Poppy and Branch debate on which one of them is making breakfast.
It was 9 in the morning. Poppy was sitting at the table, at their small but cozy kitchen holding a hot cup of coffee that she was preparing for Branch for the new day. Lost in her mind The pop queen didn't noticed Branch entering the kitchen and kissing her on the top of her head.
- "Good morning sunshine" – Branch said kindly.
Poppy flinched from surprise almost spilling coffee on herself.
- "God, Branch, you scared me" - Poppy laughed.
- Again making plans to prepare a party and did not notice my presence? - Branch joked sitting down on the chair opposite you.
- Mmm… actually thinking about what delicious pancakes you make,” The Pop Queen smiled innocently at him, - how about breakfast? - Poppy asked, placing her hands under her chin and biting her lip.
Branch frowned but there was an overwhelming mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
"As far as I remember"...Branch said tapping his index finger on his lower lip, "it's your turn today" .
But he could not finish the sentence Branch started as Poppy quickly got up from her seat and sat on his knees kissing him tenderly on such inviting lips. It was a slow and sensual kiss. Branch's hands moved to Poppy's waist and he pulled her closer to him. Poppy grabbed Branch's hair with one hand and tilted his head to the right while her lips moved to his neck kissing and nibbling gently.
"It…will not… work….,” Branch said with a low voice almost breathless.
- Mmm,- Poppy mumbled into his neck while she pressed her hips closer to Branch's groin and bit his earlobe, - please for me-, Poppy whispered languidly.
"On the other hand" ..., said Branch huddling voice but again she did not let him finish, and drew him in a passionate kiss from which they both soon be out of air in the lungs.
" You're impossible," Branch whispered and pressed his forehead against hers.
"And I'm all yours," Poppy whispered in response, also trying to regain her breathing and heart palpitations.
" Mine" Branch said confidently once again quickly kissing Poppy on the lips, - so, pancakes with what syrup do you want?, - Branch asked, smiling radiantly, to which Poppy laughed happily.
