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Smut Warning

I gaze at Vegeta incredulously as he stands in my office with a wide frown. "You want-- I'm sorry—  three hundred times normal gravity?" I ask.

"Yes! That's what I want!" Vegeta retorted. "I only trained up to seventy with your machine on the ship! And Kakarot's trained in 100 times gravity, right? So I want three times as much!"

"Vegeta, at three hundred times normal gravity, your body will feel like eighteen tons," I warn him worriedly. "Besides, the training gear that I'm making for you has only been tested up to seventy."

"I said that's what I want!" Vegeta shouts, losing his temper and shattering my windows with a wave of energy.

I stand up and march around the desk. "Here's what we're not gonna do," I snap at him as I jut my finger at his chest. "You're not gonna treat me like a slave now that we're back to reality!" I explain sternly. "I will be respected, do you understand?" Vegeta just glared at me, and opened his mouth. My eyes narrowed quickly and his throat visibly locked. "Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes." Vegeta grumbled.

"Good. Now, give me a couple of days to draw up the blue prints. The old model you trained in is kinda obsolete now." I explain. "And I expect you to continue testing my training gear as you train, got it?" Vegeta nods swiftly. "Good! Now, take your pants off!"

"Wh-What?!"

"Pants. Off." I retort irritably. "And sit at my chair. I'm gonna start on my blueprints, but I need some entertainment while I work, right?"

"I'm not--" He started, but stopped immediately when I narrowed my eyes again. "F-Fine..." He grumbled. He doesn't remove his pants completely, rather, he just pulls out his already hard cock and takes a seat. I move around in front of him, and press a button on my phone.

"Lola, cancel my meetings for today." I hum politely.

"Yes ma'am. Any reason why?" Her voice chirps back.

"I'm working on a personal project." I retort plainly as I shimmy my panties off, earning a sharp intake of breath from the man behind me. His hands are shoving my skirt up and over my butt, his hands groping and kneading the soft flesh.

"And this personal project needs Mr. Vegeta?" Lola shoots back.

"Yep." I hum and end the call before pulling out a wide spread paper and my pencils. In one swift move, Vegeta is buried to the hilt, his hips attempting to move. "No moving. I'm working." I hum teasingly and lean forward.

"Don't tease me, Mara!" Vegeta growls as he grips at my hips tightly.

"Just enjoy the view, Vegeta," I retort as I start sketching as much as my mind will let me. His cock is twitching violently inside me, but it feels like he's starting to calm down a little to explore what he can. Vegeta reaches up and tugs me backwards. "Vegeta, I need to finish this." I hum cutely.

Vegeta growls into my ear, his teeth scraping at my neck. "I think you're distracted, Mara," He hums impishly. I gaze back at him. He's got that crazed look in his eye again. "I like this little game of yours, Mara. I can feel you around me, squeezing and clenching down as if I'm giving you the ride of your life." He growls. "So tight, and warm-- you feel perfect, Mara."

"It's-- It's only cock warming, Vegeta..." I murmur breathlessly. Vegeta plays with my breasts through my shirt. I'd hoped that he would've been the one to break first, but I think I had misjudged the situation. "O-Okay... You-- You win... You can move now..."

Vegeta chuckles darkly behind me. "Oh, now why would I do that when you look so beautiful stuffed full of my cock? It looks as you're about to split in two from my view. Imagine how beautiful it'd look with my cum seeping out while you're still desperately trying to find your release." Vegeta groans in appreciation as I clench around him. My core is throbbing violently for relief now. I give a sharp whimper as Vegeta reaches down and begins teasing my clit. My lower stomach is burning now. "You've been a good girl lately--" Vegeta groans again as I clamp down harder. "And I've been so mean, haven't I?" My mind wanders to the morning sex we shared where he nearly lost his shit at Yamcha exiting his room just as he manages to push into me. Half my living room had been destroyed at the Saiyan attempting to murder Yamcha.

"A-- A little." I stammer, and my body shifts up, and slams back down, eliciting a long groan from my lips.

"Keep making those sweet noises, I want everyone in this damn building to know who's making you feel this good!" He growls deliriously and shoves me onto the desk, his hips snapping against mine roughly. The barely started blueprints crinkle against my desk as I grip at anything I can to ride out my orgasm. But just as I reach that edge, Vegeta stills his hips, his hands gripping tightly at my ass.

"V-Vegeta--" I complain, my hips desperately trying to get any friction. "I'm there-- I'm there!" I exclaim in a whine. "I need it, please--" I glance over my shoulder, and nearly combust at his expression. He's got that delirious smile on his face as he tries to regain himself. I whimper and push my hips back as hard as I can, and manage to get some friction to make my stomach tighten. But it's still not enough. I glance over my shoulder again and he's now concentrating hard. There's a bead of sweat resting on his brow as he clenches his teeth. I shove my hips back again as I gaze back and his eyes cross in response. He's no longer holding my hips hostage, and starts grunting appreciatively as I seek out my own relief.

I finally cum around him and cry out in release. Vegeta shudders violently and starts bouncing my hips onto his, chasing his in time with the steady convulsing of my core around him. Just as he growls out in release, my phone chirps loudly through our steady gasping.

Vegeta remains inside of me as I press the answer button. "This is Mara speaking," I hum as calmly as possible.

"Ms. Mara, there's a man here to see you?" Lola's voice echoed out. "He says he's friend of yours."

"I have lots of friends." I retort irritably.

Lola hums as the mans says something I can't hear. "He says his name is Tien."

Vegeta grasp at my hips suddenly tightens in annoyance. He's still hard in me, but doesn't make a move to remove himself. "Give me... Half an hour." I mention. "I'm kinda tied up at the moment."

"Uh, yeah, I can hear that." Lola chuckles. "Have fun~"

I shake my head and end the call as Vegeta pulls me backwards onto the chair, his legs spreading mine wide as he begins thrusting upwards in a rough, grinding motion. "As if that three eyed freak--" Vegeta growls as he grasps at my arms to control his thrusting a little more. Whatever I might have felt for Tien, had been completely dissolved by how good I felt with Vegeta. Every nerve in my body had started singing as he continued to ravage me. "I'll fill you up everyday if I have to! All these idiots coming around acting as if they're worthy of you! You're my mate, understand, woman?" He growls angrily. When I don't answer, he stops immediately and gives my clit a swift smack.

I whimper deliriously before nodding urgently. "Yes, yes-- anything, just keep going--" I stammer happily. Vegeta latches his teeth onto my shoulder and shunts up into me as hard as he can a few more times before he growls out in release. My insides flutter for a moment before I completely unravel around him. Vegeta releases my arms to wrap his arms around my torso. As I feel his seed begin to drool from my core, Vegeta is already positioning me over the desk and using his fingers to shove it back in.

"Think about this while you talk to that fool-- no one will ever make you feel as good as I do." Vegeta growls into my ear.

I hum in response. My lower body is tingling delightfully, but I tug my skirt down and look for my panties. Vegeta's got them in his grasp, and he's shoving them into his pocket with a sneer. "Vegeta, I need those..." I murmur.

Vegeta snorts. "No. If that fool notices, then he knows you're not up for grabs." Vegeta takes off out of the shattered windows and I sigh irritably. I take a slow seat, mindful about the cum oozing from my core.

I press the button on my phone again and clear my throat. "Send him in." I say calmly. Lola chirps back a response, and a few moments later, Tien is stepping in with a friendly smile. "What can I do for you?"

"I, uh, wanted to formally ask you out." Tien hums softly.

"Really." I hum irritably. I prop my head on my hand and start tapping my nail on my desk. "You realize this is four years late?" I mention.

"I know... I was... Uncertain that you wanted a relationship. You were just starting Lush." Tien explains.

I hum again. "Yes. But I would've liked that explanation four years ago. Unfortunately, I've moved on, Tien." I explain gingerly. "Maybe I would've considered it, had it not been for some... new events happening in my life."

Tien frowns. "Is... this because of this strange thing you've got going on with Vegeta?"

"First of all, I moved on way before Raditz came to Earth. And second of all, why the hell is it so strange?" I ask irritably.

"He killed our friends, Mara." He snapped.

"You realize that all the killing, was done by his partner. Whom he killed." I explain. "I'm not defending him, but Vegeta was just a pawn for Frieza at that time. He's a free man now. He can choose what he wants to do with his life, and everyone-- including Vegeta-- deserves a second chance."

"He's a killer, Mara." He reiterates.

I stood up and slapped my desk top with my palms. "Piccolo killed many of our friends once, too, but he got his second chance, now didn't he?" I shout at him. "You know what, get out. Vegeta is my friend, and I care for him very much. I will not tolerate anyone-- ANYONE-- talking bad about him. Got it?"

Tien rolls his eyes. "Whatever. You know, at least I don't have sex with anyone who wants it." Tien mumbles under his breath. I grasp my phone and throw it at him.

"GET OUT! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE IN THIS BUILDING EVER AGAIN, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" I shout. Tien storms out of my office as I collapse against my chair with tired sobs.

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Vegeta is lounging on my bed as I continue to work on the blueprints to the gravity machine. I hear the door open and I glance up to see Yamcha give a friendly wave before beelining to the kitchen. "Hey, what do you think we should have for dinner?" I call out to him. "I was thinking of making something, but I'm busy with these blueprints."

"We can order out." Yamcha retorts as he tosses me a sparkling water. "What would you like?" He asks.

I hum in thought before looking up to Vegeta. "You want Chinese or you some burgers?"

Vegeta perks up a little before turning his gaze onto Yamcha. The two glare at one another for a moment before Vegeta answers. "Burgers are fine." He retorts simply.

"Gotcha," I chirp. "Just use my card, okay?" I mention as I hold it out to Yamcha. "Make sure mine has--"

"No tomatoes, yeah, I got it." Yamcha laughs before slinging his jacket back on. "I'll be back in a minute."

"Vegeta wants everything on his!" I shout after him.

"Got it." Yamcha answers before leaving.

Vegeta scoffs. "You don't like tomatoes?" He asks.

I shake my head. "Nah, something about the texture kinda makes me upset. I've never been able to eat one unless it's been cooked. But the burgers at the place Yamcha is going has the freshest ingredients in town."

Vegeta is silent again before he hums. "What other stuff do you not like?" He asks so innocently, it's almost overwhelming.

I smile happily and hum. "Nothing sugary. That cloying sweetness makes me gag sometimes. Uhm... Olives and asparagus. Oh! I absolutely hate milk chocolate." I make a disgusted sound. "Dark chocolate, though..." I hum. "What about you? Well, I'm sure you like all foods" I hum again. "I know— what do you hate most of all in the universe?"

"I hate bugs." He admits irritably. He's flushing now, and I just start to giggle. "STOP LAUGHING!" He barks at me.

"No, it's nice to know you're afraid of something." I admit.

"I-I'M NOT AFRAID OF THEM! THEY'RE JUST DISGUSTING!" He bellows.

I laugh again. "I'm afraid of dogs." I explain.

Vegeta's brow unfurrows as he tilts his head. "Because of the beast that attacked you?" He asked calmly.

I nod slowly. "Yeah... Ever since then, I've always panicked at the sight of any dog, it didn't matter the size. All I could remember were those jaws tearing into my body." I murmur thoughtfully. I shake my head and shrug. "It's no big deal. I was always more of a cat person, anyway."

Vegeta leaps off of the bed and takes a seat besides me on the couch. He tugs me to his side with a grumble and pats my head. I chuckle and lean into him.

"Thanks." I sigh. I grasp at the blueprints and hold them out. "All right, so, I have the basic shell made up, and I'm about to start on the actual part that changes the gravity. It's about four times as big as the model that was made for my ship." I explain. "In the meantime, Mr. Brief's has some spare ships with gravity machines installed. So, I was thinking, while I'm busy working on this model, you could be training there."

Vegeta just gazes at the blueprints with a hard stare before grunting. "Fine."

"Ah, you better say Thank you." I retort irritably.

Vegeta presses a soft kiss onto my forehead before going back to lounge on the bed. I smile affectionately at him before getting back to work. Yamcha returned a few moments later with our dinner, and bid us good night after eating his meal. With his four large meals, Vegeta continued to scarf down his food as if it were going out of style.

A yawn slips from my lips as I finally stretch back from sketching. Popping echoes out from my back and neck from the movement. I let out a shrill yelp as Vegeta appears in front of me and lifts me upwards. "Wh-What you doing?!" I snap.

"Putting you to bed." He retorts irritably. I feel his warm skin burning into my side as he joins me under the covers. Vegeta lets out a satisfied huff and curls himself around me. "Get some sleep." He orders plainly as he gazes down at me.

I nod after a minute of staring and press my face into his neck before dozing off.