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Okay, are you all ready for the last chapter?! I'm a little sad that it's ending, but I hope you all approve of the ending. Thanks for all the support this fic has gotten and I hope this chapter gets just as much support as the other chapters.
I'm shutting up now...read.
The day following the bonding was the same as any other day. The Saiyan prince decided that after missing a whole day of training to spend it in bed with the woman called for extra hard training today. Vegeta is in the gravity chamber as usual when his worst nightmare shows up out of nowhere, "Hey, Vegeta!"
Vegeta growls at Goku's sudden arrival and turns to face his fellow Saiyan with a sour look on his face, "You have to stop doing that."
"Doing what?" He shrugs and gives Vegeta a confused look.
Vegeta crosses his arm over his chest and frowns. He thought for sure he'd seen all of Goku's ignorant looks before, but this one took the cake, "Just showing up whenever you feel like it."
"Sorry." A grin spreads across Goku's face as he stretches his arms over his head, "I just thought we could train a little bit."
Vegeta contemplates training with his stupid acquaintance and finally nods, "I guess we can train. I'm in a good mood today."
"Oh, really?" The younger of the two Saiyan's begins stretching his muscles in preparation before their sparring.
Vegeta nods, "Why is that so surprising?"
Goku shrugs, "I don't know." He scratches the back of his head as a mischievous smirk slides onto his face, "I just thought it might have something to do with that mark on your neck."
The Saiyan prince blushes a dark red as he reaches up and covers the mark with his hand, "I'd like to know how you think that's any of your business?!"
"I don't guess it is, but it is pretty interesting." Goku smiles as he tries to hold back his laughter.
Vegeta growls as he uncovers the purple, swollen mark on his neck, "Do we have to begin all our training sessions chatting like women?!"
"No." He shakes his head, "But, it is kinda fun…" He lets a small chuckle escape his lips, "When we're talking about you." Vegeta rolls his eyes before he throws the first punch to begin their sparring.
When their training session is over and Goku goes home, Vegeta meets Bulma at the dining table as usual. They eat silently until Bulma looks up from her plate to look into his eyes. He looks back and the two of them suddenly begin smiling.
Bulma's smile widens at the small interaction between them, "I've never seen you smile so beautifully before."
"Well, maybe you haven't been looking hard enough." He continues eating as Bulma lets out a small giggle, "What's so funny?"
She puts her hands in her lap and stops eating for a moment as she looks at his face again, "It's just that whenever I thought about having a baby, I never thought it would be with you."
He takes a sip of his drink as he considers her words, "I never thought about having one with anybody…much less an Earth woman."
Bulma smiles again as she pushes her chair out and stands up from the table. She then makes her way to where he's sitting. As if already knowing what she's up to, he pushes his chair out as well, but remains seated. The blue haired woman straddles his lap and brings her lips down to his in a feverish kiss. As the kiss continues and becomes more desperate and heated, she can feel his hands slide around her waist as well as feel his cock begin to harden beneath her.
She breaks the kiss and looks into his dark eyes, "I'm going to miss you."
They reconnect the kiss and give each other a few more chaste pecks before he responds, "How did you know I was leaving?"
"You talk in your sleep." She brings her lips to his once more and slips her tongue into his warm mouth. His tongue eventually joins hers, but the Saiyan finally becomes fed up with the simple make-out session and places his hands underneath her ass, holding her in place as he stands up from the table. He breaks the kiss with a devious gleam in his eyes and an equally devious smirk on his face as he rakes the dishes off the table. He then lays her down on the table and climbs onto it himself positioning himself between her spread legs.
He looks down at her and his devious smirk turns into a comical grin, "This feels like déjà vu, don't you think?"
"Definitely." She returns his smile as she reaches up to grab his head and brings his lips back down to hers. Vegeta begins getting rid of their clothes and as soon as his shirt is removed, she rubs her hands along his chest with a pout, "Do you really have to leave?"
"I think you already know the answer to that."
She nods as she pulls her shirt off and throws it across the room. She begins to unhook her bra, but the Saiyan stops her from proceeding. She gives him a confused look, "What is it?"
He reaches around to the clasp with a grin, "Allow me."
She laughs at his bold attempt, "Yeah right! You never could get my bra off."
Before the inventor has a chance to reply, the Saiyan prince has the bra in his hand, "How did you do that so fast?!"
"Let's just say, that I've been training in more ways than one." He throws the bra over his shoulder with a smile. She nods and they finish undressing as Vegeta kisses his way down the blue haired woman's body. Again, he stops at her abdomen and listens for the sound of their child's heart beating. Dub, dub…dub, dub, 'It's stronger today.' He smiles as he continues to listen to the heartbeat.
Bulma begins to wonder what's taking him so long, "Vegeta, what are you doing?"
He lifts his head and shakes it from side to side, "Nothing." He lowers his head again and kisses his way back up Bulma's neck.
He places his lips on the scar he'd left there the day before and kisses it gently. Bulma turns her head to whisper in his ear, "I'm ready, Vegeta."
Vegeta grins and lets out a low chuckle, "As you wish." He grabs her wrists with one hand and pins them above her head as he uses his other hand to help guide his cock into her wet box. He takes in a deep breath as he roughly enters her body with a loud groan.
Her own body shudders as she lets out a moan of pleasure and after a few seconds of adjusting, he begins to move his hips back and forth causing them both to begin panting. He releases her wrists in order to grab her hips with both hands to be able to push deeper into her, "Yes, Vegeta! More…harder!"
Vegeta smiles as he complies with her wishes and thrusts his cock into her at a harder, faster pace. She wraps her legs around his waist as she had so many times before and while Vegeta plunges deeper into her, she begins to move underneath him. Vegeta lets out several soft moans as he feels his orgasm drawing nearer. Bulma closes her eyes as she enjoys the feeling of him moving inside her and she reaches around to his back where she finds the spot she's looking for. She feels the smooth patch of skin and presses it firmly.
"Ahh!" The moment she presses it, he stops his movements and releases his seed deep inside her. When his climax ends, he continues to pump into her and this time his thrusts are more intense. He begins moving so fast that the table begins to groan and creak under their weight, but he doesn't stop. He looks down at her and nods his head. She understands his nod and presses his tail spot again. He snaps his hips hard and enters her even deeper, "Yes!" He cums again and Bulma lets out a cry of pleasure as well, "Don't stop, woman!"
She presses the spot even harder than the first two times making him climax a third time as she finally orgasms with him. He continues to push in and out of her as she writhes underneath him, milking him of all his essence. The two of them finally become still again, but Vegeta remains inside her as their breathing slows down. They're both quiet for a moment until Bulma speaks, "Vanilla."
He shifts his body to remove himself from her, "What?"
"That smell." She sniffs the air, "Don't you smell it?"
Vegeta smiles as he lays down beside her, "Of course I do." He props up on his elbow and looks at her confused face, "I smell it every day."
A smile begins to lift the corners of her mouth as she looks at his face, "You mean, your scent is vanilla?"
He nods, "It seems that you've gained a small amount of my power from the bonding."
"I never would have guessed that you would smell like something so…"
"Girly." He lies back onto the table with a sigh.
"That's not what I was going to say." She snuggles closer to him and lays her head on his chest.
He strokes her sweaty hair for a few seconds before shifting her into a sitting position as he sits up too, "Close your eyes."
He lets out a sigh, "Just do it."
She does as she's told and closes her blue eyes, "Okay, now what?"
"Don't concentrate on anything but what you smell." She nods and after a few minutes, he speaks again, "Concentrate on yourself now, but try to ignore your own scent." The inventor is silent for a moment and then a huge smile appears on her face, "Now, open your eyes and tell me what you smelt."
A very unusual, but proud smile forms on his own face, "That's him…that's our baby."
Tears begin to well up in her eyes as she embraces him, "Please be careful while you're away training for the android's arrival."
He returns the embrace and takes in her sugary scent mixed with the scent of cherries, "You needn't worry about me, Bulma."
The next morning, Bulma gets out of bed and runs to Vegeta's bedroom. She opens the door and sees that he's not there. The bed is made and his belongings are missing as well. She realizes that he's already left to train in space for the androids. She falls down on his bed and smells the sheets, "Vanilla."
She lies there for a moment, but eventually she sits up and caresses her abdomen as she smiles, "He'll be back, Trunks. I promise."
…One year later, May 12th…
If you wanna know what happens next then go watch season 4 and 5 of DBZ. Hopefully, you've already seen them, but if you haven't May 12th is the date Future Trunks told Goku the androids would arrive.
Thanks for reading!