And there I am again ^^
And today another chapter. Well, actually the second today * g *
I can't thank the clerks enough. So many thanks to the veggie fan (I'll just shorten it, okay? ^^) and to Lena;) Really great ^^ So, I'll start now, Vegeta has to come up with something too. But who knows ;)

She glared at him angrily.
He screwed up the whole situation. If he had just kept his mouth shut, Bulma wouldn't even have been sure if she would have resisted him. She might even have endured it, maybe even enjoyed it,
And what did he do? He messed up the mood.
That was the only reason she was angry, not just because he hit her like that again. Didn't he even know how to treat a woman in such situations? Probably not.
Oh yes, she could vividly imagine how other women, from all over the universe, were very eager to spend a night with the prince on his planet.He probably didn't even have to make an effort to have fun.
But she was different, she wouldn't just give in. And certainly not when he treated her like that!

Vegeta, who didn't quite understand all of this, looked at her both confused and angry. Why was she making such bitches? Why did she resist it so much? Sure, he hadn't always been nice to her, honestly never before, but just now it had looked like she didn't really care. She would have probably even enjoyed it if he had just kept his mouth shut. But it was irreversible, he knew that. Funny, other women didn't care how he talked to them, the main thing was that they were allowed to spend time with him. Well, spending time with him didn't quite fit, rather that he could have fun with them, take what he wanted and what he wanted and then let them fall.
Yes, it had always been like that. Why also show consideration for the feelings of others?After all, he was the prince, the strongest warrior in the entire universe. The earth woman should feel honored that he touched her at all!

"Now get off me, I want to sleep". Bulma continued to look angry at him.
Well, she didn't really want to sleep, until just now she hadn't even thought that she would get an eye at all that night. But now she was just pissed off, disappointed and angry at the man who looked at her completely confused. Served him quite right!
Vegeta, who by now had digested her words, growled softly and stroked his way through the thick, black head of hair.
"So you really want me to get off you? You're missing out on something, honey, and I'm not coming a second time. If you send me away now, you can be prepared that I will throw you out next time." He kept looking at her.
Bulma was about to give an angry answer when the words got stuck in his throat.He had leaned down to her one more time, accompanied by a grin that couldn't have been bolder. The next thing she noticed were his words in her ear, so close, way too close and so dangerous to her self-control.
"Do you really want that? I mean, tonight you finally had a real man. Not a weakling like this Yamcha". With every single word he whispered, his lips touched her ear, not kissing it but wandering down to her neck once more, brushing against it with a tenderness that made Bulma hardly noticeably wake up. "Think it over well, you won't get an opportunity like this a second time."

For a moment nothing happens, no reaction to his words came from Bulma, only her shallow breath, Vegeta could feel the rise and fall of her chest.
For only a brief moment he was in doubt whether his words had achieved the desired effect, but inwardly he breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed her hand first on his neck then in his hair.He grinned. Did he know that he would still get it. Oh yes, this night was going to be very special. At least for him ... (As if Bulma would come up short * gg * Um ... * cough * ... Always these thoughts * shaking his head and slapping himself * bad Jenny Òo)
He was just about to give a triumphant answer to her gesture, when Bulma's hand was already clawing his hair and rabidly pulled him up (I wouldn't have done it ^^).
Vegeta didn't understand the world anymore when he saw the most angry expression on her face instead of an enjoyable smile. Hadn't his words worked after all?
"Yamcha was and is not a weakling, understand? And something like you can tear open on every street corner, right? You are not the only stallion in this universe!" Angrily she tossed it in his face. Sure, she had broken up with Yamcha, but they were still friends. And she just couldn't stand it when her friends were insulted.So there Vegeta had his answer. He had said something again that just didn't fit into the situation. Ah, wonderful...
"And now finally get off me or I'll kick you where it hurts particularly".
Vegeta was sure that she would live up to her threat.
Still, he couldn't help but comment.
"You want to kick me? You don't think you can do it yourself". He looked down at her contemptuously.
But in the next instant the contempt and ridicule vanished from his gaze and made room for pure surprise.
The grin that Bulma had conjured up on her lips spoke volumes, as did the knee that had suddenly pressed against Vegeta's crotch. "Oh no? Believe me, just one wrong move on your part and your little friend won't be able to work for a long time. So get off me at last or I'll help out."

He looked at Bulma, shaken. Not only that she touched him at his most sensitive point, no, she even threatened him!But it looked like he had no choice. Growling, he released her arm and sat up - with the greatest caution, of course, and always with a watchful eye on her knee.
"You're missing out on something, honey, and don't come back and try to make up for something. You've missed your chance." With these words he stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind him without even looking at the grinning Bulma throw.
Phew, she was lucky again. Knowing Vegeta, she wouldn't have thought that he would give up so easily. Well, maybe he wouldn't either. Who knew if he wasn't hatching a new plan to somehow get her to bed. After all, he was almost there.
Humming softly, she turned, snuggling her head into the soft, extremely inviting pillows.
She started up. That was Vegeta's room, Vegeta's bed she was lying in. Well, but he was gone, he might as well have kicked her out.But he hadn't.
Actually, she didn't care. She hardly believed that he would come back now, even if he noticed that he had just been thrown out of his own room. The shame of his defeat was perhaps just too great for him to want to face Bulma again today. At least she could imagine that ...
Relaxed, she let herself fall back on the bed before she closed her eyes and grinned one last time before her restful sleep.
She hadn't even noticed how hard Vegeta had slammed the door. She hadn't even noticed the hinge breaking ...