Barely a day had passed since Trunks was resurrected. While the sun descended, he told his mother he needed to head out for a bit.

She smiled. "Don't worry. You'll find him."

Trunks nodded. Of course she would know he wanted to find Seventeen.

While Trunks was flying he caught a familiar scent. He immediately followed it and spotted Seventeen nearby in the air.

"Seventeen!"

Seventeen turned and Trunks noted how his hair blowed in the wind.

Seventeen stood straight but his eyes gave away his state of worry. "You… what happened when I was absorbed by that freak? Where's my sister? Why do you look like that, how long was I gone?"

Trunks heard him but didnt stop moving closer to him. He unconsciously sniffed the cyborg's neck. Seventeen froze and placed his hands against the broad chest before him, wanting both to pull him close and push him away. He settled for a light shove.

"Did you hear me, you big… big…?" Seventeen looked him up and down. "Did you get taller?"

"Yeah, long story."

"And why aren't you immediately trying to kill me?"

"You know why."

Seventeen frowned at him bashfully. "You got a lot of nerve… you're here just to fuck me, right?"

Trunks reddened. "N-no, I mean- I planned to get close to you."

"You're already ten inches away."

"Not literally. I mean, not if you don't want to…"

Seventeen smiled softly. "As long as you answer my questions... afterwards."

"After?"

Seventeen leaned close to him and lowered his eyes.

"It's your fault… I can't hold back either."

"Oh. Sorry."

Trunks grabbed his hand. The two felt shocked from the effect touch had on him. There was a comfy, warm feeling coursing between them.

Trunks cleared his throat. "This way…"

I completely forgot that he'd be impatient too. Trunks lead them to an area of the forest below where he could throw his capsule. It turned into a small house.

Lapis raised an eyebrow. "You're not rich, are you?"

"Er… I don't plan on keeping a fortune to myself."

"Good. My sister would be jealous otherwise."

Seventeen tugged him inside impatiently.

Trunks tightened his grip on his hand. "Wait, I want to ask you something."

"Yes, you don't have to use a condom."

"No- Wait, really? I-I mean, I was wondering if it was ok that I called you by your human name. It can just be in bed. I figured it would be less awkward than saying a number."

Seventeen gave an uncertain look. "My human name?"

"Yeah. I saw it while in the lab, and well… I see you as more of a human than a machine, anyways."

"...What was my name?"

"Lapis. It's a treasured gem."

Seventeen looked off into the distance, considering his reply. "I don't remember my life as a human clearly, so... can you use something else for now? Like pet names?"

"Yeah. Ok."

Trunks smiled and squeezed his hand in reassurance. Seventeen felt nervous but his lust clouded his reservations.

When they entered the bedroom Trunks felt his body shivering with excitement. He let go of Seventeen's hand so he wouldn't notice. "I should warn you now that I might lose control…"

Seventeen hummed and sat on the bed while pulling his scarf off. "I think I can handle it."

Trunks felt distracted by his partner's exposed neck and swallowed. He felt less embarrassed and more aroused by Seventeen's eagerness. He slipped off his jacket and sat next to the smaller man, who was admiring his skin's definition.

Seventeen hugged Trunks' arm close to him possessively. He rubbed his neck against his shoulder and Trunks realized his pheromones were exciting Seventeen to a point of complete submission.

Shit. I don't stand a chance…

When one of Seventeen's hands palmed his crotch, Trunks allowed himself to retaliate. He placed one hand on Seventeen's waist and the other on the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

The contact of skin felt like nothing compared to that of their lips. Seventeen felt himself melting in pleasure with the arms wrapping around him. The kiss became more passionate as their scents intermingled. Seventeen gasped and Trunks pushed his tongue into his mouth. Seventeen felt overwhelmed and turned into putty under the hands running down his back. He moaned with want and palmed the front of the Saiyan's pants, earning a groan in response.

In the back of his head he felt shocked feeling this way for a man he barely met, but he didn't fight it. It didn't hurt that Trunks was so rugged and mysterious.

Seventeen rubbed himself against him needily. Trunks reached down and unzipped himself.

"Is this what you want?" He guided Seventeen's hand to his shaft.

Seventeen bit back a whine at the size. "Trunks… I need you."

Trunks pressed his lips against his neck. "I need you, too."

He helped Seventeen out of his jeans and pushed him against the bed. Seventeen's underwear slid off with them and Trunks eagerly wanted to grope his round backside while pulling at that cute blushing member. Seventeen turned on his side and Trunks lifted his leg over his shoulder. He pressed a finger inside Seventeen to test his pain reaction. Seventeen frowned over one finger, so Trunks tried three to get him to whine eagerly.

Seventeen sighed softly. "Hurry, please…. I want you inside me…"

Trunks grabbed Seventeen's leg with one hand and grabbed his own bulging member with the other. He pressed it against Seventeen's entrance, who helped it get in by stretching his hole with his cried as Trunks pushed himself inside. His eyes watered but his face was contorted in pure bliss.

"F-fuck! Agh! S-so big, ah…"

Trunks hissed from the mere tightness of his new warm prison. He rotated his hips and shoved until he was completely inside, his balls smacking against Seventeen's cute ass.

Seventeen whined. "I'm- shit- I think I'm gonna come!"

Trunks, wanting to help along Seventeen's orgasm, thrusted roughly inside him while Seventeen moved his hand up and down his dick. Seventeen cried and his walls trembled down on Trunks, who cursed as he felt his cock growing even more in excitement. Trunks groaned and pounded into Seventeen's sensitive sheath. Seventeen sobbed in pleasure from being so thoroughly fucked.

Trunks embraced Seventeen and held his hips so his cock went deeper with each thrust. Seventeen wrapped his arms around him and clawed at his back.

"Y-yes! AHN, F-FUCK!"

Seventeen dug his nails into Trunks and orgasmed again while yelling incoherencies. His body shuddered and clamped down on Trunks, who moaned and finally came inside of him. Trunks held Seventeen close and rocked his hips against him, his cock buried deep inside. Seventeen exhaled heavily and felt tickled from being filled so completely by Trunks' seed.

Only 3 minutes had passed when Seventeen gasped and felt the cock inside him expanding again.

"Holy shit."

Trunks took off his shirt and looked down at Seventeen with lust in his eyes. He pressed his lips against his neck and whispered, "My prize. My treasure…"

Seventeen's face turned pink. "Trunks…"

"I'm gonna start again, ok baby?"

Seventeen felt dizzy from the sight of Trunks' chiseled chest. "O-oh, god."

He shouted as Trunks wasted no time moving inside him with strokes more powerful than before.

He fucked him again and again, each time more rough than the last. Trunks fell into a rut and lost himself in Seventeen's dripping heat. He made primal grunts and Seventeen's cries of pain became moans of pleasure. His erratic thrusts finally died down into slow and powerful strokes. Seventeen could feel the cock inside him growing bigger and his eyes glazed over.

"AHhn! Mm fuck! Hah…"

Trunks felt waves of ecstasy washing over him as he knotted inside the cyborg's tight sheath.

He bit into Seventeen's shoulder and angled his hips up inside him, urging his seed up as far as possible.

"Mine…You're all mine."

Seventeen nuzzled Trunks' chin. "Y-yes…"

Trunks didn't know how many hours had passed, but his release did not stop until the sun had long since set. When he pulled out his seed flowed out of Seventeen's tortured hole.

Seventeen shuddered. "A-ah. There's so much…"

Trunks muttered an apology and helped to clean him with a towel.

Seventeen giggled. "Are you shy now? That's so cute."

Trunks blushed and left the bed to grab his jacket off the floor. He pulled something out from a pocket and handed it out to Seventeen.

"Here," said Trunks while averting his eyes.

Seventeen looked quizzically at the bottle and grabbed it. "What's this for?"

Trunks rubbed the back of neck nervously. "That's, um, a contraceptive."

Seventeen's eyes went wide. "H-huh? I thought only g- how?"

"I'm not sure on the details, but, yeah…"

Seventeen stared at the bottle bashfully. "After all that, I'd be surprised if I wasn't knocked up."

Trunks coughed and turned around. "I'm going to get the bath running. You can get in first since, er, you went through the most."

Seventeen nodded. When Trunks left he opened the bottle and took a pill. There's no way he's getting pregnant from their first time.

He tried to move his legs and flinched. Seventeen gently called Trunks' name and he appeared even though the sound of running water filled the house.

Trunks rushed to his side. "What's wrong?"

Seventeen laughed softly. "My legs. They're kinda shaky."

Trunks wrapped his arms around Seventeen and lifted him off the bed still naked. Seventeen felt light in his chest and insisted that he could stand. Trunks set him down and helped him into the bathroom.

"Let me know if you need help getting out."

"Wait."

Seventeen bent over to stop the faucet and Trunks looked away from his backside. Seventeen slid in the hot water with a hum. He ran wet fingers through his hair and glanced over at Trunks.

"I want my answers now."

Trunks leant against the door frame kept his head turned away from the tub. Now was not the time to get turned on. "Okay."

"First of all, you're obviously a Saiyan, right? Except I'm not supposed to be reacting to Saiyan pheromones like this…"

"It's different for us. Imagine it's like our souls are mated."

"That's a real thing? It's so cheesy, though."

"I know, but there's no fighting it."

"Do you want to fight it?"

"Not anymore."

Seventeen sunk into the water up to his chin.

Seventeen had listened intently to what had happened while he was dead.

"So we were resurrected… but Sixteen wasn't."

"No… I'm sorry."

Seventeen looked away. "And Eighteen is looking for me."

"You'll find each other eventually."

Seventeen looked up.

"What did it feel like when you realized you couldn't fight that monster?"

Trunks clasped his hands together between his legs and lowered his head. "Like I failed… everyone."

Lapis kept silent for a moment. He reached over and put his hand on his arm.

"That would make me a failure, too. Is that what you're trying to say?"

"Wha- no, you tried your best-"

Seventeen sighed. "So did you."

Trunks opened his mouth to protest but then Seventeen stood up, causing his voice to catch in his throat.

Seventeen smirked at him and grabbed a towel. "Don't tell me I'm wrong."

Trunks nodded, flustered. "Yeah, so I'll let you get changed now..."

While Trunks was closing the door, he stole a glance of Seventeen drying his hair with his eyes closed, water sliding down his back.

He leant against the door, let out a long sigh, and thanked the stars that he gave in.

That mind-blowing body... it's all mine.