Seduced by the Devil
DISCLAIMER:
I don’t own dragon ball z or dragon ball gt, nor do I make any money from this
fic. Please don’t sue me, I’m just a poor Australian and our dollar really
sucks right now so please don’t sue!
A/N – This is a 17/Bulma
fanfic and was my first odd couple fanfiction. It’s set in an alternate mirai
Trunks time line and has…well…potential. Unfortunately for you and I both, I
never had this fanfic beta read. Because of this it’s a very crappy fanfic.
It’s a good fanfic but I plan to rewrite it some time soon! Cheers guys and
enjoy!
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“No…Eighteen…”
Android Seventeen stared at the body of
his sister, or what had been his sister. She lay scattered in several pieces,
smoke was still coming form her torso and her limbs were still twitching - her
eyes however were empty and dead.
“I did warn her you know, but she didn’t listen.” Seventeen
whirled to face Vegeta who stood cockily with 18 year Gohan next to him; both
of them were super saiyan and were grinning at their victory,
“You…killed her.” Seventeen shut his
eyes in rage and felt his power level increase. They would pay for this.
It didn’t matter that there were two of them, he was still stronger then them.
Eighteen had never been as strong as he had, she should have known better then
to take these two on without assistance…but then they had never seemed to be a
danger before.
Seventeen opened his ice blue eyes and
focused on Vegeta, it had undoubtedly been him who had done this; Gohan
wouldn’t have attacked so openly, he was strong but didn’t like to fight in
cities such as the one they were in now. Yes, it had been Vegeta, and it was
Vegeta who would pay first. He gave
them both a cold smile, a plan formulating in his mind. Vegeta had taken away
the one person he cared about and in return he would take away the one person
who Vegeta cared about…Bulma.
“I would love to stay and chat…”
Seventeen gathered his energy into a ki ball and gave Vegeta a very, very icy
smile, “…But I have a date to pick up at Capsule corp. and I don’t want to be
late!” Seventeen caught the look of surprise and anger on Vegeta’s face; then
he threw the ki ball at him and took off into the sky, flying towards capsule
corp. at such a speed that Vegeta would have no hope of catching up.
Bulma Briefs… Seventeen
summoned up the file he had on her and studied her. She was beautiful for a
human and thanks to a wish she had made not long after Goku had died; she aged
like a saiyan, so she still looked young. It would be a pity to kill her…still
there were sure to be other uses for one such as she.
He studied the file for the entire
flight to her family home – the Capsule Corporation. He only closed the file, and
the alluring picture, once he had set himself down. Seventeen landed on her
lawn and immediately searched for her ki; she was down in the capsule corp.
basement, probably working on one of her creations. The woman was smarter
then Dr. Gero, she just wasn’t as crazy. He paused as he felt a large ki with
her but he quickly relaxed, it was only the boy, Vegeta’s son. He would pose no
problem.
Silent as a prowling panther Seventeen
flew down the to the capsule corp. basement to find Bulma was standing in the
middle of thew room looking at some sort of vehicle, it still looked half
completed but she looked incredibly happy. The boy Trunks was playing with some
toy cars in the corner of the room. Well, Seventeen though to himself as
he grinned again at the genius of his plan, it’s now or never…
“Hello…Bulma.” He stepped out of the shadows and caught the
look of panic that slipped over Bulma’s face, “You and I are going to go for a
little ride together…your husband did something rather naughty and I’m afraid I’m
going to have to…well…” Seventeen gaze Bulma a dazzling smile as he strode
forward and picked her up in his arms. “I’m sure you know what I’m going to
do.”
“Leave my mommy alone!” Trunks jumped
in front of him and barred the way, his small saiyan tail lashing back and
forth.
“No Trunks! Let us go…please…just wait
for your dad to get back tell him what happened.” Bulma sobbed in terror and
stopped struggling long enough to give Trunks a death stare.
“But mommy…he’s going to hurt you!”
Trunks didn’t budge an inch, in the distance, Seventeen could feel Vegeta and
Gohan’s ki getting closer.
“Just move kid or I’ll make you!”
Seventeen snarled and strode forwards, viciously kicking Trunks out of the way.
“You monster! He’s only a child!” Bulma
screamed up at him, Seventeen pretended not to notice, instead her gripped
Bulma more tightly in his arms and launched himself upwards, crashing through
the ceiling of capsule corp. and shooting off into the distance. Bulma managed
to give a scream of terror before she passed out in his arms, and Seventeen
felt the first twinges pleasure. Pleasure that Vegeta would now be in pain,
pleasure that his plan had worked and pleasure because now Bulma was his…and he
could do whatever the hell he wanted with her.
Seventeen gave a chilling laugh, he’d
waited a very long time to hold Bulma Briefs in his arms and he had no
intention of letting this opportunity go to waste. Soon she would be his - body
and soul.
***(&)***
Bulma groggily opened blood shot eyes
and tried to sit up but something held her down at the neck, wrists and ankles.
Something cold and metallic…
“You’re awake, good to know I didn’t
kill you.” Seventeen strode into the room and surveyed Bulma with unhidden
satisfaction, “I was worried that you may have gotten damaged when I flew
through the roof, but it was a necessary route, your husband was almost upon us
and I had no other choice then to leave as quickly as possible.” Seventeen
tossed his shoulder length black hair and sat of the bed that Bulma was tied
down to.
“Trunks…” Bulma pulled against the
restraints again, her concern for her son over riding her ingrained fear of the
Android.
“He’s fine. I didn’t kick him that
hard.” He watched her body writhe as she tried to break free and he smiled slightly.
“Don’t bother struggling, the restraints are a special titanium metal, even I
would have trouble getting free of them.” Seventeen lent over Bulma and studied
a gash in her forehead, “So tell me, what should I do with you know that I have
you? What would Vegeta hate me doing the most?” He looked down into Bulma’s
eyes and slowly bent down and licked the blood off her cheek, “I think we both
know what he’d hate the most.”
Bulma swallowed as his cold eyes slid up and down her body.
He lent forward and pressed warm lips against hers, gently biting her lower lip
as she tried to twist away – but she wasn’t fighting as much as he’d
expected...
“Please don’t.” Bulma gasped as
Seventeen’s hand slipped down and began to massage her breast.
“Oh, but I want to do this Bulma. I’ve
watched you for a very long time; in fact I believe I’ve warned Vegeta before
that he was better off staying at home and watching you instead of challenging
me.” Seventeen paused for a second to gaze at something Bulma couldn’t see. “I
think Vegeta thought I was just scared of him. I don’t think he really believed
that I liked you…wanted you…dreamt of you.” Seventeen kissed
Bulma in each pause and looked down to see that her eyes were slightly wilder
then they had been, and that she was breathing a little harder then usual.
Good, Seventeen thought, the more
the woman enjoys this the more it will hurt Vegeta when he learns that the
woman is mine. Seventeen nuzzled Bulma’s neck and began to peel off her
shirt, under which there was no bra.
“Vegeta’s going to kick your ass when
he finds you.” Bulma gasped out as Seventeen began to fondle and suck her
breasts.
“He can try.” Seventeen kissed her
again and pulled off his scarf and then his shirt. “You’re going to learn to
like being with me you know. You can fight all you want but in the end you’ll
give in.”
“I’ll never give in to you.” Bulma
whispered as she lent up to meet Seventeen’s kiss, unable to help her self.
“Just because Vegeta hasn’t…”
“Hasn’t what?” Seventeen watched her with
a predatory gaze. “Has the prince been ignoring your…needs…lately?”
“That’s none of your business.” Bulma
gasped.
“Oh you can tell me…besides, you’re not
exactly fighting me off are you?” Seventeen released the shackles that held her
neck and arms down and brought Bulma’s hand up to his chest, she traced his
pale muscles with curiosity.
“Vegeta’s just been busy…Hey, you’re
warm like a human…” She looked up into his cold blue eyes in surprise and saw
that a heat was burning in them too.
“You have no idea how warm, how hot I
am Bulma…especially around you.” Seventeen gave her another one of his lady
killer smiles and slowly began to unshackle her ankles, he watched Bulma
carefully but she made no move to run away.
“Why aren’t you scared of me?” Seventeen straddled her waist
and looked down at her with curiosity, “Why don’t you struggle or try to run
away?”
“I am scared…but it wouldn’t do me any
good to struggle, you’d just take me anyway, and even if I tried to get away I’d
never get far.” Bulma’s eyes gazed off into the distance. “Besides Vegeta will
come for me. He may not care about me…but he thinks I belong to him…”
“You could be right.” Seventeen
murmured into her ear. He was oddly pleased with this result. Vegeta had
obviously been neglecting Bulma’s ‘needs’ for a little too long. He began to
tug Bulma’s jeans off, exposing her long and shapely legs. He pulled off her
panties and lowered his mouth her opening, expertly flicking his tongue into
her and tasting the exquisiteness of her.
She was so perfect…how could Vegeta
neglect her?
Bulma writhed beneath him; her moans
growing as her back ached and she came under his expert handling. Her breath
sobbed in her throat and Seventeen crept up her body until her was levitating
over her. He pulled off his own jeans and slowly lowered himself onto Bulma’s
body –he’d known he would enjoy Bulma Briefs but not quite this much…she was
intoxicating.
“Seventeen…” Bulma groaned his name as
she felt his arms wrap around her and his mouth reclaimed hers, “Please…!”
Bulma thrust her body upwards and ground her hips against Seventeen’s arousal.
“I knew you’d give in.” Seventeen
whispered as he pushed Bulma back against the bed and then thrust into her
hungrily, revelling in Bulma’s moans as he pumped into her, his every muscle
straining towards the orgasm which hit them both at the same time;
”Seventeen…Oh God! Seventeen!” Bulma screamed his name as her body jerked
beneath his at the power of the pleasure that racked her body.
“Bulma…” Seventeen moaned her name
quieter, letting the feeling of release and pleasure roll over him.
He’d waited so long for this, so very,
very long.
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