There was a soft crunch as they touched down on the planet's surface.

"Oh! Snow!" Beerus was surprised, and oddly overjoyed by it. "I didn't think it ever snowed here." He trod around in the snow, enjoying how freshly fallen it must be.

"It doesn't usually snow this far inland," Whis said.

"And why's it still so nice when this place is so populated?" He looked up to see if anyone had built anything out of the snow. "Hey, Whis, are you sure we're in the right place?" Their surroundings were nothing like they should look; the buildings were in tatters, some clearly having had the tops blown off somehow.

"This is definitely the city of Shu." Whis pointed to a broken sign as he began to look into his staff.

Beerus walked over to the sign and brushed the snow off. Their favourite deep-fried prawn shop was gone. He could see right through to the other side, nothing recognisable among the rubble. "What happened here?"

"War." Whis couldn't see into the past, but one of the Supreme Kais had been keeping tabs and posting news on the God Net.

"I… That's not fair!"

"That's life, my lord."

Beerus kicked at the snow. He knew not to get attached to mortals, but he'd allowed himself to get attached to places. Now he couldn't even allow that. Had he been away too long? It had been a while, hadn't it? If he'd come back sooner, could he have prevented this? It wasn't his job to protect. The kais should have done that, right?

He began to walk in a different direction, wondering if anything had survived. It was hard to pick out the places he'd once known now they weren't all lit up with their different doors and windows, and the fact what was left was covered in a blanket of snow.

"Let's go, Whis. I'm cold."

"Would you like a coat?"

"There's nothing here to see. Let's just go."

Hearing the tone of finality in Beerus's voice Whis offered his back and they were homeward-bound once more. "Would you like me to make you some prawns when we're home? I still have the recipe, you know."

"No."

"You're really disappointed, aren't you?" Whis couldn't fix the problem – something that he accepted, but was still an annoyance. He hated seeing Beerus like this. "We've been very lucky with Planet Sarkay staying largely the same since we started going there. It's very unusual to see so little change, especially in a city like that."

"Maybe that's why I liked it so much. The familiarity was nice."

"Maybe I should have stopped you getting so attached to it. Was there something you wanted today? Maybe I can find it elsewhere in the universe?"

"Er, well… I'm no longer in the mood for what I wanted now."

Whis caught his drift. "I see. You didn't even go and see if it was still standing."

"What's the point? It's obvious there was nothing left in the area. I had half a mind to just finish it off myself."

"You can always put it forward at the next coordination meeting."

Beerus grumbled to himself – something about liking the place too much. Whis found it endearing that Beerus hadn't yet developed the cut-throat attitude of some destroyers. He was sure Beerus would have regretted destroying any part of the planet today.

Whis waited until they were home to ask his burning question. "I will do my best to find you an equally enticing brothel, but, my lord, I must ask, am I not satisfying you?"

Beerus had expected the question sooner or later. "Of course you are. But…" He scratched the back of his head, worried about how Whis would feel. "Sometimes I just want something a bit more physical – not that… I mean, uh, rougher, I guess?" Beerus groaned at his own explanation. "Look, Whis, my darling, I love you, but sometimes I just want to ram it into someone."

"I understand. Why didn't you just say so?"

"Because I worried that you'd be offended or something. I didn't want you to feel like you weren't good enough."

Whis pulled Beerus close. "There's that sugary sweetness coming out again." He took Beerus's hands and placed them on his ass. "But I mean that I do have an orifice you can use if it pleases you."

"Oh… I…" He remembered one of the first fantasies he'd ever had involving Whis had been about having the angel beneath him like that… But he'd quickly stowed the idea away when he learned about Whis's lack of sexual pleasure. "But there's nothing in it for you?"

Whis shrugged. "Depends what you mean by that. If it would please you, then it would please me."

Beerus removed his hands from where Whis had placed them. "Uh, thanks, I guess? Um… Not now though. Lunch has been a bit ruined…"

"Would you like prawns, or something else to distract you?"

"Let's have prawns. In memory of that old shop and the many generations of master prawn deep-fryers we saw."

Ooo

The angel was pinned against the glass of the aquarium, his destroyer locking lips with him as a hand sought to undo the blue sash at his waist. Now the black outer robe… Beerus broke the kiss to lift it over Whis's face, but he was having a hard time getting it over the plume of hair.

"Your hair's so stupid," Beerus complained.

"Allow me." Whis lifted it off with ease.

Beerus frowned as he looked at the maroon robe. "This is going to be even more of a pain, isn't it?"

"Shall I remove it?"

"I wanted to undress you for once." But it made sense why he'd always let Whis get on with it. "But, yeah, help me out when I need it." He pulled on the hem of Whis's robe, slipping his hands under so he could run them up Whis's hips, sides, to his ribs. "Okay you can help me now." Now he was confronted with the sight of beautiful blue skin, illuminated by the light of the aquarium and his halo. He let his hands caress those broad shoulders, knowing Whis would quite enjoy that sort of attention.

A finger came down to circle the angel's purple-tinted nipple. "Whis, does this do anything for you?" He carefully brushed the sensitive skin, surprised to find it harden in response.

"It's quite pleasant. Perhaps I would liken it to the pleasure one feels when they scratch an itch – fleeting, and quite welcome."

"Strange. Why do angels even have nipples?"

"I don't know. Why do you?"

"Touché. But at least I can explain why half my species has them." Beerus paused. "Had… Anyway, moving on." He didn't want to dwell on the past right now. He went in to kiss Whis again, pulling him away from the aquarium, and walking backwards until he hit the marble table. Now they were in position, and he switched places so that Whis was pushed up against the cold stone.

The buttons on Whis's trousers beckoned him, and he undid them one by one, sliding the fabric down to pool at Whis's ankles. There was something unfulfilling about not having anything to touch between Whis's legs, but he didn't air this thought. Luckily the angel took the lead, palming him through his pants.

"Already so excited?" Whis asked with a smirk, quickly doing away with the clothes in his way.

"When am I not excited about you?"

"Well, I must say, that's a better response than telling me to shut up."

Beerus chuckled. "I wouldn't want to sound like a broken record now, would I? I want you to know how much I want you."

"I worked so hard to find that brothel today, and all you want is me," Whis sighed.

"Their food had nothing on Sarkay's – what were they calling it last time we went? Heaven's House?"

"The Palace of Heavenly Pleasure, actually. I did enjoy the way all the Madams used to change the name ever so slightly."

Beerus nodded. "Well anyway, Planet Ebul has a long way to go when it comes to delivering pleasure that excites all the senses."

"Now, my lord, you shouldn't generalise like that – there are probably many more suitable establishments on Ebul we have yet to discover. Maybe you should have at least tried one of the girls to see if they had other talents outside the kitchen."

"I was too busy keeping them off you. Besides, if they can't feed me properly, what's the point?"

The hand on his cock disappeared as Whis pulled their bodies flush. "Regardless of what you thought, I thoroughly enjoyed our visit, if just to see a more possessive side of you."

Beerus cocked a brow. "Really?"

"Oh, it was so amusing the way you kept distracting those girls away from me. Asking them to pass you a dish, or to fetch you a drink they hadn't brought up with them. I was worried you might even get into a fight when one of them handed me a plate and kissed my hand."

"You're mine." He gently dragged his nails down Whis's back. "I remember you once said you were for my eyes only. That's how I want it to be."

Whis pressed something into Beerus's hand. "Good. Make me yours."

Beerus looked down at the glass vial he was now holding – so typical of Whis to put lube in a fancy thing like this! He placed it on the table before turning Whis away from him. Before anything else, he took the time to massage Whis's favourite areas briefly, aware he wasn't going to be able to deliver a good massage like this. Then he slowly ran his hand up Whis's back, gently pressing the angel down to the table.

"Is this comfortable enough for you?"

"Yes, please don't worry about me so much, my lord."

Beerus leaned over to kiss Whis's back. "Of course I'm going to worry about you. I want you to know you can tell me to stop if you're not enjoying it."

"Thank you, your concern means a lot to me."

His hands firmly squeezed Whis's ass before dipping between his legs, finding there was something there. He began to explore some more –

"That's quite uncomfortable."

"Sorry." Beerus retracted his hand.

"I would ask how you'd like someone agitating your urethra, but I know you quite enjoy that." Whis sighed. "Honestly, my lord, I do appreciate the gesture, but there really is nothing to be found."

He nodded – not that Whis could see, and returned to the task at hand. Beerus wanted to take his time, but knowing that Whis wasn't going to respond to his touch like others, he decided to just get down to business. Part of him was saying it was incredibly weird to be sticking his fingers in Whis's ass as he lubed him up, but his cock was absolutely begging him to hurry up and replace those fingers.

He pushed in slowly, distracted by Whis's lack of noise as he did so. He was so used to the people beneath him inhaling sharply, or moaning. Whis just laid there, only shifting his hips slightly to accommodate Beerus.

"Can we talk?"

"About what?" Whis asked.

"I don't know, anything." Beerus began to find his rhythm. "I don't like this silence."

"Did you want me to moan for you?"

"No, because that would be fake."

"Still, you might enjoy it." Whis hummed. "Doesn't the sound of my moans turn you on? I'm sure that's what gets you every time you massage me."

"It's different," Beerus insisted.

"You know, sometimes I make excessive noise just to see how much I can taunt you."

"You're a real bastard, you know."

Whis covered his mouth as he gave a muffled moan. "Faster, Lord Beerus!"

Beerus slapped Whis's ass. "Stop that."

"Ouch! You don't have to be so mean. I know you want to go faster."

"Sorry." Beerus rubbed the skin he'd hit. "Fuck, do I want to go faster."

Whis rolled his hips to spur Beerus on. "Go on, then. I'm here for you, remember."

He did as he desired, enjoying the sound of skin on skin that followed. "How's this?"

"Much more like I was expecting. Did you want me to move with you?"

"Actually, I was…" He grabbed hold of Whis's hips. "…just going to hold you in place now."

"Do you still want me to talk?"

"Yeah, I love listening to you."

Whis hummed as he thought about what to say, deciding to just air his thoughts aloud. "I must admit it's quite strange being asked to just talk about nothing particular in a position such as this. I'm sure by now you've realised I've done this before, but my previous partner was more than happy for me to fake every noise until the end. But it doesn't seem appropriate to talk about previous instances when I've got someone else's member in my anus."

Beerus couldn't help but snort at Whis's word choices.

"And my lord seems quite amused but something I've just said. Perhaps he'd rather I chose a term for his penis that he uses himself? Cock's your favourite, right?"

"Yeah. Anything but member, Whis. You sound like you've been reading too many romantic novels."

"I find it a more polite term. I'm not a fan of using slang, as you may have gathered, and I knew correct anatomical terms weren't going to be appreciated."

Beerus grunted as he continued to push in and out of Whis. "Anus is anatomical."

"I suppose, but it's certainly much more preferable to 'asshole' which I find quite vulgar, and better than being more specific than saying rectum. Are you getting close, my lord?"

"Mmm, maybe."

"I'll continue then. Although I'm gaining no physical pleasure from this, I'm finding that I'm quite enjoying having you inside me. I feel wanted, which is always a wonderful feeling – much better than just being needed, as is often the case."

"I've never not wanted you."

"Don't tell lies, Lord Beerus. We've had our share of falling outs over the years, and there were certainly some times you didn't want me around. But I feel like this bodily union is bringing us closer together. I would say that if you wish to do this again, then I'd quite like to do so with me facing you. It's not all that fun to be staring at the furniture, and I'd quite like to steal a kiss or two. When I touch you while kissing you and you moan into my mouth – that's what makes me feel like I'm doing a good job."

"I'm going to kiss you so much after this to make up for that." Beerus's thrusts were becoming needier. "I can come inside, right?"

"Of course you can. I said I wanted you to make me yours, didn't I? I want you to possess me in every way."

"Fuck, Whis, you keep saying things like that and I'm not going to last."

"So that's what you want to hear? How I want you to take what you want when you want it?"

"God, the sexy voice is here," Beerus moaned. "Took you long enough."

"Ah yes, you like to call me sexy, don't you? Possibly the highest compliment you can pay me when I do nothing to even try and achieve that adjective. I love that I'm so naturally alluring to you. You know, Lord Beerus, if I could, I'd touch myself to you too."

"Holy shit." That was the line that pushed Beerus over the edge. His thighs pressed hard against Whis's as he pushed in balls-deep, filling the angel with his seed.

"I wish I knew what that peak felt like. You do make it sound like a fun sensation - as if you're enjoying something slightly painful, and then suddenly everything is fine again! Maybe one day I'll know… For all I know there could be a hidden sexual awakening for angels at millions of millions years old!"

Beerus slowly eased out of Whis, enjoying watching the way his cum leaked out. He pulled Whis up, and scooped the angel up in his arms, carrying him through to the sofa room. There he laid the angel down, climbing on top of him, and providing the promised kisses.

"Don't bother finding a brothel," Beerus said.

Whis smiled. "Glad I could be of service."

Ooo

For once Beerus paid close attention to the list of planets and peoples handed to him at the coordination meeting. He stopped Whis from snatching the book up after just a glance, instead reading each and every name.

"Was something not to your liking, Lord Beerus?" Grand asked.

As usual he hadn't paid attention during the meeting itself, but he knew he didn't have to when the final list was all that mattered.

"Planet Sarkay," Beerus said. "I'd like to add it." It was the first time he'd ever suggested any amendment to the list.

South cleared her throat. "Can I ask why?"

"That planet has left a sour taste in my mouth. I would like to see the back of it."

"I respectfully ask you to retract your request. Planet Sarkay is currently one of our best civilisations."

Beerus knew he was being selfish. After all, there was probably so much more on that planet he hadn't yet discovered due to his set ways. "Why did you allow them to level the city of Shu?"

"It is not my job to meddle in the affairs of mortals," South said. "The war that resulted in the loss of Shu has already improved technology, as well as understanding between the people living there."

It wasn't often that someone told him he couldn't have something; there weren't many people who had the nerve or authority to. But he knew South knew more than he did, and he had to yield to her in this matter.

"Fine."

Grand could sense the displeasure in Beerus, and offered a few words he hoped would placate him. "The war on Sarkay was small, and quite localised. The rest of the planet continues to move in a direction that will improve the mortal level of the universe."

Yes, he had to remember that this was a job and there were rules that came with it. He closed the book and handed it to Whis, the kais relaxing in their chairs now the moment was over. Beerus declined their offer of tea.

"What an entertaining end!" Whis said as they made their way home. "I didn't think you'd remember to ask."

"Once upon a time I might have forgotten our final trip to Sarkay a couple of centuries ago, but now a century is like a week – still quite fresh in the mind."

"And I suppose days are like seconds now?"

"Minutes, maybe. I slept for a few decades recently, right? And yet when I woke up it was as if it'd only been one night."

"Yes, you've most certainly adapted to time of the gods. But, you know, if you really want to see the back of Planet Sarkay, your finger only has to slip…"

Beerus sighed, tempting as it was… "I don't want to piss off the kais. They've got a job to do just as I have, and really we should probably keep each other in line, right? That's the point of this whole balance thing."

"Very wise, my lord."

"So why are you trying to tempt me to be a naughty boy?"

Whis laughed. "I did no such thing! As always I am merely here to make you as happy as possible. And really, one planet's destruction would be nothing in the grand scheme of things."

"Exactly. It's just one planet, so why should I care? I've got better things to do with my time."

"Like what?" Whis asked. "Destroying should be the most important use of your time."

Beerus grumbled that he hadn't been able to retort quick enough with 'you.' "If it's not on the list, then I've got better things to do like eat copious amounts of food. So take me somewhere good as a reward for sitting through that godawful drag of a meeting."

A/N: I lifted the name 'Palace of Heavenly Pleasure' from a book I read recently which centred on a brothel haha.