Seventeen didn't know how many days they spent together. His thoughts were incoherent every time he was being fucked. He was shocked by how completely enthralled with sex he had become. Trunks told him that eventually they'll be able to go longer than 30 minutes without going crazy with lust at the sight of each other.

Seventeen huffed as Trunks came inside him for the fourth time this morning. His lover held him close and finally seemed to be ready to rest. Seventeen slipped out off his arms and lent against the wall for balance. He finally was starting to feel clear-headed for once and not completely dick-crazy. Cum slid down his thighs as he walked to the sink to clean himself off. He prodded himself and moaned as even more spilled out of him.

As soon as he was starting to feel empty, Seventeen felt arms wrap around his chest and gasped. He felt himself being filled and clutched at the sink for support.

"Agh! Y-you…"

Trunks kissed the back of his head. "You don't want it?"

He pulled out of Seventeen teasingly, who whined in protest and pressed back against him, once again addicted with his cock.

"Just as I thought," he said, then he spun Seventeen around and roughly lifted him onto the counter.

Seventeen bit his lip and clutched at Trunks' shoulders as he was entered again. "AHh! F-fuck, hah…"

He blushed and rested his head against the chiseled chest before him, shaking. "I- I can't think when you're inside me! I just know that I want to be with you…"

Trunks slowed his movements and blushed. "I can't think either. All I see is you."

He was infatuated with Seventeen. Their bodies were so compatible, he rarely had to worry about hurting his mate. He could do anything to his body, and Sev would still look at him with devotion that would work him up all over again. And the way he would wander outside to feed the animals with a kind smile, he was so familiar and yet different to him. It was surreal at first, being with him, but by now he was certain that he couldn't live without him. Maybe someday, when they were ready, they could even have children.

Trunks held Sev close and kissed him passionately. Seventeen hummed in pleasure and crossed his legs around his hips. Trunks started kissing his neck and when he bit into his neck Seventeen moaned and came. He felt his mate kiss the mark tenderly, then carry him back to the bed.

Seventeen whimpered as he felt the cock inside him regain strength. His mate rested him on the edge of the bed and started thrusting inside of him while standing. He clutched the bed sheets tightly and cried, pushing himself against the cock in him.

"Nn! Y-yes!"

Trunks bent down to kiss him and Sev eagerly wrapped his arms around him. Trunks did the same, knowing how much his mate loved being held as he drove into him roughly. His thrusts would be hard and fast, but then he would pull out teasingly now and then, just so he could feel Seventeen's soft sheath tightened around his cock. It drove his mate crazy. He groaned into his ear that he felt so good, causing his mate to squeeze down on his dick so perfectly.

Seventeen moaned, "Fuck- I'm- I'm-!"

He came and dragged his nails down Trunks' back, making him wince with more pleasure than pain. Feeling his own climax coming, he crawled over Sev on the bed so their bodies would be close together. He thrusted inside of him deeply and filled the room with the sound of skin-hitting-skin.

Seventeen played with his ear with his tongue. "Come inside me, I want you to fill me- all of me."

Trunks cursed and gripped Seventeen's hips as he came inside him, slowing his thrusts down but not stopping completely. He was already planning to flip his mate over and start again when his ringtone went off.

Trunks looked down at his watch, then quickly pulled out of Sev while muttering an apology. He said, "I have to take this," while avoiding looking back because he knew he'd ignore the call completely if he saw the mess he made of him.

Seventeen frowned and wondered if he could get away with sucking off his mate while he was on the phone, but there was the possibility that he'd get pissed off. He miserably crawled under sheets, still longing for the best cock he'd ever had to come back and satisfy him once more.

After a minute Trunks pulled down his fortress of blankets and hugged him.

"I have to go visit my parents. It's been days since I last saw them."

Seventeen was devastated, still entranced with his mate's scent. "But we just started!" He pointed at his mate's arousal. "And you're still hard!"

Trunks turned red. "It's just your scent! As soon I leave we'll be fine!"

Seventeen looked like a kid who just got his toy taken away. "Please," he begged, staring at Trunks' hard-on, "...just me blow you."

Trunks placed a hand over his face. It was incredibly difficult fighting every urge to get back to fucking the shit of of Seventeen right now.

"Ugh. No-" When he lowered down his hand and looked down Seventeen had already started sucking him off. "Hey!"

Sev deepthroated him hungrily and knew just how make a man come in seconds with his technique. He figured he was pretty experienced giving blowjobs as a human since he rarely gagged either. Trunks gave in and grabbed the back of his head, thrusting down his throat. When he climaxed Sev caught most of it until it filled his mouth too much that he had to pull away. He swallowed and then tried to catch the rest with his tongue, casually licking the tip of his mate's cock.

He pulled away and wiped cum off his chin. "Okay, I'm good. But you're going to need to wash off, right? Can we do it in the shower?"

"You're the real pervert in this relationship."

After their unavoidable shower sex Trunks finally said goodbye to Seventeen.

"You can look for your sister while I'm gone, it's okay. As long as you're marked, I'll find you."

"Or you could just call me, weirdo."

Trunks smiled and kissed him.