A Fighting Chance: A Trolls Fanfiction

Chapter 8

*Branch's POV*

Laying in bed, branch awoke with a lazy yawn. Stretching his arms to relieve his slightly sore muscles. Was last night a dream? Did that really happen? He thought to himself. No sooner he asked himself these questions, a pink hue could be seen in the corner of his eye, turning his head to the side. Looking in front of him, he sees poppy facing him, still sound asleep with light breathing. Happily smiling to himself, he reaches out to tenderly graze her cheek with his thumb. It was no dream. Both relief and happiness burst into his chest. He did it. He finally did it. He told her his feelings, and she didn't turn him away. He was still surprised she actually loved him as well. He then remembered the transgressions that took place that night. It was the most amazing night he could have ever thought to happen. He never would have thought that he would ever get to kiss the lovely princess, let alone make love to her. Branch could feel his face begin to burn. He enjoyed remembering the acts they preformed. He look upon her, sleeping so soundly as if she were under a spell. Even in her sleep, she was as lovely as a spring rose. Being careful not to wake her, he slowly leaned forward to kiss her on the forehead. Poppy lightly sighed from his kiss, but remained asleep. At first he was going to get dressed, but since they were the only ones there, what was really the point?

Silently sliding from the bed, branch made his way to the kitchen area. He felt his mouth was like a desert after the amount of fluids they used during their sex session. Grabbing a glass of strawberry juice he quickly gulped it down with a light pant afterwards. His mouth felt much more comfortable. Thinking to himself, what was the best way to wake his princess? Kisses? Hugs? Lightly teasing her body? No, he had another Idea. 

Poppy slowly opened her eyes, still blurry and a tad bit hazy, she rubbed them sleepily. Opening her mouth to a wide yawn. Stretching her arms and legs, letting out a light whimper. She was a wee bit cramped up, last night had really done her in. Laying spread out on the sheets, she couldn't help but giggle gleefully. Her first time, romantic and heartfelt, with branch of all trolls. She still couldn't wrap her head around his confessions. She recalled to emotions that were present on his face. All the expressions. His fear of rejection, his honesty, his acceptance, his strength. Waves of happiness flowed within poppy. For all this time, she was someone's happiness. And never even knew. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her stomach growling. Inhaling deeply, she could smell the same scent of earth and water, but also the scent of sex in the air from last nights flair. But there was also something else lingering in the air, something new. She inhaled deeply, taking the smell in. It was food!

Poppy leaped from bed, a tad bit wobbly since her muscles were still somewhat like jelly. But quickly composed her form. Thinking the same way as branch, she figured there was no need for clothing since he lived alone, and he lived underground. It was actually rather refreshing to walk with no clothes on. Walking around to the kitchen area, she could smell the robust scent of ash and wood. Along with something sweet lingering afterwards. It was enticing to her. Finally coming up to the kitchen, there she saw branch. Hutched over his homemade stove whipping away at whatever he had in the frying pan before him. Watching him for a moment, she couldn't help but feel a content sigh followed by a soft smile spread across her face. He was preparing breakfast for her? This was the sweetest thing to wake up to.

Branch was steadily cooking a meal for the two, not noticing that his lovely partner has risen from her slumber. Before he could make any changes to the meal, he felt warm arms wrap around his waist and a small forehead bury itself into his back, cooing softly as she kissed his back in between his shoulder blades. He let a smile slide open. "Good morning pop, did you sleep well"? he asked her as he turned to face her, removing the pan from the stove, transferring it to the counter. "I don't think I've ever slept better in my life, to be honest". She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning in for a kiss. Branch slid his arms around her waist, admiring her curves and her body pressed against his.