The woman did lack balance when he set her down, tipping back against him. He kissed her thoroughly, cupping her lush ass in his hands, moving the fabric of her dress out of his way.
"Vegeta! What…what if someone sees!?" the woman screeched.
"I fucked you in this very spot last night!" he complained, but dropped the fabric underneath his hands.
The woman was panting and rutting against him in no time. She shoved at the jacket and he let it fall back off his arms. As she began unbuttoning him, he said against her lips, "Are you ready to learn to fly? To get off the ground?"
She slapped his pecs with both hands. Gods he loved when she hit him, pathetic though the blows were, the courage and audacity was so fucking hot that he got hard. "Oh fine, teach me to fly. You tease me," she said and rolled her hips against his, "with this and then suggest we fly. Fine. I don't need your prick." She shoved her hand into his pants and stroked him.
"It was a question, you know. I gave you options. And you say I'm the belligerent one. Are you hangry after only eating the leavings of a real meal?"
The woman laughed and struck him again. His cock twitched and her eyes widened. "Do you like it when I hit you?"
He shrugged and said, "I told you I like your fearlessness. Not many people have hit me and lived to talk about it, let alone fucked me afterwards."
She looked him up and down. "Hmm…well…that's giving me some…ideas."
Vegeta smirked and kissed her more. He said, "Are you going to share those ideas? Or are we going to pretend you want to fly?"
"I do want to fly. Maybe if you're a good boy and get me off the ground, I'll tell you," she said and popped open another of his buttons as she removed her hand from his trousers.
He wrapped his broader body around behind her slender one, grinding his cock in her ass a little. She pressed back toward the friction. He let his chi thrum into her body. She gasped as he directed it to move them both up off the ground, though he wasn't lifting her with his physical body. He murmured against her ear, "Do you feel it? Do you see what I'm trying to show you?"
Her head lolled back against his shoulder and she panted, "Are you…are you trying to make me come again or is that…is that accidental?"
Vegeta smirked and kissed the turn of her jaw, down her neck. "I don't know what you're talking about…" He directed chi toward her nipples until he could watch them stiffen beneath the fabric of her dress. She moaned and bucked back toward his prick. He pulsed it down into her core and her clit.
"Oh fuck, Vegeta, you…you don't…you don't play fair. Can…can you fuck me while you do that?" the woman said.
Vegeta's eyebrows shot up, but he took good opportunities when he got them. He shoved his pants down and pushed the fabric of her dress up with one hand. The other he spread wide on her belly to be able to better direct his chi while he was distracted by his own pleasure. He whispered, "Arch that sweet ass back against me." She obeyed and he guided himself inside her already quivering heat, so slick that he moaned. He couldn't help his smirk as he purred, "Such a good girl."
She laughed, but flailed around trying to move when she had nothing solid to push against. He briefly considered letting her flounder around until she begged, but he wanted to fuck her, so he wrapped his other hand around her hip and started driving into her roughly.
"Fuck, oh Kami, yes, Vegeta!" She wrapped her arm up over his head, opening her neck so he could suck and kiss along its beautiful length. To amuse her, he made them float higher, until the ground was far below them.
He tightened his abs to fuck up into her as he let his chi flood into her pelvis. It felt great for him too, making her insides hum, and she was so close that her pussy clenched him with every thrust. He wanted to touch her though. He used the hand on her belly to crawl the front of her dress up and he slipped it beneath the soft fabric, into her blue curls. He pushed her lips apart and put his fingers, all of them, on her wet folds as he slammed his prick into her. He loved the tactile sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her.
"Vegeta…fuck…I'm…Ah! Are…are you close?" the woman gasped.
"Oh? Would you like me to come inside you? To fill your perfect, tight pussy?" Vegeta rumbled out, feeling her response to his voice.
"Fuck me deep and come with me," she commanded and surprised him as she mastered her chi just enough to push back against him on her own a bit. He assisted her, one hand on her hip, one on her pussy, and slammed his cock deep inside her as her core seized and clenched.
"Bulma, oh fuck, yes, you feel incredible!" Vegeta panted out and rutted on her more, sliding his fingers back and forth on her clit. She screamed his name again and again, one of her hands clawing at his ass, the other tangled and tugging his hair. "You're so fucking perfect," he growled as he buried his face in her hair, smelling her, scenting the woman he wanted as his mate.
When her orgasm petered out, she went limp in his arms, so he drifted back down to his balcony. She staggered off his cock and spun in his arms, kissing him fiercely. It startled him because it was so affectionate. So…unnecessary. He took it though, wrapping her in his arms and holding her.
She threaded her fingers into his hair again, yanking him closer. She gasped against his lips, "That was amazing. You…have a lot of tricks, you know that? You don't play fair."
"No, that's not what I'm known for," Vegeta said, smirking against her as he kissed down her lovely throat. He hooked his arm under her ass and carried her into the bathroom, setting her on the toilet. She laughed and he said, "You laugh, but I'm serious, I put up with enough of Earth's gender nonsense that I'm not willing to put up with this." When she peed almost immediately he clapped and said, "Oh, you are such a good girl tonight."
She chuckled and finished. He followed her and said, "Well, now that I've tamed your libido temporarily, do you want me to try to teach you to fly for real? I don't mind if you just want to ride my prick every time you wish to be airborne."
The woman smacked his shoulder, but cracked up when he gestured to his dick coming back to life in response. "You'll have to stop hitting me, woman, if you want to do anything but get railed."
Once he finished pissing, they headed back outside. He talked her through directing her own chi again and she got more than her dress up. Her feet lifted off the ground the tiniest amount and she screeched, "Vegeta! Look, look, look!" She immediately dropped back to the ground without a bit of grace.
Vegeta couldn't help his laughter. She swatted his arm and he fell over dramatically. She chuckled and said, "You're just such a dick!"
"Well, you don't seem to mind. Not much incentive for me to change, is it?" Vegeta said and cupped his cock in his hand, giving it a suggestive squeeze.
"And you call me vulgar. Okay. Stop distracting me, bad man, and I'm going to try to go a little higher," the woman said and crept aloft.
"You'll be flying over uneven sidewalks in no time, woman," Vegeta said and smirked.
She drifted toward him at such a glacial pace that he completely lost his composure, cracking up until he was bent over as he inched out of her range. They kept it up for a little bit, with her chasing him like an airborne sloth, and him easily avoiding her. Finally she managed a small burst of speed and landed in his arms.
He dared more affection and gave her a kiss, tucking her hair behind her ear, caressing the soft skin of the edge of her ear. "Very good, woman. Now, technically speaking, I believe you have to concede defeat and acknowledge my superiority as a teacher," Vegeta purred, smirking at her, and smelling her arousal respond to his voice.
The woman unbuckled him, unbuttoned him, and slowly dragged down his zipper. She whispered, "I will never acknowledge defeat, Vegeta. I can be a stubborn motherfucker too, and I would like to point out that that was not flying. So you suck." But the woman smiled and kissed him more, shoving his shirt back off his shoulders, nipping each one. Vegeta had a weakness for biting. He sucked in air through his teeth.
The woman noticed, as he hoped she would, and she bit the meat of his pec, nibbled up his neck, and onto his ear. "Man, Vegeta, the way you hiss when I bite you kind of turns me on. And you like being hit…It's making me have some pretty vulgar thoughts."
He slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and undid the little hooks cleverly hidden under the rhinestones on the back, until it fell off her beautiful body, leaving her naked. He said, "You keep acting like I'm the squeamish one, when you literally wouldn't piss in front of me, whereas I have fucked my way around the universe. If you have a fantasy, woman, let me assure you I will make it come true." He twisted her nipples and slid his cock between her upper thighs, slowly dragging it back and forth.
Her eyes widened and she whispered, "You mean that, don't you?"
"Very. The least I can do to thank you for all you've done for me is to pleasure you in any way you desire," Vegeta said, hoping she didn't hit on the very few kinks he was not amenable to that he'd encountered in his time soldiering.
The woman groped his ass and her cheeks turned deep red as she said, "Did you…did you ever, um, like, like bottom? For Raditz?"
Vegeta canted his head to the side. "Of course, we switched depending on our mood. A few others before him, though I'm definitely more…toppish. Why?" Vegeta asked. He liked where this was going very much.
"Well…on Earth…Sometimes a woman uses a toy and can…can…um…sort of…" She trailed off turning absolutely purple.
Vegeta smirked and moved his head to look her in the eye. "A strap on? So you can peg me? Is that what you're blushing about?"
She gaped and blinked for a long moment. "You…people in space do that?"
Vegeta chuckled and said, "Woman, people in space do everything. You would like to peg me? Bite my ass a bit, maybe? Slap it as hard as your weakling human arms can manage?" Her continual blush delighted him, but the sparkle in her eyes told him he had hit on her fantasy. "I assume from your very deep flush that you haven't pegged anyone before?"
"Oh my gods, no, Yamcha would have died if I even suggested such a thing," the woman said, laughing, and her blush diminished some.
"Why?" Vegeta asked.
"Oh, well…I mean…maybe the patriarchy? Toxic masculinity?"
"What does that mean? Is…are…do…do Earthlings have toxic pegs? That seems very…fucked up. I don't think I saw poisoned pegs anywhere, so I guess you Earthlings can still surprise me with your sexual nonsense. You may not peg me with a poisoned peg, just a regular one, though you can choose it beyond the no-toxins rule," Vegeta said, dismayed that all of Earth's unique sexual things seemed to be terrible.
"What!? No! Of course we don't use poisoned pegs! I just meant it would threaten his masculinity if I suggested putting anything in his ass, so I never—"
Vegeta's face crumpled in confusion and he interrupted again, "But…does…do human males not have prostates?"
The woman giggled and she said, "No, they do. I don't know, Vegeta, I can't always explain our cultural stuff to you!"
"Well, I don't care, I don't want to be a party to this patriarchy you blame for so much of your nonsense. You can peg me, woman. I would love to have you just ravish me," Vegeta said, giving her a squeeze. "Is that what you'd like to do now that you're so proud of your two inches of flight?"
The woman palmed his ass more aggressively and said, "I don't have the necessary equipment to peg you, Vegeta, or I would pound you for all your impertinence."
"Oh dear, are you going to punish me, beautiful?" Vegeta said, smirking.
"I am. I'm going to get a huge peg and fuck you until you stop being so fucking smug," the woman said, flexing her thighs to squeeze his prick.
"That sounds like an excellent response to me being smug. For now, woman, I'll be collecting my winnings from our little wager. My bed awaits your lovely presence. And until you get that peg, I believe the fucking will all go one direction," Vegeta said and picked her up, making her squeal as he hiked up so he could lick her pussy while he carried her to his bed. "I want to be properly smug to assure you'll really rail me, so I'll have to get you off a lot tonight." He let his tongue play back and further over her clit as her thighs clamped on his head. Vegeta would enjoy rendering her speechless the rest of the night, every night, until she begged him to stop.
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