Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Needed ❯ Betrayed ( Chapter 6 )

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After hours of passion-filled, needy king of love-making, Vegeta laid with his mate, resting on his chest. He stared up at the ceiling in contemplation. [Tonight.] He thought. His eyes went down to the blue-hair female. He smirked at how tired she was… "Tonight, my little one. It will be final." He kissed the top of her head, then nudged her awake. She groaned in discontentment but lifted her head and rested her chin on his chest with her eyes closed implying she was awake, "They are home."

"mmm…All ready?" She sighed.

"I am hungry." Implying that she should go make something.

Bulma turned towards him and tiredly smirked, "Didn't you eat enough all ready?"

Vegeta smirked and pulled her face up to his, "You would think." He kissed her lightly.

She smacked his chest angrily, "I could say the same thing about you." Vegeta growled. Bulma pushed herself up not minding that she was naked.

"Mommy!" Trunks yelled from outside the door.

"Hold on, honey." Bulma grabbed new underwear since hers was ripped to shreds and then pulled on some pants.

"Where's daddy? I want to show him what I won."

"He's in here, honey."

"Oh. Hi daddy. I'll go wait for you guys in the kitchen. Grammy in setting up the leftovers from dinner for you." His little footsteps ran down the hallway. Bulma strapped her bra on. Vegeta rose and grabbed his spandex shorts pulling them on.

He followed her to the door, chuckling to himself. Bulma turned to question him. "What?"

Vegeta strutted up to her, letting his finger slid from her jaw line, stopping in the valley of her covered breasts, "Do you not need a shirt?"

Bulma's eyes widened as she looked down at herself, "Oh!" She ran and grabbed a shirt, turning back to her smirking husband, "Shut up."

He chuckled at her but followed his mate downstairs in the kitchen where their son explained to his grandparents again about how he won the big stuffed animal. Vegeta leaned against the doorway, watching his son. His big blue eyes shined with happiness and pride as he continued to excitingly tell his story. Vegeta's eyes then traveled over to his mate, who helped her mother set up dinner while giving their son the enthusiasm of 'ohhs,' and 'ahhs' while smiling at him brightly. Vegeta let a small satisfied smile grace his lips. He had the perfect family.

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Bulma flicked her eyes up at her husband who had his arms crossed over his chest, smiling down at his son who hadn't noticed his father's gaze. She smiled when she saw what played on Vegeta's lips. Regret quickly overwhelmed her enough to almost bring tears to her eyes. [How could I destroy this? He doesn't need to know. He won't find out. I won't tell him. Everything will be all right.]

"Come and get something to eat, Vegeta." Mrs. Briefs raved placing several plates down on his side of the table and setting one down for her daughter.

Vegeta humphed and pushed himself off the wall then taking his seat next to his son. He grabbed the stuff animal by the head and analyzed it. "What the hell is this?"

"Oooohhh, Mommy, Daddy said a bad word." Trunks pointed at his father.

Vegeta growled, preparing himself for the tongue lashing he was bound to receive, "Thanks a lot, brat." Vegeta eyed him.

"Vegeta, what have I told you about that!" Bulma ranted, "He is only 5 years old--"

"5 and a half!" Trunks pouted.

"You know you shouldn't say stuff like that in front of him." Her voice then dropped from the screaming to an amusement tone. "I guess someone deserves a punishment." Vegeta snapped his eyes up at his smiling mate. He smirked in response letting the glint shine at her.

Trunks was giggling in his chair when suddenly, "Gravity Room. 5 Minutes, Boy."

Trunks stalled, then pouted, "Ahh man." He crossed his arms over his chair and slouched.

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Vegeta carried his past out son in his arms. [teach him to laugh at me!] Vegeta smirked down at him. His snores, the only sound that was heard as Vegeta went to his son's room to lay him down. He then went and told the woman to change him into his night clothes.

Bulma returned 5 minutes later to their room after rocking her child to sleep. Not that he needed it since from his training and the park and the fact that it was way past his bed time, he was out like a light as soon as she was finished changing him.

Bulma slipped into their dark room. Dark? Why was it dark? "Vegeta?" She called out for him going to the balcony that was opened. After looking around and nothing was there Bulma turned, "huh.."

Suddenly she was pushed against the wall. "Do you have to do that every time?" She laughed lightly wrapping her arms around his neck. Vegeta growled and nipped her bite mark.

"Onna…I want to bond with you." His voice was low.

"Again?" sounding a bit pessimistic.

Vegeta chuckled. "No woman. That's not what I meant." He gripped her buttocks, making her wrap her legs around his powerful hips. He then carried her into the bathroom, "Let us wash, first. All though your smell mixed with mine is most enjoyably." He stated, dropping her and began to strip.

She followed suit. Vegeta held the door open for her, then going in himself. They let the warm water crusaded down their bodies as they stared at each other. Vegeta grabbed the soap as did Bulma and they washed each other.

Vegeta saw her eyes as she cleaned him, "What are you thinking of, woman?"

The sadness soon faded and turned into a wicked smile, "Your punishment." Vegeta put the soap away as did Bulma, letting the water wash away all their troubles. Vegeta rested his hands on her hips lightly stroking them with his thumbs while staring into those never ending blue orbs.

He slowly came closer and nuzzled her cheek with his, "Are you happy, Bulma?"

She smiled lightly, resting her hands on his chest, "Yes, Vegeta. I'm happy, here, with you." Vegeta smirked binging his lips to hers. After a moment, Bulma broke away and intensely stared up at him, "I love you Vegeta." She placed her forehead on his, "Please promise that no matter what, you will never leave me…"

"I do not need to promise you."

Bulma's eyes narrowed in confusion, "Why?"

"Stop asking questions and let me bond with you…" He nuzzled her neck.

"What is this bonding thing anyway?"

"Shut up." Vegeta pulled back and chuckled.

She stuck her tongue out at him then turned her head, "This better not be a ploy for me just to sleep with you."

"Do I really need a ploy, woman?" He smirked.

Bulma smiled and turned back, "Oh shut up and bond to me all ready." She pressed her lips against his.

He pulled a little bit away letting his lips linger on hers, "gladly." He shoved her against the tiled shower wall, pressing his body against hers. He broke away only to kiss down her jaw and all over her neck while Bulma passionately stroked his back. Vegeta let his hand go down to her thigh, rising one to wrap around his waist, pushing his member against her clit but not going in. Bulma dropped her head back against the wall letting a moan escape her lips, feeling his engorged shaft pressed against her. "Vegeta…" She breathed weakly as his lips still worked her neck and occasionally going down to her amble breasts, licking lightly on the tips. Bulma held his head there letting him suck pleasingly on her.

Vegeta grabbed her ass pushing her harder against him, still not sheathing himself inside. He made her wrap her legs around him, while he turned the water off and pushed off the wall, opening the shower door, and rising his ki to dry them as he made their way to their bed all the while never breaking their lips apart.

Vegeta dropped her to her feet, breaking from their passionate kiss. He slowly and skillfully turned her around wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her backside into him. He whispered lightly into her ear, "Bulma…If I hurt you…tell me…" He breathed. {In my mind.} Bulma suddenly became stiff as she heard Vegeta's voice in her mind. She heard Vegeta chuckle while stroking the bottom of her breasts with his thumbs. He kissed the back of her neck, {Do not be afraid, little one. Talk to me. Tell me you want me.}

{Vegeta…I want…I want….} She pushed her little bottom into his erection. Vegeta growled. He lowered one hand to her womanhood while the other occupied itself with her erected breasts. Suddenly, she pulled out of his grasp.

He was bewildered, not to mention, a little hurt that she would reject him like that. But when she turned to face him and saw the wicked smile his hurt quickly vanished. {What my minx. What are you thinking?}

{Punishment.} Vegeta smirked. Bulma came up and pushed him to the bed. He let her make him fall onto the soft mattress bouncing once. She crawled on top of him but keeping herself between his legs. Bulma licked his nipple. Vegeta let out a small animalistic moan. "If you ever curse in front of Trunks again, my prince. I will have to make your punishment even worse then this." She slid down suddenly, and set herself stop right above his manhood. Her breath on the tip sent shivers down his body. She flicked her tongue out playfully. Her hand came underneath, she brushed her fingertips over his sac, making Vegeta close his eyes in desire.

Bulma slowly lowered her mouth on him. Her hand repeated to brush across his excess while she slowly bobbed her head taking him as much she could in her mouth then pulling away till she was at the tip.

Vegeta's hands tore at the blanket as her pace was pretty much unbearable. When she first introduced him to this, he had to admit, her courage shocked him. He never knew of this technique before which was pretty weird since he did travel around a bit and meet interesting people. Not meet, fucked interesting people. But he watched her nonetheless. He always found it over arousing watching her do this to him.

His climax was near. He tightened his muscles to keep himself from thrusting into her mouth, he didn't want to accidently hurt her. Her eyes met his. Bulma stopped and pulled herself away. Stopped!? Vegeta's eyes widened. Why did she stop!? She never stopped before!? "Enjoy your punishment, Vegeta?" She asked wickedly.

{Bitch.} Vegeta smirked at her.

{Yeah well what can I say.} She smiled and pulled her self up to meet his face. She kissed him, letting him taste himself on her. Bulma suddenly found herself pinned to the bed. Vegeta began to lower himself.

"Now it is time for your punishment."

"What did I do that deserved to be punished for?" asking innocently but grinning.

"One for leaving last night. Two for not satisfying your mate." He flicked his tongue against her nipple. Bulma arched against him, {Where did you go last night anyway?}

Bulma's body stiffened. Vegeta just shrugged it off considering he was now at her opening and it was just a reflex. {I went to Chi-Chi's} She lied. Vegeta shrugged and continued his assault, flicking her tongue from bottom to top of her womanhood. Bulma quivered beneath him. He nibbled on her clit, while sliding two fingers into her causing his mate to arch against him. "Vegeta…" She breathed, her body wreaked with pleasure.

He moved his fingers in and out against each of her thrusts. His tongue continued it assult licking up the escape of juices. Her breathing quickened, grabbing onto the sheets beside her. Suddenly, all of the heat was gone. Bulma weakly opened her eyes and were met by two black orbs. {Ass.} He smirked at her, leaning down and letting her taste herself on him. Bulma moaned and threw her arms around his neck, while widening her legs, pushing her hips up against his tip. Vegeta growled.

{Patience, little Onna. There is something we need to do first.}

{What?}

Vegeta nuzzled her neck, "I need you to gather your ki. I know you have little but it will still work." He chuckled as she tried to buck him off in annoyance. "Do it." He ordered. He felt her ki begin to come together, "good Onna. Now. I need you to let it flow threw you into me. I will do the same. Are you ready?" Bulma nodded as she kept her concentration. She thanked Kami that Vegeta taught her how to control her ki a while ago.

{Bulma…Bite me. On the neck. Now.} He went to bit but she pulled away also putting her hand down to his lower abdomen to stop him from thrusting. Vegeta eyes widened as he went back to her. Was she denying him?

{No, my love. I'm not denying you.} She smiled.

{Then why?}

{I want…} Bulma looked away, ashamed of herself.

Vegeta pushed her head back, nuzzling her face with his nose, "What, mate? Tell me what you want." He was trembling with desire but he held out for her.

She smiled at him in amazement of how controlled he was. She kissed his trembling lips with her own, "I want you to make love to me."

His face reflected something different. He smirked, {It's been done.}

She laughed at his little joke. But his lips on hers brought her back, he broke away only to whisper, "That's what I plan on doing." He deepened their kiss again as Bulma clung to him harder then ever before. Vegeta slowly broke away, letting the lips linger together while they caught their breath. {Are you ready now?}

Bulma slowly opened her eyes from the desire that was taking over her form. She nodded weakly. Vegeta bent down and kissed her neck tenderly, {Bite down. Now.} Vegeta bit into her while thrusting his hips, driving deep into her.

Bulma bit into him. She felt him thrust in her depths as well as he bit her also. She moaned against his skin as the pleasuring pain washed over her body. She moved her hips with his.

Memories came into her mind. They were Vegeta's. Things she had never seen before, never even thought of came rushing into her mind. The life before she met him. The life she always wondered about now was not so wonderous. She didn't want to know anymore. Stop. Stop it. Her body screamed. She didn't want to see this. It was too horrid. Then everything was gone. And she could only see her. His feeling for her. His confusion, his lust, his love. She has been the only one that he has ever trusted. She has been the only one he has ever let inside of him.

She understood everything now.

Bulma whimpered when he had stopped thrusting into her. But once he heard it, Vegeta started up again, hard and brutal. His anger was rising and Bulma had no clue as she continued to moan.

Vegeta had seen it. After watching her life pass him by, he had seen her with another man. Once he caught one image of that he automatically pulled away from her neck and stopped his thrusting. Not caring that the bond wasn't complete since he didn't finish watching, he was to wrapped up in the question: How could she cheat on him?

Bulma whimpered for his movements had stalled. It scared her. Something was wrong. His body was shaking. Maybe in fear, maybe in need. She didn't know. She couldn't feel him in her mind for he totally closed the door on her. She pulled her face away from his neck, and laid it on the pillow to get a good look at him to make sure he was all right. She became confused when his eyes were staring at the pillow, non-blinking. "Veget--"

His body suddenly torn from hers, harshly. He stood back and crossed his arms over his bare chest. His scowl pressed firm in his features. Anger apparently as his muscles twitched. Bulma stared at him in bafflement. What was wrong with him? "You whore," His voice was low and dangerous, and if Bulma was not mistaken, hurtful.

"What?" She asked, not at all understanding.

Vegeta growled and flushed her the picture in her mind. Her and Dagan together…Bulma sucked in a deep breath. Her wide eyes connected with him, "Vegeta no…It was a mistake. Please." Tears were threatening, as she sat up on the bed.

"I could have given you everything that you have asked of me."

"Please Vegeta. I'm sorr--"

"Quiet! I do not want to hear it!" He turned to the dresser and grabbed his shorts from a drawl, pulling them on.

Bulma grabbed a robe from the side of her nightstand and wrapped it tightly around her. She watched him angrily put on his shoes then begin to walk to the door. "No, Vegeta please. Let's talk about it." She begged.

Vegeta stalled. His jaw clenched never turning to look at her, "Did you enjoy it?"

"What?" She asked in bewilderment.

He turned to her slowly. His tone dangerously low, "Did you enjoy him?" Venom spitting out of every word.

"Veg--"

"Answer me!"

"He meant nothing to me!"

"So you ruined everything for nothing! I refuse to be believe that, Bulma."

"It's true. I wasn't thinking that night. I just want to feel needed--"

"I needed you!" He snapped. Vegeta turned his head in shame of admitting that. Silence took a hold of them.

Vegeta turned again and headed for the door. Bulma quickly ran after him, grabbing his arm. But his other backhanded her which flung Bulma into the wall making pictures fall and smash to the ground.

Vegeta stared wide eyed in shock at what he just did. Bulma's body was slumped to the ground. She slowly brought her self to her hands and knees. Then connected her eyes with Vegeta's. He had recovered from his initial shock and now stared careless with tightened cheekbones and fists clenched at his sides "Vegeta--"

"I'm leaving. And I'm taking Trunks." He left leaving the door open, then strutting down to his son's room.

Bulma ran after him as best she could. She pulled on his arm begging him to stop. "No please Vegeta. Not Trunks. Please."

Vegeta paid no heed to her as he pushed her off making her fall to the ground. He kicked open his son's door, "Get up, Boy."

Trunks sat up and rubbed his eyes with his tiny fists, "Huh? Daddy?"

"Get up. We are leaving." Bulma pushed past Vegeta and ran to her son. She picked him up into his protective embrace, holding him close to her.

"I won't let you take him."

Vegeta encased his son's dresser into a capsule, turning his gaze back to the bitch that broke everything. "You have taken everything else away. I will not let you take my son."

"Vegeta. Please let's talk this out."

"There is nothing to say."

"Yes there is!" On the verge of tears.

Vegeta's anger floored at the sight of her pathetic tears. "What?! What can you possibly have to say! You're sorry?! That does jack shit, bitch! You fucked another male! You have screwed up everything! I was willing to give you what you asked of me. After 6 fucking years of asking, I was willing to give you it! And now, my fucking mate, you, the only person I trusted in this fucking universe went behind my back and mated another. So tell me, slut. What can you possibly say to fix that?" Bulma slowly slumped to her knees, still cradling Trunks in her arms. "Speechless?" His voice not of the normal hatred but of hurt. "I have nothing to say to you as you have nothing to say that will make up for what you've done." He watched emotionlessly as she began to cry harder. "Give me. My. Son." Bulma slowly and reluctantly let loose of Trunks. He ran to his father. Bulma sobbed into her hands.

Vegeta grabbed his son's arm and pulled roughly through the doorway but not without saying to his ex-mate, "I will make you regret ever being with me." Bulma gripped the carpet between her fisted fingers listening to her son call for her, wanting her to get him back, but she stayed put, not having the strength to do anything other then sob.