My Angel

CH.14 - Pineapples are yummy... but not on pizza.

This chapter is NSFW

You awake in the early evening feeling fully rested and comfortable but for the slight ache between your legs; the only remaining evidence of your earlier activities with Whis. You stretch a little and grunt softly as you roll over, half expecting to find the other side of the bed empty.

Its surprises you to find your Angel still lying beside you fast asleep. His hair partially draped over his face as he lays on his side facing toward you, and his chest rising and falling as he inhales and exhales slowly.

You smile and wriggle closer to him, reaching out to brush his long silky tresses away from his eyes. His stirs at the touch of your fingertips ghosting across his skin and he shuffles a little closer to you. He hums happily as he wraps an arm around you, his eyes remaining closed.

"Hello, beautiful," he mumbles, pulling you flush against his chest. You chuckles softly and snuggle up to him.

"Hello to you too, handsome," you whisper, your fingers still caressing his face lovingly, "did you sleep well?"

Whis nods slowly, "I had forgotten just how nice it feels to rest like that, and I am certain that having you beside me made it that much more enjoyable." You nuzzles your face into his chest as he speaks, adoring the feeling of the fabric of his godly robes. You inhale deeply, you Angel's natural scent relaxing you even more, which you had thought impossible at this point.

For some time the two of you continue to lay there in silence, content to just be together and listen to the sounds of the creatures of Lord Beerus' planet as they go about their lives in the world outside the window. Eventually however, Whis sighs heavily and relinquishes his hold on you.

"We ought to get out of bed," he says, sounding rather disappointed, "I really should go and check on Lord Beerus."

You whine in protest and wrap your arms tightly around him in a possessive manner, and the Angel laughs.

"I know, I know," he says, his smile evident in his voice, "but I have to, dear. Recall that the Grand Minister said that our relationship must not interfere with my liaison duties."

"Unless there is just cause," you remind him, "and believe me, this is super important."

"Oh?" you glance up at him as he lifts a quizzical brow, his smile unwavering.

"If you get up then I won't have any more Whis snuggles!" you pout. He laughs again and plants a kiss on your forehead.

"Then how about a compromise?"

"What do you have in mind?" you ask.

"You wait right here," he says as he runs his fingers through your messy hair, "I will go to see Beerus, and then I will make us both a hot meal. I can bring it back here and we can enjoy it together and spend the rest of the night ensuring that you receive a healthy amount of 'Whis snuggles'... sound good?"

Your response is a small nod and a cheerful grin, followed by another tight squeeze around his middle.

"I suppose I can agree to that, " you say as he leans down to rest his forehead against yours.

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The two of you spend the remainder of the night laying in bed talking and snacking, just enjoying each other's company. You notice Whis favouring the slices of pineapple over all the other snack foods he has brought back to the room.

"You know, I heard something interesting about pineapple once," you comment as Whis pops the final slice of the fruit between his purple lips. You shuffle closer to him and rest your head upon his shoulder as Whis tilts his head toward you in question.