........


She realized how strong he was ........


He was still silent, but now he whispered softly: "My little angel .........."


Angel........ . The last time he said that months ago ...


Smiling, she hugged him .........


His hands slipped under her blouse and rested on her back.


That was his Sheyla, the one he loved dearly, the one he had missed so much .....


She thought he was asleep when he rolled her onto her back.


He leaned over her slightly, one hand on the other side, and began to speak to her softly and insistently.


"Sheyla! I know you're scared of me, and I'm sorry! I've made use of this far too often ...... I didn't always behave correctly ...., and now I know how it is...... .

We're just so different and we feel different ...


I think we both did a lot wrong ...... But maybe everything will get better too ?! Maybe we should forget everything that happened, even if we can't, and start all over again ?! "


Amazed by his calm words, she began to answer: "One should not forget that, there are always problems and one should not suppress them!"


He lay down next to her and hugged her again, that nice feeling of security, they had both missed it ........


All this time they had been alone, but now they were together again, no one could ever separate them ......


Even if they both knew that they would fight again at some point, they were just too different .........


Both lay tightly embraced next to each other, just lay there still and were somehow happy anyway .....

Somewhat brave he slipped his hand under her blouse again, she hadn't turned him back yet, he kissed her lightly on the forehead and wiped her tears away ........


She was still pretty relaxed, but slowly she calmed down.


Vegeta became more intrusive, his warm, rough hands wandering down her back.


He remembered the wedding night, his first time .........


At first he had thought that they wouldn't get around to it at all, they both had been too nervous.


But somehow it worked out. And now???


She snuggled up to him like a wolf who just wanted warmth and security, and felt his hard muscles.


Sheyla ran her hand over his arm, it seemed to have become even stronger than before.


She looked suspiciously at his eyes, which he could only see something in the darkness, but he knew what she meant.

They were married, but still they were rivals sometimes, she always wanted to be stronger than him, even if she knew she would never make it.


"How much?"


Hesitantly he said, "1,500 ?!"


Something more than hers, something? Just 300 more.[Very briefly: It gets even stronger and Vegeta and Nappa also didn't have such a high power when they fought against Goku]


Yes, she had given up and knew that her potential was almost exhausted.


But suddenly she was torn from the thoughts, Vegeta began to open one button after the other.


Vegeta pressed a longing kiss on her mouth, which quickly turned into a French kiss.


Smiling, she broke away from the kiss and pulled the thin, white shirt, which was already open, from his body.


She looked at him, yes he looked irresistible, that was true and he would stay that way for the next 30 years or more.Maybe he would grow a beard, he had always talked about it.


Vegeta kissed her neck, she relaxed ......


She knew that he would never hurt her doing something like that, he had proven that.


He turned her onto her back a little rudely and fiddled with the last button, her blouse.


Smiling, he ran his hand over her cheek and impatiently tossed the blouse away, which startled her, but when she saw his gentle gaze, she calmed down again.


It was funny with him that he always became the strong, proud and brutal king when they slept together, so gentle and sensitive.


With thoughts of something completely different, she pulled his black boxer shorts, he grinned .....


> Does she really want to? I mean, after such a long time without and then immediately again from one day to the next ?! That's kind of weird .........
With a few skillful movements he got rid of his and her boxer shorts.


Vegeta straightened up and sat carefully on her, he wasn't heavy, he probably even weighed a few kilos less than she.


He looked at her slightly excited, even if he couldn't see much in the dark ........


He could see her whitish scars all over her body, she had more scars than him, even if he fought harder ......


One stretched across her thigh, the other across her arm, and one not so large across her torso.


He ran his index finger over the individual scars.


Sheyla was getting nervous, she didn't like it when someone looked at her so fascinated.


To distract him from herself, she straightened up and kissed him gently on the mouth ............


His big hands slid over her back ......


Now they were together again, a happy married couple ........

Just for how much longer? But that night they didn't want to think about all the problems ...........


Sequel follows.......... .




Well what can I say? It was supposed to be a lemon, but I think some people would not have reacted so pleased with it.


Actually, this part should be completely different, I thought for a long time whether I should put it in or not, or whether I should write it again.


I know there is not enough oral speech ...


Hm, I hope that it is still reasonably clear, which I don't think.


How is your hand Cassandra ??? I hope better. I forgot to ask the last time.


Hey, I didn't babble on you this time !!!


I only have one week left !! Well, I'm on vacation because I live in Göttingen and that's in Lower Saxony, well and we already have autumn vacation.


Vale


Your Luri