Words Cannot Three

Author Note: Sorry for the delay guyz, some uh, unexpected eventz happened, and well uh, yeah, I got held up so, here'z the very late next installment of Words Cannot . . . can anyone believe this was suppose to be an one-shot? LOL!

Bulma woke up the next morning around noon. She opened her eyes slowly as they adjusted to the sunlight that streamed through her window. The balcony door was open, and a warm morning breeze gushed through, blowing softly at the sheets that were covering her body. Bulma's eyes widened in surprise. This wasn't her lab. She looked around and gathered her surroundings. She instantly recognized her room. Then, the events of yesterday all came back to her in a rush. That's when she started to feel the familiar weight around her waist.

Vegeta's arms were locked tightly around her waist holding her close, and pressed against his chest. She also felt the hardness of his arousal pressed into her back, as Vegeta let her know that he was awake by nibbling on the side of her neck. She pushed Vegeta's arms off her waist, and rolled out of bed. Standing up with both hands on her hips, she glared at Vegeta.

" I don't think so mister! I'm still mad at you! What were you thinking yesterday?! Please don't tell me you brought me all the way home just because you needed the gravity room fixed!" Bulma yelled at the top of her lungs, her entire face becoming red in the process. " Do you know how much time I've wasted already? I should've started working on my project over an 4 hours ago!"

" Woman, I thought I made it very clear to you yesterday why I brought you home. I do not need to repeat myself," Vegeta responded getting out of bed himself. They had been together for years now, he knew when she was too mad for sex.

" Don't you give me that! I'm not your personal technician/sex slave Vegeta! I don't come running at your every beck and call! If you break the dumb gravity room, fix it yourself, because I'm sure as hell not going to do it anymore. The nerve of you! I don't know why I put up with you! I'm your wife damn it! You need to start appreciating me more than this!"

" Woman, first of all, you are not my wife, you are my mate. Secondly, if we were back on Vegetasei, you would be honoured to have been my personal technician, or sex slave, so shut that hideous hole in your face that you call a mouth. Your incessant whining is hurting my sensitive ears."

" Sensitive? That word could never be used to describe any part of you Vegeta. You are a cold-hearted bastard you know that? I don't even know why I married- I mean "mated" you in the first place. Mated? Just listening to myself makes me sick. What kind of sick civilization uses the word "mated" anymore? It makes you sound like cavemen, then again, you Sayains might as well be cavemen, because you sure have the mentality of them. All you care about is eating, sleeping, sex, and establishing your male dominance by proving that you are the strongest male around, which by the way you are not. I must've been out of my mind when I got together with you."

" You out of your mind? I must've been out of mine. This stupid mudball of a planet must've affected my brain somehow, because I would've never mated such an annoying, unrespectable, ugly wench such as you. You are not worthy of the Sayain Prince. I am the strongest being in the universe, you should be honoured that I'm willing to waste my time with you in the first place."

" Honoured? More like horrified. Besides, you may be a prince in title, but in reality you are nothing. You still think that you're a prince? Your sniveling uncivilized planet is no more. You are no more a prince than I am a princess. If it weren't for me taking you in, and caring for you, you'd be out on the streets begging for food. You're the one that should be thankful. And as far as being the strongest male in the Universe, you have got to be kidding me. The last time I checked, Goku kicked your ass at least twice Vegeta. Face it, as long as there is a Goku, you will always be second-rate."  Vegeta's face darkened.

" Aw, poor Vegeta did that hurt? Don't worry, you just need to lose to him a couple more times, and the reality of being second will eventually sink in. You're accustomed to losing to Goku by now, you should"- Bulma never got to finish her sentence. Vegeta had grabbed her by her shoulders and pinned her against the far wall.

" Don't you ever compare me to that sorry excuse of a Sayain again woman, or else I will not be held responsible for my actions. There is only so far that I can allow you to push me, before I draw the line," Vegeta growled.

Bulma was shocked at first, but she eventually recovered. She wasn't scared at all, she knew that it was Vegeta, and he would never hurt her. She looked up at his face, and smirked arrogantly.

" Or what Vegeta? Your threats are useless. You would hurt me no more than you would hurt yourself."

" That may be so Onna, but I have other much more painful ways of making you pay," Vegeta threatened his face mere centimeters away from hers.

" Yeah? What would that be?" She was not going to let his threats get to her. This time she was going to stand up for herself, she wasn't going to cave and apologize this time. This time, it was his fault not hers.

" That's for me to know and . . . ," Vegeta moved his face closer to hers. Their lips were barely touching, and Bulma was doing everything in her power to resist the urge to fall into the kiss. ' Why did the meanest, most arrogant, self-centered man on this planet also happen to be the most irresistibly sexy?' Bulma thought to herself. ' I am mad at him! MAD!' " . . .  and for you to find out," Vegeta whispered, before he crushed his lips to onto Bulma's. She tried to resist at first, but it was useless. He still had the same effect on her as he always did. She fell head first into the kiss.

Vegeta kissed her with all the pent-up emotions he had been feeling for her entire absence. How he had missed her warm sweet lips, though he would never tell her so. He removed his hands from around her shoulders and took them southward, gliding them across her chest, and down over her breasts.

Bulma let out a soft moan, when Vegeta's hands cupped her breasts and teased her nipples gently with his thumbs. She had missed his touch dearly, and now she was drowning in the sensations, and the pleasure that he was igniting in her. She brought up her left leg, and hooked it around his waist, pressing her moist center to his hardness. They both let out a groan at the contact. Bulma began to gently and slowly grind herself against Vegeta. She could feel herself get aroused to point where it was almost painful, and she didn't think it was possible for Vegeta to get any harder than he already was. This gentle teasing was driving them both nuts.

Vegeta started trailing little kisses along her neck and down her collar. Kissing her just wasn't enough, he wanted to taste her. He began to lick her skin, reveling in the sweet taste of it. His tongue burnt a fiery trail of pleasure down the front of her all the way down to the top of her breasts. Her annoying cotton shirt was abstracting his way. Being the impatient man that he was. Vegeta merely ripped her shirt open and took one of her hardened peaks into his mouth sucking lightly as Bulma began to gasp for air. She started to grind herself frantically against Vegeta. She needed him now. She couldn't take anymore of his gentle teasing. She felt like a sexually frustrated teenager again.

" Vegeta, please . . ." Bulma managed to squeak out in between the frantic moans that Vegeta's ministrations incited from her.

Her voice seemed to snap Vegeta back into reality. All he wanted to do now was rip all the clothing from his mate's body, and fuck her till her voice was hoarse from calling out his name, but he knew he had to teach her a lesson, even though in a way, he would also be punishing himself. He stood up, and pulled her arms from around his neck. He held her at arm's length to put some distance between them, much to Bulma's protests. She didn't know what he was doing, but Kami, he better take her soon, otherwise she might be tempted to throw him on the ground, and have her way with him. She smiled at that thought. She wondered if her arrogant mate would ever allow her to dominate him in such a way. Probably not, but she could always hope.

Vegeta saw her smile slyly, like she was thinking about something downright dirty, and he knew it involved him. He almost lost it then, but he was a trained soldier, and he steeled himself against her unconscious seduction. He just held her there, while he tried to focus on the wall behind her.

" Vegeta?" Bulma questioned, when she snapped back to reality, and realized he was just holding her fixed.

An arrogant mocking smirk began to form on his lips. " Onna, do you want me so much that it's painful?" The way he emphasized the word painful made her realize that this entire thing was just some sort of sick demonstration of his power over her, and she had fallen for it. Before she had a chance to say anything, Vegeta's voice interrupted her train of thought. " Mark my words, this-we are finished Onna," he said those words in such a low husky tone that if anyone just happened to pass by, they would think that he was trying to seduce to her. And with those words, he let go of Bulma, who fell in a heap onto the ground, and walked out onto the balcony, and flew off.

" Damn him! Damn that bastard! Damn him to hell!" Bulma yelled as she pounded her fists against the ground to relieve her frustration. What kind of sick twisted man would punish his wife like that?  That man was driving her nuts. She punched the floor a couple more times before she slowly stood up and made her way to the bathroom. The stupid cynical bastard would pay for her cold shower. She'd make him have ten in the next week. That last thought left a smile on her face.

Author's Note: Alright guyz, sorry for the HUGE delay in posting, but my laptop has been uncooperative, and not letting me on the internet. I also lost my disk drive, so I couldn't transfer it onto my main computer. So any-hoo, I'll have the next chapter out very soon, promise this time! And yeah, sorry but no lemon in this chapter. They were sooooooooo close weren't they? LOL! Don't worry you'll get one soon . . . hopefully! LOL! Any-hoo, till next time . . . Kim