Chapter: 1 - Die Krieger WG Teil 12

Fanfic: Die Krieger WG Teil 12

Chapter: The warriors flat share part 12

Hello to all of our dear readers. 
Thank you to the clerks and a welcome to all new readers! 
We're not drooling so much today, we're starting right away, with an admittedly somewhat short part. * very sorry * sorry for not going on (Eagle Eye) in so long. Sorry Sorry Sorry !!! 
(Personal note: Hey SsjAvril, 
I just scrolled through your stories a bit and got the assumption that you apparently ... um .... are pretty sharp ?! Do you actually write anything other than hentais? Shouldn't be anything but criticism, I mean, if I wrote down everything that I sometimes think about ... oh man, I'd rather not start with that. 
The question arises for me, how old are you?!?!?!?! ??! 
But enough, the "moral apostle". We'll have a few harder hentai scenes later, between Bulma and Vegi.Which I don't mean from today's part. It's ultra light !! * gg * Bye bye) 
So have fun 
Phiby-chan + Eagle Eye 
 
<center> Die Krieger WG </center> 
<center> 12. Chapter </center> 
 
The next morning 
Trunks had made breakfast and arranged everything in such a way that his father only had to take Bulma to bed, as she (Trunks) was strictly forbidden from getting up. He wrote another note on how Bulma had to take her medication and then went to school with Bra. 
 When Vegeta woke up he was afraid to open his eyes. "Oh Dende, don't make it a dream," he whispered. 
 "Hm!" She snuggled up against her lover's chest. 
 When he became aware of her proximity, he opened his eyes and looked at her. 
 She smiled at him, she had been awake for a while, but hadn't wanted to wake him because he looked so cute when he slept. ← We like to believe that !!! "Tomorrow Vegeta." 
 He looked at her thoughtfully and blushed. - Did I just say that out loud? - 
 "It's not a dream!" she grinned mischievously at him. "But you could still get breakfast!" 
 He returned her gaze in the same way. "Am I your servant ... woman? !!!" 
 She looked at him and saw immediately that this was just a joke of his, otherwise she would have read the riot act properly now. But he already got up and stepped over her, hopped off the bed and disappeared from the room. 
 A few moments later he reappeared in the doorway with two trays in hand and a rose in his mouth. 
 - Oh man! If I was fine now! - She wouldn't have touched breakfast.Something else, however. ← here interpretations are welcome! 
 He put the trays on the bedside table, placed the small folding tables on the bedspread and placed the trays on top of them. Then he crawled back under the covers of Bulma. "Trunks wrote a note. Tell me, did you teach him so much responsibility?" He pulled the tables towards her. 
 "Yes, I'm glad you noticed!" she reached for an egg roll. 
 "I notice everything!" then he popped in, he had eaten far too little in the last few days and was really hungry. 
 She smiled at his last comment while biting into her bun. After a while, and only the other half of the bun, she stopped eating. 
 He noticed it quickly, but said nothing for the time being. When his tray was completely empty, ← no, he didn't finish the plates! he looked at her. 
 "Anything else you want? You can have the rest of the thing, I don't like it anymore." She smiled weakly. 
 "It's supposed to be a joke, you only ate a roll. But you won't get away with it that way! You have to eat more!" he looked at her invitingly. 
 "I don't want to! And I don't have to!" 
 "Such a stubborn head. All right, if you don't eat by yourself, then I'll have to help out." He took the spoon out of the cereal bowl. "Look here! A spoon for your dear Vegeta!" 
 Bulma looked at him again, pulled a pout that meant something like: are you kidding me? 
 "Come on, open the barn doors! I'm serious! And if you refuse the spoon for your dear Vegeta, then I'll get really angry and insulted anyway!" 
 She started laughing. "Are you not always ..." 
 At that moment he put the spoon in her mouth and grinned. "You see, it works!" 
 She tried hard not to laugh and swallow the cereal. 
 "So," he took another spoonful of cereal. "and now a spoon for the little drink!" 
 Thank god she had just managed to swallow, otherwise the bedspread would be full of cereal, she started laughing so heartily it hurt. She pushed his hand with the spoon away from her and slowly crawled on her bottom to the end of the bed, where she sat for a moment. She turned to him, but didn't look him in the eye and was slightly red. "Will you help me into the bathroom?" her voice sounded a little desperate. 
 He sat up, confused.- Why can't she get up alone? - He saw her look, - It is uncomfortable for her to ask me for it. - “Sure!” He got up and came to the end of the bed. "Would you like to be fully carried or just supported, Your Highness?" 
 It was good to hear his loving, teasing cheers. She held out her hand to him. “Support is enough!” She said, played arrogantly. 
 He grinned, took her hand, leaned down and gave her a loving long kiss. Then he pulled her up so that she stood on her legs. 
 She tried to walk, staggered and fell into his strong arms. ← Groan! Sigh! Hackle! Uhhh, we want too !! 
 He looked at her lovingly, picked her up, and carried her into the bathroom. 
 She wrapped her arms around his neck and nestled her head against his chest. 
 In the bathroom he carefully lowered it. But he held her tightly, and looked at her imperiously. "Can you take the shower alone?!? !!?! ← Lechtz !!! Drool! Drool! Vegeta NAKED !!!! Jipiiiee !! 
 "I would, of course! But maybe I don't." She pulled him by the neck, kissed him and pulled his shirt over his head. ← oh, those muscles !! 
 He did the rest by himself. He also undressed her because she couldn't hold on if she didn't hold on. He helped her into the shower. 
 Her heart was beating as fast as it was the first time he kissed her. He was so loving. - So it is right! That is the very least. Take me in Your arms! - 
 He came over to her in the shower and closed the shower cubicle. 
 She held onto his arm while he turned on the water.The warm water pelted down on both of them and Bulma put her head back. 
 He grabbed the shower gel and started soaping her body ← as I said: We! Want! ALSO! 
 Because she hugged him all the time, he washed up with him. He gently rubbed her hair with shampoo. It had been a long time since they were so close and Vegeta felt a certain need more and more clearly. ← We too !!! 
 When the actual showering process was over, he pulled her tight, kissed her passionately and demanding, while his hands slowly wandered her wet body. He gently stroked her waist and then over her hips, where he pulled her tight and slowly lifted her up. 
 At the beginning she sensed what he wanted, only in his best piece and was a little scared.But now that he was pulling her close, it really hurt. She screamed lightly, pushed away from him and immediately lost her footing. 
 He caught her again, completely taken aback by her scream. Carefully he sank down with her on the shower floor. 
 She had her arms braced against him so that he couldn't get too close. Bulma started crying. 
 He was totally and utterly baffled. - What is actually being played here? That's not normal! There is something wrong! - He ran his fingers along her cheek. "What is it? What did I do?" 
 It hurt, not just her stomach, but that he felt bad about her. She hid her face in her hands and sobbed. "Don't touch it, please, it hurts!" 
 He looked at her worried and very sad and slowly let his hand drop."Should I go?" he looked at the ground. 
 She shook her head, pulled her legs up and clutched them with her arms. She pressed her head firmly on her knees. They sat like that for a while while the water rushed down on them. 
 He didn't know what to do. - That was the

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