Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Someone to watch over me... ❯ I know how we could pass the time ( Chapter 16 )

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Someone to watch over me…


The skyline over Satan City started to glow from artificial light as the sun started to set behind the mountains. The streets were kind of busy for being an early Thursday evening making the drive to the airport more of a challenge. Bulma stayed quiet, still upset from the phone call and the intrusion of Goku at the wrong possible moment ever. For all the time she had known the big loveable goof, he had impeccable timing for everything. She sat with a fat marker in hand and a stack of publicity photos on her lap signing every one of the fast as she could. With each picture signed, she tossed it to Yamcha who was getting pissed at her for attitude of just carelessly throwing the pictures and not speaking to him when he asked a question. Vegeta sat across from her staring at her with his arms crossed and the permanent scowl on his lips. Bulma would glance up from time to time to look at him and grin before going back to signing. She could tell he was just as pissed off as she was.

"Bulma are you even listening to me?"
"Huh? What the hell do you want Yamcha?" Bulma sighed out and threw another picture at him.
"I was telling you to stop throwing those at me."
"Well you are the one that wanted me to sign all of these. Why don't you do them, my fricken hand is cramping up now." She capped the pen and chucked it at him along with the rest of the pictures scattering amongst the inside of the limo. Vegeta snorted flashing a quirky grin of amusement. From the front you could hear Krillin, Tien, and Goku trying to suppress their laughter with every curse word Yamcha mumbled under his breath at her.

"What the hell is your problem Bulma? That time of the month?" Bulma gasped, she never thought she'd have him asking her that ever.
"That is none of your business dick. Gawd you don't ask women that kind of shit, it's just like asking them how much they weigh."
"That was last week weakling." And with the comment from Vegeta the look on her face turned from shock to horror. She didn't know weather to start yelling and carrying on or break down a cry with embarrassment.
"And how the hell do you know? You sneaking around checking for bombs in my bathroom?"
"I could smell it baka. Besides there is nothing interesting in your bathroom." That was all she needed to hear, the blush started from her toes to the top of her head.
"Just keep the hell out of my damn bathroom. Thanks for telling me that, I'll make sure to keep away from your keen sense of smell from now on." All she wanted to do now is find a nice deep hole and crawl in it. Talking about women things in front of men was something that shouldn't be done. She was happy the airport was finally coming into view which meant she could probably get away from them and lock herself in her own private room on the plane.

As soon as Tien parked the limo outside of the plane, Bulma barreled out of the limo and up the stairs and into the plane before anyone could blink. Vegeta just shook his head finding it funny how the onna's moods changed in the matter of seconds.
"Alright, who pissed her off this time?" Krillin asked getting his bags out of the trunk of the limo and tossing them to Goku to take onboard.
"That would be Vegeta." Yamcha growled out as he retrieved his bag and pushed past Vegeta on his way up the stairs to the plane.
"You pissed her off again huh?" Goku gave a small laugh watching Vegeta grab his things and come up the stairs.
"I stated the truth to the weakling and she got all bitchy. Not my fault."
"You have much to learn about women Vegeta."
"I know not to talk about their time of the month now." He stated quiet proudly as he entered the plane leaving Krillin, Goku, and Tien to laugh.

Bulma had indeed locked herself in her private room in the plane, too embarrassed to show her face around the guys. She relaxed back on her bed with music playing in her headset calming her nerves with the little turbulence that was encountered in the first few hours of flight.
"I hope ChiChi and Gohan's flight was better then this one." Goku whined as the plane bounced around some more making a few of them on edge.
"Kakarott, are you scared of a few bumps?"
"No Vegeta, I'm not. I'm scared of losing my dinner."
"Baka! Go sit someplace else then." Vegeta looked at Goku with disgust as Yamcha came from the cockpit.
"Bulma come out yet?"
"Why should she? You got some publicity stunt for her to do right now?"
"Krillin will you just zip it. Just making sure she's not spazing out with the turbulence. I think you remember the last flight we had that was bad?"
"You call a little screaming and some crying spazing out? What's this world coming to?"

Vegeta got sick of the three of them bicker about Bulma so he got up and to appease himself to check on her. He slipped down the dark corridor to her room in the back and knocked on the door, something he rarely did. Growing impatient of stand there being ignored by the onna, he opened the door and barged right in. There she lay, sleeping like an angel as music still played in her headset. He rolled his eyes and stepped closer to her to take the headset off that looked uncomfortable to sleep in off and pull the blankets up on her. She stirred slightly and smiled in her sleep bringing a small smile to his face. He pulled off her tennis shoes tossing them to the floor beside the bed and lifted her legs to pull the blankets out from under her to cover her with. With his job complete he turned heading for the door only to be stopped by the sleepy voice on Bulma.

"Stay, please." He hesitated by the door for a minute before turning back towards her to sit on the bed next to her.
"You're not going to yell at me are you?" He asked cocking an eyebrow to her, remembering she was pretty upset with him and Yamcha in the limo. She shook her head and sighed, happy and content he was sitting next to her.
"The baka said you'd be 'spazing' out by now."
"Yamcha is an ass. I just don't like to fly in bad weather. And I don't spaz out, I just get scared." She answered with a yawn before snuggling down with her pillows again.
"Sleep onna, we still have another six hours on this slow ass plane." He went to get up but was met with resistances. Bulma had latched herself to his arm pulling him towards her.
"I know how we could pass the time." She said with a sly smile gracing her lips.
"You think?"
"Oh yeah."

He lowered himself down taking her lips sweetly at first before pouring on the passion deepening it ferociously with the drive of an animal. This is what he had been waiting for, he wanted this, he wanted her and badly. She moaned against his lips feeling her heat rising with every small touch of his fingers sending sparks of electricity through her body. Breaking the kiss first, Vegeta kissed his way down her neck as his hands pulled at her shirt, getting her to rise up so he could pull it over her head without destroying it in a fit of passion, tossing it to the floor over his shoulder. His hands traveling down her soft skin of her neck to the red lace bra that encased her beautiful full breasts. He continued with his assault of kisses down her front until he met with the object that was in his way, this time not wasting time he ripped the bra in half in the front letting her breast fall forward towards him and the bra straps slowly fell down her arms. Marveling in the sight of her bare flesh he dipped his head taking a nipple in his mouth, sucking lightly earning throatier moans from her. Her hands made their way up to his neck before tangling them deep within the soft black mane pulling him down on her. Without releasing the pert nipple he shrugged off his suit jacket, throwing it down where her shirt was, and was sure the rest of the clothing would be soon. Bulma finally able to regain some of her wits from the first assault on her breast reached out to unbutton his shirt, it wasn't fair that she was half naked and he was still fully clothed. Slowly his rock hard chest and abs were free of the offending article and tossed carelessly away from them as she pressed herself against his chest to capture his lips again.

"Geta, now! I can't wait any longer please." Her eyes begging deep within his own. She panted as she bit her bottom lip when she felt him unbuckling her belt and undoing the buttons fly jeans, easing them over her hips slowly his hands making sweet torture of her skin all the way down to her ankles as he removed the jeans. All that stood in the way was his pants as she laid in her full glory in front of him. His eyes taking in every curve of her body before him, soon to have his hands to memorize every smooth inch of her skin. He reviled in her sweet scent of arousal as he sat up to pull off his dress pants and toss them with the rest. Bulma's eyes widen as she caught her first glimpse of how truly big he was. She gulped lightly, her nerves getting the better of her for a moment. She had never been with anyone that big before and it scared her a little.
"

I won't hurt you onna, relax." He whispered so softly like velvet against her ear as he settled between her legs watching her expression as he pressed the tip of himself against her very wet flower. Teasingly he pushed himself in slowly, both of them moaning loudly as he sheathed himself in to her tight, wet heat. Bulma shuddered and groaned with the feeling of the prince filling her so completely and then some. His touch so gentle, caressing every erotic zone on her body bringing her to new heights that no lover has done to her before. Working up a slow rhythm at first, savoring the feeling of each other pressed tightly together. A light sheen of sweat making it self present on their bodies as Vegeta quickened the pace, Bulma moaning and calling his name over and over, it was music to his ears. Feeling the walls closing in around his throbbing member, he looked to her face as she arched her back, biting her lip to stifle herself from screaming her impending orgasm, the deep pools of blue of her eyes rolling to the back of her head only made him work harder for his own release. Vegeta himself bit back a loud moan as her love fluids leaked out of her and ran down his thighs causing him to speed the pace more, wanting his release soon before he became to rough and hurt her. Collapsing down on her body, he grabbed her by her shoulders pushing her down on him harder and harder with every thrust as he buried his head in her hair as he called her name now as he neared. With one final hard thrust he empted his royal seed deep within her womb as he growled her name as she clenched around his member joining him in orgasmic bliss once again. Panting hard, he rolled off of her bringing her head to rest on his shoulder as she tried to recover.

"That was a good way to pass time." He commented as he brushed back her sweat soaked hair from her face to see her smile and snuggle into the warmth of his body. Feeling content, Vegeta let his guard down to pull her closer in his embrace and kissing her on top of the head.
"Sleep little one, I will be here when you wake." She nodded as her eyes slid shut listening this his heart still pounding in his chest and a purr from his throat. Within moments she was sound asleep safe and warm in the arms of a prince, her prince.


Ok, ok…not the best at lemons…*sighs* I lack imagination for lemons I guess... but I tried…