Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Summer Storm ❯ One-Shot ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or Vegeta, and it's a good thing too because if I did that man would be too tired to go out and terrorize the world *wink*. I don't own Nine Inch Nail's Closer to God, but damn it makes me horny.

Summer Storm

You let me violate you

You let me desecrate you

You let me penetrate you

You let me complicate you

Gradually Bulma became aware that the shadows in her room were lengthening and that it was getting harder to see the papers in front of her. She glanced at her clock, frowning when she saw it was only three thirty in the afternoon. Light flashed through her room just as a loud crack made her jump. She stood up to glance out her window too see dark foreboding storm clouds roll in from the east. She opened the double doors to her balcony in time to hear the first hiss of the rain splatter on the still hot cement. Wind rushed around her into her room, scattering her papers on the desk, before it was just as quickly sucked out by the fluctuating currents. Her sheer blue curtains billowed out before her as she stepped barefoot onto the tiles, the warmth searing her soles.

She walked further out onto the steamy balcony, ignoring the rain that soaked her hair. Instead she released it from its confining bun and shook it out until it hung in a disheveled mass down her back. The wet material of her white sundress slicked against her like a second skin, leaving nothing to the imagination. She lifted her face to the down pour her tongue darting out to taste the tears of heaven. More thunder vibrated through the air calling out to the primal animal that was trapped inside her core. Summer storms always made her blood hum with the forgotten instincts to mate and kill.

Her hands skimmed down over her neck until she cupped her breasts straining against the damp bodice. Underneath she wore no bra and the dark areolas of her nipples could be clearly seen through the opaque material. Massaging one breast, her other hand glided down over her ribs and hip until it rested at the hem of her dress. She arched her head back and she could feel her hair flow down to sway against her bottom as her wicked hand slid under her dress to tease her hidden core. Her wet fingers brushed against her cotton panties, a mixture of water and desire soaking them as her bud swelled with want.

Help me

I broke apart my insides

Help me

I've got no soul to sell

Help me

The only thing that works for me

Help me get away from myself

From his hidden catch on the roof the GR, Vegeta watched as the woman emerged from a world of swirling blue, lifting her face to the torrential rains, uncaring that it soaked her to the skin.

As soon as the first scent of rain had drifted to his keen nose he had retreated to his quiet seclusion on the roof. The storms of earth reminded him of the violence of his life. The blinding lightening and the crashing thunder sounded like so many of the battles that he had been in throughout the years, but it was the rain that he liked the best. The warm downpour swept away the evidence of combat, leaving the world fresh and pristine. He would raise his face to the rain, much like the woman was doing now and imagine that the rain could magically scour his filthy soul clean as well.

With fascination he watched as Bulma reached down to cup her generous breasts in her hands, flicking her nipples with her thumbs. He shifted in place, desiring to be the one to touch her like that, to be the one to give her pleasure. Her small hand smoothed down her side to caress her creamy thigh before darting under the hem of her short dress. She threw back her head wantonly. Cries of pleasure were wrenched from her lips and lapped up greedily by the whipping wind as her nimble fingers dipped inside of her.

Vegeta felt raw desire course through his veins, throbbing want bringing his member to attention. He snarled with frustration as he watched the woman disappear back into her haven, furtively noting that she left her doors open to intrusion.

I want to fuck you like an animal

I want to feel you from the inside

I want to fuck you like an animal

My whole existence is flawed

You get me closer to god

He touched down silently on her balcony careful to stay in the growing shadows while watching the unsuspecting woman move around her room. She flipped on her stereo, the erotic thudding of drums poured out of the speakers, complementing the roar of thunder perfectly. Sensually, as though there was a lover in the room with her, she peeled the soaked dress from her glistening body. As it fell to a heap at her feet, her roaming hands skimmed up her sides, gently brushing her breasts before gathering her hair up at her neck. She stretched up on her tip toes and arched her back, thrusting her pert breasts forward, before exhaling deeply, letting her hair fall back down around her.

Vegeta's groin ached with an intensity he had never felt before, for any woman. The only thing that prevented him from entering her room, throwing her down on the bed and crawling inside of her was his own self loathing. It was easy to use ship whores, or fuck a female warrior guilty of his same sins, but to taint the beautiful onna with his foul touch was inexcusable.

You can have my isolation

You can have the hate that it brings

You can have my absence of faith

You can have my everything

Besides pleasure there was nothing that he could give her. All he had to his name was broken armor and monumental pride. She would want to speak to him of his past, of his life, and learn about him, to heal him, but that was not an option. Never would he let this woman know the depth of his pain, of the torment that he endured under Frieza. His words of would only serve to destroy her, though he longed to tell someone who cared about his heartache. He had nothing to give, not even love.

Help me

Your tear down my reason

Help me

It's your sex I can smell

Help me

You make me perfect

Help me become someone else

He watched with glittering eyes as she slipped her panties down over her hips before lying down on the bed on top of her navy blue coverlet. She reached over to her nightstand, pulling open a drawer and dipping her hand inside. She withdrew a light blue cylinder shaped object that he had never seen before, she twisted the bottom and a humming sound filled the air.

She slid the object between her legs almost immediately arching off the bed while massaging her breast. Lightning flashed and Vegeta could see the pleasure etched on her perfect features. Vegeta couldn't stop himself from cupping his erection through his tight training suit, the large bulge clearly defined. The musky scent of her orgasm mixed with the clean smell of rain as the droplets coated his body, plastering his flaming black hair to his skull.

The woman put aside the object, allowing her body to rest, while running her hands restlessly from her stomach up to her breasts and down to her legs again. She writhed on the bed, in the throes of unquenched passion. The orgasm had satisfied her initial need, but she wanted something more primal, more fulfilling. Her head fell back into the pillows and a groan of displeasure escaped her ruby lips, calling to Vegeta who stood forlornly outside her door.

Unable to resist her siren call, Vegeta stepped into the room, startling the woman from her unrest. Her troubled blue eyes met his hard onyx ones, uncertain of what his presence meant. The lightning flashed again and Bulma saw past his impassive face to the burning desire deep within him. Her own savage animal residing inside her gave an answering growl and with a toss of her teal hair she beckoned him closer.

I want to fuck you like an animal

I want to feel you from the inside

I want to fuck you like an animal

My whole existence is flawed

You get me closer to God

Without a word, Vegeta kicked off his shoes and peeled his suit off his muscular body, watching her watching him. He placed one knee at the foot of her bed, moving up to cover her body with feline grace. Her legs parted for him, allowing him to nestle himself in her honeyed sweetness. He reached around her neck, gathering up her hair in his fist as he raised her face to his for a searing kiss. Her lips parted under his demand and his tongue slipped inside of her mouth, jousting with her sinuous tongue.

His other hand raked down her side to her hip, leaving red marks on her pale skin, before he gripped her rounded buttock pulling her tighter against him. She wrapped her slender arms around his massive shoulders, reveling in the sheer power that ebbed off of him. Her leg curled around his as she curved her body into his.

He broke away from her intoxicating lips, to rain fire down on her delicate neck and journey to the tantalizing goal of her beautiful breasts. She gasped as his hot mouth closed over the sensitive crown of her nipple, his teeth scraping deliciously across her flesh. He circled his other hand around her leg until his fingers brushed her entrance causing even more of her juice to gush down her thighs.

He descended down her body, nipping her midriff as he went, ignoring the desperate clawing at his back as she tried to keep him pressed against her. Her hands delved into his damp hair, while her body arched underneath him. Her potent scent became stronger and Vegeta licked his lips in anticipation of the feast before him.

With sure confident strokes, he lapped at her swollen flower, one hand pressed against her stomach to keep her on the bed as she bucked wildly. Gently he inserted two fingers into her moist cavern, grinning as he felt her tighten greedily around him.

He looked up to smile wickedly at the woman who glanced down at him, wondering why he paused. His devilish smirk sent waves of desire and uncertainty crashing through her. He lowered his head back down to her core and as his tongue flicked out, something pulsed at her very center, sending spasms through her entire body as his ki lashed through her. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she howled with pleasure. Again and the again the waves rolled over her, her muscles clenching around his thrusting fingers.

As the waves ebbed, he flipped her over onto her stomach, nudging her until she was on her hands and knees as he knelt behind her. Gently he guided his hard staff into her waiting depths, hissing as her heat enveloped him. With excruciating slowness he pushed into her before withdrawing to do it again, his hands wrapped around her hips, pulling her tight against him as he rocked inside of her.

With one hand she reached out to grab the headboard of her bed to balance her weight, while the other slipped in between her thighs to tease her already throbbing flesh. As his pace increased so did her tantalizing caress. Their groans filled the room as each person rode on the crest of need, desperate to tame the wild beast inside them.

The coils of ecstasy snapped inside of her and she pressed herself back against the solid man behind her. Her screams echoing through hollows of Capsule Corps, before being smothered by the raging storm outside. As her muscles clenched around his staff, he lost what little control he had and released his milky fluid into her waiting womb, while sparks of light danced behind his eye lids.

All through the forest, above the trees

Within my stomach

Scraped off my knees

I drink the honey inside your hive

You are the reason I stay alive

They collapsed together on the bed, Vegeta spooned around the delicate woman, as she drifted off into a dreamless slumber. His strong arm wrapped around her waist bringing her closer to his beating heart. He knew that he had nothing to give, but he knew that he would never let her go, even at the cost of his worthless life.