Sleepy Branch being cute and obsessed with Poppy and giving her hickeys.
As Poppy stood in front of the mirror brushing her hair, her husband came up behind her, moving her hair to the side to reveal Poppy's neck. His arms wrapped around her waist, Branch placed a kiss on one of the hickeys he'd given her throughout the day.
"Come to bed, babe," the teal troll mumbled against her skin, and she had to stifle a laugh at how adorable he looked in the mirror, his face squished against the crook of her neck. If his brothers ever saw how clingy he sometimes got with her, he'd never hear the end of it.
"I'm coming, Branch. Just let me finish brushing my hair."
The Pop Queen took Branch's hands and removed them from her waist. After a quick kiss to his cheek she gently pushed him away, ignoring the pout on his lips.
Of course Branch refused to go to bed without Poppy, instead wrapping his arms around her again, even tighter than before.
"Branchifer! How am I supposed to brush my hair like this?!" Poppy scolded, trying and failing to hide her smile. Branch was simply too adorable when he got like this for her to actually be annoyed at him.
"Are you gonna hurry up 'n come to bed if I brush it for you?"
"If you want to."
Branch wordlessly took the brush from her hand, stepping back and gently running it through her hair, mindful of any tangles.
When Branch was done he quite literally dragged Poppy to bed after him — she couldn't help but feel like a teddy bear being held by the arm as a tired child drags it along. Pushing her down onto the bed, Branch made himself comfortable on top of her with her chest as his pillow.
"Comfy?"
Branch hummed in agreement, tracing his fingers over her collarbone and smiling up at her, and she found herself wishing she had a camera there to capture the sight of him like that.
Poppy threaded her fingers into his hair, gently running her nails over his scalp, and Poppy could almost feel him purr under her touch.
The Pop Queen had almost drifted off to sleep when she felt him move, his lips ghosting over her neck, his hair tickling her jaw, and she sleepily asked him what he was doing.
Branch pulled away from her neck, pushing himself up onto his elbows, and smiled down at her, his lips shiny with spit.
"Shh, just go to sleep, honey."
"Am I gonna look like I got attacked by a toothless vampire when I wake up?" The Pop Queen asked. She knew how much Branch loved marking her up just for the sake of it, and when she had only a couple hickeys that always made him want to give Poppy more.
"Maybe." Branch sheepishly grinned and Poppy softly laughed, ruffling his hair. "Just go to sleep."
"Nhh, but I can't go to sleep yet."
"Huh? Why not?"
"You didn't give me my good night kiss yet."
Poppy chuckled. "Right, my bad. C'mere, babe."
The pink troll leant up to meet his lips, and one kiss became five, before Branch kissed his way down her neck again, leaving a trail of hickeys.
"Think I can make one that looks like a heart?"
"Nh-nh. You'd have to turn on the light to see enough 'n I forbid that. You can try tomorrow." The Pop Queen yawned. "Go to sleep."
"Alright," Branch mumbled, placing one last kiss on Poppy's jaw. "Good night, Poppifer."
"Night, Branchifer."
