Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, I can't even lay claim to Vegeta since he's a force all to his own.
For Prince Vegeta, the inspiration to all my fantasies, and the star of my moon-kissed dreams. Racing Moonlight A huge, heavy moon hung in the sky, pouring milky moonlight across the asphalt, always a heartbeat ahead, always winning. White and gold stripes zipped past, blurring into an undefined mass before disappearing into a whirling vortex of blackness. Moonlight danced across the silver curves of the Bugatti Veyron that bulleted through the night. It slid across chrome, rubbed over steel, and sank beneath black rubber. The sleek curves of the car were full like a woman's, with the hard steel core steel of strength beneath. Female, powerful, awe inspiring. The 487 cubic engine purred over asphalt, whispering to it the secrets of flight. It ate up the tarmac, devouring it with the delicacy of a leopard leaping for its prey. 922 feet of torque bore down on the road, taming it, control it, riding the twisting snake until it obeyed its mistress's every whim. The woman in control gripped the Italian leather steering wheel, her fingers tightening, palms sweating into driving gloves. Anticipation bore pinpricks of sweat along her skull and beads of it formed at her nape where thick silky blue met pale satin. It rolled down her neck, hidden beneath a mass of hair, sliding under the collar of her tailored, black-leather racing jacket. Her heart beat thudded against her ribs, aching to burst free and race along the road unfettered by mortal chains. Her pulsed pounded, beating a loud tattoo up her throat and into her ears. Her muscles drawn tight, quivered briefly before rigidly regaining control. Her lips were dry from too many swift intakes of breath, too many rushed exhalations. She pressed them together, wetting them, slicking the crimson paint. Blue eyes narrowed with calculating certainty as they peered out into the darkness. The black, liquid road sped beneath her, unlit, unmarked---racing moonlight. Speeding through turns and hairpins, headlights off, only her and the shadows. Beside her the road dropped into black nothingness. No guard rail, no rock wall, no second chances. Her small foot eased off the tiny race car petals, her toes tapping between the brake and the gas. The Bugatti, able to go from 0 to 100 in 6.5 seconds, barely slowed to 120 mph as it cornered a blind curve effortlessly. The woman's heart sped up with the odometer, her senses heightening, her passions rocketing. She chanced a glance out her driver side window, tempting fate for a glimpse of death. He raced along side her, car-less, careless, intensely beautiful. His black hair matted down along his skull, blanketing his wide shoulders. His face was thrust proudly forward, his mouth drawn in concentration, his eyes lost to shadow. He kept his arms tucked into his
She knew this road like she knew the back of her hand. tingling the nub of flesh between her legs. the road would drop into a twenty percent downgrade that would send her stomach spiraling. They were still climbing the mountain. If she crested at that speed there was a good chance that her baby would shoot into overdrive. abrading it gently with the leather. Her nipples harden at the sight of him. upping her speed by at least thirty miles. his palms flat on his black-leather-clad thighs. For the barest instance she was flying. her frame unbending under the weight of her exhilaration. pressing the seem of her pants against her clit. He looked at her. his eyes set for the goal of winning. She stopped breathing. Once there. but was it possible for him to smell her through glass and steel? To taste her on his tongue with 165 mph winds whipping by? The road crested. berated her for drawing him near with her scent. but soon they would reach the top. She took her foot off the gas. He spoke of it. Could he know? Could he sense it? She knew he could smell her when she was turned on. What would happen at the top? Would she loose it? Would she spin away.sides. Her toes curled and the needle of her odometer twitched forward to 165 on the straightaway. The woman sang. brushing against her jacket. tapping the break briefly before jerking the wheel to the right. The beautiful custom built machine pirouetted across the ground as gracefully as any swan
. crabbing across the asphalt before skidding back into place. and screeching metal. leaving no room for drag. her vision tunneling. adrenaline-throbbing race at a grassy plateau high on the mountain ridge overlooking a stunning valley vista. free from the burdens of the ground. cornering on serpentine curves. and the Bugatti leapt forward. Catch me if you can. hugging the breast of the mountain. biological bullet that could keep pace with a steel monster. jarring her back to the ground with a rooster tail of bright sparks. She knew from experience that the lush grass lipped over the edge. just a glance. the leather conforming to every inch of his body. The wheel jerked in her hands. She almost slipped passed the bonds of gravity. her ears lobs throbbing with expectation. She rocketed down the road. Her muscles. His face was emotionless. His jacket was zipped to his chin. graceful and powerful. her eyes firmly glued back onto the road. souring through the sky. creating an aerodynamic. spiked with adrenaline kept her spine rigid. putting her a nose ahead of the man who chased her. She could almost feel the sensation of a man's hand there. Warm heat. They spilled out onto a gently sloping straightaway and ahead in a splash of moonlight she saw their rendezvous point. but it sent her mind reeling. flipping like a toy top on a uneven table? She dared another glance at the man racing her. but even she understood fear. They agreed to end their pulse-pounding. scaling down a sheer rock face that plummeted thousands of feet to the rocky bottom. gushed to her center. but it relentlessly reclaimed her with a heavy hand.
Her body jerked with the impact. His mouth was set in a grim line of disapproval. stiff muscles and untying the knots in her stomach. his black. and holding her prisoner with the steel cage of his body. skidding her to a stop at the stone's edge. heady and untamable. Unable to resist the sight and smell of her lover. but fierce hands. because his scowl grew fiercer. She closed her eyes in prayer only to snap them open again for fear of missing even a millisecond of life. and beneath it all. ignoring her gasp of protest as he tore it away with a screech of rending metal. but was quickly distracted by the woman he held. the whiff of fresh. The world spun around her. leather-clad arms crossed in leisurely disregard. his eyes blazing with an ill-disguised passion that heated her blood. The fall to the bottom would be long enough to recant all of her sins. Her stomach roiled from her wild ride and she swallowed to settle it. nearly choking on her dry throat.” he hissed angrily. the tires caught hold of the ground. If she misjudged her speed just a little.
. rubbing her face across his muscular torso like a contented cat. Bulma buried her head into his chest. He reached into the car. leading her in macabre waltz of death. He must have saw the subtle relaxing of her body. With deadly intent he stalked over to her door. If she was able she would have purred in pure unabashed delight. clean mountain air that had streamed through his hair during the race. The sweat coating her body dried up. the scent of man. raw. He was the reason that she hadn't been afraid. “You could have died. and rail against the injustice of her inevitable death before exploding in a ball of flame on the rocks below. Just when she thought that the world would never stop spinning and the void beneath the cliff would claim her life. if she miscalculated her distance by a mere centimeter then she would spin off the edge of the cliff and into the void. and spirals of dirt kicked up to veil the vehicle in a mystic haze. He would never let her go over the edge.princess. Moonbeams reflected off silver and black. twirling her. She rolled her tongue in her mouth drumming up a tiny bit of spit to coat her prickly throat. Vegeta stood before her. absurdly tickling her nose. The car showed no signs of slowing and the edge was nearing. Her fingers were clamped down around the wheel so tightly that she doubted she would ever be able to pry them off. pulling her out with surprisingly gentle. thudding in her ears so loudly she could no longer hear the purr of the engine or the squeal of the tires. and her knuckles ached with the strain. She could smell the worked leather of his jacket. He was the one who would have saved her. pressing her against the car. She forgot to breath and her tongue swelled with fear in her mouth. loosening her cold. her hair whipping around her face. not pausing to give her time to turn the engine off. Her harsh breathing feathered the loose tendrils. Once she realized the world wouldn't be moving again anytime soon she raised her eyes. Her heartbeat spiked to an unbearable pitch. leaving her skin clammy on the inside of her clothes. He hauled her up. her gaze locking onto the first solid image she could see.
felt the instant tightening of his skin under her hand when he realized that she wore nothing beneath the jacket except bare. “There's nothing like feeling raw power purring under your hand. needy flesh. pulling her face away from him. his voice rough with excitement and erotic sensuality. sliding his body over hers in molten slowness that was thick and sweet like molasses. He shoved her back against the car.” The entire race was like a full throttle excursion into foreplay. did you?” The question was rhetorical. “I damn near came. urging him to fuck her like she needed him to. his aura snapping around them with excitement.He plunged his fingers into her hair at the base of her skull. She heard the quick inhalation of his breath. fitting into the hollow of her body.
. and levering her head back to bare her pale throat. she dragged his jacket from his wide shoulders. His teeth flashed ivory under the curl of his cruelly sensual lip. his strong hands wrapping tightly around her hips.” She squeezed as she spoke. and tiny bites from her collar bone to her ear lobe. He stood up deliberately. certain she was deteriorating into her baser instincts right before his eyes. Her body was tingling with sexual acuteness that was pearling her nipples painfully and soaking through her pants. threatening her. impatient for a taste of her succulent breasts. but it deserved an answer.” she croaked out. His entire body was coiled with barely caged intensity. His hot breath feathered on her throat. Vegeta bent his knees. “You liked that. her hand sliding down his back and over the curve of his tight ass. Metal razored through the night as he undid her tight leather jacket. He sent her blood pounding. stretching her along his body until they fitted together like two gloved hands. In the spirit of fair play. He urged her up onto her tip toes. “Did that make you wet?” He rasped into her ear. finally realizing it was Vegeta's growl that was sending ricochets of pleasure through her. and her senses screaming like an animal on the run. She blinked. She bucked against him. She tried to tug the shirt off his body. a token grin at her frustration. his nimble fingers finding the tongue to her zipper. her pulse racing. exposing her pink nipples hard with desire. He leaned into her. She felt the world shift as a deep-seated vibration began in the center of her chest before rippling outward to dance along her skin and shoot tiny shocks of lightning through her erect nipples. She wrapped her arms around his body. With a possessive animal growl he nipped at her neck. nudging her thighs apart to accept him. moaning in disappointment when she saw his black tee shirt beneath. edging him even closer to her. drenching her with open mouthed kisses. freeing her breasts that had been flattened. heightening her senses to primal awareness. She could feel the hard bulge of his erection thrusting up between her legs. but he ignored her fruitless struggles. “Wet. branding her as his as he lifted her bare breasts to his hungry mouth.
He nuzzled her breasts in sheer delight.
. fearless. laving it with attention with his tongue and lips. Vegeta levered his body against her. Her head arched back. His bronze flesh glowed in the light. while he devoured her. giving him the appearance of wickedness and redemption all in one sexy package. gorgeous to the extreme it was all she could do not to fall upon him in worship. revealing the hollow that lay between the gentle curve of his lower belly and his hip bone. her blue hair falling in waves onto the silver hard top. his body jerking with the need to be inside her. Her hands snaked between them. She moaned.He slid her up the polished steel and glass of the auto. His wicked mouth descended on a waiting. With his arms stretched above his head his abs laddered up his flat stomach. the head peeking out from the vee of his zipper. holding her against him so he could feast on her slender neck. delving into the valleys of his body. before dancing along the tip. the ageless mountain behind him. her nearly-numb fingers fumbling with the button of his pants. the little jerks of her body. pinning her helplessly in his grasp. and her womanly cries of reprimand. fitting his pelvis in the cradle of her thighs and pinning her body against the car at the hips. and without waiting to be being told she grasped the hem of his shirt. her femininity nearly purring at the strength that they contained. But still it wasn't enough. her nails raking against his skull. tugging it from his body in rush. illuminating the darkness. She sighed at the feeling of her soft breasts pressing against his hard chest. trapping her hand helplessly between them. pearled nipple. her fingers dipping into the shadows of his ribs and tracing his spine. she wanted him next to her. he wrapped his arms around her back. delighting in her delicate touch. She gave a small cry of delight at the sight of the treasures revealed to her. He stood before her poised like a god. Shirtless. He lifted his muscled torso away. he dragged her to the front of the vehicle. His mouth on her skin was like heaven. sending tingles of sensation down his spine. ignoring her unintelligible protests. She wrapped her legs around his waist. She pressed her palm against him. licking one nipple before nipping the other playfully. Moonlight poured over his body like a lover's caress. Vegeta felt her frustration. the seem of her pants digging painfully into her crotch. She wanted the absolute bliss of his naked body. Once free. Her clothing frustrated her. desperately seeking a way to feel all of him against her. His penis stood flat against his stomach like a steel bar. a thready. before sucking it into his velvety heat. They roved up the contours of his back. The leather pants he wore rode low. She got it undone and the zipper half way down before the crush of their bodies made it impossible for her to lower it further. Her hands slid up the bunched biceps of his arms. his warm skin soothing her flesh. without barriers. basking in moonlight. he lifted his arms above his head. rippling around a deliciously indented belly button that begged to be kissed. Tearing himself away with a groan of pain. her fingers tracing his hard length. She wanted more. Her bare skin brushed against his clothes. and they burned her with their impersonal heat. Silently. highlighting the sculptured marble of his muscles. Her hands dove into his thick hair. His dark bronze skin melted down into his undone black pants. He shuddered against her. the tip of his cock. but she wanted more than that. Vegeta ground himself against her hungrily. needy sound in the back of her throat.
merging her two desires into one. cupping her body against him so she could feel the hard. sliding the rough pad of his thumb along her slit teasingly. The warmth of the engine engulfed her in delicious heat. a rosy ass arching beautifully. His piercing eyes blazed with lust at the sight of her rosy-tipped breasts. He kneaded her plump cheek. edging closer so he could slide the tip of his erection between her cheeks. hungry for its next meal.thick and ready. and it seemed only fitting that he fuck her on top of it. her bare legs spread wide for his pleasure. He thought of her stripped naked. He hissed a the sheer pleasure of her wet
. The metal hood reflected like a silver lake in the moonlight. She whimpered. His hands reached her rounded hips. her nails peeling silver paint from the hood. Impatiently. sending fits of anticipation through Bulma. begging to be filled. struggling to be free. Vegeta pushed her forward. and pale ivory skin. Her inner muscles ached. spreading his pre-cum along the head. more than a little pleased at her response. Vegeta growled at the sight of her slender curve of her back. He gripped himself hard around the base. Vegeta chuckled darkly. dipping the head into her folds. “What vehicle?” she muttered. he spun her around so she faced the Bugatti. her fingers curling. He gripped it loosely in his hand. Vegeta's fingers delved beneath the band of her pants. but her knees were tightly wrapped together by the remains of her pants. “I'm going to fuck you so hard that you'll forget about your precious vehicle. Vegeta lowered the rest of his zipper. tranquility overlaying power. he smelled it in the air. She tried to lever herself up. her fingers curling helpless against the hood of her car. ignoring the loud tear that resounded on the rocky cliffs as the seams came apart in his hands. bunching it around her knees. Bulma gasped. he tugged the rest of the material down her long legs.” he vowed roughly. his hard cock straining towards the crest of her ass from beneath his trousers. and the purr of horsepower sent tingles through her from the center of her breasts to the tops of her thighs. brushing his fingers along her sides. and his face darkened with his desire. but a strong hand at her back pushed her down until her breasts were pressed against the warm steel and plumped at her sides. She tried to widen her legs. His cock jutted forward. He slid his hands down the curves of her back as reverently as she had done with the car earlier that day when she purchased the Bugatti. bearing done on nothing. ready to devour her. her face flushed. and he spread his thumbs towards her center. hissing as his aching flesh sprung free. She panted at the sight. using them to part her lips. drowning her in liquid silver sensation. her eyes closed in near pain from wanting him. With one hand. waiting for him to fill her. splaying her across it. long length of him pressed against her lower back. She was pink and wet. sliding his fingers along the length. red and throbbing. He leaned forward. her body aching deep inside for something to fill it. Wordlessly. The automobile had made her wet on the spot. breasts pillowing beneath her.
heat. eliciting a soft moan. unable to contain himself. he erupted into action. She braced her knees on the bumper. the soft. lifting her self higher to meet his thrusts. barely able to restrain himself. delighting in the shivers that danced their way down her spine. He pulled himself out. Always she left him craving more. She wanted more---she wanted him hard and fast. sinking only the head of his cock into her body. Vegeta plunged repeatedly into her. delving deeper a little more each time. and the raw strength that covered her from behind. her body pistoning against his. With a strong hand at her back he pushed her down. He rocked against her. He found his way to her ear. her cries echoing on the mountain top and ricocheting off the rocks. He nudged her again.” she begged. He twitched deep inside her. She was a temptation of the senses.” he whispered in her ear. a feast for the starving. velvety feel of her bring him back to life.” she sobbed dryly. fucking her until the world exploded. Vegeta snapped back to his senses. The flat of his hand smacked the hood hard by her face. and he followed with blissful satisfaction. At her words. before delving back in sharply. He fucked her against the car. licking the rim of the soft shell. She screamed wordlessly. then the pulse in his throat. “Please fuck me hard!” she screeched. “Let's do it again. “Please. pushing her over the hood with his weight. arching deeper inside her. writhing in ecstasy. laying his body firmly over hers so he could feel every sleek curve and luscious valley. hearing first his harsh breathing rushing in his ears. He nuzzled the back of her head. submitting to his touch. his fingers dancing along her spine. refusing to let her gain the smallest sense of control. “Please. and the raise and fall of her heaving chest. “Do you like that?” he taunted in a silky voice. sinking into her to the hilt. Her muscles rippling around him pulled him off the edge with her. his voice rough with authority. Bulma moaned. They collided together at the bottom. but she was lost in a frenzy of ecstasy. Beneath him he felt the smooth silk of Bulma's skin. what?” he demanded again. pillowed on a cloud of bliss. nearly in tears with need. quivering against his chest. desperately trying to impale herself on him. arching her back. Vegeta. Bulma came nearly instantly with riptide force. what?” he asked. “Yes. tossing her head while trying to find the strength to press her self off the hood. He wanted her beneath him. His braced his weight on either side of her. his fingers tangling at the nape of her neck. slapping her thighs with his. Vegeta's braced his weight against the hood.
. desperate to swallow every last drop of herself that she had to offer. reveling in the power that purred beneath her. “Please. his other hand delving into her tangle of blue hair. rocking against him. He flexed his hips. Please.
” she muttered with a mock pout of anger. the sex or both. let's start from the bottom and work our way up. virile masterpiece. showing him without words which she preferred to do. resplendent and beautiful. “Fuck the car. someone wrecked my car door. Vegeta dragged her up to a kneeling position on the hood. All she knew was that it sounded like a wonderful idea. yes. “Besides. blue hair cascading over his shoulders. Still lodged deeply inside her.Bulma was unsure if he meant the race. driving her to the edge of reason and beyond.” Vegeta snapped. and still unbeaten. one way or another. He wrapped his arms around her. her head drawn back. As her eyes began to roll back she caught a glimpse of moonlight that rippled on the hood of the auto. while giggling at his soft growl of acceptance. surging inside her. dark skin contrasting sharply with pale flesh. “Oh. driving out all thoughts of her expensive.
. pristine work of engineering art in favor of a more rugged.” She wiggled against him.