Skeije was floating on her stomach in the large tub, her back turned innocently towards the door, and waited for Vegeta's arrival. She was extremely excited to see his reaction and what followed. With this strong tingling sensation in her stomach, it was almost impossible for her to lie still or to float in the water. * Pull yourself together, otherwise you will destroy everything! *, she admonished herself and laid her head on her arms crossed at the edge.


Vegeta was struggling with himself in front of the door. What should he do? Overturn your good intentions and fix your mental training? Here and now take what was due to him? Or are you trying to stay strong? Very questionable whether he would succeed ...


He also had to take a shower urgently ... then an idea occurred to him and a devious grin suddenly graced his face. Not with him, not like that. He wouldn't come to her, he had his pride too, after all. He would force her to come to him, yes, a brilliant idea!

He demonstratively ran his hand over his face and a completely innocent expression came out. Then he tossed Skeije's things on his bed with a specific movement of his hand and went into the bathroom. He didn't give her a single look, otherwise he would have failed involuntarily. He ran straight to the partition, undressed behind it, so Skeije only saw his upper body, and went into the shower, which was also behind the partition.


The young woman was now completely flabbergasted. She hadn't thought of it that way.


But she still had hope, maybe he wanted to shower first and then would come ...


The water was set to ice cold, absolutely necessary considering the fact that a hormonally very excited naked Saiyajin and a very attractive naked human woman were together in the same room. Grinning happily, the prince soaped himself up, he stood with his back to the woman so as not to have to look at her, and then showered everything off again.He had seen that there were no more towels near the bathtub, there were only some on his side of the partition and he would take them all with him afterwards.


Still grinning, he got out of the shower and put a towel around his waist. Then he grabbed the other towels and walked past the tub and the still perplexed Skeije to the door. When he got there he stopped and said, "You obviously lost your clothes, I collected them. If you want them you just have to pick them up from me. I'm in my room. Then he left the bathroom and closed the door behind you.


Skeije was beside herself. How could that happen? Your plan was perfect, wasn't it? And now he had decided everything for himself again. Inwardly she jumped in a triangle and scolded herself for her stupidity for leaving all things outside. Sullen, the woman got out of the tub and looked for a towel.When she finally crossed the bathroom three times, she blushed with shame. Didn't he ...? But he had, she confirmed the unpleasant assumption. She remembered that he had been carrying a stack of towels with him when he walked past her.


* Good, you wanted it that way! But you won't get to see everything. * She decided to drain the water and then wait on the bed until it was dry. After half an hour it was finally ready and she ran to the large mirror behind the partition. The lamps next to this and the lights in the oversized tub were the only sources of light in the bathroom and the shadows on the opposite wall looked almost eerie as she stood in front of the mirror and freed her hair from the cloth.


They reached up to her bottom and she divided them in the back in the middle into two large strands and laid them over her chest. Then she spread the cloth and tied it around her waist.With the words "So, the most important thing is hidden!" a distraught slave left the bathroom and entered the prince's bedroom.


It had become quite dark in the meantime and when Skeije had left the bathroom, the light there had also gone out. Now she walked purposefully to the bed, which could not be overlooked; it was visible in spite of the darkness and stood out black against the window front. Vegeta lay casually on his back on the bed, as usual, with his arms crossed behind his head and stared at the ceiling with a grin. He had noticed that she had entered the room and the grin had grown wider.


"Vegeta?" - "Mh!", A sleepy sounding growl. "You have something that is mine, where is it?" - "Here", Vegeta now sat upright and held out his hand to Skeije. It didn't take her long to realize that her things couldn't fit in his hand, but when she looked closely, she was startled. Vegeta had a pile of ashes in his hand.

"No, you're kidding, aren't you?" - "No, I thought that you wouldn't need them for the next few days anyway and I got rid of them right away. Light!", He grinned nastily at her, now he could he also see the expression on her face and mentally patted himself on the shoulder. The slave hadn't expected that. First anger flared up inside her. Then she felt humiliated, however, and her eyes began to shine suspiciously. The prince did not notice. He was too busy looking the other way not to lose his mind. The urge was steadily decreasing and now almost back to normal, but he was still a Saiyajin and facing him was an (almost) naked very beautiful slave who almost begged him to say that it was just for fun. But he didn't move.


Skeije turned on his heel and left the bedroom. She wanted to lie down on the sofa and wrap herself in the blanket for the rest of this week if necessary.She felt so ... humiliated by someone she had real feelings for.


Vegeta was still grinning, he had also made the blanket disappear and he had lowered the temperature in all rooms to a cool 15 ° C. The only warm place was his bed, and that was what he would use.


The slave's eyes widened in shock when she saw that her blanket had disappeared. Restlessly, she first looked for the study and then the other rooms for a blanket. She froze terribly and rubbed her arms trembling. In the end she was too proud to go to Vegeta. She would never give herself this nakedness. After about an hour she lay exhausted on the sofa in the study and pulled her legs close to her body. The eternal running around didn’t help, and it didn’t make her any warmer. It was hard to believe, but after about half an hour she had drifted into the land of dreams and stopped moving.

Vegeta was already wondering why she didn't come. It was far too cold to sleep without a blanket in her condition ...


* Your aura is weak. Is she asleep? Stupid thing, she should come to me! I better have a look. * he thought with furrowed eyebrows and stood up. He didn't mind the cold, he had already experienced completely different temperatures, but he knew that not all humanoids were so resistant and was slowly becoming worried. Very unusual by the way, actually he didn't care about that, but this woman, she seemed to be something special. At first she had been afraid of him, or rather of his urges, but then she had done what no one had done before, she had rebelled against him and did not even shy away from death. That irritated him, otherwise everyone was always obedient and submissive, but this woman had her pride. She was just proving that to him again. As soon as he entered his study he saw her, the trembling bundle was hard to miss.

"Light!" He ordered, but it didn't wake her up.


Sullenly, he went up to her and looked at her. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, certainly from the cold. She had drawn her knees so far that her nose disappeared between them and the thin cloth barely covered her thighs and bottom. A lonely tear glittered in the corner of her eye.


"Stupid thing," muttered the prince, touching her feet. They were freezing. Grumbling, the prince slipped his arms under the slave and lifted her up. This whimpered softly in her sleep and immediately clung to him. The warmth of his body just attracted her and unconsciously she tried greedily to warm herself on him.


Again those smiles around his lips, no grin, a warm, blissful smile, which almost instantly disappeared, as if he wanted to admonish himself not to show any feelings. He didn't even notice that he was already doing this with his actions and that she couldn't see it at all.Slowly, his eyes fixed on her face, he walked into his bedroom and laid her on his bed. Then he raised the temperature everywhere except in the bedroom and left a note for the servants to bring a dress and women's underwear with the next meal. He didn't care what they thought of him. When he was finished he got into bed, wrapped his arms around the still trembling something next to him and pulled her close to him. She snuggled up against his chest and sighed softly in her sleep.


Sitting at the window was a small, brown-black-colored, furry boy, with four legs and a happy smile around his mouth, smiling. That had just gone well again.








Well, you thought there was a lemon coming, right? Tststs!


Vegeta behind me shakes her head vigorously too. (He's glad I didn't let that happen!)


But don't worry, Hugh is still there and will make sure that it is exciting!
I hope you are not disappointed!
Looking forward to your comments (otherwise I won't post any more !!!)
Peppi