Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ You left your mark on me. ❯ A little scrubbin', Maybe some rubbin', and a whole lota lovin'! ( Chapter 15 )
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By: lexylou 
The much awaited lemon! I hope it was good for you.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.09.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 482 | Status: Work In Progress
The much awaited lemon! I hope it was good for you.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.09.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 482 | Status: Work In Progress
YOU LEFT YOUR MARK ON ME.
CHAPTER 15 – A little scrubbin’, Maybe some rubbin’, and a whole lota lovin’!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.A/N: -thought-"speech"(mental speech)
Bulma had arrived at the medium sized capsule ship. Vegeta released his hold on the woman and sat her on her feet. Bulma walked towards the ship with Vegeta on her heels. –Doesn’t the guy know anything about personal space? He’s been awfully clingy all day.-
“There should be food in the fridge.” She directed her statement at her companion. “If Goku hasn’t eaten it all, that is.” She mumbled. Bulma went through drawers and cabinets searching for the dragon ball radar as well as clothes. She soon found the radar with little effort and then her fingers brushed past a pink and blue labeled capsule. “Thank you, mom!” she praised her harebrained mother. She had to give it to Bunny. She may be a ditz, but the woman knew how to prepare for anything.
Vegeta rummaged through the fridge and made himself a saiyan sized meal. After he finished he wiped his mouth to remove what left over crumbs clung to his lips and face. He soon heard the sound of water patting somewhere off in the ship. Curiosity got the better of the prince and he went to investigate.
Bulma went straight to the bathe after finding the capsule her mother graciously packed for her. She turned on the shower and waited for the water to warm up and steam to fill to small room before undressing and stepping in. She grabbed the soap and laved her stomach. The circles she made gradually got larger and she moved the soap to other parts of her body. She was in her own slice of heaven as the hot water penetrated her muscles and soaked her cares away.
Vegeta found his way into a steam clouded room and opened the door to allow some of the humid air to escape. He smelled the sweet scent of something between food and flowers. He stood stock still as his curiosity was quelled with the discovery of a very nude Bulma lathing up her calves and working her way up to her thighs. He bent position gave him a full view of her backside as it was pressed against the glass of the shower door. However in this position she was unable to see him.
Vegeta slowly backed out of the bathroom to peak at her from the nearly closed door. He watched as she rinsed the soap away and stepped out of the shower. She wrapped a towel around her body and used another to ring out the water from her now darker blue hair. It always turned slightly darker when wet. She left the capsule with her clothes on the counter in the bathroom thinking it was back in the bedroom with the radar.
Vegeta made himself unseen in a corner of the bedroom and watched his prey as she searched through the drawers in the room. Bulma walked right past the unnoticed prince due to her lack of attention. Slowly and stealthily he slunk up behind her.
Bulma bent down to look under the bed for her lost capsule. –Great! I find clothes and in a fifteen minute period I manage to lose them.- Bulma jumped to her feet to find herself face to face with a naked stoic saiyan. She was shocked to say the least because she hadn’t expected him to be right there, let alone in this room, and NAKED.
She was about to voice a question but he captured her in a ferocious kiss. Her lips melted against his as she relinquished control. Somehow during the heated kiss the towel she had been wearing had dropped to the floor and they were lying on the bed.
His tongue lapped at hers as if trying to milk it of its sweet taste. This action aroused Bulma further and her hips rocked excruciatingly slow against him. In response he pressed his engorged member against her hot center. Oh, how he wanted her and slowly he pushed into her. His mouth on hers captured her moans and then he pressed further into her hot wet sheath. Once he was completely embedded inside her he stilled his action to allow her to adjust to his massive size. Apparently saiyans or at least this one was more endowed than normal human men or at least one. Bulma moved her hips to coax him to join her.
Vegeta released his kiss swollen lips to look down at her. Her expression was etched with pleasure and that alone was enough to spurn him on to increase his pace to increase it more. His thrust became shorter and more rapid. Bulma was so close to climax she could see the colors of her passion and sound seemed to fade… all save for Vegeta’s grunts and groans of ecstasy. Vegeta came hard into Bulma’s shuttering womb. His erupting seed pushed her over the edge into her climax. Her thighs constricted around his hips as her orgasm pulsed through her.
Again Vegeta looked down on her face. Her lips were parted as she gasped her breaths. Her sweat drenched tendrils truck to her face. He lent down to kiss her once more before he removed his spent member from her slick heated folds.
Bulma whimpered at the loss, but all her disappointment melted away when he pulled her flush his body and wrapped her in his powerful arms. Bulma curled into him and then drifted off into sleep. Vegeta watched her as she slept and trace the lines of her face with his middle finger. She was now his. Whether she wanted him or not… his.
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CHAPTER 15 – A little scrubbin’, Maybe some rubbin’, and a whole lota lovin’!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.A/N: -thought-"speech"(mental speech)
Bulma had arrived at the medium sized capsule ship. Vegeta released his hold on the woman and sat her on her feet. Bulma walked towards the ship with Vegeta on her heels. –Doesn’t the guy know anything about personal space? He’s been awfully clingy all day.-
“There should be food in the fridge.” She directed her statement at her companion. “If Goku hasn’t eaten it all, that is.” She mumbled. Bulma went through drawers and cabinets searching for the dragon ball radar as well as clothes. She soon found the radar with little effort and then her fingers brushed past a pink and blue labeled capsule. “Thank you, mom!” she praised her harebrained mother. She had to give it to Bunny. She may be a ditz, but the woman knew how to prepare for anything.
Vegeta rummaged through the fridge and made himself a saiyan sized meal. After he finished he wiped his mouth to remove what left over crumbs clung to his lips and face. He soon heard the sound of water patting somewhere off in the ship. Curiosity got the better of the prince and he went to investigate.
Bulma went straight to the bathe after finding the capsule her mother graciously packed for her. She turned on the shower and waited for the water to warm up and steam to fill to small room before undressing and stepping in. She grabbed the soap and laved her stomach. The circles she made gradually got larger and she moved the soap to other parts of her body. She was in her own slice of heaven as the hot water penetrated her muscles and soaked her cares away.
Vegeta found his way into a steam clouded room and opened the door to allow some of the humid air to escape. He smelled the sweet scent of something between food and flowers. He stood stock still as his curiosity was quelled with the discovery of a very nude Bulma lathing up her calves and working her way up to her thighs. He bent position gave him a full view of her backside as it was pressed against the glass of the shower door. However in this position she was unable to see him.
Vegeta slowly backed out of the bathroom to peak at her from the nearly closed door. He watched as she rinsed the soap away and stepped out of the shower. She wrapped a towel around her body and used another to ring out the water from her now darker blue hair. It always turned slightly darker when wet. She left the capsule with her clothes on the counter in the bathroom thinking it was back in the bedroom with the radar.
Vegeta made himself unseen in a corner of the bedroom and watched his prey as she searched through the drawers in the room. Bulma walked right past the unnoticed prince due to her lack of attention. Slowly and stealthily he slunk up behind her.
Bulma bent down to look under the bed for her lost capsule. –Great! I find clothes and in a fifteen minute period I manage to lose them.- Bulma jumped to her feet to find herself face to face with a naked stoic saiyan. She was shocked to say the least because she hadn’t expected him to be right there, let alone in this room, and NAKED.
She was about to voice a question but he captured her in a ferocious kiss. Her lips melted against his as she relinquished control. Somehow during the heated kiss the towel she had been wearing had dropped to the floor and they were lying on the bed.
His tongue lapped at hers as if trying to milk it of its sweet taste. This action aroused Bulma further and her hips rocked excruciatingly slow against him. In response he pressed his engorged member against her hot center. Oh, how he wanted her and slowly he pushed into her. His mouth on hers captured her moans and then he pressed further into her hot wet sheath. Once he was completely embedded inside her he stilled his action to allow her to adjust to his massive size. Apparently saiyans or at least this one was more endowed than normal human men or at least one. Bulma moved her hips to coax him to join her.
Vegeta released his kiss swollen lips to look down at her. Her expression was etched with pleasure and that alone was enough to spurn him on to increase his pace to increase it more. His thrust became shorter and more rapid. Bulma was so close to climax she could see the colors of her passion and sound seemed to fade… all save for Vegeta’s grunts and groans of ecstasy. Vegeta came hard into Bulma’s shuttering womb. His erupting seed pushed her over the edge into her climax. Her thighs constricted around his hips as her orgasm pulsed through her.
Again Vegeta looked down on her face. Her lips were parted as she gasped her breaths. Her sweat drenched tendrils truck to her face. He lent down to kiss her once more before he removed his spent member from her slick heated folds.
Bulma whimpered at the loss, but all her disappointment melted away when he pulled her flush his body and wrapped her in his powerful arms. Bulma curled into him and then drifted off into sleep. Vegeta watched her as she slept and trace the lines of her face with his middle finger. She was now his. Whether she wanted him or not… his.
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