Just Branch and Poppy at a lot of kissing.
Branch kiss her forehead.
The pop queen giggles and he can feel her breath on his neck.
The teal troll kissed her nose and it feels like her pink eyes are boring into his aviators.
Poppy makes a sound and whispers ”ick, saliva!” before wiping it off with her hand and booping his nose with hers.
Branch kissed Poppy's cheek.
The pink troll's whole face starts to flush and she is having what has got to be the world’s beautiful and most adorable smile he has ever seen.
The survivalist moved down and place his lips at hers.
Just a tiny peck.
Branch started kissing her.
Poppy kisses him back.
Her hands are entangled in your black mop, and he's holding her tight, arms wrapped around her torso.
Both of them start to breath heavier. Branch doesn't want to stop because oh cupcakes she tastes so good and this is so weird but it feels so good. Tongues meet, teeth clack. But eventually they both have to breathe so those two pull away. Poppy's panting heavily and she’s smiling, but this time it’s not the adorable one like before. It’s full of lust and love and Branch can’t resist it anymore. Branch leans in again for another. Poppy enthusiastically kisses him back.
”Oh, Branch …” She whispers between lip locking. Branch pushes Poppy's bangs to the side that he can look into her hazy eyes, pink meeting blue. The Pop Queen tightens her grip on Branch's hair as she starts to travel to his neck, placing small kisses as she goes. Poppy's going to leave hickies in her wake if she sucks any harder and oh god damn it feels so good. Poppy moves back and tugs at Branch's vest mischievously.
Oh yea. He's doing this for real. He's making this happen.
