Vegeta watched Bulma sleeping in his arms peacefully, finding her light snores adorable as her naked body pressed into his side. He groaned softly when he felt his cock rising with each outtake of breath that fanned across his chest.
Ask her then take her again. She finally loves you so there's no rush. Patience, Vegeta. Patience.
His eyes lowered to the hand on his chest, the large diamond ring on her finger shining brightly against the sunlight streaming through the windows. He chuckled as he recalled the events of the night before, how Bulma had lost the ability to control her body after he had given her over a dozen orgasms. After he recovered, Vegeta carried her to their bathroom and cleaned both of them, Bulma unable to stand on her own feet without his assistance. When he settled them on the bed, she promptly fell asleep in his arms, snuggling into his side with a sigh of contentment. As her even breathing filled the room, Vegeta reached for a small box on the nightstand, opening it and placing the ring that was inside on her finger. He stared at it with unfathomable joy, wrapping Bulma within his arms before falling asleep deliriously happy.
Grinning, Vegeta came back to the present when he felt her stir beside him, her lips pressing into his chest as she cuddled closer into him.
"Good morning, woman."
"Morning, man~"
Her body tensed as her eyes slowly opened to take in the ring on her finger.
"Vegeta, what is this?"
"I have something to ask you, and I hope you can answer me honestly."
"What is it?" she whispered.
"Bulma Briefs, will you...tell me why there is a large chocolate cock on the living room table?"
Bulma cackled as he kissed her temple.
"'Geta!"
He laughed as he wrapped his arms around her. "Will you marry me?"
With a squeal, Bulma moved atop Vegeta and peppered his face with kisses. "Yes! I would love to marry you!"
He rolled their bodies, pinning her underneath him before he kissed his way down her body until her legs were over his shoulders. "Good because you are wholly and irrevocably mine, Mrs. Ouji."
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Bulma was walking on cloud nine as they roamed the streets of London side by side, her eyes moving to stare at her ring every so often.
"Why do you keep staring at it? Is it not big enough for you?"
She guffawed. "Not big enough? The only big things I need in my life are you and your big cock."
He chuckled beside her as he reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers together. Bulma felt like a girl with her first boyfriend when her heart sped up at the feel of his large hand in hers.
"Bulma?"
"Yes?" she asked, lifting her gaze from their hands to his smiling eyes.
"Why are you looking at our hands?"
"Don't laugh, but this is the first time we've held hands in public."
Vegeta brought their hands up and kissed the back of hers. "I've tasted every inch of your body and yet I've never seen you blush as deeply."
"I just like us being normal for once. No bodyguards or associates around, walking as an ordinary couple on the streets of London while holding hands on a normal date. It's a nice change for once."
He pulled her into an alley and trapped her against the wall with his body, lifting her legs to wrap around his waist as one hand slid up her side until it enclosed around her throat.
"We are not a normal, ordinary couple," he growled against her lips, grinding his hips against her core. "I know you crave the raw, animalistic way I take you in the same way I crave giving it to you."
Bulma glared at him as one of her hands fisted in his hair while the other wrapped around his throat in the same manner he had his hand around hers. Pulling his head back to expose his neck to her, she licked his pulse point, biting into him before whispering in his ear. "I do and you can have your way with me whenever we are in bed, but when we're out... You are going to be the gentle man I'm teaching you to be."
The chuckle at her ear caused her to shudder against him as he rotated his hips again. "I don't need a bed in order to have my way with you. I'll take you wherever and how ever I want, when I want."
He kissed along her jaw until his lips found hers to devour, her moans echoing off the walls before pulling back with a devilish smirk – sliding her slowly down his body.
"What are you doing? I thought we were going to..."
"Oh, my sweet Bulma. I'm being a man of gentleness for you and not fucking you in public."
Bulma rubbed her hand up and down his hardened length through his pants. "How gentlemanly of you~ But just to let you know, I am very turned on right now and very wet."
Vegeta groaned and pulled her hand away with a pained expression. "I'm only doing the same thing you did to me for weeks. I'm walking away while I've got you all hot and bothered."
"Tease~"
"I thought I should be the one denying your needs for once." He winked before kissing her once more, leading her back out the alleyway hand in hand.
*****
They spent several weeks in London together as Vegeta worked and Bulma planned their wedding with Chichi's help – always starting and ending the day in one another's arms. Bulma thought everything was going perfectly, but it bothered her that one person did not seem happy with their situation.
"Good afternoon."
Bulma turned to greet the man who she thought hated her as Goku excused himself from the table, stating he would be outside the restaurant until needed.
"Nappa, thank you for joining me for lunch."
"How could I decline such an invitation from a beautiful woman?"
"Funny," she said, taking a sip of water. "I thought you would have declined since you seem to hate me."
He chuckled, leaning back in his chair as he stared intently at her. "I don't hate you... I just hate the situations Vegeta has been put in because of you."
Bulma nodded in understanding, agreeing with him as she remembered the bullet wounds on Vegeta's chest. "Yes, it was unfortunate, and I'm sorry for what he had to endure because of me."
Nappa sighed. "Those wounds were only from one incident, Bulma, but how many more will there be in the future?"
"There won't be any, I can guarantee it."
"Nothing is ever a guarantee in life," he sighed again before smiling. "But I can see you two truly love each other, and there is nothing I can do about it. I sense you are a strong woman and can deal with what is about to become a norm in your life because of our way of life."
Returning his smile, she gave her thanks before he continued.
"However, it won't always be easy and there may be hard times ahead, Bulma. Take comfort in each other when possible and know that we will do everything in our power to not only protect Vegeta, but you as well from now on."
Bulma nodded, her eyes misting with tears.
"I pray nothing bad befalls you or our family that can cause irreparable damage," Nappa leaned forward and cupped her cheek with a fatherly smile. "Welcome to the family, Bulma."
*****
"I knew you two would end up together!" Bulma squealed, pulling Chichi into a hug inside the high-end dress shop.
"Well, it definitely helped that Goku and I were in the same country for more than a few days. Thank you, by the way, for making it happen."
Bulma laughed before poking her in the stomach. "Is this why you said you would come wedding dress shopping with me today?"
Chichi peeked toward the front where Goku was on the phone, winking at her when they made eye contact. "Yep~"
"Hey!"
"I'm kidding! I wouldn't miss this for the world. I'm only sad that Tights couldn't make it today."
"Me too. We'll have to send her pictures and videos later~"
"Does she know about your..." Chichi's eyes lowered before meeting her stare again, "...condition?"
Placing a hand on her still flat belly, Bulma smiled. "Not yet. You're the only one that knows."
"What?! You haven't told Vegeta yet either!? You need to tell your baby daddy you're carrying his child, baby girl!"
"Shhhh! Tell the whole world, why don't you! I'll tell him soon, I promise. I just found out this afternoon."
"Dick that good, huh?" Chichi snickered. "Made you forget about your triennial OB/GYN appointment for your implant replacement."
"You have no idea how a good dicking from a fine ass alpha male can make you forget about everything, including your own name."
Chichi grinned like the Cheshire Cat. "Believe me, I do know."
"You didn't!?"
"Oh, we did. Many, many times~"
Goku returned to their side at that moment, sitting next to Chichi before pulling her onto his lap. "What are you guys talking about?"
Bulma and Chichi stared at each other before speaking at the same time.
"Dicks."
"Sex."
They bursted into laughter as Bulma made her way to the changing room.
*****
"Can you really not come home with me?" Bulma whined into her phone as she climbed the stairs of the private jet. "I thought we wouldn't be separated anymore~"
"Sorry, woman. I have one last thing to take care of here in London then I, along with Goku and Chichi, will be on the next flight to you tomorrow night. My men are ready for your arrival back home so they'll protect you with their lives until I can be with you again."
"Okay..."
"Don't pout."
"How did you know?"
He chuckled. "I love you."
"I love you, 'Geta."
"I can't wait to have you in my arms again."
"I'll keep the bed warm while you're away."
"Dammit, Bulma. Don't tempt me with your words. I'm very close to climbing into the jet with you."
"Wait, you're at the airport?"
"Yes, I wanted to see you boarding safely before you left for home."
"It's not fair that you got to see me one last time when I couldn't see you."
"You'll see me soon enough. Just look at your chocolate cock and think of me."
Her laughter was a balm to his soul as he grinned like a fool.
"Oh, the pilot says we're about to take off."
"Don't forget to take the sleeping pills I put in your bag."
"I don't know if I should take them this time..."
"What do you mean? You hate flying... Just take them with some of the champagne I had the staff prepare for you."
"Ooo, another thing I won't be doing..."
"Why? It's your favorite."
"I... I have something to tell you that I didn't get a chance to do because you practically attacked me and didn't let up until I fell asleep in exhaustion last night."
He chuckled. "I had to have as much time as possible inside of you since I knew we'd be apart for a day."
Bulma laughed again.
"Can't you just tell me over the phone, woman?"
Silence filled the air as he waited for her response.
"Bulma?"
"It's something I have to tell you face to face... So make sure to come home to me as soon as you can."
"I promise."
Vegeta smiled, pulling the phone away from his ear as it beeped to indicate Nappa was calling him on the other line. He promptly rejected the call before placing his phone back at his ear.
"I love you," he repeated. "With all of my heart, Bulma."
There was no answer from her side as his eyes shifted to where he last spotted her, the jet refueled and ready to take off.
He stared at his phone to make sure the call hadn't dropped as Nappa's name flashed across the screen again. Rejecting the call once again, he repeated Bulma's name until a car came screeching to his side.
"Vegeta! Why aren't you answering your fucking phone?!"
"I was on the other line with Bulma. What the fuck is the matter with you?"
"We need to stop that plane and get her off immediately!"
"What are you talking about, Nappa?"
"One of our informants has reported about a hit made on Bulma..."
"No..." he whispered, his heart hammering in his chest before he started to sprint down the airstrip toward the jet Bulma was last seen boarding.
He watched in horror as the jet took off... then exploded into a fiery blaze, crashing back onto land.