-Head's up. This story will move a bit faster than my other ones. I'm just impatient to get the sexy times started between these two heh. That being said, very explicit content ahead in the next chapter. xoxoxo 💋💕-
"Those troublesome freeloaders gone?"
"Yes, my lord." I solemnly reply. I didn't want to drop the prince off at his dwelling planet nor admit that to anyone.
It's an inexplicable warmth and fondness I had felt since he challenged Lord Beerus, even when he knew he couldn't win. He wasn't even a god.
"Whis! Did you hear me?" Snapping back to reality, I force my eyes to meet my lord's. "Please excuse me, my lordship. I seem to be somewhere else today. What did you say?"
"I said we're going to Earth. Bulma's treat, though I do wish she would've told me when you dropped those two off. We could have been stuffing our faces much sooner."
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Twenty seven minutes I ponder what to do once we arrive.
Besides eat.
That is a given.
But Vegeta's presence and what that means to me exactly is weighing heavily on my mind. I want to talk to him, among other things.
"Whis! Whis, over here!" A shrill, tender voice calls out, me automatically matching it to Bulma. The prince can't be too far away.
"Greetings, Bulma. How are y-"
"Where's the food, woman? I didn't come here for nothing."
"Five minutes Lord Beerus. You can wait five minutes, can't you?" Their regularly scheduled bickering drives me away, focusing keenly on a certain full blooded's energy level. As I suspected, it leads me to a gravity unit that's mere steps away from the outside dining table.
Not wanting to take any chances, I teleport my way into the chambers of Vegeta. I'm stunned as I'm greeted not by him training but by him exhausted.
Passed out, gasping.
The sight disturbs me. I'm both worried and turned on. This is morally wrong on two different levels. Wrong for me simply because of my stature, and wrong for him because he's married. Earthly desires... Who knew they would one day trump astral purpose?
"What are you doing here?" He pants, slowly slowing his heartbeat down to its original pace. It's lulling, relaxing...
"Lord Beerus is here on the grounds of food. I'm-" Sweat drenches the smaller man's forehead, him eyeing me quizzically. I'm hungry for something else... Someone else.
"I was seeing if you wanted to train tomorrow. Goku will be there." In truth, he's got plans to visit King Kai and Lord Beerus will be busy dealing with his rather annoying brother. The entire planet to ourselves...
"Yeah, sure. Was that all?" No, prince. Not at all.
At least if he punches me in the face, it won't hurt. Much...
Summoning all the courage and casting away the inner deity judgement that's undoubtedly being given to me, I grab him by his damp cheeks and kiss him. It lasts a split second so I can't tell if there is any resistance when I pull away, but his eyes are bulging out at me.
Did I just make a horrible mistake? Or something that will benefit the both of us in the long run? Only time will tell. The one definite thing I do know is that this will be a very awkward dinner.
Before I depart from the ship, I say one final thing. Almost like a promise, should he accept it.
"Until tomorrow then, dear prince."
