Arrogance After A Shower

  This poem has been floating in my mind.  I'm thinking about writing a part two to this, but I want your opinion on the poem. WARNING!!! There are sexual themes within this poem,also, a odd parring alert. If you’re not into that kind of thing, then don't read it!!!! If your are into that, then read, and comment.   (Summary:  After a long day of training in the Gravity Chamber, Vegeta takes a shower before he eats dinner.  After the shower, he wraps himself in a towel, and is now staring at a certain raven haired beauty He decides to play around with the situation.) Please enjoy… I hope     

Oh, don’t tell me that you’ve become bashful around me.

I thought there was a fire that was burning within you Why must you shy away now? 

I’m just wrapped around in a simple white towel.  

You’d wish that you could see me at my glory You made you way towards me.

The admiration upon your face is priceless.

Curious eyes roaming every curve of my chiseled chest   

I must admit, I am at my best.

A droplet of water runs down the chest that you’ve been gawking

Thanks to my heightened senses, I could smell a certain region pooling.

Who are you fooling?  

My lips curved into a smirk.

I know for sure that it made it worse.

Once you were close enough, It was time to call you on your bluff.  

Let’s see, what will make you blush?

I’ve always known that you’ve had this little crush.

You imagine that it was me that’ll please every inch of your delicate flesh.

The first thing I’ll do is fondle those lushes’ breasts.  

The clothing your currently in, feels as if they’re a size too small

Tell me what you want, it’s your call.

I wouldn’t mind ripping off that pretty little shirt.

Don’t even get me started on the skirt.  

Your arousal is what fills my nostrils 

Things will begin to get hostile.

I leaned in to the nape of your neck

You begin to move back.  

Those same curious eyes are now roaming over my abs

That’s what happens when you’re first class.

An Elite such as myself cannot be out of shape

That would be a terrible mistake.  

Besides, you wouldn't be able to see what I can offer

From this distance, I could hear your heart flutter.

You’re beginning to grow nervous I smirked again, that’s the purpose.  

Instantly, I pushed you against the closed bathroom door.

Your delicate wrists are bound within my damped hands.

My face is merely inches from yours.

Heh, this is nothing but a chore.   "Vegeta, get off of…” You begin to say.

Protests from you always get in my way.