~*****~
Smut Warning
"I don't understand, why are we going to the port?" I ask irritably. It had been a few days since we'd gotten back from our vacation, and Vegeta had holed himself up with training, even though I had specified I wanted him around for my birthday at least. Which led us to Bulma taking me to the docks.
"Don't be mad, okay?" Bulma giggled. "But I kinda splurged for your birthday party, and well--"
"YOU BOUGHT A FREAKIN' CRUISE LINER?!" I shriek as I see Yamcha waving madly in front of it.
"Surprise! Happy birthday, Mara!" Bulma cheered as I sunk in my seat.
"Cruise liner-- that's-- way too much zeni--" I whine as I palm at my face. "I would've accepted a flimsy little card and a home made cake-- this is-- way too much--"
"Oh, don't be such a sour puss, we both make enough money to afford junk like this. Wait till you see the prize list for the bingo tournament." Bulma chirped.
I whine again as she hauls me out of the car. "Hey, mom!" I hear Mars exclaim. "Come check this out! There's a huge buffet area!"
"And a pool!" Marble's voice echoes out as the two run down the ramp.
"Where are the twins?" I ask sullenly.
Bulma grinned. "Venul is watching them and Bulla inside, I made sure a whole section of the boat had plenty of toys and snacks for the little ones."
I'm still frothing at the mouth as Bulma and Yamcha lead me up the boat ramp.
When the others began to arrive, my anxiety over the big purchase dwindled down and I cheered up. "Hi Mara!" I hear a familiar voice.
I while around and beam as Gohan, Chi-Chi, and Videl approach. Mars and Goten are already running around. "Welcome aboard!" Bulma cheers as she loops an arm around my shoulder. "Thanks for coming!"
"This boat is insane, Goten!" Mars exclaims. "There's like a million rooms at least! You gotta check it out! Come on!"
"Yeah, let's explore!" Goten agreed loudly.
"Wait for me!" Marble exclaims as she runs after them.
"Happy Birthday, Auntie Mara. We're so glad we can celebrate with you." Videl says with a sweet smile.
"That's right, Happy Birthday, girl!" Chi-Chi chimes.
"We hope it's a great year." Gohan adds.
I chuckle and rub at the back of my head. "Did you all know Bulma was going to buy a huge ship for this? Cause I woulda liked a heads up, I've never been so overwhelmed in my life."
Bulma snorted. "Oh come on, you do nice things for me all the time. I think this makes us even."
Gohan laughs. "Guess we're a little early, then? Are we the first ones here?"
I snort. "No. The Bikini Inspectors have been here a while." I say as I gesture to Roshi and Oolong peering through some binoculars at unsuspecting women on the beach. "Yamcha's somewhere-- probably making sure the Bingo Tournament is ready. I just went and checked on the twins-- they're on the top floor with Bulla and Venul, playing an intense game of tag."
Chi-Chi sighs. "Oh, that sounds so cute, I might have to go up and take a look for myself! All three of those adorable little girls playing so sweetly!" Chi-Chi sighs through her nose. "I wish I woulda had a daughter."
Gohan glances at his mom and flushes. "Mom..." He whines.
"You're still young enough, Chi-Chi, I'm sure you and Goku could manage another kid." I mention.
"M-Mara!" Gohan exclaims in embarrassment. I laugh cheerfully as Chi-Chi hums in thought.
~*****~
The boat is now full of all of our friends. I hum as I gaze out towards the sky, waiting for Vegeta to arrive, or even Goku. "Hey, Gohan?" I call out as I approach him. "You didn't happen to call Vegeta earlier, did you? Do you know if he's coming?"
Gohan flinches and swallows roughly. "He said... He was too busy training..."
"HE WHAT?!" I bellow. The entire crowd halts and stares, wide-eyed. "What about Goku? Oh, let me guess-- he's off training too?!"
"Y-Yeah..."
I growl angrily. "Okay, then... BULMA! FULL SPEED AHEAD!" I shout.
"Right away, your highness..." Bulma murmurs.
"I can't believe the nerve of that--" I growl again and storm to the ridiculous throne Bulma set out for me.
There's a gentle tug on my skirt and I glance down. "Mommy sad?" Elara questions as she keeps tugging.
"Shouldn't you be upstairs? How in the world did you get all the way down here?" I ask softly as I lift her onto my lap. There's another tug on my other side and Eschalot is there, pouting angrily. "Okay, okay, come on," I sigh and lift her up to. Both girls are leaning against me staring as if I'm the best thing in the world-- okay, so maybe I didn't need that salty old dog at my party if he didn't want to come, I had these two little girls who think I hung the moon.
"I wonder if Venul noticed their gone." Bulma laughed as she approached us.
"Knowing these two, they probably snuck out while Bulla had another meltdown." I retort.
Bulma sighs. "I've never met any kid who is as fussy as Bulla."
"Really?" I retort blandly. "Looked in a mirror lately?"
Bulma grunts. "Hey Mara," Krillen greets as he and his family approach. "Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, what's up?" I laugh as Bulma plops into her chair.
"How old are you turning?"
"YOU DON'T ASK A LADY HER AGE!" Bulma shouted at him.
Krillen winced and covered his ear. "Sheesh, shoot me why don't ya?"
I laughed. "It's fine, Bulma, really," I laugh. "I'm turning Forty-Five by the way."
"There's no way," Bulma snapped back. "You can't be! You still look the same as you did when you were twenty-five!"
"She's an Empathian," Venul's tired voice echoed out. I glance up at her in surprise. "To you Earthlings, I simply look like a middle-aged woman, but I'm actually turning two-hundred and sixty in the next few months."
"What?!" Bulma exclaimed. "Th-That's just not fair..." She whined.
"Mara," Eighteen spoke up. "I've been meaning to ask about these Bingo Prizes. Is it true you're giving away a castle and an airplane?"
I hum curiously. "Oh, yeah. That's right. But I don't even know what the grand prize is. This party may be for me, but Bulma's planned it all."
"You hear that, Krillen!? We've got three of us here, including Marron, and that means three chances! We've gotta make sure we take home the second prize castle, okay?" Eighteen exclaims.
"Really? Don't you want the top prize?" Krillen asks.
Eighteen just glared at him. "Something wrong with finishing second?"
"Okay, I was not going there!" Krillen stammered.
Chi-Chi let out a frustrated scream. "I didn't even think about the number of bingo players! How can Goku be missing this?!"
Venul sighed again and hoisted the toddlers out of my lap. "Back upstairs, it's time for your naps, and you know it." Venul says calmly as Eschalot whines.
"Don't wanna, don't wanna!" She screams.
"Bye-Bye," Elara waves delicately as Venul carries them away.
"Polar opposites, those two," Krillen mentions. "That's gotta give you whiplash."
I sigh out irritably. "You've no idea..."
~*****~
I don't even bother to hide the fact that I'm calling the house phone to bully Vegeta into coming. "Lush residence, Lola speaking." Lola's yawn echoes through the phone.
"Hey, d'you mind giving the phone to Vegeta?" I ask curiously.
Lola yawns again, and tries to stifle the sneeze she lets out. "Yeah, sure, give me a minute to disinfect the phone."
I wait silently, my nails tapping against the table in front of me. There's a shout of irritation before I hear his voice. "What is it?! You're interrupting my training!" Vegeta shouts.
I hear Lola sneeze before she speaks. "Your wife is on the phone."
"I don't have time to speak with--"
"I'm afraid she's adamant," Lola interrupts him and I hear Vegeta grunt irritably before a door slides shut.
"What is it, woman?" Vegeta asks irritably.
"Come to the party," I say calmly.
"No, I'm not going to that party to have cake and meaningless chatter!" Vegeta retorts.
"You're gonna get your butt here, now!" I shout into the phone. I can hear the grunt of irritation and I wouldn't be surprised if he angled the phone away from his ear. "I put up with a lot of shit from you, and if I want you at my party, then you better damn well be there! If you don't make yourself available on this boat in the next hour or so, I'm going to make damn sure you never even get in the same bed as me, let alone the same room, do you hear me?!" I end the call furiously and stand up.
"Where you going?" Chi-Chi asks as I grab my drink.
I shrug. "The other side of the boat, I'm a little testy right now." I mention. I heave out a sigh. "That idiot husband of mine. I really don't know how you deal with Goku sometimes, Chi-Chi."
Chi-Chi heaves an equally heavy sigh. "Yeah, neither do I."
I find a set of loungers on the other side of the boat and relax into one, my glass of champagne resting on one of the arm rests while I gaze out at the sea.
I'm overly warm after an hour or so of lounging, and I decide that I'll get up and rejoin the party. "Wh-- What are you wearing?!" I hear Vegeta's voice echo out behind me. My flinch upwards and beam.
"I didn't even feel your energy signal! When'd you get here?" I ask excitedly as I get up from the chair and leapt onto his broad chest.
"Never mind that-- put something on, I will not have you parading around in this--" Vegeta growls irritably as he grasps at the straps of my bikini top.
I roll my eyes. "Is that all you have to say to me?" I ask irritably.
"Of course it is! Is that three eyed freak on board?" Vegeta snaps quickly. I nod with my brow raised. "I knew it! Go put on some clothes! I don't want that freak eyeing you!"
"Haven't we talked about this whole jealousy thing?" I ask as I prop my hands on my hips.
"I'm not jealous!" Vegeta roars at me.
"Oh yeah?" I snort before reaching upwards and undoing my top completely.
"M-Mara--" Vegeta stammers, his entire body quickly curling over mine just in case someone walks over. "Put that back on--"
"Oh? I thought you wanted me to take it off?" I state in a teasing tone. "Don't tell me you actually want me parading myself around."
My back presses against the railing of the boat and I can't help but grin up at my flustered husband. "Put it back on, or I'll mark you up so much you'll have no choice." Vegeta threatened, although, that crazed look in his eye that I loved so much was coming back.
I hummed impishly and grasped onto the spandex covering his hips, digging my nails into his flesh when I'd shoved my fingers inside. That certainly got a reaction. With a low groan, Vegeta hoisted my legs around his sharp hips and kisses me roughly, his posture stiff and unyielding. "You're making me crazy, you infuriating woman," Vegeta growled as he nipped at my ear and neck. "I'll mark you up so good, that three eyed freak won't even look at you."
"Are you nervous that someone will come see you lose control?" I tease as I scratch at his scalp. "You're awfully tense, husband, why don't you let me take away all that stress." I coo as I nip at his ear. A visible shudder runs up Vegeta's back and he snaps his hips backwards and shoves my bikini bottoms to the side. I whimper delightfully as he shoves himself in without a word. "That feels nice--" I chirp.
"Be quiet," Vegeta growls at me, his face flushing as his hips seem to take on a mind of their own. "No one will see you like this but me, got it? So be a good girl and keep that pretty mouth shut--" Vegeta latches his mouth over one of my nipples and I see stars.
Did I love it when Vegeta got kinky like this? Oh, yeah. God, did I love it. Vegeta's grip on my hips tightened for a moment before one hand shot out and grasped onto the railing behind me, tightening and bending the railing as he shoved his cock into me harder. There's flash of pain over my breast, and I quickly throw my head back, my hand clasping over my mouth as a whine nearly escapes it. I glance back down and shudder at Vegeta's crazed look. He leaves another mark on my other breast and regrasps my hips. His hair flashes gold and he powers into me, bring me to orgasm rapidly and mercilessly.
"Oh, fuc--" I whine legs shaking violently to hold on. Vegeta growls and kisses me fiercely as he draws orgasm after orgasm out of me before finally groaning in release. I lean against his chest, my arms dangling over his broad shoulders as I catch my breath. "I love you." I hum happily.
"Sh-Shut up, you irritating--" Vegeta growls tensely, his gaze flying every which way to make sure no one was watching. "You're-- You're lucky no one saw-- otherwise I'd have left and gone right back to train--"
"You would not have if you know what's good for you!" I snap as I grasp his hair and tug backwards. Vegeta lets out a strangled grunt before he manages to right himself. "Now behave or there will be consequences." My legs loosen from his hips and he finally pulls out of me. It takes a moment to catch my breath and put my top back on.
"Aren't you going to put on a shirt?" Vegeta asks lightly.
"No." I shrug. "I'm not shy. Not when it comes to my body. We're married. Everyone on this ship-- save for the children, know we have sex. It's no secret."
"Yes it is!" Vegeta retorted angrily.
"Besides, the kids have seen bite marks on me before, and I tell them it's a special thing between mommies and daddies. They don't question it." I explain. "Are you joining the party? Or do you need a moment to compose yourself."
Vegeta's face couldn't be redder. He grasps the glass of champagne and hands it to me before taking my seat. "Go and have fun with Tien."
I chuckle at the way he says his name. "I will!" I chirp back in a teasing manner before kissing his cheek and walking back to the front of the boat.
"Oh, god, he really tore you up, didn't he?" Bulma mentioned as she catches the large bite marks.
I giggle. "Let's just say he gets a little crazy when I don't do what he says. Like put a shirt back on."
Bulma snorted. "Yeah, good luck with that one. Your lucky to have such a perfect body. And you don't care about... those two..." Bulma murmurs as our gazes trail over to Roshi and Oolong, who are hiding behind one of the bushes with pairs of binoculars.
I sigh. "Yeah... and here he was worried about was Tien seeing me in a bikini or something." I mention. "That man doesn't understand the concept of friends, apparently."
"Still..." Bulma hummed. "I wonder if I can get Yamcha to go crazy like that. It sounded fun."
"Hold on, it was loud?" I ask.
"Oh, not you, but Vegeta sure doesn't restrain his vocal chords like you do." Bulma teases. I pale. I am mortified. "I'm joking! I don't think anyone heard. Although, Gohan did turn bright red when he said he felt a surge of power from Vegeta. And I guess he knew what that meant, out in the ocean, with no training room."
I laugh before it clicks. "Wait, he's married now-- I can't believe it!" I yelp. "That means-- oh, my god--" I stammer in embarrassment.
Bulma caught on and her face went bright red. "He loses it, too!? C'mon, why can't Yamcha lose it?!"
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