Wild Horses Chap. 11Vegeta waited at the entrance of the cave for what seemed like forever, waiting for Bulma to "catch up" with him. He had paced so long he was surprised that there wasn't a groove in the ground from his path. "Damnit, where the hell is she!" he wondered aloud.
Then he saw it; the shape in the distance. As it came closer, he saw the outline of a horse, and something riding on top of it. He sighed with relief, ignoring the feeling that something definitely was not right.
As the shape got closer, that ominous feeling grew. The shape on the horse was beginning to look less and less like a human, much less his Bulma. His eyes grew wide as he saw the true form of the "rider." A sack of some sort. He bolted towards Sess (who he recognized as being her) as fast as he could, meeting up with her shortly. A sack of potatoes to be exact. He started to panic before he could catch himself, and he nearly fainted, choking on his own breath.
Wild Horses Chap. 10Bulma woke up and stretched out, after freeing herself from Vegeta's powerful embrace. She looked down at his sleeping figure and smiled. *He looks like such an innocent little boy when he's sleeping... So peaceful... I don't know what I'd do without him...* she thought, smiling lightly.
Vegeta slowly opened his eyes and looked at her; her looking right back at him. A smirk slowly made it's way across his face, then he lunged at her, pulling her back to him. She giggled and tried to free herself from his grasp as he chuckled behind her. He started nuzzling her neck and nipping her, purring slightly. "Mmmm Vegeta... I'm too worn out... Maybe later sweetie..." she moaned, trying to not get turned on. She heard a defeated sigh behind her, then get up.
She hopped up and grabbed a towel, on her way out to the bathroom, before she was once again pulled into Vegeta's strong embrace. "Don't be too long, I'll be feeding Prince," he whi
Wild Horses Chap. 9"So," Yamcha started, taking a drink from his mug. "What's the plan?"
Tien took out a pad of paper and looked at it. "Well," he started, "the first thing we're gonna do is: the next time he comes into town, we're going to kidnap his woman before he leaves. If he really has feelings for this woman, he will do anything to save her. We will keep her in a jail cell while we wait for Vegeta to concede, then we'll lock him up and then we'll have to figure out what to do with the girl. And the rumors going around is that her name is Bulma."
Yamcha looked deep in thought (he's capable of that??). "Hmm, Bulma. I have never heard of her or seen her... Anyway, how will we let Vegeta know that we've got his woman?"
"Well, we'll quickly grab Bulma off of her horse before they leave, and stick a note on her saddle telling him that we have captured her and to get her back, he has to turn himself in."
Wild Horses Chap. 8Vegeta awoke the next morning feeling like he was completely refreshed. He felt something on his chest so he looked down to see a contentedly sleeping Bulma laying her head and arm on his chest, and her left leg draped over his waist. He smiled. *I could get used to this...* He sighed contentedly and lay his head on his right arm, wrapping the other around Bulma.
He felt her stir a bit, then sigh and settle back into Vegeta. "Good morning..." she whispered to him.
"That it is," he whispered back.
"I could stay like this forever..." she mumbled, pulling herself on top of Vegeta. She may have been able to stay like that forever, but she was no longer tired. "Vegetaaaa... I'm a bit resssstlesss...." she whispered, smiling lightly, receiving a playful smirk back.
She raised her hips and slid herself down onto his already hard member, still a little sore from the previous
Wild Horses Chap. 6Bulma yawned lazily as she stretched her arms, but she felt oddly confined. She painfully opened her eyes and put her left hand on her throbbing forehead. She moaned in pain as she slightly sat up, but looked down at her chest to see a muscular arm draped across her flat stomach. She looked over to see Vegeta, slightly curled up against her, and she panicked.
*Oh my god...* she thought. *I was drunk last night, he was drunk... WE were drunk.... Holy God.. I really hope we didn't... ::gulp:: DO anything....*
She plopped back down on the bed and slowly rolled out the other side, away from Vegeta's warm and comforting embrace. Hopefully Vegeta would remember what had happened last night, because she sure the hell didn't. She was completely smashed and she was guessing he was too.
Holding her forehead, she stood up and walked over to the entrance, her other hand on her hip. Bulma sighed and looked dow
Wild Horses Chap. 5After a while of standing in the middle of an open area for a long time, Vegeta finally worked up the courage to stroll back to the caves. As he passed the bath cave, a blush crept up to his cheeks. He looked to the ground and noticed wet footprints in the sand leading to the main cave. He sighed. *Well... guess she's out... I have to just act like nothing happened, nothing at all.* He drew in a breath, puffed out his chest, then let the air out, his chest falling again, and continued walking to the main cave.
Once he reached it, he saw Bulma sitting on a rock outside in one of the outfits he got her, squeezing her hair dry. Once she got as much water out as possible, she shook her head, wet strands of hair flying around her face. And he noticed that her hair was straight, not curly, as it had been the days before. She stood up and smoothed out the outfit, looking down at it with an expression he couldn't really decipher. Whether it was disgust or contentm