Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vegeta's Tail ❯ After wedding bliss. ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z

Author's Note: If anybody wants him the Rev. Yaoi is available for weddings, blessings and funerals. Use him in your fanfictions if you like I'd hate to waste such a good name.

Oh yeah and before I forget there's a Lemon in this chapter! Chapter 3. After Wedding Bliss.

Mrs. Briefs dried her eyes on her tissue. The cake was quickly cut by Bulma. Vegeta stood beside her not really participating. His only job being to hold the baby. He looked like he had other things on his mind than his son.

"Mom, could you look after Trunks please." Bulma asked taking the squirming baby from Vegeta and handing him to her.

"I'd love to, you two go off and have fun." She smiled as she saw Bulma lost for words for the first time in her life. She waved her away as she saw how impatient Vegeta looked. "My if I was 10 years younger." She said more to herself.

"What was that dear?" Dr. Briefs teased.

"Nothing, I'm just a little jealous." Mrs. Briefs pouted. "I'm left holding the baby."

"What do you say we give those workmen and Reverend a good feed. I'm in the mood for a barbecue to celebrate." He said cheerfully, petting his cat.

"Wonderful!" She exclaimed almost chucking Trunks up in the air. "All those nice young men!"

"Yes, wonderful." Dr. Briefs sighed, he was married to the biggest flirt.

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Bulma almost ran towards the new extension. She'd made it the opposite side of the capsule house. It was independent from the main house but still connected. Vegeta followed his arms crossed looking angry. He wasn't angry it was how he looked when relaxed, sad, happy.

"Okay so here it is our new home," Bulma said proudly standing outside the door.

"Well, get inside!" Vegeta snarled. Bulma looked slightly annoyed at his tone.

"I was waiting for you to carry me over the threshold."

"Is this another stupid tradition. The cake and flowers were only slightly tolerable, now you want to act injured and get me to carry you." Vegeta almost chuckled, he really just wanted her now. If he touched her he might start taking her on the doorstep.

"So you want to poke fun at traditions?" Bulma said.

Vegeta turned his back on her. The bond was getting stronger, his need for her was starting to show. His Saiyan armour hiding the bulge.

"What about that skirt you're wearing?" She pointed to the armour unaware of his arousal.

Vegeta gritted his teeth. She did have a point, she found his traditions silly but put up with them. More than she really had to. He grabbed Bulma quickly, throwing her over his shoulder. He kicked the door open and charged in.

"VEGETA!" Bulma screamed, furious and turned on at the same time. "This isn't what I meant!" She had a few seconds to slam the swinging door closed. He roughly threw her on the king sized bed. She glared at him, she wanted to say some more things to him but she stopped herself. The look in his eyes were of pure passion.

Bulma blushed as she realised how much he was wanting her this minute. She did have plans to do a little tour first show him the jacuzzi, small kitchen and ensuite bathroom. The tour would just have to wait.

"Hold on I'll get out of my dress first." She unzipped the silk wedding gown carefully hanging it up. "I want to keep it."

Vegeta remained silent. His stern gaze watching her like a hawk. He was admiring her undergarments. An ivory corset, stockings and absolutely no panties. Her tail swept back and forth, enjoying the freedom.

"Another tradition?" Vegeta asked his eyes glued to her trimmed triangle in between her legs.

"I made this one up myself." Bulma blushed. "I was feeling a little horny."

"Help me get out of my armour." Vegeta said turning his back. He could get out of it fine, he just wanted her touch immediately. Bulma stepped up to his back, trying to find a zipper or button. She managed to get his long black cloak off. She trailed her hands down the well sculpted back. There was a small hole in the armour over the top of his buttocks. Curious she prodded the hole with her finger, checking for a secret release button. It was furry and Vegeta squirmed at the touch. Bulma had an evil smile on her face. She'd almost forgotten about his tail spot.

She had a small feeling of guilt. She had promised herself she'd find a way to get him a tail. Though it had only been a passing thought. She decided to ask him about it later. She had other things to do to him. Vegeta tried to move away from her. Uncomfortable that she was so quick to find his sensitive tail spot. Bulma began tugging at the armour trying to pull it over his head.

"That's enough Woman." He said pushing her on the bed. "I'll get along better without you."

Bulma crossed her arms and pretended to sulk. "What about what you said in our ceremony."

"I'm only saying it once. I'm a Saiyan prince, I don't do mushy stuff." He pulled off his armour revealing his obvious arousal.

"So you're not turned on by anything romantic." Bulma grinned she was starting to tingle.

"We have a bond to complete, words are not necessary." Vegeta tried to look into her blue eyes. She was too busy looking at her wounded hand.

"Yeah, our bond at least I didn't get bitten."

"I didn't make a promise," Vegeta said with an evil smirk.

Bulma looked up, slightly shocked. "Hold on, did I get my beautiful hand cut for nothing."

"No woman it was a ceremony held only for royal couples. To let everyone know we are to be bonded. We've still to do the actual ritual."

"Another ritual?" Bulma moaned. "I want sex! I've been waiting these past few days because you said it would interfere with your meditation! I am not going to subject myself to another musty old ritual that had been forgotten for hundreds of years."

"Funny this musty old tradition involves sex, lots of it," Vegeta said this trying to contain his smirk. He wanted to smile as Bulma's face fell but he held it in a smirk, just.

"Lots of sex?" Bulma asked eagerly. Vegeta began grabbed Bulma's legs throwing her head back onto the pillow.

"Lots and lots of sex. I can't guarantee you won't get pregnant again."

"That's okay Vegeta I've took precautions, it's called the pill." Bulma said her legs up in the air. If she hadn't planned ahead she would have been regreting it the next morning. There was no way so could say no to Vegeta.

"So this pill will stop you getting pregnant?" Vegeta said as he stroked the inside of her thighs.

"Yup, do your worse," Bulma grinned as she his smooth hands exploring her stockings.

"Strange woman things," Vegeta pulled at the top of her white stocking.

"You are not going to borrow them are you?" Bulma teased.

Vegeta snorted and snapped a strap.

"Hey I bought that garter specially for the wedding or bond whatever it was," Bulma yelled.

Vegeta didn't answer her complaint. Instead he lunged at her capturing her lips with his. Bulma kissed back her tongue playfully testing his mouth. His arms pulled her closer. Bulma could hear their heart beats competing against each other.

"Now this is going to hurt blue eyes," Vegeta whispered in her ear.

"What will?" Bulma got her answer quickly as Vegeta bit her hard in the neck.

Bulma screamed loudly as she felt it, "son of a bitch!"

Her cursing died down as Vegeta kept massaging her back. Calming her temper down so she stopped swearing. Bulma breathed deeply as a dizzy sensation came over her.

She flopped back onto the bed. "I thought you said no biting?" Bulma groaned.

"You don't have to but I felt like it." Vegeta smirked in his usual arrogant manner. Bulma drew Vegeta to her and kissed him hard. The salty blood still in his mouth. Bulma's was still seething with anger. Vegeta didn't realise and openly kissed her back. His guard down Bulma bit his bottom lip.

"Hellcat!" Vegeta growled in an amused manner. He'd found the bite quite pleasing.

"Didn't that hurt?" Bulma cried.

"A little but I'll get you back." He smugly said.

Bulma's eyes narrowed. Her neck still hurt. "Remind me why I agreed to marry you."

"Because I can make you feel this." Vegeta assuredly said bending down to her. Kissing the top of her breasts. Bulma relaxed back trying hard to ignore her own anger. Vegeta tugged at the top of the stiff corset. Bulma slapped his hand away, sensing that he would break her expensive garment. Also it held in the extra flab she still had to loose from giving birth.

Vegeta ignored her and continued down. Bulma's tail whipped out from where it had been hiding. Wrapping delicately around Vegeta's arm. It held back his hand.

"Strong little thing." He mused.

"Do you miss your tail?" Bulma asked.

"Sometimes when I look at you I wonder what it would be like to hold your tail in mine. It doesn't matter it is frivolous and I have survived without it." Vegeta said this while stroking Bulma's tail.

"We could wish for it back with the dragonballs."

"Then we'd have to wait another year. We used them to return our future son to life and all the other people Cell and the androids killed."

Bulma smiled when she heard him say future son. She'd heard from the others how Vegeta had freaked out at his death. It didn't matter that he was almost killed by his actions. His actions was proof to Bulma that she and Trunks did matter to him.

"I have a little plan for that." She said eventually. "It involves a long journey, but I think we deserve a honeymoon."

"I really don't care about my tail." Vegeta hissed.

"Well I do, I thought you were sexy with your tail." Bulma snapped back.

"Sexy, huh?" Vegeta smirked, "what about now?" He kissed the bottom of her stomach. Bulma shifted on the bed. She did want to say more but now he seemed more interested in sex.

"Yes Vegeta you're goddamm sexy now." She moaned. His kisses reached down lower.

"Goddamn sexy? I can get better," he gently petted the top of her trimmed bush. Bulma moaned in pleasure and annoyance.

"You arrogant, egotistical monkey."

"I beg to differ you look more like a monkey," he said while still stroking her tail.

"I'm an aesthetic work of pure monkey gorgeousness." Bulma boasted while trying to keep her pleasured moans down.

"I think I'm the looker in this relationship," Vegeta chuckled as she tried to object he went for her pleasure spot. Kissing and sucking on that one particular place Bulma was unable to make a come back. She couldn't speak, especially when a finger dove into her. All the while Vegeta's mouth stayed where it was. His tongue darting across her flesh.

Bulma threw her head back into the pillow. Unable to control her body as Vegeta gave her multiple stimuli. When his free hand began massaging her tail she came. Vegeta pulled himself up to face her. The bite mark on her neck was still fresh. He moved in and started sucking on it. Bulma didn't object this time. The adrenaline and euphoria in her body made the pain go away. She tilted her head away giving him better access. The dizzy sensation happened again. For Bulma it felt like she was falling into a deep pit. The blackness all encompassing. Surrounding her comforting her.

She was woken from the daydream by Vegeta. The tip of his manhood was testing her. He was looking into her eyes trying to get her attention. Bulma focused on the deep black eyes and realised something. The blackness was the same as her daydream. She understood in that moment the connection they had made. That this was what the bond was really about. Just knowing that Vegeta would be with her now forever. Confident Bulma wrapped her legs around him and pushed her hips up. Vegeta plunged into her. Bulma tried tightening her wall muscles. A trick she had been trying to master. Vegeta grunted, she must have gotten it to work. He moved slowly, working back and forth against her tightness.

Bulma relaxed again, happy that her exercises had not been for naught. She could use this to torture him for a change. As Vegeta quickened his pace Bulma tightened again. Vegeta groaned and slowed to a stop. Desperately holding himself in. Bulma smiled as his head rested on her neck. She loosened her grip.

Vegeta growled as he caught onto the game she was playing. He began moving faster and faster. Keeping up an abnormal speed, all the while checking that it wasn't hurting his woman. Bulma was restraining her gasps. All previous thoughts of muscle control had disappeared from her mind. The faster he got the more she felt every part of her thrilled with lust and bliss. All she could do was hold on and hope she didn't burst with the ecstasy she was experiencing. Vegeta couldn't hold it any longer. He came inside her pushing himself in deep. Bulma climaxed just after him a wave of pleasure washing over her. She hugged onto Vegeta as the fuzzy feeling started leaving her.

"How much sex till the bond takes effect?" Bulma asked huskily with a big smile on her face.

"Haven't even gotten started yet woman." Vegeta answered sweeping the hair from her face. Bulma started giggling like a school girl as Vegeta tried taking off her corset. "How does this thing work?" "Stop Vegeta, that's tickles." She objected but he kept going.

"NO, NO....OH VEGETA!" Outside everyone at the barbecue stopped at the loud screams. They echoed across the whole compound. The workmen sniggered between themselves. Rev. Yaoi began his furious sweating again.

Dr. Briefs trying to ignoring it concentrating on feeding little Trunks. Who was happily babbling to himself, naive to the embarrassed adults. Everyone was blushing except one blonde lady.

"Oh to be young again," Mrs Briefs sighed.

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Autho r's Note: Did you see the plot I slipped in? Vegeta ignored it he seemed more interested in something else. If anyone can guess from the clues I'll let Chibi Vegeta hug them.

Chibi Vegeta: "I ain't hugging no one." *Pouts.*

Mz D: "Oh yes you will." *pokes him with cattle prod*

*Chibi Vegeta nods obediently*

Mz D: Next chapter Bulma will tell Vegeta her plan and this time he'll listen!