Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Prompted VegetaBulma ❯ Played ( Chapter 13 )
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By: inuy21 
Bulma finally falls for the bait...
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Comedy / Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.08.2010 | Updated On: 06.17.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 476 | Visits: 496 | Status: Completed
Bulma finally falls for the bait...
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Comedy / Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.08.2010 | Updated On: 06.17.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 476 | Visits: 496 | Status: Completed
Prompt for this Drabble was: "Bite". Word count set at: 400
A/N: This is a sequel to "Sparks Never Fade" (eariler oneshot prompt)
Disclaimer: I do NOT own DBZ or any of the characters. They belong to Akira Toriyama.
“Does he honestly think I’m that stupid?” she fumed as she marched down the hall. “Says he needs my help in the GR! I get Mom to watch Trunks, and he’s not THERE!” she was now yelling as she threw open the bathroom door. “And you probably think this is all just some sort of elaborate joke. Making me take time out of my day and away from my son!” She leaned up against the counter and trained her eyes on the nude Saiyan, covered slightly by the steam. If he heard her, which she knew that he could, he made no move. He just continued to wash his hair and stare at the wall in front of him. “Vegeta, I know you can hear me. So what did you need that was so damn important?”
It was the third time this week that she’d been sent out to the GR, and all three times he was never around. She figured if it was important, Vegeta would come to her. This time she was not going to let sleeping dogs lie!
She opened the glass door to the shower, and his hand immediately shot out to grab her shirt. He pulled her in the shower with him. “Vegeta!” her voice screeched before being silenced with his lips. Her anger melted away as she responded to the kiss. It wasn’t long before she heard the rip of fabric and hot water pelt her bared chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck as his agile fingers rid her of the shorts she was wearing.
She felt his erection slide across her inner thigh as he pushed her back against the wall. ‘It’s been over a year,’ her heart stopped at the thought and the sudden intrusion. She moaned into the kiss that they had yet to break and let her legs wrap tightly around his waist.
A few hours later, found the reunited couple in her bed.
“So what was all the screeching about? Something about a joke and making you waste your time?” he asked curiously.
She fisted her covers, pulling them over her nude form. “Mother has sent me out to the GR three times this week!”
“What for? I haven’t talked to that ditz about anything.”
Bulma stared at him for a minute. If he hadn’t requested her help….then. “I can’t believe I fell for it,” she groaned.
A/N: This is a sequel to "Sparks Never Fade" (eariler oneshot prompt)
Disclaimer: I do NOT own DBZ or any of the characters. They belong to Akira Toriyama.
“Does he honestly think I’m that stupid?” she fumed as she marched down the hall. “Says he needs my help in the GR! I get Mom to watch Trunks, and he’s not THERE!” she was now yelling as she threw open the bathroom door. “And you probably think this is all just some sort of elaborate joke. Making me take time out of my day and away from my son!” She leaned up against the counter and trained her eyes on the nude Saiyan, covered slightly by the steam. If he heard her, which she knew that he could, he made no move. He just continued to wash his hair and stare at the wall in front of him. “Vegeta, I know you can hear me. So what did you need that was so damn important?”
It was the third time this week that she’d been sent out to the GR, and all three times he was never around. She figured if it was important, Vegeta would come to her. This time she was not going to let sleeping dogs lie!
She opened the glass door to the shower, and his hand immediately shot out to grab her shirt. He pulled her in the shower with him. “Vegeta!” her voice screeched before being silenced with his lips. Her anger melted away as she responded to the kiss. It wasn’t long before she heard the rip of fabric and hot water pelt her bared chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck as his agile fingers rid her of the shorts she was wearing.
She felt his erection slide across her inner thigh as he pushed her back against the wall. ‘It’s been over a year,’ her heart stopped at the thought and the sudden intrusion. She moaned into the kiss that they had yet to break and let her legs wrap tightly around his waist.
A few hours later, found the reunited couple in her bed.
“So what was all the screeching about? Something about a joke and making you waste your time?” he asked curiously.
She fisted her covers, pulling them over her nude form. “Mother has sent me out to the GR three times this week!”
“What for? I haven’t talked to that ditz about anything.”
Bulma stared at him for a minute. If he hadn’t requested her help….then. “I can’t believe I fell for it,” she groaned.