What was she doing to him? What bad game did this human woman play with him? Oh, he didn't know ...
Only the fact that she pushed him into confusion, used her charms against him and caused delightful aberration just by touching him was clear to him, so he was completely sure that he was not up to this game. If she had confronted him with violence, with screams, he would have known how he could have reacted to it, but what she was doing now exceeded his mind, made him almost willless.
It was only with need that he opened thin lips to answer her because it was really not easy for him to talk based on his situation.
"What the hell is the woman doing? Stop it!" These words came creaking from his lips, closely followed his gaze, which was confusedly directed at the woman below him. But she just kept smiling, seemed to have completely ignored his question and his statement.Oh, how wicked the smile was! Wicked and in a certain way shaped by an innocence that was hardly possible anymore.
Fascination, coupled with the silent desire to kill this woman, to shut her throat, to blow the air out of her lungs, all these thoughts rushed through the prince's head, but these trains of thought weren't the only thing that preoccupied him. He had to get her to stop at last, otherwise he would soon become completely addicted to her and become mindless. Oh no, he didn't want to risk that at any cost!
"Don't you think it's beautiful, my beautiful prince? Oh, I can hardly imagine that you Saiya-jin don't have the same urges and desires as a normal man in this world ..."
That seductive rustling in her voice, the seductive undertone, oh, how confused Vegeta was! He had to change something, and quickly!
Just as Bulma started to talk again, let her foot wander up a bit more, he grabbed her neck, tied her to the table top with just his grip.Breathing heavily, he looked at her, squeezed, but not too hard, so he just wanted to call her to her senses at this moment, but not kill her. "Please listen to woman! I can do it differently, understand?" He literally hissed at her and again he had to realize with a growl that she couldn't stop smiling.
What was it about this human woman that prevented Vegeta from killing her on the spot? He didn't know, any more than he knew why the grip on her neck suddenly loosened again.
He looked down at Bulma in amazement, confusion about his sudden absence stood in the dark opals, so similar to the night.

Quick ... She had to hurry. Had to take advantage of his sudden absence, had to try somehow to get him not to inflict even more pain on her, to become a slave to her.
But she is a bit surprised ... Why didn't he jump straight to her advances like so many other men had done?She couldn't explain this to herself and yet this was no reason to stop now. Oh no, on the contrary ... It was another stimulus for the young woman to carry on ...

She was too fast for him, right now. She didn't know how long it was since the last time she threw herself against a man's chest, but she noticed with a grin that it was quite pleasant. She could literally feel Vegeta tense up, viewed this with a low, almost suppressed laugh as her gentle fingertips ran over the Saiya-jin's covered chest. Oh yes, she knew how to get a man around, knew about her charms and why shouldn't she use them?

He couldn't believe his eyes! This human woman, her name was Bulma, threw herself against his chest, clung tightly. His eyes widened again, revealing all the confusion and surprise, a surprise he hadn't felt in years.He looked down in disbelief, saw the turquoise hair, let his gaze wander over the narrow cheekbones of the young woman when he sighed in surprise when he felt her fingers on his chest.
What was this woman doing? Was it her goal to completely confuse him? Oh yes, for sure. There was no other way he could explain it. And why now and why actually? They kept yelling at each other, swearing at me and really hated each other. So why was she like this now? Tempting and equally dangerous with all her feminine charms ... he had never seen her like this before. But if he hadn't been he, he'd go into it, if she didn't want to enjoy the triumph of victory which she was already so sure of.
“I said you should leave me alone!” How surprised Bulma was when she was suddenly pushed away, hit the table top again and only saw the prince's back.Had he pushed her away? You? No, that couldn't be true! Not her with all her advances that she had just made towards him.
Disbelieving and confused, her gaze followed Vegeta, who walked out of the kitchen snorting.
"Then go you idiot! But don't come back, will you?" Her question faded, was not answered. How could she have asked for that? The only answer she would have received now was violence and maybe that was why it was better that Vegeta had disappeared and gone to vent her ...