Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Prompted VegetaBulma ❯ The Best Kind of Torture ( Chapter 4 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Prompt for the Drabble was: "Cynic". Word count set at: 300
Disclaimer: I do NOT own DBZ or any of the characters. They belong to Akira Toriyama.


Her breathing was heavy, her skin covered in sweat, and her body still feeling tremors from a round of great sex. She felt the bed shift next to her, watching as her partner stood on stocky legs.

“Where are going?” her words coming out in a pant. She didn’t know why she asked, she knew exactly where he was going, and now there was no way for her to stop him.

He walked to where his training shorts had been thrown. Not giving her an answer, he walked to her personal bathroom to clean up.

She growled as she watched him. Here she was unable to even lift a finger after his treatment, and he strutted around like nothing at all had happened between them. She heard the shower kick on and tried to calm her beating heart. ‘Move, body, move!’ The only thing she managed to do was turn on her side so she could face the direction of her bathroom door - which was still open - mocking her.

She heard the shower turn off, followed by the muffled sounds of cloth rustling. After a few minutes, Vegeta appeared in the doorway with his training shorts on. He stretched his arms above his head, and popped his neck. Then he bent at the waist and stretched to touch his toes.

Bulma watched his show, knowing he was only putting on this show to mock her. “You really are a cynical bastard, Vegeta,” she mumbled as she tried to stretch her own body. She felt the pull of her muscles in her arms and legs and immediately stopped, groaning in slight pain.

He walked back to the bed. “And you just keep coming back for more. Now, I’d like to see you stop me from over using my body.”