Coco pov
"Alright, Coco, I will be back later," Whis said, interrupting my kitchen floor scrubbing. I quickly stood up, surprised by his sudden departure.
"Already? You haven't even eaten breakfast," I stated, concerned about his well-being.
"I'll be fine, Coco. I'm positive Mother thinks it's a sin if she doesn't feed us herself," Whis reassured me casually.
"I had a feeling you were going to see her. Stay right there," I exclaimed excitedly, rushing off to fetch a surprise. I could hear Whis trying his best to suppress his laughter. Returning with a dainty box in my hands, I proudly announced, "I got a gift for her."
Whis raised an eyebrow and asked, "May I ask why?"
"Well, I was talking to Shin before going to court a couple of weeks ago, and the topic of my origin came up. It made me question where the priestess came from," I explained.
"So, your curiosity strikes again," he said playfully, earning a nervous chuckle from me. "I did some research, and I may have pinpointed your mother's origin. Don't ask—it would reveal her age, and that's just rude. I discovered that their customs are incredibly ancient. Did you know that potential partners have to give the mother a gift?"
"No, I didn't know that, Coco. Thank you for telling me," Whis responded, patting me gently on the head.
"Oh, wait, one more thing," I said, conjuring up another box. "I had a feeling you would skip breakfast, so I made you a snack."
Whis's eyes lit up at the mention of snacks. He gladly accepted both boxes from me and planted a kiss on my cheek. "Thank you, Coco," he expressed his gratitude.
"Have a safe trip," I wished him well as he prepared to depart.
Once I finished waving Whis off, I diligently completed the task of scrubbing the kitchen floors. Eager to prepare breakfast, I recalled that Lime had recently sent me a recipe from his home planet—a maple bacon pie. Thinking that the cat lord would enjoy it, I set the table and eagerly waited for him to emerge from hiding. It didn't take long for his keen sense of smell to guide him into the kitchen, but his initial happiness quickly turned into disdain when he saw me standing there.
"Oh, it's you," he remarked with disdain evident in his voice.
"Good morning, Lord Beerus," I replied, maintaining indifference to his attitude. He sat down and began devouring the pie.
"Where is Whis?" he inquired between bites.
"Oh, he didn't tell you?" I responded, and he stopped shoving pie into his mouth, eyeing me with annoyance. "He has stepped out for the day and left me in charge. And it's Coco, not JoJo," I clarified, unable to hide a hint of irritation.
"He left you in charge of me!? If anything, I should be in charge of you!" he retorted, clearly displeased.
I felt anger bubbling up inside me—a feeling I hadn't experienced since Sweet berated me. "I'm sorry, my lord, but we have a full schedule, and 'bitching' isn't listed as an activity on today's itinerary," I responded with a sickly-sweet tone.
He huffed and shoved the remaining pie into his face before deliberately knocking the plate off the table. "Pick that up and be quick about it. Like you said, I have a full schedule today," he commanded, a smug look adorning his face as he slinked away.
I begrudgingly cleaned up the mess he made, frowning as I washed the dishes. Lost in my thoughts, I failed to notice that the cat lord had returned to the kitchen, silently observing me. I finished washing the dishes and turned around, only to see him slowly sliding a cup closer to the edge of the table.
"No! Stop!" I yelled out in frustration, desperately trying to prevent the cup from falling. The cat lord paused for a brief moment, locking eyes with me, before defiantly pushing the cup completely off the table.
"Clean that up, JoJo," he taunted, eliciting a deep frown from me.
"Careful, JoJo. If you keep frowning like that, you'll get frown lines. Can't have you ruining that pretty face of yours. It's the only reason Whis keeps you around," he sneered, provoking a surge of anger within me. I quickly reminded myself to maintain composure. "Behave, Coco. It's only for a day," I silently reassured myself.
Our first stop on the schedule was Shin's planet. Lord Beerus insisted on getting an update on the current state of the universe. As soon as we touched down on the planet, Shin and Kibito warmly welcomed us.
"Lord Beerus, Coco! What a pleasant surprise," Shin greeted us, his nervousness evident. I smiled warmly in response, but Beerus waved off the greetings dismissively.
"I have a busy schedule, and I'm only here for any updates of importance," Lord Beerus stated bluntly. Shin, however, seemed to relax a bit upon offering Lord Beerus a cup of tea.
No pov
"Daddy, please..."
What started as lazy morning sex quickly turn passionate fucking after the grand priest brush over honey's g spot a couple of times.
She was a beautiful mess. Her typically pristine hair cascaded in waves down her back, escaping from its usual neatness. The thin straps of her nightgown struggled to stay in place, sliding down her shoulders with a hint of sensuality.
She's been at this for a while riding her husband with reckless abandonment. Her pussy contract around his thick cock causing him to groan and grip onto her hips to gain control. He was content with laying back and watching her work herself into an orgasm, but after her third orgasm, he had to make sure she didn't push herself past her limits. He sat up and held her close to stop her. She groaned in displeasure and hug his head to her breast.
"Fuck, you're driving me wild," he breathed out, feeling the intensity of her movements. As she skillfully rolled her hips, catching him off guard, a deep groan of pleasure escaped his lips, reverberating against her breast. He quickly silences himself by sucking on her right nipple. Honey moan and move her hands to her husband's shoulders.
"Please," she pleaded, her voice filled with longing, and she continued to rhythmically wind her hips, enticing him further with her sensual movements. With a lewd pop, he released her nipple from his mouth and locked eyes with her, captivated by the intensity of her light green gaze.
"I love you," he gasped breathlessly, his words filled with deep affection and desire. "I love you too," she responded, her voice filled with equal passion, before taking his earlobe into her mouth and gently nibbling on it. A hiss of pleasure escaped him through gritted teeth, and he swiftly moved his ear away from her mouth, overwhelmed by the sensations. As he prepared to move her onto her back.
"MAMA!"
Their intimate moment was abruptly shattered by the sound of their daughter's voice, growing louder as she approached the door.
"I think our daughter might be a secret voyager, and she just doesn't know how to tell us," Honey grumbled, expressing her frustration.
Coco pov
The time spent on Shin's planet was enjoyable, but a nagging feeling told me that Lord Beerus was on the verge of doing something outrageous. I made a mental note to return and check on him alone at a later time. Our next destination was planet Qutic, as Lord Beerus had heard a rumor about the delectable eggs they possessed on their farmlands.
"Is this the place?" Lord Beerus asked, clearly unimpressed by the appearance of the farm.
"Yes, my lord. This is the farm," I replied, trying to maintain a calm demeanor.
"This rumor better be true, or I'll obliterate this entire planet," he declared, his threat hanging in the air with a touch of ominous anticipation.
No pov
"He disappeared right after he distracted me," Cus complained, expressing her frustration.
"I can't believe you sat here and shared everything you've done with poor Mochi while we were enjoying this delicious meal I prepared," Honey scolded, pouring herself another cup of tea.
"I can't believe none of us stopped eating or drinking," Cognac muttered, his mouth full of food.
"Well, you did say we could come to you with questions or talk about anything," Mojito chimed in, sporting a smug smile. Honey couldn't help but return the smugness.
"Well, you've got me there," Honey conceded, acknowledging Mojito's point. There was something about Mojito's sadistic humor that tickled her, perhaps a remnant of her old life where dark humor was prevalent.
"Whis, remind me to thank Coco for the gift," Honey mentioned, eyeing the teacups on the table.
"Oh, that reminds me. I need to check on her soon," Whis interjected.
"Why?" the Grand Priest inquired, genuinely curious.
Whis tried to maintain a straight face. "I left her in charge of Lord Beerus for the day," he admitted, causing a collective sound of cutlery dropping onto plates to fill the air. The table became a table of mixed reactions.
"You entrusted your partner with your destroyer?" Cukatail exclaimed in shock.
"Is Lord Beerus asleep?" Marcarita asked, her confusion evident.
"No, that would be an insult," Whis clarified.
"Where did you come up with this idea?" the Grand Priest asked.
"It was my idea," Vados replied smoothly.
Mojito cackled with laughter. "Sweetheart, didn't you call me and tell me that your destroyer hissed at Coco?" Honey struggled to maintain her maturity, but the humor of the situation was slowly overwhelming her. She understood why Mojito found it amusing.
The Grand Priest couldn't help but facepalm, rubbing his forehead in frustration.
"Vados, didn't I explicitly tell you that you can't solve problems by locking them in a room together?" he scolded.
"Well, you're scolding me, but it works," Vados retorted with a hint of mischief in her voice.
"Your habit seems to have rubbed off on your brother," the Grand Priest sighed.
"I didn't exactly follow her instructions. They're not locked in a room together," Whis defended himself.
Mojito's laughter intensified, leaving most of the table bewildered.
"Am I missing something here?" the Grand Priest inquired, genuinely perplexed.
"I-it's funny because he made his partner babysit his ex!" Mojito managed to say between bouts of laughter, trying to explain the humor of the situation.
Coco pov
The rumors were true—the eggs were indeed tasty and could be enjoyed raw over rice. We ended up taking a large quantity of them back with us. As we completed our list and made our way home, I couldn't help but wear a smile on my face. Despite the rocky start, everything had turned out quite smoothly. We even shared a few jokes along the way, lightening the atmosphere. Once we arrived home, I prepared lunch and we sat down to talk.
"I can't wait for Whis to try these eggs," I mentioned, and in an instant, the mood shifted. The air grew heavy with anger as Lord Beerus's expression changed.
"Can I ask you something, Lord Beerus?" I cautiously inquired.
"No," he hissed, abruptly standing up and knocking over the lunch I had prepared. "Now clean that up and get out of my face!"
Frustration surged within me, and I couldn't contain my emotions any longer. I stood up, knocking my chair over.
"Why do you hate me, you asshole?!" I yelled, my voice filled with anger. Lord Beerus raised his hand, ready to strike me down.
"You must have forgotten who I am, JoJo. I could end you right here, right now," he threatened.
My anger boiled over. He had been treating me poorly since he woke up, and I couldn't understand why. If I cleaned, he would deliberately mess everything up. If I baked, he would ruin the batter. The worst part was that I barely had any time to spend with Whis, despite living in the same place. I was done with silently enduring his mistreatment.
"It's Coco," I hissed back, mustering all my strength, and delivered a punch to his face, sending him crashing through the wall and outside. Before he could retaliate, I swiftly jumped through the hole, landing on his stomach with my elbow, momentarily stunning him.
NO pov
"How long have you known this!?" the Grand Priest demanded, his voice filled with astonishment.
Honey managed to regain her composure and wiped away her tears of laughter.
"I've known from the start," she admitted, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
"Were you ever going to tell me!?" her husband questioned, his tone a mix of surprise and concern.
"He came to me in confidence," Honey explained, her voice calm yet assertive. "Were you ever going to tell me that our daughter had a sex tape floating around for a short period?"
Gasps filled the room as everyone absorbed the shocking revelation. The siblings, unable to resist the opportunity to shift the blame, began pointing fingers at each other.
"I bet it's you!" Campari accused, pointing an accusatory finger at Marcarita.
"What? Are you crazy!?" Marcarita retorted, swatting his hand away.
"She confided in me!" her husband chimed in, raising his voice to be heard over the chaotic exchange.
Amidst the chaos, Mojito leaned back, thoroughly entertained by the unfolding drama.
"Oh man, this was fun," Mojito commented, a satisfied grin on his face as he observed the scene.
Coco pov
We had been locked in a fierce battle for over an hour, each narrowly avoiding death. I had come dangerously close to snapping his spine, and he had almost unleashed his devastating Hakai upon me. Finally, our exhausted bodies began to slow down, and in a moment of vulnerability, he landed a powerful punch to my stomach. In response, I mustered all my strength and delivered a retaliatory blow. The impact left both of us doubled over, retching and gasping for breath.
Once I regained my composure, fueled by a mix of adrenaline and anger, I couldn't contain my frustration any longer. I screamed at him, the words tearing from my throat.
"Why do you hate me!?"
He paused for a moment, his expression filled with a mix of resentment and jealousy.
"Because you're taking Whis' attention away from me!" he spat back, his voice laced with bitterness.
His response shocked me, but it also ignited a fire within me. I couldn't believe the audacity of his statement.
"I should be the one saying that! Whis is not your partner!" I shot back, my anger flaring.
I had clearly struck a nerve, as his eyes narrowed and his face contorted with rage. Without a moment's hesitation, he unleashed his power, propelling me through a nearby wall and back into his temple. I crashed onto the sofa, shattering it upon impact. Before I could recover, he was on top of me, his hand firmly grasping my throat, cutting off my air supply.
"He was my partner," he admitted, his grip on my neck tightening, a mix of pain and anguish in his eyes.
No pov
The chaos in the room had somewhat subsided, but the tension between Honey and her husband still lingered. They engaged in a heated conversation across the table, their voices filled with a mix of frustration and concern.
"You can't be upset that she made a tape. We made a tape," the grand priest stated, trying to rationalize the situation.
Honey sighed her expression a mix of exasperation and hurt. "I'm not mad that she made a tape. I'm mad that I wasn't told about it," she replied, her voice carrying a tinge of disappointment.
The grand priest countered, his tone firm, "And I'm confused why you haven't told me that our son was involved with his destroyer. You know such relationships are forbidden."
Honey waved away his statement, dismissing it with a wave of her hand. "It was just a phase that lasted a short time. Like that time when I stayed male for a century," she explained, referencing a past event.
Sour, their son, chimed in with a confused expression. "I don't remember that" he interjected.
Korn responded with a wry smile. "That's because it happened before you were born," they clarified, their words carrying a hint of amusement.
As the family secrets began to spill, Awamo, another member of the family, saw an opportunity for some playful curiosity. "Since we're sharing secrets, can mom finally tell us how old she really is?" he asked mischievously, hoping to uncover a long-guarded secret.
Coco pov
I woke up to a gentle breeze brushing against my face and felt a warm weight on my stomach. As I glanced down, I discovered Lord Beerus' head resting on me. Memories of our intense altercation resurfaced—how we had both attempted to choke each other, the chaos we had caused. I knew Whis would be livid about the damage we had wrought.
Curiosity and a hint of mischief stirred within me, prompting me to reach out and scratch the back of Beerus' ear. To my surprise, he responded with a contented purr, his entire body vibrating with pleasure.
Unable to resist the opportunity, I decided to engage in a conversation. "So, you're angry because he moved on?" I asked, my voice laced with intrigue.
Beerus let out a low growl, a mixture of annoyance and vulnerability. "Shut up, Coco," he grumbled, his tone betraying his inner turmoil. "Just keep doing what you're doing."
I continued scratching behind his ear, marveling at the rare moment of vulnerability and connection between us, all while wondering about the complex emotions that lay beneath the surface of the powerful destroyer.
