grin crossed her face as she prepared the meal. It amazed her again and again how much these Saiyajins could eat, although she should have been used to it long ago.
Bulma had spent most of the time watching him rather than eating herself. She looked at him with pleasure and couldn't help but smile.Table manners, a word this breed just didn't know.
Relaxed, he buried himself in the back of the chair and crossed his arms over his chest. "Did you like it?" she asked hopefully.
Without looking at her, he replied curtly with a nod and stared at the floor. She knew him far too well to know that this wasn't negative behavior. It was just his way, even if it looked different inside him.
"Something is wrong with you." she stated. That look in his eyes, his face. She could even feel that something was not what it should have been.
"Stop punching me, I'm fine!" he yelled as he slammed his fist on the table, shocking Bulma. "What are you thinking of? What's the matter with you, otherwise you are not when we're alone."
"Woman! Leave me alone, I warn you!" 'Woman'. He knew exactly how she hated that word. That was why he had thrown it at her head to provoke her."You're warning me? How dare you?"
Suddenly he got up, jerked her roughly from her chair and pressed her against the opposite wall. "Stop it now!" he said dominantly, before he kissed her demanding. Passionate and stormy, just as she was used to from him.
"He just loves to argue, ..." she thought while she closed her eyes to fully let herself into the kiss. His right hand went under her top down her back to her waist, while he propped himself up against the wall with his left. He pressed her body hard against his. She had placed her dainty hands on his back and clawed her fingernails lightly into them with excitement. He could feel how much she enjoyed his touch and demanded more and more from him. Slowly they broke apart and looked into each other's eyes. She quickly parted from his grip, grabbed his arm and pulled him into the shared bedroom.Once there, they stopped by the door frame and hastily took off their clothes. In his arms he carried her to the bed, where he laid her in the soft pillows that enveloped her delicate body. She pulled him up to sink into another deep kiss.
His hands slowly slid to her thighs and lingered there as she spread her legs to make his way easier for him.
Overwhelmed by the excitement, she put her head back and gave a short groan. How much she had longed to feel him so close to her, to melt into one another in joint movements. She had missed his closeness, his breath on her skin. She was amazed that his skin was so tender, since it had been battered by a thousand fights. Tenderly she stroked his back, walked up to his head and buried her hand in his hair. He looked into her eyes again before kissing her and they climaxed together. For that moment they were one, finally reunited.For a long time they had been lying next to each other in bed. Vegeta stared at the ceiling, turned his gaze to Bulma and studied her face.
She smiled contentedly and put her finger to his lips again.
[i]"I love you too, Vegeta."


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