Tea and Roses [Zamasu x Goku Black]

Chapter 2

The hiss of evaporating water and the smell of cooking fish filled the cabin, as Zamasu expertly turned the fish on a spit. Black sat in a chair, eyes closed, inhaling the scent of the fish. Zamasu studied the fish. "It should be about done." He slid the fish off the spit, and onto the counter, before coating it with spices. He sliced up the fish and slid it onto two plates. He carried it to the table and sat down. Black slid off the chair and sat down with Zamasu. He speared a slice of fish with his fork and tested it. "Mmmmm..." Zamasu smirked. "Is it satisfactory?" Black nodded. Zamasu took a bite of his handiwork. It was sweet and light. He analyzed the taste and what part of the cooking made it taste that way. It needed to be cooked a little less to be to his taste. It was still good. He finished his food, and brought his plate to the sink. Black followed close behind. Zamasu turned to face him. "We have let a whole day slip by. We must achieve the Zero-Mortal Plan as quickly as possible." Black nodded. They retired to bed, and went to sleep, dreaming of a world free of humans. The next morning Zamasu and Black rose at the same time. They put on their clothes in sync. Both of them were deadly serious. They had a light breakfast and set out. Black turned super saiyan rose, to prepare for the battle with Trunks. Zamasu swung his ki blade through the air, testing it. Black twitched, sensing Trunks's ki. As one, they turned and shot off in his direction.
They emerged from a green cloudy tornado, above the destroyed wreckage of Trunks's city. A blue and yellow aura exploded into being among the destruction. With a wild yell, the half-saiyan, Trunks, flew towards them, intend on stopping them. 'How foolish,' thought Zamasu. 'You cannot stop Justice.' Black dodged and kicked Trunks into Zamasu. He planted his boot into Trunks's stomach and placed his hand in front of his face. "Begone, you sinner, who would dare to oppose the gods!" He yelled, blasting Trunks into a building. Silence fell for a moment, then was shattered by a loud blast of ki from Trunks, directed at Black. Zamasu quickly drifted into the path of the blast, his immortal body repairing the damage caused. Zamasu stifled a moan. Even since he had wished for immortality, he had developed a masochistic side, which benefited his role of godly meat shield. Trunks hadn't waited for the blast to dissipate, instead rushing in to combat Black. Zamasu snuck up behind Trunks and stabbed him through the heart, reverting him to his base form. He fell to earth, blood trailing from his wound. Black dropped out of super saiyan rose, exhaling in post-fight relaxation. Zamasu let loose a couple of blasts at Trunks for good measure. "One step closer..." he muttered. "We still have to deal with Goku and Vegeta," Black reminded him. "It would not do to become careless." Zamasu smiled. "Even so, it gives me joy when our plan draws one step closer to completion." Black smiled. "We should get back." Zamasu nodded. "Agreed." They raised their hands and shot an enormous blast into the city. It was reduced to a smoking crater on the face of the earth. They turned and flew back to their quiet lodging in the woods.
"We deserve a post-battle celebration." Black said. Zamasu raised an eyebrow. "What are you implying?" Black gave Zamasu his most evil grin. Zamasu shrugged off his supreme kai Gi. Black wriggled out of his Goku-esque Gi. They both pulled off their white boots. Zamasu sat down on the bed, while Black opted for a backflip. Zamasu ran his hands through Black's hair, while Black engaged Zamasu in a passionate kiss. He caressed Zamasu's smooth, slender thighs, extracting a short gasp from Zamasu. They both sighed, savoring each other's flavor. Zamasu tackled Black onto the bed, forcing his head to the pillow. He switched his grip from Black's hair to his hands, pushing them onto the bed as well. Black turned rose, flipping Zamasu onto his back. This action got them tangled up in the blankets, attaching the two from the waist down. Black reverted to his base, maintaining his position on top. They squeezed each other tightly, falling asleep in each other's comforting, safe embrace.