Arrogance After A Shower
Averted Encounter
{I don’t own DBZ in any kind of way.*deeply wish that I was getting paid though.L Does anyone have a dollar?* Uh, anyway. I don’t own anything, but the idea. This is part two of “Arrogance After a Shower” in Chi-Chi’s point of view when she catches Vegeta wrapped in a towel. Fair warning that this is a Chi-Veg paring, and lemons. Kinda forgot to mention that in the first chapter. Please review this if you find it to your liking… Read and review}
(Chi-Chi's POV)
Enjoy. The sensations within me shouldn’t be here, especially for this man
I’m trying my best to divert his heat the best way that I can.
But oh, how his body is making me think of something, so, so perverted
I should have guessed this encounter could have been averted.
How did I find myself in this predicament?
It should be Bulma whom should be my replacement.
My wrists were bound by his large, damped hands I felt as if I was in a trance.
His orbs bore into my brown hues This is when I’ve become confused.
He leaned his head towards my neck’s nape.
Oh, how I wanted to escape.
That’s what I’ve told myself, anyway.
Why can’t this feeling decay?
I’m a happily married woman I’ve already been spoken for.
This man… Has me pressed against the door?
My flesh begins to boil at the closeness of his bare chest.
What did he say about my lushes’ breasts?
He said that he would devour them in one simple bite
That voice of his is a delight.
Wait! Why am I getting flustered for Vegeta?
That must be it; it must be early detections of dementia. It has to be a fabrication
“It is not your imagination…” He said to me with the voice that makes my skin crawl.
I’m going to fall… Fall? For this brute?
I’ve only got an eye for a certain fruit
Goku…
My sweet delectable truth.
It’s been so long that I’ve had the pleasure to hold you once more
But this feeling for another, it’s treating me like a whore.
My stomach began to churn I couldn’t gaze at him, so my head was turned.
How dare he try to manipulate my body this way But what can I say?
So many years have passed,
so little time All the while, I’ve always cried.
My youngest have been born for years of eight
It was simply fate.
His face resembles my loss It’s a terrible thing… To not look at my son
The same smile is always plastered on my son’s face
However, Goku’s smile is genuine, it could never be replaced.
I was snapped back to reality
We haven’t even started formalities.
A deep chuckle erupted from Vegeta’s throat I begin to get nervous, I’m going to choke.
“You are nothing but a widow, you are his no longer.
How many nights you’ve yearned for a man’s touch? Why make such a big fuss? Do you desire this, woman?”
He whispered huskily in my ear
Even though he was close, it was hard to hear.
I begin to feel moist between my legs
My face is turning red.
Is it right that I seek pleasure from another’s arms?
I cannot be fooled by this simple charm.
Gaining my composure, I looked right at him To my dismay, I shouldn’t have turned.
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