Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Cycle Continues ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

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

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or any of the characters used in this story. Nor do I own the song "You Spin me Round" by Dead or Alive. I am not making any profit off of this story, aside from the compliments I receive.

Author's Note: Okay! This is the last chapter everyone! I hope you enjoy it! Oh, and for those of you who didn't know, the contest is over, and the name of the song was "You Spin Me Round" by Dead or Alive. Excellent song! I love it! *giggle* Those of you who emailed me go the preview! And well, if you didn't get one, it means that you didn't follow the rules because I specifically said to email me! Not leave your answer in a review!

But anyway, on with the story!

Special thanks to Vegetababe, Eric Jacobson, Kat8125, and Bulma Peacecraft for beta-ing!

And big thanks to A-Jae for making me sit down and work on this!

I enter my woman's room to see her sitting on her bed, picking nervously at the covers. There is no doubt in my mind that she is making an attempt to look alluring for me, judging by the miniscule little scrap of material she is wearing.

She has definitely succeeded.

She scoots back slightly on the bed as I advance toward her, closing and locking the door behind me. A predatory glint shines in my eyes as I lower myself slowly onto the bed, feeling the mattress depress beneath my weight. It remains silent as I crawl toward her. Good, I have always despised squeaky mattresses, especially since it has never been me before, making them squeak.

"Come here little one." I purr, looping an arm around her waist to pull her closer. Her eyes are wide and uncertain, but the surrounding air is thick with her need, so I feel no qualms about coming on to her so suddenly. I press my lips to hers, kissing her, and I feel her relax in my arms as long eyelashes flutter against my cheeks.

A tiny moan escapes her mouth as I push her gently down onto the bed. My fingers trace lightly over her breasts, causing pert nipples to strain against the silky scrap she wears. Quickly, I tire of the garment though, and begin to tug at it. I would much rather see her wearing only her birthday suit.

"Ve…Vegeta…" she protests softly, and I stop my tugging to see what she has to say. "I…well I've never…I've never actually had…had sex before…I mean, I've done things…hand and mouth things…but I…" she is blushing profusely. "I've never had actual p…penis-in-vagina i…intercourse…" she squirms uncomfortably and I can't help but to chuckle.

"Leave it to you, woman, to get technical on me while I'm trying to make love to you." I purr, inordinately pleased that I will be her first. It is as it should be, in Saiyan culture.

She opens her mouth to say something, obviously surprised at my choice of words, but can't seem to get anything out, so I take the opportunity to kiss her again, sliding my tongue into her mouth, entwining it with her own.

As I pull away from her, I lift the nightgown over her head and pull it off, exposing her stomach and breasts, pert and bouncy, each crowned by a hard little nub. She is still wearing a pair of lacy little panties, but that is all. Before I can pull those off, Bulma begins to tug hesitantly at my tank top, each shy little movement causing her breasts to bounce, unrestrained.

Obligingly, I lift my arms so she can pull it up over my head, and as she does so, I feel her nipples brush against my chest. My shirt is tossed to the side, and I push the woman back down onto the bed, my head moving down to her chest, where she cradles it, letting out soft cries of pleasure as I flick at her straining nipples with my tongue. Her feet rub against mine as she works the legs of my sweat pants up a bit, trying to increase the skin-to-skin contact.

I roll off of her and then to the side, lying on my side as I grasp her panties and pull them off, useless things. I position myself so that I am on Bulma's right side, with my chest half on top of hers and half off. I rest on my hip, with my groin pressing into her hip and upper thigh as I fling one leg over, trapping hers beneath it. I kiss her slowly, my lips lingering on hers so that we are sharing breath as my fingers stroke her ever so lightly.

Bulma gasps and bucks her hips against my hand, silently urging me to touch her with more than the feather light strokes I have been using. I chuckle lightly against her mouth as I roll her clit, pinching it gently between my thumb and forefinger. Her moans are like music to my ears, and I feel myself growing even harder.

Gently, I slip two fingers into Bulma's slick entrance, finding and rubbing a tender spot gently. She moans urgently, and I can tell that she is coming close to release. My instincts are wonderful, wonderful things… I withdraw my fingers as Bulma whimpers for more, pushing her hips upward in a pleading gesture.

Bringing my hand up to her mouth, I trace her bottom lip with one wet finger, then watch as her tongue follows, licking up the moisture. My god, that is sexy. Blushing, she licks at my fingers, then takes them into her mouth, gently sucking off her own juices as I smirk down at her.

I stop her, pulling away so I can remove my own clothing. She crawls over to help pull down my boxers and stares, wide eyed, at the size of my manhood. She swallows a lump in her throat, then leans forward hesitantly, preparing to take me in her mouth. I push her back down on the bed though. I am in control tonight, and I will not allow myself to be compromised by the ministrations of the little minx.

I cover her with my naked body, reveling in the feeling of my bare skin against hers, so smooth and creamy. I nestle myself between her legs, so that my hardness is pressed tightly against her most intimate place, but I dare not enter her…at least, not yet.

Bulma moans and pushes her hips against mine, wordlessly asking me to take her. "What do you want, little one?" I ask, my voice deep and husky with passion. "Tell me what you want."

"You know already Vegeta." She pants, squirming under me.

"And you'll get it." I purr. "All you have to do is ask me nicely."

She looks at me strangely, and her eyes widen as she realizes that I intend to make her beg. "I want you inside me." She says, coolly, trying to hide her need.

"That was the worst begging I've ever heard." I chuckle, grinding my hips down against hers, until she cries out in pleasure. It is common for Saiyan males to make a female submit and then beg for the initial mating. We are naturally dominant, and so it is natural for me to want to show my fiery little woman who is really in charge.

She says nothing, and I know that her pride will not allow her to beg for pleasure…but that will change soon. I watch Bulma's face in amusement as she closes her eyes and rubs her hips against mine; trying to give herself a pressure induced orgasm, and entice me to enter her at the same time. However, I don't intend to let her gain the upper hand, so I grab her hips and push them into the bed, in order to stop any movement. She whimpers desperately, and squirms about a bit.

When she realizes that I won't let her move her hips, she bites down on her lip, closes her eyes, and I feel her hand slide between us. She begins to rub herself gently, pinching and rolling at her own little nub as I watch in amazement. My Kami…I don't think I've ever been so aroused in my life…But no. Giving her pleasure is my job. With a growl, I slap her hand away.

With a cry, Bulma's eyes fly open in protest, and I almost feel sorry for her. The poor thing's eyes are tearing up, she's so heated. Perfect. I grind my hips against hers again, and she cries out, her stubborn resolve broken. She needs me to take her.

"Please…" she whispers. "Vegeta…please." She looks up at me, her half lidded eyes pleading. "Touch me Vegeta. Take me please…Take me, Vegeta Sama…" she moans, and I smirk, feeling her warm juices flow out onto me. "Vegeta Sama…Vegeta no…no Ouji Sama…" she pants. Now that is what I wanted to hear.

"Good girl." I purr, rubbing myself against her. She spreads her legs eagerly, and I push myself in quickly, the simple act of entrance sending her over the edge. She doesn't even notice the pain of her tearing barrier as she writhes in blissful agony.

I have to strain to stay in control of myself as she thrashes about beneath me, crying out in her pleasure. The contractions of her inner walls squeeze me tightly, so hot and wet…but I don't intend to release before I have a chance to do anything. Thank Kami for all the training I did as I young warrior…If I had not learned to control my body so well, I would surely have lost it before I even entered her.

I wait until Bulma has recovered slightly, before I begin my thrusts, slow and powerful. It takes me a bit to build up a decent rhythm, but when I do, I can feel my mate moving along with me, our hips grinding together in an ancient dance, sacred and beautiful.

I feel her long, silky smooth legs wrap around my waist as I bury my head in the crook of her shoulder, panting and kissing at her ear and neck. I can't help but to hiss in pleasure at the familiar, yet oh so different sensation building as I slide quickly in and out of her.

There are no other unmated Saiyans to try and steal her, yet I feel the urge to mark Bulma as my own mate. Instinct. With a grunt, I set my jaw in the crook of her neck and bite down, moaning as I feel the skin break as my teeth sink into her soft flesh. I lap at the thick, metallic blood that flows out, and the woman beneath me doesn't even notice the pain, so lost in the throes of her second release.

I quicken my pace, thrusting in and out as she squeezes me, so close. My eyes roll back and I gasp for breath as the ultimate pleasure suddenly overcomes me. My head snaps back, and I can't help but to cry out, a hoarse yell, as a spill myself inside of her body, our juices mixing and flowing out to coat our thighs.

Panting, I roll to the side in a daze, bringing my new mate with me. I'm too tired to even pull myself out of her. She snuggles close to me as I wrap us in the blankets, and sighs with pleasure, sleep already claiming her form. Perhaps we will do that again in the morning, after we sleep for a while…yes, that will be good.

Hmmm…maybe this whole 'mating' thing won't be so bad after all…

Yeah I, I got to know your name
Well and I, could trace your private number baby
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
I want some

Well I...I set my sights on you
(and no one else will do)
And I, I've got to have my way now, baby
(and no one else will do)
And I, I've got to have my way now, baby
All I know is that to me
You look like you're havin' fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come

You spin me right round, baby
right round like a record, baby
Right round round round
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round

And I got be your friend now, baby
And I would like to move in
Just a little bit closer
(little bit closer)

All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come

You spin me right round, baby
right round like a record, baby
Right round round round
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round

I want your love
I want your love

All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come

You spin me right round, baby
right round like a record, baby
Right round round round
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round

Okay! That's the end! No more! I'm sad…*giggle* And hey, this is going to sound really corny and stuff, but I really hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it...I mean, I really had fun with this one.

So anyway, I know that lemon wasn't as super lemony as it could have been…but well, this is Vegeta we're talking about…I mean, it's his POV, and if I were him, I wouldn't exactly have been gushing on about "the almost magical sensations running through my body." He just doesn't seem like that kinda guy, ne?

Now, I'm done talking, so please review! I would appreciate it very very much!

Oh, and I have a little question! Now, many of you know that I wrote a Halloween fic, but it hasn't been posted yet, and I want to know something! Do you guys want me to divide it up into installments to be posted on Wednesdays, or should I post it as a whole???