Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyan Men ❯ Y-Fronts ( Chapter 1 )

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

Well here is a fic I have written, the first I've posted on here. Please R'N'R! I need to know if its any good! I also have a feeling that I will be getting a few flames with a few of the later chapters!! Oh well they are welcome too!

DISCLAIMER: Nup don't own it!! *sob* *sob*

WARNING: This is not for younger readers!! This does contain adult content, and if your parents find you reading this watch out!! I will take no blame for what you choose to read, because it is your choice! So if you don't like lemony goodness (or aren't supposed to read it!) I recommend you turn and leave!! Thanks!

I was hoping to include some Yaoi in this, I still might!!

Well on with the fic!!


CHAPTER 1



"Vegeta! Hurry up and get dressed! They will be here soon!" Bulma yelled from the kitchen.

"I'll get dressed when I want, you can't tell me what to do!" Vegeta bellowed back from the lounge room. He was sitting there wearing only Y fronts.

"Errr…… Im sure our guests wont want to see you in your underwear! GET DRESSED NOW!" Screamed the now highly frustrated Bulma.

"I bet Kakarot would love it, I'm sure he'd be jealous, he may be taller but I'm…"

"Just shut it will you, you bone head!"

KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Come in! Just don't go in the lounge!" Warned Bulma.

"Oh ok." Replied Goku leading Chi-Chi and Gohan into the kitchen.

"Bulma, why can't we go in the Lounge?" Asked Gohan.

"Well Vegeta's in there, and he's not looking too pretty at the moment!" Bulma said snickering.

"WHAT!" Vegeta screamed from the lounge. "Me not looking too pretty?!"

"Hey Vegeta! How you going?" Goku asked as he approached the lounge.

"As if you care Kararot!"

"Ahhhh…" Goku said in shock. "How come your sitting there in your undies Vegeta?" Goku asked Laughing.

"I can sit here how ever I want to! And what are you laughing at!?" Vegeta glared at Goku.

"Nothing, I didn't know you were an undies boy! GO THE Y FRONTS!" Goku was now on the ground nearly wetting himself. He didn't think Vegeta bothered to wear underwear, because he sure didn't!

"What's going on in there Goku?" Inquired Chi-Chi from the kitchen.

"Oh nothing, but I wouldn't come .." his words were cut off.

"OH MY GOD! Vegeta what are you doing in your jocks?" Chi-Chi asked at first stunned, but now trying to hold back her laughter.

"WHAT! HOW DARE MY ACTIONS BE QUESTIONED! I AM A SAIYAN PRINCE I CAN DO WHAT I WANT!" Vegeta began powering up, and turned super Saiyan the only problem being his undies were so tight that they couldn't allow for his muscles to bulk up with the transformation and they split at the seams and drifted to the floor. He stood there unaware of his nakedness. At that moment Bulma and Gohan walked into the room.

"Oh my god! Vegeta! What are you doing?" cried Bulma. "There a child in this room!"

"What do you mean woman? I, 'The legendary Super Saiyan' am going to crush this fool, Kakarot, once and for all! And afterall, on Vegeta-sei you are of age when you are 12 so in those terms, he is not a child" Said Vegeta triumphantly, also wondering why he had stuck up for Kakarot's like he did.

"Ah… if you want to, but you might want to cover yourself up first!" She couldn't help but laugh, then remembered to cover up young Gohan's eyes.

"WHAT? COVER MY SELF UP?" He looked down and realised what she meant.

"Ahh.. Shit!" And he tried to cover him self up with his hands. This only made everyone laugh louder, except for Gohan who couldn't see what was happening.

"STOP IT! STOP LAUGHING!" His face went red and he blasted a hole in the wall and flew through.

"Oh dam him! He's always destroying this place because of his own stupidity!"

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The next day Vegeta arrived back at capsule Corp. He was in the process of heading up to his room to retrieve some training clothes, thinking that no-one would be around the house this time of the day (Bulma is usually working in the lab with her father) then he came face to face with the onna.

Bulma turned the corner in the hall way, only to find Vegeta striding towards her in all his glory. She let out a gasp, and stood there stunned.

"…"

"Move it woman, don't you know I have places to be?" Vegeta asked impatiently "And I know that I am impressive, but would you stop gawking NOW!" He pushed passed her and continued down the hall.

Bulma couldn't help but let out a little giggle 'was that a slight blush I saw in his cheeks?'

"Oh and I was not 'gawking' Vegeta, as much as you would like to think that I thought of you as attractive, but I really don't think you are!"

"WHAT!" Vegeta echoed down the passage way. "How dare you insult a prince! What right do you have you ugly wench!" Vegeta came into view again, still not bothering to attempt to cover himself.

"Oh I have every right, and if I was such an 'ugly wench' why are you so attracted to me? HEH?" Bulma smirked at him.

"What are you talking about? I don't have to listen to you and your fucken disgusting voice! Wench! And I am NOT attracted to you! Not if you were the last living onna ever! Disgusting ningen." He growled at her.

"Oh I've seen the way you look at me when you think I'm not watching! And what about the way you parade yourself around the house half naked? Not to mention right now, you ARE naked!" Bulma ignored his shots at her, then looked his (she must admit to her self it was irresistible!) body up and down.

"Stop looking at me! I don't look at you! You are sick! Truly sick!" He turned away disgusted and began retreating back down the hall way.

"Well if I was such a wench and you aren't attracted to me, why are you so aroused right now?" She had to bite her lip, to stop from laughing.

Vegeta didn't know what to do, he hadn't realised the 'give away' between his legs. There was no way of getting out of this now, he didn't know what to do. Then an evil thought crossed his mind.

'Why would she be pursuing so much this if she didn't want me bad? Why would she try so hard to get me to admit that I am 'attracted' to her?' He decided to see if his hypothesis was correct.

Vegeta turned dramatically around and in a instant was inches from her now stunned face.

"Onna, you do realise you are now treading on egg shells?" He puzzled her with his question. She didn't know what to say, before he continued.

"I see you are too incompetent to grasp the concept that I might just decide to blast you to the next dimension for your insolence. But for the moment, I will let it pass. You seem to pass judgement across me quite easily, what do you think would happen of you were correct?"

Bulma still just stared in shock, she had barely ever heard Vegeta mutter two words, let alone a string of sentences.

"Well…I'm waiting, its not good to leave a Saiyan Prince waiting…You never know what could happen." He brushed himself against her slightly. For the first time she felt his hardness against her thigh, it sent a shiver of need up her spine as she felt her self become aroused. She looked up into his eyes, hoping to find some sort of answer there, but there was nothing. They were empty. She couldn't understand it. How could someone be so empty all the time. Right now he was showing some emotion in his voice and actions, but he was just too hard to read, kinda like trying to read a book with no words.

"I…Ah…" She managed to stutter.

"I see the cat has finally lost her tongue! Its about time too!" His tone had dropped a few decibels, and was now a harsh whisper. Bulma found it hard to concentrate on his words, all she could think about was the impressive hardness that was continuously brushing against her every now and again.

"Well if you cant decide for yourself what it means, I shall decide for you" As he spoke the last word, he tenderly brushed his finger tips along her slightly exposed stomach. The touch made her shiver in anticipation. One side of Bulma was urging her to jump into his arms and have mad sex with him all night, while the other was urging her to turn and run. He mind and body couldn't agree on anything, so all she could manage was to stand still and take it.

"Well…" He almost purred"… I see we have a player…" He whispered into her ear, before running his tongue alone the lobe. Bulma shut her eyes and drew in a sharp breath, unknowing Vegeta was watching her actions very intently. He continued with his ministrations, moving his hot tongue along her jaw line and finally coming in contact with her pink lips, which parted openly inviting him in. He took advantage of her offer and plunged in, almost chuckling to himself as he tasted her sweetness. He delved deeper, accepting the reaction he got from her. It seemed she wanted this kiss, almost as if she needed it.

Bulma ran her hands up his sides, gliding her nails along the tanned flesh. She marvelled at his softness, and the fact he moved closer at her touch. Almost as if it seemed to be a game, Vegeta began venturing along Bulma's side, slowly penetrating her flimsy cotton top and coming into contact with the two mounds he sought after. A slight squeeze was all it took for her to let out a little yelp of pleasure. He reached around and unclasped the contraption that earth woman wore on their chests.
He deepened the kiss even more as he slowly massages her, pinching her erect nubs every so often.

Bulma trailed her hands back down his back. His erection now seemed painfully hard, as it ground into her hip. She reached his firm arse, and begin kneading not taking time to go easy. He let out a slight grunt and ground himself into her once more, almost sending her sprawling against the wall.

Vegeta broke the kiss, as much as he didn't want to, to regain some of his breath. She was all he could taste, smell and feel. She was all that was in his mind right now, the onna overwhelmed all his senses. He had to have her, even if it was right here in this very passage. He looked at her face with half lidded eyes, his lust the only clear emotion present.

Bulma felt him withdraw from her mouth, and felt slightly dejected. What the hell had happened to her? Is this what she wanted? No. It was not. This is what she NEEDED! Not wanting to wast any time, she dismissed the look of lust on his face and dived in for more, there tongues once more battling for dominance. This time she decided to claim her prise, and reached forward. She ran her finger over the tip of his man hood, and felt him quiver. That was the exact reaction she was looking for. She slowly moved her hand down, feeling his length as an excruciating slow pace. He shifted uncomfortably, and ground him self into her again, urging her on. She took a hold of him and began to pump slowly. He groaned in pleasure, and reacted by removing his hands from her chest and moved then down, slipping under the top of her pants. He reached his sought destination, she felt the warm wetness down there. There was no need for preparing, he plunged one finger in, then not waiting, slid another in. She moaned out loud at his actions and arched her back forward slightly. After moving in and out a few times, he dipped another finger in whilst his thumb reached for her enlarged clit. Her knees buckled from the sudden intense pleasure, but she was caught by her hair with his free hand.

Vegeta withdrew himself from her, earning a gasp of displeasure, lifter her up and proceeded to his room.

It took only a moment for him to remove her clothes in one swift rip, then he was on top of her. Without further ado, in one swift thrust he impaled her. She cried out in pain and pleasure. She had been with a few men in her life time, none of which compared any near to his size. He stayed still for a moment, soaking up the heat within her before withdrawing out and driving back in again.

Bulma arched her back in anticipation, and dug her nails into this sides. Vegeta moved his hands to her chest and began massaging none to gently while claiming another passion filled kiss. He drove in and out of her at an eye deceiving pace. Bulma felt her self coming, never before had it ever felt as intense as this. Every time she let out a scream of pleasure, Vegeta slammed into her even harder and faster, her voice acting like a stimulant to him. He was letting out some guttural animalistic sounds Bulma had never heard anything like in her life, but she loved it, and strived to hear more. She wrapped her legs around his waist, allowing him more entrance and pounded her self against him.

Vegeta felt her walls tighten against him, as her release came. She screamed so loud he cringed from the pain it brought to his ears, but this time he wanted to hear more! The pain was good. She was shuddering against him and the sensations caused him to find his own release. He growled and released him self within her, never feeling so fulfilled before in his whole life. The white specs infront of his eyes seemed to claim the world around him. Never before had a woman tired him this much, not even a Saiyan woman who had the stamina of any Saiyan male, let alone a pathetic ningen! He didn't care as he lay there breathless, still within her.