Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ What You Are to Me ❯ Wanted ( Chapter 11 )

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

"I said no!" Bulma roared at the man quickly advancing on her. "Oh come on, babe. You were digging me earlier." The slimy man replied.
"That was until you put your hands on me and wouldn't listen!" She screeched in fury. 'I need to get away from this. I don't know how much longer I can hold him off.' Bulma thought to herself before making her way towards the door.
"Come on, I'm not letting you leave until you give me what I was looking for." Bulma screamed in pain when the slime grabbed a handful of her aqua locks and pulled her back away from the door.
"I said get away from me!" She screamed again and making a point by adding a slap to her scream. Stunned, the man backed away and in turn gave Bulma enough time to make a break for it.
Bulma raced down the hall and through the party, ignoring all the strange looks she was receiving. The scared girl made her way to the front door of this strange house and burst through the door at a full run. Bulma ran until she couldn't breathe anymore before collapsing onto the grass.
Tears streamed down Bulma's face, everything was so wrong nothing was right at all.
The guy Bulma just escaped was too aggressive and she got scared and stormed out of the party and followed the sidewalk outside until she fell to her knees in sobs.
One person was on her mind at the moment was Vegeta.
Bulma could not deny the connection she felt with the Sayain, however he was so stubborn. For every few steps they took together, he bolted the opposite direction and out lashed towards her for it. He blamed her for being weak and that he did not have time to share his feelings, that being tied down to a woman would hold him back.
She took a deep breath and pulled out her phone and dialed his number. Tears were streaming steadily down her face and she prayed for his answer. The last time she actually spoke to him was during Ryan's funeral.
After two rings he answered.
"Hello?" He gruffly said into the phone.
"Ve-get-a"? Bulma choked out into complete sobs as relief flooded her mind.
"What happened?" Vegeta suddenly seemed concerned. She could hear him shifting around.
"Come get meÉI'm stuck in this neighborhood and this guyÉwas too aggressive."
"WHAT?" He roared into the phone. "Where are you woman?"
After giving him the address, he elected to remain on the phone.
"I'm sorry for how things have been lately." Bulma didn't respond, the memory ripped through her like a thousand blades.ÊWhy am I so attached? Why do I tolerate this abuse?
"I am doing this to get to you. Look at us talking this is nice. Why can't it be like this" Vegeta continued.
Bulma frowned into the phone.
"Hmn."
Bulma saw headlights appear and got up. "I see you." She hung up the phone and sprinted towards the car. He rolled down his window and looked into her eyes. "You fine?" He looked deeper into her eyes and studied her.
"YeahÉjust get me out of here." Vegeta nodded his head and allowed her inside.
Vegeta drove his car up to her and parked it. Bulma opened the passenger door and crawled into the middle front seat and snuggled up next to her rescuer.
He glanced down at Bulma one more time before backing up and heading towards his own house. The two rode together in silence, brushing against each other's arm many times throughout the drive.
Ten minutes later they pulled up into Vegeta's driveway.
Vegeta leaned against the counter and eyed Bulma as she walked by and took a seat on a barstool. "So what happened?" Vegeta frowned at the young woman before him.
"I went out, a guy did not know the word no." She did not want to delve into details, she was too ashamed for the truth.
Vegeta straightened up and went to the refrigerator, "You want some milk?" He looked back at Bulma.
"Yes please." She mumbled towards him. Vegeta nodded and turned his back on the upset female.ÊI will delve to the bottom of this.ÊBulma paused from nursing her glass of milk when she picked up on his stray thought. Vegeta raised an eyebrow at her before turning away once again.
"Come to my room." Bulma swallowed and followed his prompt exit towards the room.
Vegeta was sitting sideways on his bed with his back against the wall, absorbed with the television and didn't acknowledge when she sat down next to him. Bulma traced the rim of her cup with her finger before glancing over at Vegeta, it was so weird to see him do such normal things. Bulma sighed and rested her back against the wall, mimicking Vegeta's actions.
"He touched you?" He grunted. Bulma looked at him and noticed his slight frown gracing his face.
"Yeah, I allowed it at first, then it escalated too quickly." Bulma blushed at the thought of how horrible she sounded. "It's just been so long since I've seen you, and you obviously do not want me. So I decided to pursue another man." Vegeta began shaking his head causing her to stop her admission.
"I was expecting a fight when I got there. I would've killed him for putting his hands on you." Vegeta now was looking at her with a slight smirk. Bulma gaped at him, "So you do care."
"Hn." Vegeta then pushed his arm out towards her and began stroking her thigh.
"Turn off the light." Bulma looked at him in surprise and immediately recognized that devilish glint in his eyes.
"You're weird." Bulma snapped, not moving. He moved to stand up, pulling her up with him. Bulma opened her mouth to protest but all sounds were hushed when he crashed his lips against hers.
He continued to kiss her and pulled her close so he could undress his woman. Vegeta quickly lifted the shirt over her head and reached around for the bra clasp. "This is the weirdest damn braÉ" Bulma quickly unsnapped it and smirked at him. He looked down at her and frowned in confusion, "Woman species, such an enigma." Bulma playfully slapped his chest before kissing him again. His kisses traveled lower stopping at her chest. He sunk his teeth into her soft skin allowing his sharp fang to pierce the tender flesh. He continued to nibble her all over taking in her sweet taste. He grazed his teeth against the sensitive area between her neck and shoulder. He slowly ran his tongue over the area before capturing her lips again.
He then pushed her down onto the bed and crawled on top of her. They laid chest to chest observing each other and sharing kisses until Vegeta could not take it anymore.
"I want you" she whispered into his ear and nuzzled his neck. He kissed her ear, "Kiss my neck" he whispered. She began kissing his neck as he pulled her jeans off. She curled his legs around his and sunk her nails into his back as he took her into his possession.
"Baby" he moaned. Bulma closed her eyes as she felt him wrap his arms around her tiny body and bury his face in her hair as he slowly entered her waiting womanhood.
"I want to stay like this." She murmured through his animalistic grunts. He flipped her over on her stomach and pulled his shirt off, freeing his hidden tail. He brought his two strong arms across her chest and pinned her against him, and then allowed his tail to run a trail from her hip to her neck. Bulma gasped at the sensation it was causing. "I'm not what you think I am," he growled into her shoulder before taking her again. Bulma screamed in ecstasy as he pounded into her, showing a different side of him.
Vegeta continued pushing her through the waves of pleasure until he released his seed over her back. Before dismounting, he wrapped his arms around her one last time and gave her a tight squeeze.
He stood up from the bed and turned his back to her, giving her privacy to redress. "Woman, look at me." Bulma slowly turned her head and looked over her shoulder. This was the first time he had completely undressed in front of her. "This is who I really am." Vegeta lazily swayed his tail in front of him. "You, you're a Saiyan?" Bulma stumbled over her words before making her way over to Vegeta.
Vegeta could not hold his surprise finding out this woman knew what a Saiyan was. Bulma circled the man before her like he was a specimen being studied. "My father studied your race when I was a child. Vegetasei empire did a lot of work with my father's corporation!" Then Bulma's mouth gaped open, "Vegetasei, your name is Vegeta. Like the KingÉ" Vegeta slowly shook his head at the woman. "I am the sovereign prince of Vegetasei, the King you speak of his my father."
"Are there more Saiyans here?" Bulma reached out to touch Vegeta but he recoiled from her. "Yes." He curtly cut her off.
"This is all that you need to know, woman." He smirked at the anger crossing her face before retreating to his closet.
He had to leave in 10 minutes and meet with his council first things this morning, they were discussing his near death crash and where the faults should be paid, and inevitably why is why he here in Satan City. Bulma looked up at him as he pulled his shirt over his head. She marveled at the sight of him in his Saiyan guard. "I can't believe I know a real Saiyan. The very little I remember from my father's studies are that you are an aggressive species." Vegeta nodded his head in agreement, "We mate and breed warriors. Which is where your problem comes in, you are no where near the warrior or caliber person I seek."
She looked up when he overshadowed her, a serious look on his face, "let's go" he commanded. Bulma walked straight outside and asked for a ride to her car. "Woman it's late enough, come here." He smirked at her as he picked her up and they flew to where Bulma told him her car was left. During their flight, Bulma mulled over everything she just learned about the man carrying her to her car. 'Why did he tell me I wasn't suitable?' Bulma thought to herself. "You are too weak, onna." Vegeta responded when he caught on to her stray thought.
Soon they were at Bulma's car and he let Bulma go when her feet touched the ground, "I don't like to fly while you earthlings are awake. Draws too much attention for your petulant race." Bulma shook her head at his vain confidence, before she could say anything to him he was already walking away from her.
Bulma, still amazed at this new secret, stumbled to her car. He reached out and grabbed her up in a final kiss.
"See you later onna." He gave her a peace sign and was off again.
Bulma sat in her car for a moment before heading back to Capsule Corp.
What just happened?