Branch never teased her this much before, and the frustration only adds to the desire.
"Branch..."
The heat between her legs has never felt so thick, never ached so strongly. Then again, Branch has never teased her like this before. Kisses trailed all the way down her body, lingering at her breasts until Poppy was sure she'd come from that alone. Fingers brushing against her thighs, dangerously close to where she most craved his touch, but never making contact.
And now, Branch on his knees between her open legs, gazing reverently at her sex, leaning forward only to exhale softly against Poppy's folds every so often.
"Beautiful," Branch murmurs, Poppy can practically feel the heat of his lips and she unconsciously tilts her hips forward only for him to ease back. "Not yet...I've never taken the time to appreciate just how lovely this part of you is." The Pop Queen's cheeks go hot at the compliment, it only makes her want it more.
"Ugh Branch, please..."
The teal troll leans forward, his hair tickling her thighs as he inhales deeply.
"So beautiful..."
"Branch, Please!" At this point she'll come before Branch even starts, she's almost sure of it. Her body burns and tingles with raw need and Poppy can feel the moisture gathering on her folds. "Please, I need it so much...!"
"Need what?" Branch kisses her inner thigh. "I'd be happy to, if you would just say it..." The teal troll looks up at her, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and Poppy bites down on her lip to keep from whimpering.
"Kiss me," The Pop Queen whispers, tilting her hips towards him. Branch smiles, and her heart just about melts. No matter how big of a tease he was, he's still her wonderful Branch...!
"With pleasure," Branch murmurs, and the second his mouth finally makes contact with the hot wetness between Poppy's legs, the shriek that escapes her is so loud at least one person's probably heard her, but at this point Poppy doesn't care. Every fiber of her being is centered on the softness of his lips and tongue caressing every inch of her. When Branch begins to trace patterns and lick circles around her clit, the climax is so intense Poppy collapses back onto the bed, overcome by liquid heat blazing through her veins.
Branch's tongue coaxes her into another soft climax before he finishes, and she's so limp and hazy Poppy can barely think straight.
"Branch," The Pop Queen finally manages to gasp, "you can tease me again any time you want!"
