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Hello, I deciced that as soon as I finished a chapter I would post it. Which means it can be posted anytime during the week, but I'll never let the next chapter be posted after Wednesday. For example, today is Sunday, the first dy of the week and you get chapter 9 for this week. Chapter 10 could be posted any where from today to next Wednesday. Thanks for reading!


Once Vegeta leaves the kitchen, he walks inside the gravity chamber and shuts the door behind him. He heads to the control panel to adjust the settings to his liking, but only stares at the panel for a long time as he thinks to himself, 'There's something about her way of thinking that annoys yet intrigues me.' He glances out the small window of the gravity chamber and looks at the flowers that Mrs. Briefs worked so hard on every day, 'She came up with her bonding idea right there on the spot. She barely had time to think about that response. She found a loophole in the theory and called me out on it. She even made me admit that I was wrong!' He lets out a growl and frowns at his newly found weakness, 'I can't let her get to me. I have entirely too much training to do to let her manipulative ways of thinking set me back. I have to get stronger than Kakarot and I have to be able to defeat those androids when the time comes.'

Vegeta turn his gaze back to the control panel and sets the machine to 500 times gravity. He trains for a few hours non-stop before turning the gravity back to normal. He walks toward the window opposite the one he had gazed out earlier. This particular window gives him a view of the pool, but the Saiyan prince isn't looking at the pool, he's gazing at the human woman lying beside the pool. Bulma has draped a beach towel over the scratchy surface of the diving board and is working on her tan making Vegeta stare at her for a long time as she wears a fire engine red bikini, 'I wonder how many different colors she has?'

He smiles to himself as he thinks of all the possibilities. He looks away from the window and sighs with shame at himself for imagining such things when he should be training, "I have to train. I shouldn't be gawking at women. I certainly shouldn't be gawking at Earth women." He walks back to the control panel and once again stares at it for a long time. He then lets out a groan of dislike and slams his fist onto the panel, "Why does she have to do this to me! I can't concentrate on any of my training for wanting to mate with her!"

He growls angrily as he walks back to the window and glances out once more. Bulma is still laying on the diving board except now she's lying on her stomach with the bikini straps undone, "Damn, her! I could ignore the body if she was dumb, but I can't turn down a body and a brain." Vegeta punches the wall and walks to the door, flinging it open as he storms out of the gravity chamber. He heads straight for the pool and approaches Bulma, but she doesn't notice him, "Well, what do you have to say for yourself?"

She turns to face him with a surprised look on her face, "Vegeta, don't sneak up on me like that. I could have had a heart attack."

"Don't change the subject!" He crosses his arms over his chest.

She holds her bikini in place as she sits up looking confused by Vegeta's furious expression, "What subject? I haven't even talked to you since breakfast."

He lets out a frustrated sigh, "How do you expect me to train and become strong enough to defeat the androids when you're acting this way?!"

"Huh?" His face heats up as he turns away from her confused face, "What are you talking about? I'm minding my own business laying by my own pool and you come storming out here like a crazy man accusing me of things I have no clue about!"

Vegeta looks at her again and furiously rips the bikini top from her hands flinging it across the yard. She gasps as she covers her breasts with her hands, "VEGETA! That is one of my good bikinis! You had better hope you didn't tear it!"

"I'm not interested in that bikini. I'm more interested in what is underneath the bikini."

She laughs at the stubborn look on his face, "Is that what you're so mad about? You can't train because I'm out here in a bikini? How is it my fault you're so horny you can't train? I mean a girl can't help it if she's as hot as I am, but you don't need to blame me for your training inadequacies."

The Saiyan rips his own clothes off and propels himself onto the diving board as well as on top of her. Bulma scream as she's flattened onto the surface of the diving board, "Ow! Vegeta! This diving board is way too scratchy and you're way too heavy to be doing all this jumping!" She has a sudden burst of strength and shoves him off of her into the waiting pool below. Vegeta makes a loud splash as Bulma stares down into the water at him spluttering around, "Are you okay? I didn't mean to shove you so hard."

He wipes the water from his eyes and frowns, "Stupid, woman! What did you do that for?!"

"I told you why. Plus, this diving board would have snagged my bikini bottom and who knows what happened to the top thanks to some horny idiot!" She lets out a sigh of frustration, "If my bikini is ruined then you owe me big time!"

"Will you just shut-up about that damn bikini and get down here?!" He splashes the water angrily at her constant talk about the bikini.

She shakes her head defiantly, "No way, I just fixed my hair. The water would totally ruin it." He reaches up and grabs her wrist. She struggles for a minute, but he's too strong for her and she eventually falls into the water as well, "Vegeta! How dare y…"

The blue haired woman never finishes her sentence because Vegeta grabs her head and roughly kisses her. When he pulls back, he grins before he makes his next statement. She frowns at the look on his face, "And, what are you grinning about?"

"If you care so much about that bikini then I suggest you get rid of the remainder before I do."

She smiles as she shoves him away from her and swims to the shallow end of the pool, "I'm not doing anything until you keep your end of the deal."

The Saiyan prince frowns as he looks at his pile of clothes on the ground which contain the item in question, "But…"

"No, buts." She slips out of the bikini bottoms and swings them around her head, "I'll be waiting."

She smiles and flutters her eyelashes at him as he gets out of the pool and walks toward his clothes. He curses to himself as he reaches into the pocket of his pants and retrieves the condom. He waves it around for her to see, "There…are you happy now?"

"Not until you put it on." Vegeta growls as he walks back to the pool. Once all the prerequisites have been established, he joins her in the pool once again, "Are you sure that's going to work in the water?"

"…Yes."

She gives his a skeptical look, "You don't sound so sure."

He frowns at her disbelief, "Don't you use some sort of birth control!"

"Yeah, but still…you get a little crazy sometimes."

He growls impatiently, "Can we just do this, please?!"

"Okay, okay."

He reaches for her, but she swims away from him, "What are you doing?"

"You always get to be in control." An evil grin emerges onto her face, "Not this time, mister."

She swims back over to where he is and pushes him against the side of the pool. Vegeta's eyes widen in surprise and amusement, "What did you have in mind?"

"Oh, you'll see." She brings her mouth to his ear and starts nibbling on the outer shell. She then moves from his ear down to his neck with her tongue making his breathing hitch as he grabs her head and brings it back up to his face. He presses his lips to hers and she opens her mouth to let his tongue slide in. She soon lets her own tongue join in on the action by sliding her tongue over his. He tries to pull away, not liking to be dominated in the kiss, but Bulma grabs his head and continues to kiss him as hard as she can.

When she finally pulls away a smile is on her face, "I thought I told you I was in control of this situation."

He slowly shakes his head, "I don't think so." He flips her around putting her back against the wall and plunges his hand under the water to slowly begin rubbing her thigh.

She quickly grabs his hand and shifts it to a more sensitive area, "Well, if you're going to do it then do it."

"You don't have to tell me twice." He gives her a smirk as his index finger enters her body making her moan. The water splashes violently around them as Bulma wiggles around trying to give him the hint to add another finger or something bigger.

He ignores her wiggling and continues moving his index finger in and out of her as his unoccupied hand moves to her left breast and begins massaging it. Finally, after enough teasing, he slips his middle finger inside to join the index finger, "Vegeta!"

He removes his hand from her breast and replaces it with his mouth. His tongue circles her nipple and the inventor groans with pleasure. He continues his movements in and out of her with his fingers and she soon reaches her first climax. He can feel her wet walls clench and unclench around his fingers. When he's certain her orgasm is over he removes his fingers, but continues lapping at her breast and soon moves his tongue to the other. When he's done, he returns to her face and thrusts his tongue into her mouth.

During the passionate kiss, he pivots his hips and pushes his length into her warm, wet box. He releases her lips as he lets out a content sigh and she lets out a moan. He pulls out slightly and pushes back in trying to get used to the resistance the pool water is giving him, but he hadn't been training in the gravity chamber for nothing. He thrusts with more force causing her to cry out, "Oh, Vegeta! Yes!"

She desperately reaches around and grasps Vegeta's hips as she tries to help push him deeper inside her. She moves her hands all the way around to his lower back and her fingers brush against a section of skin that feels smoother than the rest of the skin on his back. The Saiyan is still thrusting into her with all his might and doesn't notice her wandering hands until she presses the smooth patch of skin with her fingertips.

The raven haired Saiyan lets out the loudest cry of pleasure Bulma has ever heard escape his throat and he immediately climaxes, but he never slows down the force of his slamming hips. He's breathing hard, but in between breaths he manages to speak one word, "Again!"

"What?" She looks at Vegeta's face and notices that his eyes are closed and he has the most satisfied look on his face.

"Press…(gasp) it…again!" He picks up the pace of his thrusting by moving harder and faster, but Bulma does as she's told and presses the smooth patch again. He lets out another blissful groan and Bulma reaches her second orgasm right along with him as she digs her fingernails into his back, "Once more…please…press it…(moan) one more time!"

The blue haired woman is so shocked to hear Vegeta actually begging her to press this mystery spot, but she again does as she's told and Vegeta cums for a third time. When he comes down from the high of three orgasms, he rests his head on her shoulder and it takes all of her strength just to stay upright in the pool. When Vegeta's breathing returns to normal, he pulls out of her, removes the condom, and swims to sit on the steps in the shallow end of the pool.

Bulma allows him to sit alone for a few minutes, but she eventually swims toward him and sits next to him. He gives her an awkward look, but she begins to speak anyway, "What was all that about?" He looks away from her with red cheeks, but she can't figure out what he's so embarrassed about, "What? It's nothing to be embarrassed about. That was the best sex I've ever had in my life!"

"Really?" She nods her head as he focuses his gaze back to her, "I guess Kakarot never explained that to you either."

She gives him a puzzled look, "Explained what?"

"I'm sure you know Saiyan's are born with tails."

She nods, "Yeah, Goku had a tail when I first met him ad Gohan was born with one. Don't worry, you don't have to explain to me what there for because I already know that."

"Good, than I guess you also know that when someone grabs or roughly handles a Saiyan's tail it puts them in great pain."

She nods gain, "But, what does that have to do with…"

"If you will shut-up for one second, I will get to what you are inquiring about." He gives her a look of annoyance.

"Okay, sorry."

He lets out a sigh before speaking again, "Anyway, if a Saiyan loses their tail and it doesn't grow back, the spot where the tail used to be is still very sensitive, but in the opposite way. Instead of feeling intense pain, when the tail spot is pressed we experience intense pleasure."

Bulma smiles, "So, it's kind of like a Saiyan G-spot?"

His brows furrow in annoyance at her comment, "If that's what you want to compare it to."

"So, how come you never told me this before?" She looks at him curiously as a pink blush creeps to his face.

"Do we have to talk about this?" His blush deepens at her sudden interest.

"Yes."

He crosses his arm over his chest and growls, "Because, I've never had it pressed before and I didn't know how I would react."

His face turns even redder and he turns his head away from her staring eyes so she won't notice, "So, I was your first?"

His eyes widen as he turns to face her again, "My first? You make it sound like I was a virgin or something!"

She lets out a small giggle at how red his face still is, "That's so cute…you're embarrassed."

"I am not!"

She continues to giggle as she forms her next question, "So, you mean you've never…pressed it yourself?"

He stands up and looks shocked at this question, "Of course not! Why on Earth would I do that?"

Her giggles turn into full blown laughter at his outrage, "I don't know? Maybe you want to be your own best lover or something." She laughs even louder at the disgusted look on his face. He gets out of the pool and walks over to his clothes while she remains on the steps laughing, "Come on, Vegeta. I was only kidding."

She gets out of the pool as well, walks to the diving board, and wraps her beach towel around herself as Vegeta slips his pants back on, "I don't think it was very funny."

She smiles at him as she walks over to the spot where her bikini top is lying on the ground, "Yes, you do."

"Hmmph." He crosses his arms over his chest, "I'm hungry, woman! I think it's about time you cooked me lunch!"

Bulma rolls her blue eyes as she picks up her bikini top, "Okay, but if my bikini is ruined you're not getting anything."

Vegeta mumbles something about a 'dumb bikini' as he walks into the house. Bulma soon follows him and as soon as she changes clothes, she begins preparing their lunch. Vegeta walk into the dining room and sits down at the table just as Bulma is putting the lunch on the table. She sits down as well and they both start eating, but not long after the meal has started, Bulma stares at Vegeta with her all too familiar 'I have a question' look, "What is it?"

She shrugs, "What are you talking about?"

"You have a question about something…don't you?"

She nods, "Yes, but how did you know that?"

"I could tell by the look on your face." He gestures with his hand for her to continue with her question.

Bulma smiles as she puts her napkin down and props her chin in her hands, "Okay, I do have a question."

"Then hurry up and ask it." He snaps at her as he takes a big bite of food.

She smiles as she begins her question, "Do you think that your G-spot would be as sensitive if you weren't already sexually aroused?"

He grimaces at her coined term G-spot, "Do you have to call it that?"

"Well what else do you want me to call it?"

"I don't know." He shrugs not really knowing what to say.

Bulma giggles at Vegeta's discomfort with the term, "Who cares what I call it? Just answer the question."

He scrunches his nose at her curiousness, "Why do you always choose the most unappealing things to discuss while we're eating?"

"Stop dodging the question."

He sighs and reluctantly answers her question, "I don't suppose it would be as sensitive."

"So, just for the sake of argument, let's say that I pressed it right now…what would happen?"

He starts turning red again at this absurd suggestion, "How should I know? I told you that this was the first time anyone had ever pressed it."

An evil gleam dances in her blue eyes, "Can I try it?"

He glares at her angrily as he slams his fist on the table, "No! What kind of stupid question is that?!"

"Sorry, it was just a question." She waits for his death glare to leave his eyes before she asks her next question, "So, how sensitive do you think it is on a regular basis?"

He lets out a tired sigh, "It's kind of like tickling yourself. It doesn't really feel like anything unless someone else does it."

She suddenly jumps up from the table and points an accusing finger at Vegeta, "Ah ha! So you admit it?!"

He gives her a confused expression, "Admit what?"

"That you've pressed it yourself." She giggles childishly, "Oh, my Kami! You are such a pervert!"

"I never said that!" He furiously stands up and bangs his hands on the tabletop, spilling his drink.

"Then how would you know it was like a self-tickle if you've never tried it?"

"I…well…I do take a bath you know. I don't just skip that portion of my body when I bathe."

She shakes her head in disbelief, "Whatever, you pressed it on purpose."

"I have not!" He clenches his hands into fists.

She sits back down and he eventually takes his seat too, "I didn't mean to make you mad. I really was curious about it…honestly." He gives her a doubtful look, "I'm telling the truth."

They eat most of the rest of their meal in silence as the spilled drink continues to trickle down the table. Shortly before the meal is over, Bulma breaks the silence with one last comment, "To be perfectly honest with you, if I had a tail spot I would have tried it. Seems like it'd be pretty cool if it worked."

Vegeta looks at her with an amused expression his face, "Oh, really?"

"Yeah." She stands up and puts her plate in the sink. He does the same thing and starts walking toward the gravity chamber as she grabs a towel to clean up the spilled drink. As she's wiping the table, Vegeta stops walking and turns to face her. She stops wiping the table and looks at him, "What is it?"

"Okay, I confess…I have tried it."

She smiles as he continues on his way to the gravity chamber. Vegeta walks into the gravity chamber and immediately heads to the control panel. Before he has a chance to set the gravity, he hears someone enter the room. He turns around and to his disappointment, it's Goku.

TBC…


Thanks again for sticking with me and reading this fic! As always, love ya!