A/N: If u thought that M rating wasn't going to kick in, u were wrong. I feel obliged to warn you about the nsfw finally incoming after 17 chapters. Thank u for ur patience.

Things had been going so well. He hadn't made it weird somehow – how had he managed that exactly? Memories of being in Whis's arms and locking lips flew through his head. Those were good times.

Right now he was not having a good time. How many massages had Whis given him over the years? So, so many. So why, today, was his body being like this? He'd got carried away in the moment and let himself relax too much. Please let it go away before Whis notices. Well, if he did notice, he'd just blame the fact he'd skipped his post-training wank the other day.

"Are you going to fall asleep on me?" Whis asked. "I thought you promised to return the favour."

The last thing he wanted was to get up right now. "I will. I'm just bathing in the bliss you've provided a little longer."

His problem was not going away. Especially when he thought about the fact Whis would probably make noises very shortly. He'd become very good at not thinking too much about Whis's massage moans, but the fact he was already thinking about them wasn't a good sign. Perhaps he should just pretend he hadn't noticed the effect the massage had had on him? Or admit it immediately and just brush it off? Whis might not even notice.

As he slid off the table, he bent over to touch his toes in a stretch. Nothing unusual about that. Hopefully it would buy him some time.

When he stood up, Whis was sitting there with a concerned look. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah?" He held Whis's gaze as the angel narrowed his eyes. "What?"

"I think I did a bad job today, I'm sorry."

"Huh? No you didn't – it was great, as always!"

Whis shook his head in disagreement. "This ki I can feel… It's not the usual contented ki I get from you after a massage, therefore I conclude that I missed something, or didn't do a good enough job."

"It's not your fault, Whis, it's, uh…" There was no way he was going to let Whis think he'd failed. "You did too good a job. Now let's worry about you."

Whis cocked a brow and gave Beerus a once-over before understanding what he'd meant. "Oh, I see. Would you prefer some time alone?"

"No, it's fine. I mean, unless it bothers you, then –"

"No, I'm flattered I could elicit such a reaction. Would you perhaps like me to continue the massage?"

"Oh no, no thank you. This is quite enough." Did Whis want to torture him?

"Perhaps you misunderstood me, my lord, I meant to offer relief in that area."

Beerus blinked a couple of times as Whis's words and their implications sunk in. He gulped, opened his mouth to respond, and quickly shut it, not sure he should let his mouth run without thorough thought first.

Whis waited patiently, a smirk playing on his lips. He reached out and grabbed Beerus by the hips, pulling him closer to the table. "Well, my lord? It's really a yes or no question."

The hand that ran down his chest was both very much welcome and entirely uncalled for when he was trying to think. Mainly his mind was yelling, what the fuck? Whis wants – no, he's just offering – to touch my cock?! Is this a test?

"I didn't think it'd be such a difficult decision," Whis whispered. Since when did Whis have a sexy voice? God he was being toyed with right now! "I wonder what's going on in that brain of yours? Surely you want to say yes if you're debating it for this long?" Whis's hand was dangerously close now, but he swerved and let his hand run over Beerus's thigh instead.

"You're such a bastard. Of course I want you to touch me."

"Then why didn't you just say so?"

"Because, Whis, you never seemed interested in these kinds of things. Or are you about to march us off to Planet Sarkay to satisfy me?"

"Oh no, I did specify that I would be the one relieving you." Whis ran his hand back up Beerus's thigh, this time stopping to palm his erection through his pants.

Beerus exhaled with relief. "You don't have to do this, Whis."

"I know, but I think you'll find I want to."

Was he dreaming? Did that mean Whis had been thinking about this? Did he plan to offer more in the future? He was getting ahead of himself.

Whis was busy relieving him of the rest of his clothes. "My, it is quite large like this, isn't it?"

"So you haven't been spying on me?" Not that he would have minded, he realised.

"Of course not." He got Beerus to sit on the table and then wrapped his hand around Beerus's length. "But tell me, Lord Beerus, have you ever thought about me?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"At least once then?" Whis smiled. "I would have been offended if you hadn't."

"I try not to. Because, you know, we live together and you said you don't like sex, so I didn't want to…" To get my hopes up. But he wasn't going to say that aloud because what he'd been imagining might not be anything like what Whis was offering.

"Did I say that?"

"Y-yeah?" Although the hand on his cock was telling him that he'd heard it completely wrong. "Maybe you just implied it."

"No, it's true, I'm not particularly fond, but for my destroyer, anything."

"Anything?" Beerus repeated in a daze. What the fuck was going on right now?

Whis removed his hand, instead placing them on Beerus's knees as he leaned in for a kiss. "Yes. Now, excuse me for being nosey, but I know you'd prefer this…" Whis's staff appeared, tapped the floor and then Whis was kneeling between his legs. Beerus glanced down to see Whis had conjured up something that would give him a bit more height to kneel on, but his attention was quickly diverted to the hands gripping his thighs and parting them.

No way. He cupped Whis's chin, looking down at the angel with surprise. "Nosey? Who was telling you all this?"

"The second Madam of your favourite brothel charged by the services you used. I was given a detailed list."

How embarrassing… "Sorry you had to know."

"Useful information for now." Whis pulled Beerus's cock towards him, confidently running his tongue from base to tip.

Beerus sat there bewildered by the fact Whis seemed to be very proficient at sucking cock. The angel had no hesitations about taking the whole length in his mouth, even deep-throating Beerus a few times. What the fuck has Whis been up to when I'm not around?

"Fucking hell, Whis…" Beerus muttered under his breath as he felt his climax fast approaching. He didn't want to come this quickly, but the angel's tongue was leaving him with no other choice. "Do you swallow as well?"

For the first time since he started, Whis stopped his assault on Beerus's cock. "I forgot to ask your preference on that. The lists were varied."

"Whatever you prefer." Yes, let's get an idea of what Whis liked, because there was clearly something to be liked.

Whis swallowed like a champion. It wasn't often his partner didn't let a bit slip out the corner of their lips.

"I like it clean."

Unfortunate; Beerus wanted to decorate Whis in cum if this happened again. He pulled the angel up onto the table, giving him a long kiss before wrapping his arms around him. "Thank you."

"It was my pleasure."

"Oh… Yes, your pleasure. I should give you that massage." Beerus pressed his fingers into Whis's shoulder. "Unless, there's something else you'd prefer…" His hand trailed down Whis's chest, mirroring the move Whis had made on him earlier.

Whis cocked a brow. "No, just the massage if you'd be so kind," he said with a bemused tone.

"It's going to be good, I warn you. Now I'm going to make sure you moan properly."

"Do you think I've been holding back?"

"No, I have." But now everything was out in the open he could go as hard as he wanted.

Ooo

"Whis, who taught you how to suck cock?" He decided to just come right out with it. The question had been bothering him for weeks now. And all that time he'd been trying to figure out how to repay Whis properly, but so far he hadn't been able to offer anything in return.

"The previous destroyer."

He didn't know why he expected a different answer. Who else would teach Whis something? "Did she make you suck a lot of dicks?"

"No, just one."

Good, that was a bit more in-line with his ideas about Whis's escapades. "Who was the lucky guy?"

"She was."

Beerus stopped, taking a moment to reassess his ideas about the previous destroyer.

"Oh, come on, my lord," Whis said. "Is it that difficult to process?"

"Well, I thought she was…" He wasn't going to go there. He'd seen enough diversity in his time by now to know he shouldn't make assumptions.

"But that was our private affair and I shan't discuss it further. Much like I won't discuss our current one with the next destroyer."

"Yeah, well, I got my answer. I had this crazy idea you'd been dropping me off at the brothel and coming back five minutes later for a private lesson of your own."

Whis laughed. "As if. I would have just had you teach me if I didn't already know. Of course, please feel free to give me new tips that will satisfy you personally."

"You could –" Beerus caught himself before he could embarrass himself. He couldn't just say that when his dick wasn't hard.

"Yes?"

"Ask me next time you touch me."

Whis snapped his book shut and moved to the sofa.

"Not now!"

"Why not? I want to know." Whis already had his hand at Beerus's waistband. Beerus gripped his wrist firmly.

"Because – because I need to repay you. You've got me off like three times already and I've done nothing for you!"

"You've given me two massages. Fair payment, I'd say."

Beerus could feel his face heating up. "I meant, I want to get you off."

Whis laughed, waving his hand in front of his face. "You can't. Or have you really not noticed?"

"Just because you don't have a cock, doesn't mean there isn't something else hiding between your legs. Not like I've had a good look."

"Well, I appreciate the sentiment, but it's a physical impossibility."

Beerus frowned. "So is that why you moan like a whore when I give you a massage, or you eat something really good? Because that's the peak of pleasure for you?"

"Yes," Whis turned serious, "But do I really sound like a whore?"

"Unfortunately, yes. Do you know how hard it was for me to not get hard hearing you?"

Whis shrugged. "Can't relate. You should have told me sooner. I'll try to tone it down a bit."

"No, don't! I like it." Beerus smirked.

"As you wish, my lord."

"And I'm going to get you some really nice sweets so you can feel good too. It's just so sad that you'll never know how fantastic an orgasm is, Whis."

"I don't see it as a great loss."

"I do. I really wanted to…" There was another thing he wasn't admitting right now.

"What was that, my lord?" Whis began to caress him through his pants. "Did you need an incentive to finish that sentence?"

He wasn't going to try and stop the angel. "I wanted to see you lost in pleasure."

"Isn't what I look like post-massage enough?"

"No, I don't want to see you relaxed. I want to see you…" Like how I imagined you in my fantasies… "Tense, and begging for release."

"How perverse."

"You're always so calm and collected. I wanted to see a different side of you, and that was the only way I could think of seeing it."

"Can I blame you?" Whis had slipped his hand beneath the fabric now. "I can't lie and say I don't enjoy seeing you in this position."

Beerus let a moan slip out. "But why do you enjoy seeing me like this? Isn't that a bit strange if there's no sexual pleasure derived from it?"

"Every angel wants their destroyer to depend on them – it keeps us in a job, you know. I suppose it's an extension of that. But, of course, I love you too, so I get a lot of pleasure from seeing you enjoy yourself when I'm the cause. I know this means a lot to you, such a mortal way to display love."

"And how do angels love?"

"How I've been loving you so far. Of course, the only angels I know are all my family, so there is nothing more than familial love."

Beerus moved his hips in an attempt to get Whis to stroke him faster.

"Ah, I see, you've finally run out of words. I love the bit where you call my name, and swear, and tell me how good you feel. It makes me feel good when I know I'm doing a good job."

"I love you, Whis."

"That's the first time you've ever said it so plainly. Maybe you can say it again when you're not being driven by hormones."

"Shut up and just listen to me moan your name."

"Oh no, I think you'll find you promised to tell me something first."

"Did I?"

Whis settled down between Beerus's legs, enjoying the way Beerus bit his lower lip as Whis kissed the hard flesh. "You were going to tell me how I could increase your pleasure."

"Well, it's not a big thing, but I wouldn't mind if you…"

Whis teased the tip with his tongue. "Yes?"

"…Fondled my balls from time to time."

"I see. You'll have to tell me if I'm doing it right; it's my first time with such anatomy."

"Oh, and you could sound less clinical sometimes, you know."

Whis slipped a hand between them, getting a feel for what he'd already decided was the ugliest part of Beerus. "Would you prefer some kind of dirty talk?"

His kneejerk reaction was no, he didn't want to hear Whis say anything like the things he'd said. But wouldn't it be fun to say yes and see what he came out with? "Just…" Pretend like you're enjoying this too? That didn't sound right. "Mirror me."

"Aw, how disappointing. I was hoping you'd opt for me calling you my bitch or something."

Beerus choked on his breath – Whis didn't say those things! Whis didn't think those things! He should be the one imagining that maybe he could convince Whis to say that even once! "W-Whis!"

The angel laughed. "Your face is quite the picture, my lord."

"W-well of course it is! You don't swear, Whis. I'm shocked!"

"I won't do so again. I didn't realise it would be quite so jarring for you to hear." Whis kissed Beerus's dick as an apology. "Of course, if you want me to mirror you, isn't swearing going to be part and parcel?"

"I just meant the tone. I know you can do a sexy voice!"

"Can I?" Whis hummed. "You'll have to tell me all about this sexy voice of mine. I want to know when you've heard it. But for now, I think I should be silent, lest I never get my face out of your crotch."

"Well, that tip you wanted – just give them a little squeeze from time to time."

"Like this?" Whis asked.

Beerus groaned. "Yeah, perfect. And, uh…" He was distracted by the way Whis gazed up at him while engulfing his cock. "Can I…see it on your tongue this time?"

Whis's hummed assent vibrated gloriously around his throbbing cock. With that prize in mind, he knew he wasn't going to last long. Whis seemed to understand what Beerus wanted out of the mirroring idea, as he pretended to moan, stifled by the appendage in his mouth. Of course, Beerus knew it was all fake, but that didn't matter one bit to his dick.

"Fuck, Whis, that's… Yeah… Whis, I'm gonna come…"

With perfect timing, Whis opened his mouth, resting Beerus's cock on the tip of his tongue as he released. Beerus bit his hand to stifle his own embarrassing moans as he watched Whis expertly lap up his seed. That was a sight he was certainly going to beat off to in the near future. He noticed Whis wiping away a stray bead from his lower lip, and smirked at the slight imperfection.

"So, this sexy voice?"

"Come on, Whis, give me five minutes to bask in the afterglow before you start asking hard questions."

Whis ran a hand between Beerus's ears. "I'm sorry, did I suck too much out of you? Are your brains all muddled?"

"Shut up, wrap your arms around me, and whisper some sappy shit into my ear."

"Of course, darling."

Beerus raised his brows. Now that was something he could get used to.

A/N: man I was gonna ditch that 2nd nsfw scene like twice, but didn't. And yes I am allowing myself one (1) use of the word 'throbbing' in this long-ass fic so let me live.