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@earthforsaken asked- 5 for Kakarot (or Kakarot & Trunks if you feel inclined :3) MORE SMUTTY PROMPTS BUT WITH SOME PLOT FOR EXTRA SPICE

5) our muses have passionate, adrenaline high sex after a battle/mission.

Lambda thinks his heart is going to explode out of his chest. Then again, he thought that after the fight had died down, heat cooling into comfortable nothingness. The thrill of it all remained. The pulse pounding, the heart thumping. The tension. He thought that when he finds himself awkwardly grabbing at a jacket collar and mumbling something out and he thought it when they piled through the door to Kakarot's home to "de-stress".

It's here where he thinks his heart is going to pull a chestburster for an entirely different reason. Amidst scattered clothes and tangled limbs on the floor (because making it to the bedroom was not worth it for all three of them.), he finds himself open mouthed and sighing against the crook of a warm neck.

He gives Trunks' shoulders a little squeeze. One part reassurance while he's riding Kakarot, one part a way to ground himself when his hips buck into an open and waiting mouth. Panting gives way to short and breathy laughter, pink painted lips wide in a shaky grin. Leaning back as slit pupils trailing up to a face, a forehead he wants to plant a kiss on. He doesn't, instead directing the urge and the energy that comes with it into rocking against the tongue working away at him underneath.

"Hey-" Another shoulder squeeze. "How's Lite-Brite treatin' you?" An absolutely stupid nickname that will come to bite him in the ass later? Perhaps but that's future Lambda's problem. The cyborg's expression shifts into one of mock seriousness. "Because if he's not, you let me know and I'll- uh... figure some... somethin' out?"

So much for trying to be smooth.