The woman, despite all the innumerable times they had fucked, in many different configurations, still clamped her legs shut instinctively as he finished undressing her. He began untucking his tank top and said, "Spread those lithe legs, woman, show me your pretty pussy."
She flushed and Vegeta smirked down at her. He left his shirt on, but palmed his cock through his tight training pants. He ran his hand up and down its length, shivering a little in anticipation of the show in store for him. "I won't touch a bit of you until you start the fun off on your own. How can you possibly be shy with me?"
The woman straightened her legs, crossed them primly at the ankle, and stretched her arms up over her head. There was nothing more beautiful in the known universe, in Vegeta's mind. Her pale skin almost glowed in the early evening light and he could see the ghostly lines of the stretch marks she bore from carrying his child. It took all his willpower to resist kissing each jagged line, the only battle scars she had.
She said, "I don't know, maybe I'll just go to my old room and have fun all by myself. You can ask Piccolo later if I got off."
Vegeta's rage made him splutter, "Wh-y-the-the-the Namek!? But he's my friend! You would…you would let him have your pleasure?"
The woman's mouth fell open with merry laughter. "Oh my gods, Vegeta, no. I meant that he would sense my chi doing whatever my chi does when I get off. Good gods, so insecure for a man who I've been with for like almost three years."
"But…I…We…I…"
The woman said, "I was still with you in spirit while you were being a baby in space. Besides, you get some bonus points for coming back and saving the planet."
"I did no such thing!"
"Vegeta, do you want to argue about Cell again, or do you want me to touch my snatch?"
Vegeta growled and gave in to a little desire. He floated above her and stretched his neck down to kiss her mouth. "You're a woman of science, let's get these experiments started."
He returned to his position at the foot of the bed by her feet. Vegeta smirked and purred, "You will open your legs and start touching your clit for your prince. He commands you."
The woman's blue eyes glittered and the flush returned to her cheeks. She swung one leg straight in the air and dragged her fingers down it before letting it splay bent off to the side. She did the same with the other, a sexy little smile curling up her lips on one side. She said, "What if I defy you to play with my nipples, my prince? Will you punish me?"
She took her breasts in her hands and squeezed her nipples between her middle fingers and thumbs. She ran the pad of her forefinger over the tips and Vegeta could almost feel it because he loved doing the same to her. His jaw ached he wanted her breast in his mouth so badly. He swallowed and said, "I'll allow your impudence this once, my lady."
He liked that he kept making her blush, like her cheeks would never un-pink tonight. Her hips rocked up and down and he let her squirm for a while. Then he ran a forefinger over her blue curls and along the line of her lips with the faintest pressure. She sucked in a sharp breath and Vegeta whispered, "Show me that pretty pussy or I'll tease you until you beg me to let you touch yourself."
The woman obeyed this time, one hand staying on her breast, but the other slipped down her belly and she spread her lips with her first two fingers. "There you go, my prince. Do you like what you see?"
"I do, it's very hard not to have a little taste. But you aren't working your clit yet. Obey, woman, or I'll make you bow to your prince."
The woman curled up into a seated position and scooted to the end of the bed. She circled the tips of her fingers on her clit, but then held them up for him to lick. He did, his eyes riveted to hers, but they dropped as soon as she touched herself again. She yanked his pants down and took his cock in her mouth, moaning around him.
He whimpered as he pulled away from her. He said, "Naughty, naughty. You kneel when your prince tells you. Don't try to hide from me, my lady. I want to see every bit of you." He laid her back down and permitted himself at brief suckling stop on each nipple, and he dragged his tongue down her abdomen, flicking in her navel before he stood to watch once more.
Her folds glistened as she got wetter and she dipped her fingers inside herself, only teasing her opening. He growled, "Use your other hand to spread your lips. I want to watch your core when you come."
"Will you…will you come on my pussy? Like jerk off on me?" she said and he admired her bravery because he could see she was shy about asking him.
"I would love to come on your sweet pussy. Then I'm going to fuck you straight into another orgasm."
"Better get going because I want your dick in me, my prince, so I'm not going to take my time."
"Not going to put on a show for your love?" Vegeta said, smirking.
She bit her lower lip and widened her legs. She moved her fingers on her clit like a dance where only she could hear the music. Vegeta could see her get close and she would pull her hand away. He stroked his prick slowly, not wanting to get too excited to watch her. "My woman. My Bulma. You're so perfect. Every little bit of you," he murmured.
At last he saw she couldn't stand to edge herself anymore and she rubbed herself hard and fast. Her legs tried to snap together as she came, but Vegeta held them apart with his thighs. He rolled her hips up so he could see her, dropping to push his tongue inside her clenching opening, sopping and ready for him. She screamed and panted out, "Come on my pussy, Vegeta."
He straightened up. The taste of her was all he needed to push him over the edge. He coated her and she smeared it all over her lips and her folds, watching him with burning eyes, and fingered herself. He didn't even wait for her to fully withdraw her fingers before he plunged into her, keeping her curled up so he could fuck straight down into her. Her legs splayed wider and she clutched and clawed at his back. He nipped and kissed over her neck and shoulders. At last, he took her mouth and he groaned with the relief of kissing her.
Vegeta fucked her hard and she moaned his name. He bent to suck one of her nipples and she clawed his back more. Vegeta growled happily. He would never tire of fucking the life out of the woman. She was so perfect. He didn't even care if she never asked him to be her mate. He would stay. He loved her enough that he would stay with or without that honor.
It didn't take her long to climb again and she gasped, "Make me come, then I want you to fuck my ass."
Vegeta used his thumb to add pressure and a buzz of chi to her clit. She spasmed on his cock and he moaned, his eyes sliding closed in his own pleasure, despite how badly he wanted to watch her fall apart beneath him. Vegeta usually held out rather than come over and over along with her, but tonight he felt like letting go. He wanted another baby, but he knew she was reticent. And she wasn't in heat, but he liked coming inside her and imagining it taking.
He eased out of her pussy and she writhed on the bed. She breathed, "Gods, Vegeta, I didn't think you could get me off that quickly."
He kissed her and retrieved the lube. He murmured, "Do you still want me to fuck your ass?"
She nodded and tucked some of her hair behind her ear. The humidity was bringing the curl back, undoing the effort she put into straightening it. He buried his hand and his face in her hair, smelling her, and feeling the silky strands. "I love you," he whispered against her temple.
She startled away from him and gazed into his eyes. She smiled and kissed him. "I love you too, Vegeta. And yeah, I want you to fuck my ass. You'll…you'll be careful?"
"Of course. I'll warm you up first," Vegeta said and rolled her onto her side, bending one of her legs to open her up. He ran a slick finger over her ass and kissed her shoulders. "I can't wait to be inside you again. I want to be inside you all night. You felt so good on my prick."
She turned to kiss him over her shoulder. He slid his finger inside her, wiggling it, but she relaxed quickly. They had done this enough now that she was good at it. He pressed a second inside her, scissoring them, and growled, "So fucking tight, Bulma. You're going to love it."
He used his fingers until her hips moved helplessly. She panted out, "I think…I think I'm ready. Just…slow…okay?"
"Yes, of course. Don't be nervous. I'll take care of you, Bulma," Vegeta said against her ear, kissing her more.
He lubed his prick and lined himself up. He groaned as he pushed his cock slowly inside her and she said, "Oh sweet gods, oh gods…Oh gods!" She surprised Vegeta, pushing herself back and taking almost his entire length in one movement. He trembled as he held himself still, hoping she hadn't hurt herself.
But there was no pause as she started to fuck him like a power bottom. He gripped her hip and purred, "Look at you, taking your prince to the hilt without even a pause. You feel fucking amazing, Bulma."
She breathed, "Oh fuck, Vegeta, it's…it's different, but so fucking good."
"Mmm…I know. Now there's just one more way I can enjoy you. You pleasure me so thoroughly, woman."
He rolled his hips toward hers as she bucked back. They found a slow, deep rhythm and he shivered when her ass started to quiver. She stammered, "I…I…I…oh gods, Vegeta!" She screamed and bashed against him.
Vegeta came with her, letting his orgasm unfurl like a chi blast. He restrained himself so he didn't risk hurting her, but he nipped the skin of her neck and shoulders, wishing he could really bite her. They slowed and stilled. He said, "Are you alright?"
Her chest heaved and he could hear her pulse skittering along faster than his ever did. She laughed and said, "Uh, fuck, yeah, that was amazing. Wow. I don't know what I was expecting, but not that. Holy shit, though, now I'm exhausted."
He chuckled and nibbled her a bit more. "I'm going to pull out, are you ready?"
She nodded and he eased out of her. They cleaned up and while he brushed his teeth, she pressed against his back. She murmured, "Maybe you'll let me fuck you next, huh? We haven't done that in forever."
Vegeta wished his whole body didn't tense, but it did. It wasn't an accident that he hadn't let her peg him again. The wound of her words was scarred over, but there were parts that still hurt. The nagging fear from that fight combined with the fact that she hadn't even asked him to be her protector, let alone her mate, made pegging an impossibility. He knew his ass would be tighter than a human could get past, even if he was willing to let her force the issue.
"Vegeta?"
"Ah, perhaps when you're less tired," he said, hoping she didn't mean that night. He didn't want to fight with her again, after their disagreement over Goten.
"Might make me less mad that you just adopted a child. Isn't one half-Saiyan kid more than enough? Gods," she said and returned to bed.
The mention of only one child cut him deeply. It answered a question he'd been too afraid to ask. He lingered over his nightly routine, flossing twice, washing his face twice, taking an inordinately long time on the toilet. He wanted to hide from her until she fell asleep. Vegeta couldn't even contemplate how he would deny her anything. But this was perhaps the only thing he would deny her.
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