Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Prince's Captive ❯ Chapter 15

Chapter Fifteen

Vegeta knocked on the door to Bulma's cabin. He could hear the shower running in the adjacent room. He opened the connecting door.

He could see her form behind the shower curtain. She stopped washing herself for a moment. "Vegeta?"

He made his way over the shower and touched the curtain. "Were you expecting someone else?"

She slid the curtain aside and looked at him. Vegeta looked her up and down. Her hair was slicked to her face and it gave her eyes a brighter appearance. A shade of blue so pure, it should have put the sky to shame.

"Vegeta," she said so softly that he almost couldn't hear. She moved to turn off the tap.

"Leave it on," he said.

She raised an eyebrow at him. He smirked and began to remove his clothes. She giggled when she realized what he was up to.

"What if someone comes in and catches us?" she teased.

He glanced up at her. "I wasn't aware that strange people walk into your bathroom unannounced."

"You did," she said, stifling laughter.

He frowned slightly, but otherwise ignored the comment.

She extended her hand out to him. He took it and she used it to pull him into the shower. She looked down at the length of him and smiled, wryly.

"Oh Vegeta." Her hands shot down and she cupped him in her hands. He gasped and the sound excited her.

She giggled and before he could speak she halted him by forcing her mouth on his in a kiss. His hands moved down her wet back and he grabbed her butt.

She jumped and pulled back a little. He pushed her against a wall and she gasped. He pinned her to the wall with his body and kissed her roughly. She moaned and slid her arms around his neck. He was trying to force his tongue into her mouth. She finally parted her lips.

He broke the kiss and pulled away from her. She slid down the wall into a sitting position and gazed up at him. Her eyes were glazed over with pleasure.

He smirked at her. "Do you want me now?" he asked.

"Oh yes, very much."

She slicked her hair out of her face as he straddled her legs. Vegeta let his fingers play lightly over her nipples. Bulma wordlessly reached out for his face and cupped it in her hands. Her parted lips descended on his and he slid his tongue inside her mouth.

She broke the kiss and he moved his lips down to the swell of her breasts. Bulma moved her hands to the top of his head and grabbed handfuls of his ebony hair as he moved forward and teased her breasts with chaste kisses.

Her body was growing hot with desire. Her hands tightened in his hair and he drew in a sharp breath. He slowly raised his head to look at her and she released her grip on his hair. His body was now entirely slick from the water.

He inched downwards until his lips were hovering over her stomach. His tongue flicked out along the skin, licking up the water. She lay back against the tub and placed her hands on his shoulders, digging her long nails into his skin but not hard enough to draw blood.

He continued with his task and Bulma moved her hands to the small of his back. His tongue moved to her cleavage and then off to one of her breasts. She moaned and put her fingers on his check.

"No, take me now. I want you inside of me, now!"

He smirked. "As you wish."

He drove himself inside of her, making no attempt to be gentle. Experience had told him that she didn't like it gentle. She moaned and called out his name. Hearing his name excited him and made him quicken his rhythm.

She gripped his shoulders tightly, this time drawing blood. He didn't seem to notice. She cried out. He knew exactly how to hit the spot and once he had found it, he drove himself into it continuously.

Vegeta looked down at her face as they reached the climax. Her face twisted with desire and she was panting like crazy. He kept his rhythm going and Bulma was whimpering and thrashing her head from side to side.

She arched her back, drawing moans from Vegeta this time. She was trying to move him back and he let her so that she was on top of him now.

She smiled down at him. She grinded her hips against his and rode him just a hard as he had been driving himself into her.

After a while, Bulma paused and when she found her voice, she spoke. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

He nodded. "But I can't wait for my turn again…"

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A low-pitched, constant beeping sound found Bulma's ears and she sat up. Vegeta moaned and stirred beside her in the bed. She glanced around the room. She had almost forgotten that they had retired to her bed after they left the bathroom.

"What the hell is that noise?" he asked.

She scooted away from him. "Sorry. Hold on." She reached over on her bedside table and picked up her communicator. "Someone is paging me."

He grumbled and rolled over in the bed. She gave a small smile and flipped open the top of the device.

Bardock's face came into view on the small screen. "Bulma?"

"Oh hey, what's up?" she asked.

Bulma had told him to direct all of his calls to her small communication device because it was more discreet then gathering in the control room.

"Did I wake you?" he asked.

"Yeah." She glanced over at Vegeta, who seemed to have fallen asleep again. "But it's okay."

"I have something very important to tell you," he said. "Is Prince Vegeta there with you?"

"Yeah, he's here," she said, reaching over and shaking Vegeta. He turned and looked at her. "It's Bardock."

He sighed and moved into a sitting position. He sat beside her and peered at the small screen.

"Prince," Bardock began slowly. "I have some bad news and some good news."

"Go on."

"The bad news is that your father was murdered," he said, and then waited for a reply.

Vegeta's stony expression never faltered. "And the good news?"

"We've found his murderer thanks to Amara and we've thrown him in a cell. It would be best if you return back to Vegeta-sei and assume your position as King. The people are becoming restless again."

"Frieza's not going to just let me leave," Vegeta said. "You know that."

"But our planet needs a King, surely he can see that…"

Suddenly the same beeping sound as before started up again. Vegeta looked at Bulma. "What's that?"

"Someone else is trying to contact me," she said. "Hold on, Bardock."

The screen went black for a moment and then a man with purple hair and blue eyes appeared on the screen. "Bulma? Bulma?"

"Daddy," she cried. "Is it really you?"

He nodded. "Of course. I just called to tell you that everything is set."

"Really? That's wonderful. How many hours until it's time?"

He glanced down for a moment and then up again. "About three."

"Oh Daddy I'm so happy," she said. "I'll finally be free."

"And you can return home to me," he said.

She paused and looked at Vegeta. He looked back. She realized that there was something she hadn't thought through. If she were free of Frieza, where would she return? Would she go to Vegeta-sei and be Vegeta's queen? Or would she return to her home planet and rid it of Freiza's men? Then things could go back to the way they used to be.

"What's going on, woman?" Vegeta asked, irritated by the silence.

"That's my father on the screen. And he says we're going to execute the plan in about three hours."

"So, why the confused look? This is good timing. We can return to Vegeta-sei and…"

"But I'm from Earth," she reminded him.

His eyes widened slightly. "Yes, you were, but now you're carrying my child."

"Yes that's right," she agreed.

"What?!" Dr. Briefs cried on the screen. "You're carrying someone's child?"

Bulma turned back to him. "Yes Daddy. This is Prince Vegeta and he's a Saiya-jin."

"A Saiya-jin!" he spat. "You had sex with the Prince of the Saiya-jins? Haven't you heard of them? They're brutal and…"

"I've heard," she said. "But Vegeta and I are in love. I do want to go to Earth with you, but right now I need to go to Vegeta-sei with him. I'll return to Earth in a few months."

"But Bulma…"

"I'm sorry. This is my decision. Please just carry out the plan as soon as possible. We can discuss this later." She ended the call and switched back to Bardock.

He raised his eyebrows inquisitively at her.

"We'll be back on Vegeta-sei before you know it, Bardock."

"Is that so?"

She nodded. "We've got a way to escape."

He smiled. "I knew you'd come up with something. I'll see you soon." The screen went black.

Bulma flipped the communicator closed and set it down on the bedside table. She rose from the bed and went to her closet.

"You really want to go back to Earth, don't you?" Vegeta asked, suddenly.

She turned halfway. "Yes, I want to, but I also want to stay with you. Any chance of you moving to Earth?" She smiled.

He shook his head. "I'm their King now, I have to go back."

"I know."

He went to her and hugged her from behind, running his hands over her bare arms. He placed his head on her shoulder and spoke with his lips close to her neck.

"You're going to be my queen now, Bulma. You have my child within you and I'm not going to let you or him leave me."

"Him?" she asked.

He nodded and moved his hands down to rest on her stomach. She was beginning to show just a little. "Saiya-jins can sense these kinds of things. It's a boy."

She shook her head. "I'll never understand you, but that is amazing. We'll see if you're right."

"I am," he insisted. "Females and males feel differently."

"All right," she said, laying her hand over his. "Right now my primary concern is getting out of here. We'll figure out the rest later on Vegeta-sei."

"Okay."

"Now you should get dressed," she said. "We only have three hours remember? Tell Radditz and Kakarot, too."

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Celestial Princess: Poor Bulma. She gets one problem solved and is faced with another! But that makes for an interesting fic, right guys?

All Characters: (groan)

Bulma: When are you going to stop torturing me?

Celestial Princess: At the end of the fic, of course!

Bulma: (Sweat drops)

Celestial Princess: Come back for Chapter Sixteen! Buh-bye for now! (Waves)