Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vegeta's Tail ❯ Reunion ( Chapter 27 )

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Warning: One great big lemon!

*Mz D puts blindfold over Chibi Vegeta*

Not for the young or the easily upset at sex in stories!

Chapter 27

To say Bulma was happy would be undermining her emotion at this point. She was ecstatic, fit to bursting with happiness and overflowing with joy, all the while ripping Vegeta's clothes off.

"Hmphf!" She mumbled as she kissed her revived husband.

"Ghmphf!" Vegeta grunted back.

He burst through the door of the ship leading to their bedroom. Bulma landed on the unmade sheets, not caring for the mess she had made previously. She clung to Vegeta's naked body, breathing in the sweat and grime. He still had a faint odour of death on him but she brushed that thought to the side. The need overdid any other of her normal objections. Bulma just wanted to be held and caressed by her Prince.

Vegeta yanked at Bulma's jump suit, stripping her down to her bare skin. The shredded remains got tossed to the floor. Neither Vegeta nor Bulma wanted to talk. There was nothing that either of them wanted to say that their actions didn't already show.

Though Bulma was still physically and emotionally drained from her days separated from Vegeta, she found some strength to embrace her prince. He pulled her onto his lap petting small kisses across her chest. She smelt of sweat and grime from her ordeal but to Vegeta it was like a sweet perfume. The moments in Hell were starting to become a distant memory. One that would revisit him in the form of a nightmare in future dreams but for now he had Bulma. She was the one piece of good, that even though he would never say, he needed more than anything in the universe. He would die for a third time before he would let any harm come to his woman.

All these thoughts of Vegeta were unknown to Bulma; but through the bond that they shared she could feel the emotion. His warm over-protectiveness that she wanted to just let herself become wrapped up in the feeling. Her tail slinked around Vegeta's waste and she pulled him up pointing to the hatch leading to the shower room.

"I haven't washed in days…" She panted through her fevered kissing. "I need to be clean…"

"But woman…" Vegeta purred. "You're not going to stay that way."

Bulma laughed but urged her husband into the shower. She still had dried up bits of slime stuck in her hair and tail. Vegeta snorted a laugh and followed her in pulling her up against the wall. As Vegeta started to suck hard on Bulma's breasts almost devouring the flesh.

Bulma sighed in bliss as her scrambling arm managed to turn on the tap and the reviving hot water shimmered down. Her own excitement couldn't rid the fact that she smelt really bad or that she still had Cerci's slime stuck to her. The warm water gushed over the pair. The splashes dripping down their now hot bodies. Bulma tilted back her head feeling some form of revival from the liquid.

Vegeta tenderly moved his attention from her chest and to her neck. Most specifically her bite mark that claimed her as his. Bulma giggled from the tickling sensation from her husband's nibbling. She let her arms drape down his back feeling he strong muscles that supported the both of them. She could feel his aroused hardness pressing against her and she tingled all over at the idea of having her Saiyan inside her again. But Bulma wanted to enjoy the foreplay as much as possible. As much as she wanted a rushed animalistic experience she knew that would be over far too soon. She wanted ever touch that felt like a mini orgasm to last all night.

Part of this sensation being that she wanted every cell of her body to touch Vegeta. To know that it really was him she was kissing and not some fevered dream. The past few days where still fresh in her mind and she couldn't let them fade. It was a horrific memory that she wished the water could wash away.

The Prince himself moved as if he was in a trance. Bulma's soft body welcomed his harsh biting. Her flesh was beginning to taste better from the clear liquid that sprayed across them. His hand swept across her pert nipples and further down her front. He followed each curve of her body memorising it, wishing the thought to stay with him forever.

Bulma tilted further back, holding onto his strong arms. She fully exposed herself to her husband urging his hand lower. She let out a gasp as he swept his finger across her crotch. His hand exploring her curls looking for her nub. Vegeta slipped across her opening, teasing her as he brushed her sensitive part.

Bulma moaned and leaned her head against Vegeta's neck, kissing him softly. Her wet hair stuck to her face and neck, but the for the first time in her life Bulma didn't care what state she looked like. Bulma put her own vanity behind her and let herself become just a woman being loved.

She soon even completely forgot about how wet her hair was when Vegeta's finger entered her. Bulma tilted her hips letting him delve deeper inside her. She moaned again in pleasure as Vegeta's wide finger continued to explore her folds. She barely noticed that she had been flipped upside down until water began creeping up her nose.

"Hey!" She spluttered but her objection was quieted by Vegeta's tongue dancing across her cleft. The smooth motions helping her forget any uncomfortable-ness. Bulma let her tail wrap around Vegeta's hand that was firmly holding her upside down. The wet fur though uncomfortable when wet was still sensitive and aided in heightening her already accelerated emotions.

She petted kisses across Vegeta's abdomen avoiding the throbbing muscle that pressed against her cheek. She nibbled gently against his groin, its salty taste still clear in all the water. Bulma was urged on by Vegeta's grunts as he tried to keep them both upright.

She smiled triumphantly as she thought of what it would be like to bring her Prince to his knees. 'A girl can but try.' She mused.

Bulma took in a deep breath and tenderly sucked at his lower genitals. The soft skin that had already tightened was still supple enough to pull gently at. The liquid splashed around her aiding Bulma's mouth in gliding across the skin. If Bulma had better hearing she would have heard a low rumbling moans coming from Vegeta.

The Prince was finding Bulma's attention to his balls strangely erotic. He was finding it more difficult to continue with what he was doing to Bulma. A chuckle from the woman below him snapped his competitive streak. She had begun to notice that Vegeta was being still.

'I think I've finally found a way to break him.' She thought deviously.

But Vegeta had already plotted a way to regain the upper hand.

He moved their bodies so that Bulma's exposed genitals where in direct blast from the shower. The reaction from the blue haired woman was immediate. It was as if a small bolt of electricity had been shocked through her entire body. Bulma twitched and fought back against the sudden explosion of sensation.

Her own attention to Vegeta's groin where lost as she struggled for air. Her husband smirked as his finger sketched along her opening. The pulsing water was getting into places that Vegeta could only manage one at a time.

But Bulma had now gotten over the sudden shock of the unexpected exhilaration. Now she was seeking out her own revenge as she enjoyed Vegeta's administrations to her vagina. She licked her lips and latched onto Vegeta's penis. It was difficult to keep her rhythm upside down and with water going everywhere. But she glided up and down his length trying to fit as much as she could into her mouth.

Vegeta's body shuddered with bliss but he gritted his teeth not wanting to fall now. His own mouth clasped onto's Bulma's pink flesh and his tongue began exploring her folds. The water had washed away some of Bulma's juices making her drier than she actually was. But there was enough for Vegeta to work on as he lapped at her vulva. His thick tongue entered Bulma and out again to flick across her swollen clitoris.

He continued the pace while Bulma kept her own mouth moving on Vegeta's enlarged manhood. They continued like this for minutes, each caught up in their own pleasure. It was only till Bulma choked slightly as water went down her nose again that Vegeta lifted her off.

Bulma gasped for air but soon was back kissing Vegeta's body.

"Make love to me." She moaned leaning against his chest. Vegeta's tail looped protectively round her. He could tell that the woman was tired. But her lust and need for him overpowered her other more life essential needs. As if she would die without being touched by him.

'I can't imagine what the pain of the bond separation was like for her.' He thought as he slowly kissed her neck. 'Bulma can't filter pain the same way I do. She hasn't needed to, in her way she lived the life of a real Princess.'

He held his 'princess' supporting her weight as moved their bodies closer together. It was slow at first easing Bulma into a position she would find comfortable. But with a thrust of is hips he fully entered her. They both let out a groan of relief and contentment. Bulma's tail itself around Vegeta's waist helping her hold on. But Vegeta's strong arms held her steady.

The shower kept them cover in hot trickling water. That soothed over Bulma's aching muscles. If it wasn't for the ecstasy she felt at the moment and her urge to be with Vegeta she would be asleep. But this was better than anything she could have dreamed of.

He held her torso and moved her so all Bulma needed to do was to hold on. Which she did, kissing and purring as the movement got faster. Vegeta grunted his own enjoyment as he gritted his teeth keeping the rhythm at a constant pace. Bulma uttered mumbled words as she tried tell him how much she wanted him.

Though Vegeta didn't need to hear her words. He could sense it through their bond. The empathic connection that made him feel whole. He leaned back making her move faster on top of him. The position itself was slightly awkward so he began to move backwards out of the shower.

"I think we've washed enough." He said in his raspy voice.

Bulma shook her head. "Keep ....going."

Vegeta smirked. "Who said I was stopping?"

They landed on the bed, Vegeta sitting down and Bulma on top. He continued moving her in pace with his own body. Bulma was now so tired that she flopped onto his shoulder but her murmurs of pleasure where the one thing that told him she was still awake. The mantra she repeated was always, "Keep going."

Vegeta responded by pushing as deep as he could within her. Bulma gasped arching her back and trying to jut her hips back in rhythm. She could feel the escalation of her orgasm beginning. Her inner walls twitched with the expectation and Vegeta thrusted further in. His own orgasm was close and his muscle pounded for a release but Vegeta wasn't willing to let go. Not till Bulma climaxed.

It didn't take long a panting yelp from Bulma told him how close she was. She clasped onto him as she began to twitch with an intense rapture of emotions. Vegeta tried to hold onto some control but his body had other ideas. He released his seed explosively inside Bulma as she shrilly cried out. As she too came her pulsing orgasm making her toes curl. She relished the feeling of bliss that swamped her mind.

Bulma's tired body finally gave in and she slumped forward onto her husband. Vegeta patted the back of her head and repositioned himself on the bed. He would have slipped Bulma beside him but neither of their tails wished to let go.

Both of them where curled around the other's waist. Vegeta didn't try and force them apart. Even though he wasn't tired he wished to rest and stay by Bulma's side. He leaned against the wall letting his wife slumber on his chest. Vegeta remained inside Bulma all night as she slept the rest that she very desperately needed. All the while the Prince stayed watching her breathing and touching her soft blue hair.

She was perhaps the one thing in the world that he could say had gone right for him. Though there was some things that darkened his mind.

"Kakarrot, I know we'll fight again." He whispered to the ceiling. "Once we meet again I will prove myself the most powerful in this Universe."

The image of his rival flared in his mind. The incredibly goofy grin that had smiled back at him in Hell. There was no way his pride would be sedated by letting him stay dead. He would fight him either here or in the other-world and finally put his demons to rest.

"There is no way that idiot can pass up a fight." He hissed quietly. "And I swear that even if I am on Earth, I will train so that I will be able to beat you Kakarrot."

He clenched his fist and was about to muter to himself again when Bulma's hand swung round his shoulder tapping him gently.

"Hmmm...shut up...." She murmured.

Vegeta grunted in some amusement and kissed the back of Bulma's hand.

"Only for you my Princess..." He hushed.

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Author's Note: Heh, cute, smutty and retrospective all in one chapter!

Chibi Vegeta: "Can I look now?"

Mz D: "I suppose..."

Chibi Vegeta: "This chapter prolly sucks anyway! I mean you didn't have ME in there!"

Mz D: "Trust me if I did I'd be in jail or something..."

Chibi Vegeta: *checks word count* "Bit short.."

Mz D: "I can't do long lemons and I wanted to end it there, zero cliffhangers."

Chibi Vegeta: "What it's finished?!"

*Uproar from the readers*

Mz D: *sweatdrop* "No! No! I meant THIS chapter had no cliffhanger. I will be continuing!"

Chibi Vegeta: "So what now?"

Mz D: "I'm going to take them home!"

Chibi Vegeta: "Annnnndddd?" *not impressed*

Mz D: "And you'll have to wait and see!"

Chibi Vegeta: "Pheh..." *Still not impressed*

Mz D: "Hey! I've got my own personal reasons for ending here! If I tried to do any more it would have been another weekend till I updated."

Chibi Vegeta: "Slow poke!"

Mz D: "And why am I defending myself against you pipsqueak? Back in the box!"

*Shuts Chibi Vegeta in his box*

Mz D: "So next chapter it's a New Namek send off and you'll find out if it'll be an easy trip home. And I'll try and make it slightly longer next time."