Vegeta felt like an exceptionally patient predator that night. The woman had spent her afternoon working, slaving away on some new project, and the work spilled into the evening. Vegeta wouldn't rest until he had fulfilled his promise earlier in the day. His prick had been hard most of his afternoon training session not only from what he'd done to her earlier, but with anticipation.
As the night wore on, Vegeta growled and said, "Fuck it." Vegeta understood on a cognitive level that the woman was dedicated to her work. He admired that about her. It was one of the traits they shared. A persistence and relentlessness that bordered on insanity when chasing a personal goal. He knew before the androids there had been evenings that he had disappointed her when he got wrapped up in his training.
He took firm hold of his prick and closed his eyes. He kicked the blanket off. He didn't feel like lingering over his relief, he wanted to get the job done and go to sleep. Trunks had been an asteroid field the rest of the day due to his short nap. He also handled frustration about as well as Vegeta, so there had been some dramatic outbursts when his flight was unsuccessful.
Vegeta imagined the smell of the woman, the slick feel of her lips. He stroked himself faster, imagining his mouth on her pussy as he did so. The tight clenching of her ass was so fresh in his memory that it sent him over the edge. He let himself come after only a few minutes. He quickly cleaned up, climbed back in bed with a longing glance at the door, and dropped into sleep.
"He stays, woman, I won't bother to even have a discussion about it. I've seen what that fucking woman did to her other boy. Gohan should be the strongest fucking man in the entire universe, but already he's weaker than me from the way she coddles him. I won't let her fuck up the next one. These are the last of the Saiyan race."
The woman's eyes bugged out of her head and she put her hands on her hips as she said, "Goten is ChiChi's son! She asked us for help so she could have a little break, but that doesn't mean we can keep her fucking son!"
"You know as well as I do that managing a Saiyan infant is basically impossible for a human alone. The Namek has told me how much he helped you out during those first few months, so don't pretend you did it alone, woman. You did it without me, no doubt, but not without someone stronger. Even lifting Goten is a trial for you and he's only six months. Trunks tends more toward my build, so you could still lift him when I returned, but you know it was a near thing. Goten already weighs upwards of thirty kilos. What will he weigh in another month? Have you seen the boy eat? He puts his father to shame! Plus the harpy is nearly destitute as is, she doesn't need another Saiyan mouth to feed. Gohan manages himself, thanks to the Namek practically raising him too. So Goten stays."
The woman crumpled and said, "Vegeta! What the fuck do I even tell her? Sorry, you're incapable of raising your son because you fucked an alien!?"
Vegeta nodded and said, "Yes, I think that is succinct and accurate."
"Are you fucking serious right now? I am not saying that to ChiChi! You huge fucking asshole!"
Vegeta cringed. She didn't call him names much anymore and he'd gotten used to it. Vegeta, at times, almost let himself feel he was worthy of her love. He tried so hard to love her properly, to try to earn his role as protector, to maybe someday endear himself enough to have her take him as a mate. When he let his guard down, it wounded him that she hadn't even asked him to be her protector. She loved him in human fashion, and welcomed him into her bed and her body, but she still had some reticence. Something that had never quite gone away since his flight.
"Very well. I'll speak to her if I'm such a huge fucking asshole. I'll take the boys with me. She will see the wisdom of my offer."
"Your offer?" The woman scoffed and her head fell back as she clapped hands over her face. "You're trying to steal her child!"
Vegeta was affronted again. He snarled, "That is not at all what I'm trying to do! I'm saving him! I'm taking him as my ward. On Vegeta-sei it would be a great honor to have the fucking crown prince take one's sons or daughters. Goten has enormous potential, I'll not see it squandered because of that woman's fondness for scholarship. I read voraciously and it never hinders my training!"
"There's a difference between reading and studying, Vegeta! And you read smut voraciously because you love sex!"
Vegeta smirked and had her pinned against the wall in a blink, his knee between her legs. The scent of her arousal washed over him and he sniffed up her neck. "More and more lately, I question whether you just prefer angry, vertical sex, Bulma," he purred and kissed up her carotid, feeling her pulse soar under his lips.
She panted and he released her. He adjusted his erection and pointed at her. "I read widely. And I tire of you insulting the genre I prefer, especially since your own mother favors it as well. Do you berate your own mother for her taste? For someone who so enjoys my sexual depravity, you are still remarkably judgmental about my reading material. But, for your information, I finished all of your Shakespeare last week. I see his appeal. Lovely and lyrical. It helped with my English quite a lot to see some of its earlier iterations. I'll see you tonight and fix that nasty tongue of yours, make it speak sweeter words, perhaps," Vegeta said and stormed toward the door. He would escape to the little playroom outside the nursery. He often read on the couch in there since Goten had come to stay with them three weeks earlier. He read a lot more than he trained these days so that he could get to Trunks and Goten before they got mad enough to destroy anything.
She gripped his arm and tried to halt him. "You don't get to just walk away every time we have a fucking disagreement!"
"Oh? You do! Why shouldn't I?" Vegeta snapped.
She growled and hissed, "I did that one time!"
"I will never do this," he paused to gesture to her slender fingers attempting to dig into his wrist, "to you. Because I would hurt you if I did. You can walk away from me because you know I will never hurt you. There is no disagreement because I have told you what is happening. It was not a question. It was not a request or a suggestion or an invitation for feedback. It was a fucking command. They will be up momentarily and I will take them to the harpy. I will let Goten make my case for me. The boy blew up a fucking pigeon by accident yesterday!"
"A pigeon? Like…a…a…a living pigeon?" the woman said, her eyes going wide and scared.
"Not anymore, but yes, at the time of its explosion it was quite alive," Vegeta said, "I understand your distress, that you feel the missing keenly because you can't imagine being without Trunks, but I assure you, this is the best solution for everyone. I stayed to make sure you could keep your son. And because I love you. Even though you call me an asshole."
She softened and canted her head to the side. She cupped his jaw and said, "Oh, Vegeta, I'm sorry. I…well…we kind of had a pattern for a lot of years. I still let my mouth get the best of me sometimes."
Vegeta leaned and kissed her, sneaking his tongue into her mouth. He spread his hand on her ass and said, "Can my mouth get the best of you?"
They were still inside their bedroom. The woman gave him a feisty little smile and said, "Can I apologize to you?"
It had become a bit of a private joke between them that oral sex of any kind was an "apology." Vegeta smirked as her nimble fingers unzipped him and had his already hard cock out and in her hands as she dropped to her knees. Vegeta gazed into her fathomless blue eyes as she opened her pretty mouth and took his tip between her lips. She kissed and sucked him teasingly for a moment before running her tongue firmly up the split in his balls and the underside of his cock. She dipped back down, stroking his prick with her hand and she sucked one testicle into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it before giving the other the same treatment.
Vegeta groaned and threaded his fingers into her silky hair. She had straightened it today, so he didn't want to muss it up too much because it was so much work (if absurd work, in his opinion). She squeezed and twisted his prick the way he liked as she returned her mouth to his shaft. She flicked her tongue back and forth along the underside as she took him right back to her tonsils. She had explained gag reflexes to him after an almost unfortunate turn during an exuberant session of sixty-nining, so he tried to be careful when he felt her throat muscles squeeze on his head.
"Bulma," he breathed and withdrew his cock. He carried her to the bed.
She protested, "Hey, honey, I want to apologize!"
"You can apologize, but I might as well apologize too, I'm sure I've fucked up somehow," he purred. He slid her dress up over her head.
"No, Vegeta, don't, I'm…you know," she said, widening her eyes at him as though he should know.
"What? I don't know," he said, pulling her panties down. The woman wore no bra. He swore she had stopped entirely just to please him and the thought made him shiver.
"Vegeta…You know. I know you can smell it."
"Smell what?" he said, shaking his head.
She whispered, "I have my period. You can't."
"Why not?" he asked. The periods were fairly new, having only come back a few months after Trunks weaned. This was the second time it had happened and the first, the woman seemed to have shame about it. She tried to put him off fucking her the last time it had happened. She relented ultimately and Vegeta loved it, like a mix of fighting and fucking. It reminded him of his youth.
She closed her legs and tugged him onto the bed. She pushed him to indicate he should lay on his back and she made for his cock again. He gently tipped her chin up and looked in her eyes. "What is the situation with these periods that you won't couple with me when you have them? They happen frequently when you're not pregnant because I used to smell them. We have to find a solution. It hasn't even been a month since the last one."
She said, "I'm not…ready…to do that while I have my period. Maybe someday. But. No."
"I can't eat you out when this happens?" Vegeta said, his eyes wide with disbelief. He pushed her thighs apart again.
"No! Especially when two monster-toddlers are going to be awake any minute!"
"But tonight?"
"No! Not…not ever!" she said.
Vegeta gazed into her eyes and said, "Why?"
"It's gross."
"Not to me. Maybe tonight I'll make good on other outstanding promises if you won't let me have this. I love going down on you, no matter the circumstances of your pussy," Vegeta said and crawled above her to kiss her mouth. "Do I have to fight you to at least fuck you? To give you some relief?"
"I'm supposed to be apologizing."
"You shouldn't have to apologize for the truth," Vegeta said with a little shake of his head.
"You're not an asshole, Vegeta. Just…keeping someone's kid is an asshole move."
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "I'm not discussing it more. I would love to sixty-nine with you, or fuck you, but I refuse to speak any more of my taking Goten as my ward."
He stared into her eyes. Vegeta usually at least won stare-downs with the woman. Even if she was the only creature in the universe who reliably stood up to him, it didn't mean she always won.
She scooted down his body underneath him. Her stricture against giving her head pissed him off. He spun her around and spread her lips, licking and sucking her clit mercilessly. She started to shout his name, but it devolved into a moan. Her pussy didn't care about her ridiculous rules. He slipped his fingers inside her, feeling the little cup she used to capture the blood, he kept his fingering shallow, finding her spot easily, pushing her ruthlessly to climax.
In less than five minutes she was coming, bucking her hips up to his face as she cried out. Her mouth hadn't so much as brushed his cock, but he didn't care. He got up, but she wrapped her feet around behind his thighs.
She sat up and started sucking him off, but she pulled away after only a moment. "I want to use my tits," she breathed. She leaned forward, deliberately coating his cock in saliva. She shifted and crushed her breasts together on either side of his now spit-slippery cock. She looked up with such fire in her eyes that he wouldn't deny her anything. She said, "Fuck them, I want your cum on me."
Vegeta loved when she was bold with him. It had taken some time after his abandoning her to rebuild their comfort with each other. The woman still viewed their rift as entirely of his making. Though he didn't deny that his actions had been wrong, he still felt a nagging hurt from her words that day. Every day that passed without her upgrading his status from a mere sexual partner and co-parent allowed more rot to settle into the wound. These moments when she took the sexual reigns broke both ways for him—he loved them, ached for them, but then felt despondent, and reminded himself that this was his main purpose for her. She loved him, but only in the sense that Earth women did to avoid being thought of as 'sluts' by their peers.
Vegeta tightened his abs, thrusting up between the soft grip of her pressed together breasts. After only a few thrusts, all his cares were forgotten in the pleasure of seeing his cock bobbing between her beautiful breasts while she played with her own nipples. Her glittering eyes slid open and met his, her mouth open and slack with pleasure. She gasped, "You wanna come on my tits, Vegeta? No, that's a command, come all over me. Show me how good you feel."
Vegeta, ever a slave to her, spent himself and slid up and down more as his seed made her breasts slick. He groaned with his climax and she gripped his cock and took it in her mouth again. She sucked him aggressively and he was helpless in the wet heat. She pulled off breathlessly and murmured, "I'm gonna suck you until you come, Vegeta, because I know you'll come again for me."
"Let me have you, woman. I know you want it. I don't give a shit about any of your Earth bullshit. Let me taste your sweet pussy. Blood and all. Get rid of the thing."
She shoved him back enough that she could stand and said, "Fine, but don't blame me if you're grossed out. You're finishing me off once you start."
She disappeared into the bathroom. Vegeta laid on the bed, languidly stroking his prick until she returned. She climbed above him as though she would fuck him, but he growled, "No you don't, woman." He seized her hips and sat her on his face. He suckled her clit, holding her ass tightly so she couldn't escape him.
She panted, but took his cock, even as her hips started to rut downward and against his mouth. She quivered above him, pulled off his cock, and said, "Shit, Vegeta, it's…no…today's my heavy day, you're gonna get blood everywhere!"
"It's like you don't know me at all, woman. As if that would be a fucking deterrent for me. Bloodshed and sex and eating, what greater pleasure could I experience?" He dove back into her pussy, determined to do away with her nonsense. He spread his tongue wide over her clit, sending a little jolt of chi into it. She cried out around his cock and he smirked. He murmured, "Is it alright if I finger both?"
"Huh?" she said, in a daze, looking down her body and lifting her pussy off his face.
"I want to finger both your ass and your pussy while I eat you out. May I?" He curled up and pulsed his tongue inside her pussy, tasting the first coppery runnel of blood.
"Fuck it, why not?" she said and put his prick back in her mouth with a chuff of laughter.
Vegeta chuckled and slicked his thumb and first two fingers with spit. His mouth returned its attention to her clit as he slipped his thumb into her pussy. She groaned as he vibrated it. He massaged her pucker with his spit slick fingers and she made an even more delightful noise.
She again pulled off his cock and breathed, "Oh fuck, Vegeta, I'm gonna come immediately if you do that."
Vegeta smirked and said, "Oh? This?" He slid two fingers carefully and smoothly into her ass. They had played a lot with her ass since the first time, but he still hadn't fucked her that way. He was waiting for an evening when they could take their time. But he had learned that she was weak for a little play in her backdoor. She showed it now, trembling as she came on his face, blood spilling down over his thumb and chin.
She deep-throated him roughly, using her throat to squeeze his head, her hand twisting on the length she couldn't get in her mouth. He held out a little, knowing that she was desperate, and finally she whispered, "Please forgive me. Let me apologize, honey."
Vegeta regretted stalling and making her plead that way. His sorrow was almost strong enough to steal his orgasm, but he came for her. And she moaned on his prick like it was the best thing that she'd ever tasted. He murmured, "I love you," and squeezed her thigh with his free hand, easing his fingers out of her.
She pulled off his cock and breathed, "I love you too, Vegeta. I can't believe you did that."
"Felt good though?"
"Yeah, crazy good."
"Are you mad at me? For pushing you?" he asked.
"No. I'm mad at you for trying to kidnap Goten."
"I'm not trying. I have succeeded," Vegeta said with a snort.
"You're really not going to back down on this, are you?"
Vegeta paused, but decided to use her name for effect as he said, "Bulma…you and Trunks are all I have in the entire universe. Well. And Scratch, but don't tell him, he's haughty enough about it. But it would mean a lot to me to be able to help another Saiyan achieve his potential after I have failed so much in my own life."
She sighed and kissed his thigh before turning to lay on his chest. Vegeta heard Trunks was up and chattering, which meant Goten would be up momentarily. She said, "I will do my best to support you, but I'm not dealing with ChiChi. You can face her wrath."
"Naturally. I mainly ask that you finance the boy's food, but I'll hunt for him if you wish. I regret that I brought you no prey while you were pregnant. Another failure."
The woman pushed up on an elbow and looked down at him. She laughed and said, "You're a mess. I guess this is a glimpse of what you bringing me 'prey' might've entailed. No prey, Vegeta. I'll feed you all. Go clean up. I have to get back to work."
They rinsed in the shower and he kissed her deeply before he went to retrieve the boys. "No more nonsense about these periods, then?"
"You're so weird, Vegeta, but sometimes I think maybe it's good weird. Whatever. If you want to do that, I guess I'll leave you to it. I have never regretted letting you go down on me."
He smirked and palmed her pussy under her dress. "Then perhaps I'll do something you won't regret tonight."
She laughed and they parted ways. "Tell ChiChi today, Vegeta, she asked me to bring him home tonight," she called down the hall.
"Yes, yes, so you said," he said, flaring a nostril at her as he ducked into the nursery. Goten was riding Trunks's back while he flew around the room at a pace that seemed absurd to even call flight. More drifting.
Trunks said, "Look, Papa! I carry 'Ten!"
"You certainly do, and it's no mean feat, the boy is heavy!" Vegeta said with a grin.
Goten said, "Big 'Ten!"
"Indeed. Come along, you two, we're going to go tell Goten's mother that he's going to stay here."
"Stay with Papa and Trunks?" Trunks said with wide eyes, so like his mother's at times that it was unsettling.
"Yes, boy, Goten is my ward now, which is like a son. I'll train you both."
Goten said, "Here? No Mommy?"
"You'll be able to visit her, of course, but you'll spend most of your time here."
"You be Papa?" Goten asked, jamming nearly his entire fist in his mouth and gnawing. He had a lot of sharp little teeth and ChiChi had weaned him after a particularly nasty bite, which precipitated her tearful drop-off of her son at Capsule Corp.
"Yes. I'll be like your papa," Vegeta said with a brisk nod.
Vegeta got them ready and took off in slow flight so Trunks could keep up. He insisted that Goten ride on his back. Vegeta's initial response was horror that a third-class should ride royalty like a beast of burden, but he shook that thought off. He would raise Goten as his own. Raise him to be a greater warrior than his brother or father ever had been.
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