Poppy's woken up by Branch between her legs. What could possibly go wrong? Absolutely nothing at all!
Poppy noticed that her boyfriend was missing from the spot beside her, and she looked down to see Branch, comfortably nestled between her legs. Branch looked up at her with drowsy eyes, a small smile on his face.
“Branchifer, what are you doin’?” The Pop Queen reached down, her fingers gently caressing his cheek.
The Pop Queen woke up to the feeling of something heavy resting on her inner thigh.
The early morning sun poured through the blinds, illuminating his face with a golden light. “Hi baby.” The teal troll mumbled against Poppy's thigh, his thumb coming up to gently rub her through her panties.
“Can I eat you out? Please?” Branch begged, his voice having a slight whine to it, thumb still moving in slow circles. Poppy's breath hitched a bit, and she gave the man a small nod. “Mm, fine.”
It was barely 8 in the morning, and Branch had just woken up. His hair was messy, and his voice was sleepy.
The Pop Queen rested an arm behind her head, looking down at the troll between her legs. His large hands trailed up her thighs, stopping at the waistband of her panties. Branch slowly slid them off her legs, tossing them to the side carelessly.
Branch ran a calloused finger through Poppy's slit, eliciting a sharp breath from between her lips. He breathed against her cunt, using both thumbs to spread her lips apart. Branch flicked his tongue against her clit, before sliding it inside her, exploring her spongy walls.
“Branch..” Poppy whispered, a soft hand reaching down and entangling within his soft black hair as he lapped at Poppy's leaking cunt. “I could do this all day baby.. wow— y’taste so good..” Branch panted, looking up at her with hazy eyes.
Cute, Poppy thought. He started to gently suck on her clit, wrapping his muscular arms around her waist as he buried his face between Poppy's thighs.
The Pop Queen was aching for more, the grip on his hair tightening. Branch let out a soft grunt as she pushed his head further against her pussy, his hips desperately grinding against the bed for some form of friction.
Branch was a messy eater, drool mixed with her wetness dripping down his chin, his hot breath panting against her aching cunt. Branch alternated between licking and sucking, his nose rubbing against her clit as he slurped on Poppy.
“Love you so much baby— mmh, so much. You’re so..” Branch couldn’t even finish his sentence, getting so much pleasure just by pleasing her. “Oh god, oh god— m’so close..” Poppy whimper, contracting around Branch's tongue, her fluids soaking his tongue more than it already was.
Branch planted a gentle kiss against Poppy's throbbing cunt before pulling away and licking his lips. The Pop Queen panted, catching her breath before glancing down at the very obvious tent in his shorts.
Branch looked at Poppy expectantly, hoping she'd help him out. Poppy pulled his sweats down, smiling at his drooling cock. Her finger swiped over the sensitive tip, causing the teal troll to whimper.
“Please..” Branch whined, his hands planted on her shoulders. Poppy could tell it hurt. She continued to rub his tip, leaning forward to give him a small kiss below his eye before wrapping her soft hand around his throbbing cock.
The Pop Queen slowly start to pump her hand up and down, nipping at Branch's neck all the while. He let out a little moan, his brows knitting together.
“You’re so good to me sweetheart..so damn good. Hah— you don’t understand how much I love you.” Branch rambled, panting against her ear as Poppy continued to nip at his neck.
“I know baby, I know.” Poppy whisper, pumping her hand even faster, relishing in his sweet moans and whimpers. Branch bucked desperately against her hand, mumbling about how much he loved her.
“So perfect.. you’re so perfe—“ Branch was cut off by the knot in his stomach suddenly coming undone, his hips spasming as he came. Poppy's abdomen was coated in long white ropes, her hand as well.
Poppy grabbed a handful of napkins from the nightstand, gently cleaning her and him off.
Branch sighed once Poppy was finished, his chest rising and falling with each breath as he let his head fall against Poppy's chest.
Branch looked peaceful in this state, already tired out from the ordeal. The Pop Queen rested her lips against his damp forehead, rubbing slow circles into his back muscles.
“I love you.” Poppy whisper against his ear, her eyes fluttering closed.
