Vegeta felt the feverish kiss against his lips, knowing he'd gotten his answer. He kissed her back, his tongue dancing on the inside of her mouth. He pulled away just long enough to see Pepper teasingly lift her shirt up just enough to see her stomach. He grinned a bit, taking this time to peel his tank away from his skin.<br/><br/>The shirt slid up, and moved over his head. The fabric fell through his fingers and onto the floor. After another moment, Vegeta smirked again, using both hands to lift her off the counter. An arm swept over, knocking everything that was on the table, onto the floor.<br/><br/>Vegeta let her drop onto the table, not at all being easy. But not hard enough to hurt her either. To tease her, he pulled her against his groin again, this time a little harder. One didn't have to look down to see that he was hard.<br/><br/>"You like things a little rough, yeah?" Vegeta murmured the words, his voice dripping with list and want. Both hands grabbed her shirt, and he ripped it down the middle. Her bra exposed, he smirked again, his hand slowly pulling down a strap. "How rough, exactly, do you like it?"