First of All, I am Vegeta Ch.19 (Patreon)

— Vegeta (A Couple Minutes Earlier) —

I grinned with a slightly bruised face as I made my way up the stairs of the Capsule Corp building. The Capsule Corp Spaceship that Bulma made would be incredibly useful for the fight with Freeza in the near future. Today has proven it. 

Kakarot and I went back and forth, which was something to behold, indeed. Never in my life had I ever had such a brawl. I’ve had fights where I have to think tactically about what I should do, but against Kakarot with purely fists, we were surprisingly well matched against one another. 

I’m considerably stronger than him without him using Kaioken, but with it and his martial arts, compared to my brutish fighting style, made up for that lack of power. His moves required me to adapt to them and helped me grow some interest in Martial Arts as well. 

I didn’t know how much training could help when it came to this scale of power, but a well-trained fighter is definitely more effective than an untrained, experienced brute. 

Skill and technique beat experience and power; even if I still won the fight, I felt like I had gotten my ass kicked because of how weak the guy was compared to me. 

By the end of the day, everyone had agreed we should double the weight going forward. 10x gravity wasn’t much for any of us anyway. The only people who somewhat struggled with it were Turles and Gohan, but that’s most likely because the former hadn’t been on Vegeta or any higher-gravity planet in years, and the latter had never experienced higher gravity. Piccolo’s power easily put him above the threshold to withstand 10x gravity. 

20x was going to be difficult for almost everyone, with Kakarot and I being the only exception, though even we’d be affected if only a bit. 

I crossed my arms and closed my eyes as I ascended the stairs. As I reached the top, I bumped into something, which caused me to slowly open my eyes with a bit of confusion. 

Turns out I had not bumped into something, but someone, and that someone was Yamcha. 

“Earthling.” I frowned, then attempted to step past but felt a hand laid across my chest, stopping me from continuing forward. I raised an eyebrow and tilted my head. “Do you wish to lose your arm?” 

He quickly pulled his arm back, and glared at me with sweat dripping down his brow. 

“Where are you going?” There was no kindness in his tone. His distrust and anger was clear, but honestly, I couldn’t give less of a fuck. I didn’t mind the guy, but he really needed to learn how to choose his battles. 

“None of your business.” I turned and kept walking. 

“It definitely is!” Yamcha shouted. 

I clicked my tongue but didn’t stop walking. 

“I said stop!” He ran forward and grabbed my arm. In response I quickly pulled my arm forward, the force pulling his entire body with it and tossing him several meters in front of me. He wasted no time pushing himself up from the ground and dropping into a stance. 

“So we’re doing this?” I questioned curiously. I wanted to know if he was looking for a fight or seriously didn’t trust me to the level that he was willing to fight and die here in order to protect everyone else. 

“I’m not leaving you alone in the same building as Bulma!”

…Does he not know about the entire time Bulma was building the Spaceship? I mean at the time, he had tried to tell Bulma not to trust me, but she had shut him down so quickly and thoroughly that he had left on his own accord, but the point that he left me alone with her still stands.

Plus, there was what happened yesterday. 

“Move.” I ordered, but the man didn’t budge out of his stance, even if I could feel his nervousness and fear from here. 

“I won’t.” 

I closed my eyes, and a small smile crept on my lips. All jokes aside, the man had balls for standing up to me out of fear that I’d kill the woman he loves. 

I walked toward Yamcha, my smile remaining in place as I grew closer and closer, until-

I passed him and kept walking. 

“Hey!” He shouted again, just about ready to run after me. 

I stopped and turned around to look at him. “I commend you for your bravery. Your willingness to give up your own life for someone you hold dear is the mark of a true warrior. That being said…” I turned around and glared and directed my ki at him, making him break out into a cold sweat. “If you attempt to stop me again, I’ll take your life. You’ll die in vain and watch as I never touch a hair on her head from Hell.” 

Yamcha audibly swallowed his spit and remained frozen in place. I turned around and continued my walk toward Bulma’s workshop, stopping just in front of the door.

— Bulma —

Bulma walked into the middle of the room before turning around timidly to look at the Saiyan Prince who had just entered. She hadn’t expected him to show up right after Yamcha left and began wondering if the two had run into each other. 

“W-What did you want, Vegeta?” Bulma breathed shakily as the man walked toward her, stopping just in front of the woman who lusted for his touch. 

“I thought that’d be obvious.” He smirked, tilting her head up so he could stare deep into her eyes. “Strip.” 

The way those words escaped his lips, she knew it wasn’t an invitation but a command that needed to be followed. 

Bulma lifted up her shirt and pulled it over her head, exposing her purple bra and cleavage to the Prince. She then reached down to her pants, giving Vegeta one last hesitant look before pulling it down, letting him see her matching purple panties clinging tightly to her lower half. 

“Everything.” 

She gave into his demand, unclipping her bra and letting it fall to the ground, exposing her hardened pink nipples. Then, she pulled down her panties. 

Vegeta didn’t waste time; his hand came up to graze her pussy, making her grab onto his arm and squeeze it tightly as he began to rub his fingers around her clit.

“You’re already wet.” He noticed.

Bulma remained quiet at his words, with only soft moans escaping her lips. She had been expecting him earlier, and though Yamcha had put a dent in her lust, it had immediately sprung back up with a vengeance when she saw him at the door. 

His other hand came up to her chin, making her look at him as he locked lips with her, wasting no time in plunging his tongue into her mouth, dominating the kiss. She could barely keep up between the kiss and the pleasure of having her sensitive clit rubbed. The stimulation almost pushed her over the edge, before suddenly, he stopped. 

Vegeta pulled away from her and stopped rubbing her dripping cunt, and as he did, the bastard grinned! 

“W-Why?” She didn’t like how needy she sounded, but she needed his answer. She needed him to keep going!

“You’re not getting off without pleasing me,” Vegeta smirked at her, making her pussy twitch. “On your knees.” 

Bulma knew well that he wasn’t asking, and dropped to her knees with haste. She quickly began pulling his pants down, and her eyes sparkled at the sight of his member being freed from its tight confines. 

She didn’t waste any time and quickly began pleasuring Vegeta’s cockhead, licking and sucking at the tip and earning small grunts of pleasure from the Saiyan Prince. The man grabbed her hair tightly and forced her to take down the entirety of his large hard cock. The forcefulness sent her pleasure to heights she’d only experienced once in her life. Her hand slid down between her legs in an attempt to satisfy herself as she choked on the hard cock. 

She took his cock all the way to the base one last time before pulling back and looking up at him, all while stroking the thick cock slathered in her saliva. The look of ecstasy he worse on his face fed Bulma’s pride, and she decided to bring him even more pleasure. 

The bluenette began licking his balls and sucking them, all while pumping his length. She could feel Vegeta’s large manhood twitching in her hands and knew he was getting close, motivating her to speed up. 

She loved the way he gripped her hair with both hands, forcing his length into her mouth again. She felt spurt after spurt of his hot cum gets blasted down her tight, wet throat. 

They stayed like that for half a minute, Bulma swallowing every drop he had given her before Vegeta slowly began pulling himself out of her mouth. As his cock plopped out, Bulma took deep breaths, panting at the chance to catch her breath once again. 

“You’re resilient, and you got a damn good mouth on you,” Vegeta noted with a content sigh. 

She couldn’t even answer, but the pride those words filled her with couldn’t be described in words. This man could fight Goku and win, kill trillions without batting an eye, and conquer planets whenever it suited him—and she had just beat him in her own way. 

“You’ll do nicely.” He smirked down at her, and before she could even think about asking what he meant by that, he had picked her up by her legs and pinned her against the wall, with his length pressed up on her pussy.

“Wa-”

Her words were lost as Vegeta lined himself up and drove his cock to the deepest depths of her tight walls in one move.

“Annnngh~” She moaned, the Saiyan Prince not slowing down for a second as he began drilling her cumming cunt, all while pinning her body against the wall. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, and her eyes rolled back into her head. 

This…This was exactly what she had wanted! It was just like last time! There was no man who could bring her pleasure like this!

“Annngh- Fuck- More~” She pleaded, her mind growing foggier by the second.

His fingers dug into her soft thighs as he sped up, fucking her tight, dripping cunt with ferocity. 

The pleasure Bulma was experiencing was unlike anything she could ever imagine. She bit down on Vegeta’s neck, hoping to quiet her moans as he drove into her at his leisure. 

She knew she was nothing more than a fucktoy to him right now, but she loved every second of it.

“Mmmmm~!” 

The tightness of her walls increased as she came in a mind-blowing orgasm. Liquid nectar dripped from her pussy as her walls did everything in their power to milk the Saiyan Prince.

Vegeta, being the absolute beast that he was, didn’t even slow down and continued fucking her sopping womanhood. Her nails scratched into his powerful back and her legs tightened around his waist. 

As his cock began to pulsate, Bulma saw a flash of a life that would likely soon be hers. 

A blue-haired baby softly suckled on her breast as the Prince stood right behind her-

“G-Give it to me!” She shouted, digging her nails deeper into his back. 

“Making demands, are we?” Vegeta asked with a smirk that only drove her closer to another orgasm. “Just this once, I’ll humor you.” 

He slammed his hips hard against hers and grunted as his virile Saiyan seed shot deep into her fertile womb. 

“Annnngh~!” 

The sudden warmth that began to fill her sent her over the edge, and another powerful orgasm ensued. Her pussy squirted, making a mess of the floor as her womanly juices spilled out uncontrollably. 

As the last rope of Vegeta’s cum filled her, he began to unsheathe himself from her well fucked cunt. 

A sex-drunk smile was locked on Bulma’s face as her eyes grew hazier and hazier by the second. 

“Who do you belong to?” He asked one last time, and as Bulma’s eyes began to regain a bit of focus, she uttered a word that she’d never be able to come back from.

“...You.” 

— Vegeta (A Month Later) —

I fluttered my eyes open, feeling the familiar weight and warmth of another person clinging to my side. I looked down to see messy blue hair blocking my vision of the woman’s shapely body. 

I remained in bed for a few minutes, just looking up at the ceiling before deciding I had spent long enough here. Unlike when I was a human, as a Saiyan, staying in bed was simply an impossibility. My body craved movement, growth, and battle, so a lazy life could never suit me. It made me wonder if Gohan was even a Saiyan the way he decided to be a nerd rather than a warrior. His body must have been itching to go. 

I got out of bed, uncaring of the woman that was sleeping atop me. All the movement woke her up. She groggily wiped her eyes and turned her head to look at my upright form. The blanket covering her showed all of her assets clearly with how tight it was wrapped around her body. 

“You’re…gonna go train?” She yawned. 

“I am.” I nodded, walking over to the shower. I wasted no time, turning it on and letting the warm water run through my hair and down my body. I grinned down at the scrubber Bulma had in her shower and picked it up. The thing was awesome, It was the best shower tool I’ve seen in both lives, hands down. 

I felt thin arms wrap around my sides and delicate hands on my chest. I looked back to see an ass-naked Bulma smiling mischievously at me. Her hands slid down my chest to my hardened abs and then down to my pelvis, where she gripped my softened cock and gave it a few strokes. 

I grabbed her hand, stopped her, and looked at her unamusedly. “I’m not fucking you right now, woman. I’ve got to train.” 

Bulma frowned at me in disappointment before her eyes widened suddenly. She smirked seductively and walked in front of me, grabbing some body wash and scrubbing her body under the shower head. Slowly, she ran her hands along her body, trying her best to earn my interest, and I was interested. 

Yet, I’m a man of growth, and my yearning for growth definitely beats my lust. So, as she tried her best to seduce me into fucking her brains out for the rest of the morning, I raised two fingers to my head and closed my eyes, focusing on a close power level. Upon finding it, I popped out of existence, likely leaving behind a stunned and angry Bulma. 

I appeared in front of my target and crossed my arms. 

“Babababa!” The baby shouted, reaching out to me as the blue-haired woman holding the baby girl averted her eyes with a deep blush. 

“Prince Vegeta…why are you in my house, and why are you naked?!” Raditz shouted with no small amount of shock.

“I’m in your house because I’m your prince, and I can go wherever the fuck I want.” I frowned at the Low-Class Saiyan. “As for my state of dress…I’m in need of a shower.”

“...”

“...”

“Bababa!” 

“Down the hall, first door on the right.” Launch helpfully informed, her face now resembling a ripe tomato.

 — Chapter End —

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