Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyan Obligation ❯ Minds, Bodies, Hearts and Souls ( Chapter 14 )

The Mysteries of Love:

Saiyan Obligation

Chapter Fourteen

Minds, Bodies, Hearts and Souls

VEGETA paced his room while his mind was racing with a million of thoughts.

She lied to me, was his first thought followed by, she played me for a fool, all this time she's been living here she's been pretending!

And he had believed her! Darn woman. He should have listened to Zoron when he had said that she was lying about her age or when he had found it strange that she didn't want anyone to know it was her birthday or when Gohan had called her by her name or when she dressed in those little garments!

But what did he know? What did he know about maternal love and feelings and emotions and how one displays them? So it would only make sense that he had accepted things at face value, he consoled himself.

She knew how much he had wanted her, she had felt it and yet she had let him stop himself time and time again. All this time he was honoring something that was non existent!

Oh how she must have laughed at him, laughed at how easily he had given in to her charms and then had to hold himself back. She made him, for once, weak! 'Disgusting!' He thought angrily.

"Go away." He bellowed at the knock on his door.

"No! Open this door right now." It was Bulma. She must be very brave or very stupid to want to see him now, when he was burning with uncontrollable rage. Knowing her, he would definitely say that she was brave although right now he would like to think that she was the latter.

"I do not wish to see you now woman. So leave." He spoke to the closed door.

"Vegeta if you don't open this door, then I will blast it open!" Bulma yelled.

He could not help but smirk. For some mysterious reason, she was the only one in this universe who dared to challenge him. The only one who would dare argue with him, insult him and laugh at him. And he never felt the need to blow her up into pieces! 'It was the damn desire he felt for her.' He told himself sternly, nothing else!

"Ok then, have it your way." He heard her call from behind the closed door.

He unlocked the door and opened it to reveal Bulma standing outside, her right hand controlling a ball of energy! 'Why the little witch, she would have really done it!' He thought as he held back a smirk. She somehow always managed to surprise him.

"Still planning to use that." He smirked as he nodded towards the ball of energy that she had not put out.

"Don't tempt me." She returned his smirk with her own that could even rival the mastered perfection of his. "Thank you." She said sweetly as she stepped inside his room.

Bulma could sense his anger, it was emanating in waves, but he had opened the door for her, so that was a good sign! She thought hopefully. And he hadn't attempted to murder her yet, an even better sign.

She looked around the large room. In design it was similar to the one he had given her, maybe just larger. She noticed an Isolation Chamber in a corner. But the room was neat and clear from clutter. Everything, it seemed, had a place. But where her room was filled with bright colors, his had only one - black.

His sheets, pillow cases and even the light material of his curtains were an endless shade of black. She was glad it was day and that sunlight was seeping through the drawn curtains or it would have been a very intimidating room!

"Have you come to spew more lies?" He asked with barely concealed rage.

"No. I have come to tell you the truth."

Vegeta let out a harsh laugh. "A bit late for that, don't you think." He mocked.

Bulma flinched as she tried to hide her guilt. "Look, what would you have done if you were in my shoes. Here I was being captured by aliens with my five year old nephew and was told that I would make a nice sex slave while Gohan would be trained to be a cold hearted soldier. Then we end up on a strange planet light years away from home and we are met by a man who kills as if he were just saying hello." Bulma defended. She watched as he clenched and unclenched his fists.

"I never threatened to or hurt you and Gohan." He said simply.

"Yes, but only because you thought I was the mother of a Saiyan. If I had told you differently would you honestly have let me live?"

"You were the closest thing to a mother the boy had! Of course I would have." He defended.

"Well I couldn't believe that at the time. I didn't trust you." She said honestly.

"And after that?" He shot back. "Three months later, six months later hell even today, you could have told me! Yet for an entire year you've been lying to me! Playing me for a fool."

"That's not true." Bulma denied.

"The hell it isn't!" He said as he stepped menacingly towards her.

Bulma instinctively moved away from him but as he came closer she felt her back hit a wall. Vegeta smirked as he placed both his hands on the wall on either sides of her.

"I was afraid of this very reaction! Of your anger." Bulma said nervously as she looked down unable to breath at his closeness.

"Liar!" He said as he lifted her chin up so that her eyes could meet his. "You lied not because you were scared of me, but because you were scared of the desire you felt for me." He knew the words to be true the moment it left his lips for he too had felt overwhelmed by the deep depths of it! "You used the lie to protect yourself because you knew I would always stop myself from taking you because I thought you were the mate of another Saiyan."

"That's not true." Bulma said as she shook her head but his fingers tightened their grip on her chin.

"Well you don't have to worry any longer, I won't stop now." He said as he lowered his mouth to claim hers in a rough kiss.

She had not liked the look in his eyes. They were cold and empty and she could only see one thing in those unreadable depths. Punishment! He wanted to punish her for lying by finally taking the one thing she had indirectly denied him for so long.

Vegeta could practically hear the wheels in her head spinning! Well no more! It was time to do what he had been wanting to do for so long.

Bulma's brain stopped functioning as she felt Vegeta's kiss soften. 'Damn him!' She cursed at how well he could read her feelings and tell exactly what she wanted.

"Bulma." It was that though, the silent plea of her name, that was her downfall.

She answered him my moaning softly and opening her mouth to him.

Vegeta held back a smirk as he deepened the kiss to taste the sweetness of victory. She was not to be a silent partner though, he thought as she wrapped her fingers in his hair and held his head still so she could take control of the kiss.

He humored her for a few minutes before breaking the kiss. He watched as she groaned her unhappiness at the break of contact. Her eyes were closed and her face was flushed.

Vegeta traced her lush lips with his hot tongue before kissing a trail down her creamy neck. He nipped playfully at her collar bone before moving back up to the sensitive flesh behind her ear. He made wet circles on her skin with his hot tongue.

Bulma thought she would die from pleasure as his tongue teased an erroneous zone of hers. She moaned her pleasure and arched into him. But it seemed as if he had only just started to torture her as his hand found the zip at the back of her dress. After unzipping her dress he ran the tips of his gloved fingers on her bare back. Bulma thought she would break as she involuntarily arched deeper into him!

He ran his hands over her arms and before reaching the top of her dress. He pulled it over her shoulders letting it fall to the ground.

Vegeta groaned as her body was finally fully exposed to him! Except for the tiny scrap of lace under ware she wore she was completely naked. Her body was even more gorgeous than he had dreamed it would be. He cupped her slim waist as he bent his head to blow his warm breath on her breast. He was glad to see the rosy buds stand up for more attention. He obliged, taking one peak into his mouth to suckle them greedily as he touched its twin gently.

"Vegeta." Bulma moaned from the feel of his hot mouth on her naked flesh.

At the needy sound of his name, moaned from her lips he looked up at her then. "Open your eyes." He told her as his hand ran a part down her flat stomach to lay softly against her femininity. He gently touched her as he asked, "Is this what you want?"

How can he be asking me this now? Bulma thought incredulously, especially considering were his hand was and that she was basically begging him to take her.

"Tell me! I must know if this is what you want! If you are certain." He continued seriously.

"Yes." She whispered breathlessly as she nodded.

"Good!" He smirked before moving a step backwards. Bulma looked at him in confusion. He took both her hands in his. He held them together as he kissed her fingers, licking them playfully before bringing them apart. Exposing her palms to him he placed his mouth in the centre of her right palm, making teasing circles with his tongue.

'Kais! Who knew hands could be such a turn on.' Bulma thought helplessly.

He then placed her palms flat against his armored chest. "Now undress me." He commanded, though in a very unsteady voice.

"What?" She asked nervously.

"Don't you want to even the score." He teased as he brushed back a strand of her hair from her heated cheek.

Bulma swallowed before removing her hands from him. She then set about her task, removing his armor first and throwing it on the floor before taking of his gloves. Remembering how good it felt when he had kissed her hands she did the same to him. Though timidly at first, but at the sound of hearing his breath catch, Bulma's teasing became more confident.

She placed her palms flat against his muscular chest, running them over his broad shoulders and then back to his sculpted pectoral muscles before bravely tracing a path down his toned stomach and to his arousal. He felt so hard. He was so aroused! Her touching became more inquisitive.

"Enough." He said as he grabbed her wrist to stop her touch. "I'm sure you are very pleased to feel how much I want you but I think I've waited long enough."

Vegeta gathered her in his arms and then took her over to his bed. He placed her down gently, not as he had done the very first night he brought her to the Castle. Bulma could not help but feel as if they had come full circle.

As he removed his boots and combat suit he never once took his eyes of off her.

"I've waited along time for this." He told her as he joined her onto the bed. He spread her legs apart with his knee as he held himself over her.

He then removed her underwear with ease. If Bulma had not been so filled with desire for him or if she had not trusted him she would have been nervous. Though she knew that this was right! This was how it was always meant to be.

"So soft." He muttered as his hands did not leave one inch of her bare skin untouched.

"Now Vegeta! Please." She may be inexperienced but she knew the ground rules and right now all she wanted was for him to be inside her.

"Impatient aren't we." He mocked her. Though Vegeta knew that he too could not wait any longer. The burning need he felt to be inside her was only intensifying with each tormenting second. He positioned himself before entering her with one deep thrust.

Bulma felt the pain of his entry causing her to cry out as she clutched at his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh.

"What the ..." Vegeta said in disbelief as he felt her body's resistance. He made to move away! There was no way in hell he would take a virgin! A bloody virgin he cursed. Even if he would die from being unfulfilled for the hundredth time since he had met her, he would not finish this!

Bulma felt the tension in his body and realized he meant to pull away from her. She automatically wrapped her legs around his calves. He looked her in surprise and astonishment. "Please, don't leave me like this." She said as she pulled his head down to kiss him.

Vegeta knew that this was one battle he could not win. His body refused to listen to his mind. He allowed himself to get lost in her kiss as he gently set a slow rythym for her body to adapt to his faster pace.

After Bulma felt the tension leave him she became lost in the sensations of his kiss, all pain of loosing her virginity lost in her need. She felt him move within her. He was steel encased in velvet. His own movements taking her to that glorious peak she had only read about.

She heard him groan her name as he buried his head in her neck and as she felt him climax inside of her so did she.

At that moment of pure bliss it felt as if their minds, hearts and souls had become one, just as their bodies had. It was a feeling that neither would ever forget!