handjob the best she could from her position, he knew she could do better. He held her wrists once more and lifted her into his chest and carried her into the living room on the rug. He sat down, with her inbetween his legs, Bulma resumed her duty with more skill and room. She swirled her tounge around the tip while using her finegr tips and tracing the veins leading to his tip.
Vegeta fisted bulma's hair in his fingers, he couldn't have relase, not just yet, he pulled away and tackled her onto her back. He smirked and skimmed down he body to her tiny denim shorts. He ripped the zipper open and pulled her shorts and panties down her legs. He wanted to know if there were other things sweet on her body. He pushed her legs apart and licked the inside of her thighs, slowing inching higher to his main goal. Bulma squirmed, encouraging him to do what he desired, but he took his sweet time to smell her rose. Bulma cried out as he licked her bud, almost carelessly, testing her limits, and she was already beyond them.
He slid two fingers into her orifice of heat and dragged them out, slowly rubbing hard in a certain area, enhancing the friction. Bulma's legs swung back and forth, hitting Vegeta in the shoulders with more force than Vegeta expected. This move probably would have rendured a normal man bruised or unconcious, but Vegeta isn't a normal man. If he wasn't going to get his release just yet, neither was she. He puled his fingers out, eagerly downing his newest treat. Bulma had already taken her bra off and kept her hands busy by rubbing her breasts. Vegeta climbed up and pulled her breasts to her sides.
"This is my job"
Vegeta nuzzled a nipple with his nose while his knee rubbed her hot mound, giving her slight pressure our of sympathy. he'd make up on lost time next time, although exploring her body was something he wanted to do, his erection demanded otherwise. He removed his knee and nestled his way between her thighs. Bulma kept angling her hips high, but he held them down on the floor. He wouldn't have any of that.
"How do you feel woman?"
Bulma was confused by this question. She hissed and beat her balled fists into the wooden carpeted floor.
"I...hot...please...Vegeta" was all Bulma could make out.
*The poor thing* Vegeta thought.
He slammed into her to the hilt without her knowing. Her body rose, but his body over hers prevented her from going far. She reclined on her back and wrapped her legs around his waist. Vegeta gasped and grunted, he felt like he was hearing music or feeling a gentle breeze, basically he felt as if he were feeling more than just the pleasent feelings Bulma's body was giving him, was this more than carnal body cravings? In his state, he wasn't sure. He pounded into her, knocking her body back and forth, as were her breasts. He breathed into the valley of her chest and grunted as his release came.
As Bulma finnaly came floating down from her orgasm, she felt Vegeta wrap his arms around her, she also heard the front door opening. Only meaning 1 thing, her parents were home.
"Well alteast the lemon squares are done" Bulma thought positively.
WELL IT'S OVER! Dude! I almost want to know what they tasted like. I made some lemon squares, they tasted like shit actually! :( Yay! REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wanna be on my update list? Just ask to join my Mailing List in a REVIEW or send a e-mail and ask and I'll invite you. XD