"Woman! Enough of your mindless talk! No more noisy brats! End of discussion!!!" screamed Vegeta, his eyes focused on his mate. He was sick of this fight and didn't see the point.

"Well why the fuck not?! You weren't here when Trunks was born and never was around after the fact, you bastard! I want another baby and I would think you would want a second chance at being a good father!" retaliated Bulma, her eyes just as intense as her husband's. She had been wanting more children for several years but Vegeta refused to do anything without protection. She loved Vegeta but he was such a hot head at times.

Trunks, who was in the next room, had tears in his eyes. Trunks walked into the room his parents were in and let the tears flow freely. "Stop fighting please!!! You have been fighting since you came back to life!!" shouted the young boy as he sunk to the ground. Bulma and Vegeta's looks softened as they saw their son so upset.

"Alright Trunks, we'll stop sweetheart. We didn't mean to upset you. We didn't know that you were in the next room," said Bulma as she knelt down to Trunks' level and hugged him close. Vegeta patted his son's head, showing affection for his young heir. "It's late baby, why don't we get you to bed, huh?" said Bulma, standing up and taking her son's hand. She gave Vegeta a look that said "we'll continue this later" as she led her son to bed.

Vegeta rolled his eyes at this look and sunk into the nearest armchair. "I wonder why she is so hell-bent on having another child? We already have an heir so why does she want to go through all the vomiting and junk again?" he thought aloud. Unbeknownst to Bulma, while she was expecting Trunks, he checked up on her once a month. He hardly ever told her but he did love his mate with his entire being. "I guess one night of trying couldn't possibly bring about a child. Plus, I really miss being with her," he decided.

Bulma tucked Trunks into bed and went back down into the living room. "Vegeta, we aren't done with our discussion. I really want a baby and-," started Bulma.

"Fine."

"What? Did you say 'fine'?" asked Bulma, looking confused.

"Yes, I did. Are you having problems hearing today? We will try one time and if that does not yield a child than so be it. Understood?" said Vegeta, standing up from his seat. He had that trademark smirk of his as he walked towards his blue-haired angel. When he reached Bulma, he pulled her close to him, making his lovely wife gasp out of shock. "Now, how about we go upstairs and continue our discussion in bed?" suggested Vegeta, his hands caressing Bulma's body.

"I like that idea, let's go," said Bulma with a giggle, leading Vegeta by the hand up the two flights of stairs to their bedroom. She was so happy that they were going to try to have a baby that they were practically running up the stairs.

No sooner had they reached the bedroom, Vegeta grabbed Bulma and threw her on the king-sized bed with a devilish smile on his lips. "Well now, shall we play a little game my queen?" asked Vegeta, walking over to join his wife in bed.

"Oh? What kind of game, my king?" asked Bulma, pulling Vegeta into a very passionate kiss.

"I was thinking a game of Master and Slave. Remember that game?" said Vegeta with a smile. Master and Slave was his favorite game by far, no matter who was the master and who was the slave.

"I think that is a definite possibility. I'll be the master since you were the master the last time. Is that alright with you?"

Vegeta nodded and said," What would you have me do, my master?"

"Get undressed. Now."

Vegeta did as he was told and stripped down to nothing but his boxers. He was excited to say the least. Bulma was a good slave during this game but she was an even better master. She was adventurous and very playful in the bedroom which always threw Vegeta off his normal game of being content with just sticking to the basics. "What now my vixen?" he asked with a smile.

"Up against the wall and face it," demanded Bulma, stripping down to her undergarments and then slipping on a very thin, very short, pink nightgown, Vegeta's favorite one. Once Vegeta was up against the wall, Bulma pressed her body against Vegeta's muscular back, making her husband growl with pleasure. "You are such a good slave," cooed Bulma as she wrapped her arms around him and began running her hands over the muscles of his chest and abdomen. Vegeta growled even lower in his throat, making his mate giggle.

"Bulma, I beg of you. Stop toying with me," gasped Vegeta as one of Bulma's hands reached into his boxers and slowly stroked his manhood. He was aroused and didn't know if he could take much more of this pleasurable torture that his mate was inflicting upon him.

"But where is the fun in that, my love?" asked Bulma in a teasing voice. She grabbed the elastic band of his boxers and started to pull them down at an agonizingly slow pace, making Vegeta growl loudly. "Oh, that's it my king. Growl for me, my good slave," ordered Bulma in a seductive tone. She had a smirk on her lips as she forced Vegeta to face her. Bulma placed a firm kiss on her husband's lips as she snaked her arms around his neck and pressed her body close.

Vegeta returned the kiss with great fire and felt Bulma's tongue on his bottom lip, begging for entrance and he graciously opened his mouth like a good slave. While they kissed, Vegeta's hands began to wonder over Bulma's body, making his queen moan loudly with pleasure. That drove him over the edge of his restraint. He pulled back and looked at his wife. "No more games, I want you now," groaned Vegeta as he lifted Bulma up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. Vegeta wrapped one of his arms around her thin waist while he used the free hand to lift the nightgown over Bulma's head, careful not to rip the delicate silk fabric. Vegeta then looked at the undergarments she was wearing and frowned. "You know, I never really liked these undergarments so why don't I just take care of that," said Vegeta with a smirk as he ripped them off of Bulma's body. He was pleased to hear a gasp from his beautiful wife.

"Vegeta, please, take me now, my love!" screamed Bulma as she felt Vegeta's fingers going into her moist womb. Bulma started panting as Vegeta took her left nipple in his mouth and started suckling. She couldn't believe how gentle he was being with her. Normally, Vegeta was very rough, not that she minded it rough but she was beginning to like this side of Vegeta much more. Bulma started to moan when Vegeta took his fingers out of her and inserted his manhood into her. "Oh! Vegeta!" she gasped Vegeta started thrusting. Bulma felt the heat pooling in her stomach and she knew that her climax was drawing ever so close. "Vegeta!" Bulma screamed as she reached her climax.

Vegeta moaned as he felt Bulma's body quake as she climaxed, making him reach his climax as well, spilling his seed into her. After several minutes, Vegeta carried Bulma over to their bed and laid her on the bed and then laid next to her, bringing her close to his body. Vegeta would never admit it but this was his favorite part about making love, feeling Bulma's warm body next to him was the greatest feeling in the world. "Are you alright?" asked Vegeta after noticing that Bulma kept scooting closer to him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little cold," she said sleepily as she pulled the covers up to her neck. After a minute or two, Bulma was sleeping soundly in her mate's arms, dreaming sweet dreams.

Vegeta smiled and kissed his mate's head. "I love you my queen," he whispered as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

YAY! I finally wrote a DBZ story. Anyways this is only chapter one so look for the others! Signed Vegetasgirl91