Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ To Warm A Saiya-jin Heart ❯ At Work Too? ( Chapter 6 )

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

Disclaimer: Arrrggghhh! For some odd reason, I always end up typing discalimer instead of disclaimer! Well, after that odd little bit of info into my twisted life, back to the real discalimer (damn! I did it again!)

I do not own DBZ or any of the characters in this story. I am not making any money off of this story either or I would be laughing hysterically at all people below me. (Just kidding, I'd only be giggling)

Author's note: HEY EVERYBODY! I just wanted to thank all of you for all the great feedback I've been getting! These few chapters will focus on how the rest of the gang found out about Bulma and Vegeta, MY way.

WARNING: If you are a total Yamucha fan, then don't read this or you will be angry. But then again, if you are a total Yamucha fan, I doubt you'd be reading B/V fics anyway.

Now here's the story : )

To Warm A Saiya-jin Heart

Chapter 6

At Work Too?

Vegeta awoke to the bright sunlight shining through the window, and a little tickle on his nose. He opened his eyes slowly, to find a lock of bright blue hair resting on his face, and the head to which that blue hair belonged resting on his chest. Connected to that head was the rest of the body of a young woman by the name of Bulma Briefs. He was slightly confused at first, realizing he was not in his own room and he had a naked woman curled up next to him, but a lazy grin spread over his face as he remembered the events of the preceding night.

Bulma stretched, half asleep, and snuggled next to the warm, hard body of Vegeta. She placed a soft kiss on his chest to let him know that she was awake now, and she felt him running his fingers along her nude back. She blushed and looked shyly at Vegeta, who was yawning and trying to rid himself of the sleepy look he had acquired since waking up. Her smile became wider, thinking of how unbelievably cute Vegeta looked when he was all sleepy looking with that silly little smile on his face. She lifted her head up for a kiss before asking, "What time is it?"

Vegeta looked over at the clock on her dresser and replied, "1:00 in the afternoon."

"1:00?!?!?" Bulma screamed. "Oh my GOD! How could I have overslept this late???"

Vegeta chuckled softly, "Well, we did tire each other out last night woman." He murmured, pulling her back against him.

"Vegeta," she said, "I have a meeting to go to in an hour and I really really have to get ready soon." She looked up at him with big puppy dog eyes and he reluctantly relinquished his hold on the small woman in his arms. Not without a very passionate kiss though. She rolled out of the bed and ran to the small bathroom connected to her bedroom. Vegeta got up, grumbling about women and meetings and anything he could think of while he followed Bulma to the bathroom. "What do you think you're doing Vegeta?" Bulma asked as she saw him get up and follow her.

"Do you expect me to stay all sweaty woman? I am coming to take a shower, of course." He replied, smirking.

"Oh no you're not!" she squealed, "If you come in with me, you know I'll never make it to that meeting!"

"And why is that?" he asked, knowing Bulma was a little squeamish about the subject of sex. She blushed and made no further argument as Vegeta stepped into the shower stall behind her.

Bulma tried to pretend that Vegeta wasn't naked in the shower with her, but it was exceedingly difficult, as he kept touching her and caressing her most sensitive spots. It was getting really hard not to turn around and slam him up against the wall in order to make passionate love to him, not that she could slam him up against the wall anyway.

Almost as if he could read her mind, Vegeta decided he had had enough fooling around. He grabbed Bulma and propped her up against the wall, pushing her up so she wasn't touching the floor anymore. He pressed against her hard enough so that she would stay against the wall, but not hard enough to hurt her. He spread her legs quickly and pushed himself in, relishing the feel of her warmth surrounding him. Bulma gasped and pleaded for him to be quick, and he complied, knowing that she had a meeting to get to.

He pumped hard and quick, bringing them both to the ecstasy of climax within minutes. Bulma cried out her release and wrapped her legs tightly around Vegeta's waist, while he merely grunted with satisfaction.

Vegeta pulled himself out and supported the still wobbly Bulma while he helped her wash herself and shampoo her hair. Then she jumped out to get ready for her meeting while Vegeta stayed in the shower to get cleaned up.

Bulma sat through the meeting, completely bored. She just couldn't stop yawning and every time she did, the other board members would glare at her. 'Damn Vegeta' she thought. 'Thanks to him, I'm making an ass of myself, and I probably won't be able to walk properly for a month.' She shifted uncomfortably on her chair. 'I wonder what he's doing right now.' She sighed and checked her watch. Only an hour of boring, lecherous old men left to go.

Vegeta tried to train after he had gotten out of the shower. He started out in the gravity room, but decided to go out in the fresh air. He needed to think. He just couldn't get that silly woman out of his head. Vegeta had always prided himself on having superb control over his urges, but from the first time he had laid eyes upon that damn Bulma, all he could think about was sex, sex, SEX! Once he had gotten to know her, he had learned to enjoy more than her sparkling eyes and curvaceous body. He had started looking forward to seeing her, and sparring with her, verbally of course. It had only occurred to him recently that he was actually in love with her, and the thought had appalled him at first. He couldn't stand the thought of the weak little woman having so much power over him, but after he had let the idea of possibly mating with her, and creating some little demi-Saiya-jins, sink in, he found himself thinking that it wasn't so bad after all.

Just thinking about Bulma sent little heat waves throughout his body, and an all too familiar ache in his groin. He looked over at the Capsule Corp. office building with growing curiosity (not to mention a certain growing body part) as to whether or not Bulma's meeting was over yet.

Bulma almost jumped for joy when her meeting was finally over. She hadn't been paying much attention to the boring lectures at all. She had been thinking about Vegeta the whole time and had only managed to get herself rather heated up. She practically ran all the way to her office, where her secretary greeted her with a smile and told her that someone was waiting in her office. Bulma was puzzled. "Do I have any meetings?" she asked, uncertainly.

"No Ms. Briefs," the secretary replied. "He said he was a friend of yours, but man I'd like to be his friend if you know what I mean!" she added with a little giggle. Bulma walked into her office to find a clean, fresh Vegeta sitting in one of her chairs.

Meanwhile, at Yamucha's house…

"Poir, I miss her."

"Don't be sad Yamucha." squeaked the little cat.

(Author's note: Is it just me or does the fact that Poir is actually a boy freak you out?)

Yamucha sighed, "It's just that she seemed so serious this time, I mean, she didn't even cry or yell or even throw anything. Not even a pitiful little whimper!"

"Well, maybe you went to far Yamucha. You actually slept with another woman!"

"I know!" Yamucha jumped up. "I'll go buy her a dozen roses and surprise her at work. It works every time!" Yamucha raced out of his house and left Poir behind, shaking his head sadly.

Yamucha drove to the nicest florist he could find and bought Bulma a huge bouquet of the reddest roses he could find, and then sped off to Capsule Corp.

Yamucha waited for the elevator to get to the top floor. 'Damn building, has to be so big!' he thought, irritated. When the doors finally opened, he barged out, almost knocking over one of the most prestigious members of the board of trustees. After a sheepish apology, Yamucha rushed on to Bulma's office.

He almost ran right through her doors when he heard the voice of Bulma's elderly secretary. "Do you have an appointment sir?" she asked.

"Do I look like I have an appointment?" he asked rudely. "What kind of guy shows up for an appointment with a bouquet of red roses?"

"When it's an appointment with Bulma Briefs, every man brings roses." she replied dryly. "Ms. Briefs is busy right now, you can't go in. Another young man stopped by and has been waiting for her since before her meeting ended."

'Another guy? Muscling in on MY Bulma? I don't think so!' Yamucha thought, overcome by jealousy. He walked right up to the doors and practically tore them off their hinges. He was totally unprepared for what he saw.

Bulma was sitting on her desk, legs wrapped around Vegeta's waist. Her blouse was open and her skirt was up around her thighs. Bulma's hands were entangled in Vegeta's hair and the two were locked in a passionate kiss. Vegeta's hands were in the process of undoing the clasp on Bulma's bra.

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