Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lusty Intent ❯ Tainted? ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Bulma emerged from her icy shower 30 minutes later.
Damn that miserable jerk! Who does he think he is ordering me around! HA! 10 minutes my ass, I showed him!
She wrapped a soft fluffy blue towel around her body then reached for another and proceeded to towel dry her wet hair. Dropping the wet piece of cloth into the corner of her bathroom floor she padded out into the great expanse of her luxurious bedroom.
'I said 10 minutes woman.'
Bulma nearly jumped out of her skin. Staring straight at her from the middle of HER bed was the beastly prince. He was eyeing her as if he could see right through her towel. She glared. How DARE he! The NERVE! Marching over to her bed she put her hands on her hips and shot him the dirtiest look she coud muster.
'Get OUT of my bed jackass.'
Vegeta ran his gaze over the woman's curves, slightly hidden by the towl. He growled in the back of his throat, he wanted to rip the offending garment off her body. He wanted her naked, he wanted her moaning beneath him, he wanted to sink himself so deep inside her she screamed. He licked his lips.
Bulma was eyeing him warily. 'Did you even hear me stupid, I said get out of my bed!'
He had the audacity to raise the corners of his mouth up and smirk at her. 'No.'
She narrowed her eyes even more, 'What the fuck is wrong with you, get out of my bed and get out of my room you disgusting monkey!" She snapped.
Vegeta rose off the bed so fast she couldn't even blink, he grabbed her wrists and hauled her accross the satin comforter. 'Watch your tone woman, you have no idea who you're dealing with.'
'Let the fuck go before you taint me with your dirty hands,' Bulma bit out viciously, struggling against his solid grip.
'Bitch you'll regret that,' he snapped back. He watched the towel slink up high on her legs. He grinned malicously. Bulma tried to kick him.
Leaning forward he placed his whole weight against her body, trapping her. Bulma could feel that familiar heat start in the pit of her stomach and burn it's way down. No Bulma, get a grip! You do NOT want this killer touching you! she chided herself, fighting off the offending desire. She couldn't control it when Vegeta bit her ear and started to lick down her neck. She felt the wetness pool between her legs.
Vegeta let a satisfactory growl escape his throat, call him disgusting would she. He jerked off her towel, ignoring her swift gasp, letting go of her wrists so he could cup her right breast. Massaging it he bent his head to bite and suck at the nipple, while his other hand pushed her legs apart, and his fingers stroked along her thigh. His already hard member was getting harder just listening to her whimpering, and feeling her flex her body against his mouth. He let go of her breast and trailed his tongue down, twirling it around her bellybutton, dipping it in to tease her. He could smell her desire, he pulled up to look down at her flushed face as he ground his erection hard against her.
Bulma was moaning lightly, his tongue had been working magic on her skin. Her whole body was on fire, she wanted him so bad. When he had stopped for that brief moment she had whimpered, then he had brought his cloth covered erection grinding against her and she couldn't help herself. Her hands wrapped around him and she dug her fingers into the skin on his back.
Vegeta shuddered and started to repress his own desires, pulling away again he bent his dark head down between her legs and ran his tongue teasingly over her lower lips.
Bulma's hips jerked and pressed closer to his mouth, her eyes eyes closed and her lips parted as she begged him silently to taste her. She blinked them open again as she felt the weight disapear from her bed. Looking up in total shock she saw Vegeta sauntering casually towards the door, he stopped at the entranceway.
'You wouldn't want me to taint you now would you woman,' he threw back at her, laughing as he walked out the door.
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Damn that miserable jerk! Who does he think he is ordering me around! HA! 10 minutes my ass, I showed him!
She wrapped a soft fluffy blue towel around her body then reached for another and proceeded to towel dry her wet hair. Dropping the wet piece of cloth into the corner of her bathroom floor she padded out into the great expanse of her luxurious bedroom.
'I said 10 minutes woman.'
Bulma nearly jumped out of her skin. Staring straight at her from the middle of HER bed was the beastly prince. He was eyeing her as if he could see right through her towel. She glared. How DARE he! The NERVE! Marching over to her bed she put her hands on her hips and shot him the dirtiest look she coud muster.
'Get OUT of my bed jackass.'
Vegeta ran his gaze over the woman's curves, slightly hidden by the towl. He growled in the back of his throat, he wanted to rip the offending garment off her body. He wanted her naked, he wanted her moaning beneath him, he wanted to sink himself so deep inside her she screamed. He licked his lips.
Bulma was eyeing him warily. 'Did you even hear me stupid, I said get out of my bed!'
He had the audacity to raise the corners of his mouth up and smirk at her. 'No.'
She narrowed her eyes even more, 'What the fuck is wrong with you, get out of my bed and get out of my room you disgusting monkey!" She snapped.
Vegeta rose off the bed so fast she couldn't even blink, he grabbed her wrists and hauled her accross the satin comforter. 'Watch your tone woman, you have no idea who you're dealing with.'
'Let the fuck go before you taint me with your dirty hands,' Bulma bit out viciously, struggling against his solid grip.
'Bitch you'll regret that,' he snapped back. He watched the towel slink up high on her legs. He grinned malicously. Bulma tried to kick him.
Leaning forward he placed his whole weight against her body, trapping her. Bulma could feel that familiar heat start in the pit of her stomach and burn it's way down. No Bulma, get a grip! You do NOT want this killer touching you! she chided herself, fighting off the offending desire. She couldn't control it when Vegeta bit her ear and started to lick down her neck. She felt the wetness pool between her legs.
Vegeta let a satisfactory growl escape his throat, call him disgusting would she. He jerked off her towel, ignoring her swift gasp, letting go of her wrists so he could cup her right breast. Massaging it he bent his head to bite and suck at the nipple, while his other hand pushed her legs apart, and his fingers stroked along her thigh. His already hard member was getting harder just listening to her whimpering, and feeling her flex her body against his mouth. He let go of her breast and trailed his tongue down, twirling it around her bellybutton, dipping it in to tease her. He could smell her desire, he pulled up to look down at her flushed face as he ground his erection hard against her.
Bulma was moaning lightly, his tongue had been working magic on her skin. Her whole body was on fire, she wanted him so bad. When he had stopped for that brief moment she had whimpered, then he had brought his cloth covered erection grinding against her and she couldn't help herself. Her hands wrapped around him and she dug her fingers into the skin on his back.
Vegeta shuddered and started to repress his own desires, pulling away again he bent his dark head down between her legs and ran his tongue teasingly over her lower lips.
Bulma's hips jerked and pressed closer to his mouth, her eyes eyes closed and her lips parted as she begged him silently to taste her. She blinked them open again as she felt the weight disapear from her bed. Looking up in total shock she saw Vegeta sauntering casually towards the door, he stopped at the entranceway.
'You wouldn't want me to taint you now would you woman,' he threw back at her, laughing as he walked out the door.
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