Where the attempts to make him stay actually made him stay.
Part Two. Read discretion is advised, this whole piece is sexual.
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Blue Mystor let out a sigh, signaling his giving up. "Do you have a handkerchief or something?"
"A handkerchief?"
"If you want to continue this, you have to follow through with my kinks, okay?" Branch smirked and Poppy rolled her eyes, fixing her shirt and shorts as she stood. She went down to her closet, looking through some clothes before going back upstairs to join Blue in her bed.
"Will a scarf work?" Branch's timer gave it's last reminder beep, though he's ignoring it, him taking the fabric.
"It's perfect, turn around." Branch brought himself to he edge of Poppy's bed and he put his hands to her hips, leading her to sit on his lap. The leather pants his wearing felt cool and slick on her legs as her vision was now blocked. "Can you see?"
"Not at all." Branch chuckled and brought his hands around her belly and under her shirt, cupping her breasts and kneading them gently. "That's good." He said huskily as he started to sponge kiss on the nape of her neck. Poppy turned her head to the side, allowing him more room to place his kisses as the timer on his bracelet gave its final beep, before he removes his mask off his eyes, along with the leather jacket he wore when he first got here, the cool air now wafting through him and his slightly sweaty skin.
"Shall we continue?" Branch gave Poppy's breasts a gentle squeeze, his own desire spiking as he felt her warmth under the touch his skin. Leather on skin was a unique sensation, skin to skin was something that couldn't be beat. Branch pressed his lips on Poppy's neck hungrily, groaned as he reveled on how smooth and warm she was. He brought his hands down from her breasts and to her hips once more, feeling the hem of her shorts and the shape of her hips, making her stand.
"Blue?" Poppy asked quietly as she stood. Branch stood with her and before her, pressing up against her and possessing her mouth with his tongue. Poppy's arms crawled up and around his neck, her hands finding he is hair and running her fingers through it. The mask was gone and it was just Branch and Poppy, however she didn't know. Branch held her close, his hands following the curve of her back and settling on her bottom, giving the cheeks a good kneading and a generous squeeze, feeling his desire well in his groin area.
Leather no longer constricted him and Branch felt much less pressure on his erection, a bulge that was pressing up against Poppy's thigh. Although Poppy's mind Poppy's mind was filled with pleasure, she didn't know half of the stuff she was doing as her hands trailed down his chest, feeling the toned muscles. Her fingers bumped into the hem of his black leather pants and continued, until her finger bumped into the thick warmth. Branch hissed and Poppy flinched, jerking her hand back.
"B-Blue Mystor, I-I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" She quietly apologized, looking up at him even though her sight was restricted. Branch let out a groan and started to push her towards the bed, the backs of her knees bumping into the edge of the bed and making her fall back into the bed. Her expression still contained concern and Branch couldn't help but love the view before him.
Poppy had her hands up to her chest, holding her shirt up for him. Although Poppy was hesitant at first, boldness and need took over, desperate for his attention. Branch let out a deep groan before he straddled her again, biting her neck gently.
"You're beautiful." He murmured against her neck while one free hand went to her thighs. The sensations where all the more different now, Branch being able to feel the increasing heat as his hand gained closer. He slipped his hand between her thighs and rubbed against the material, his fingertips feeling the warmth she was providing. It was dangerous and calling out to him. "Poppy?" He growled against her lips now.
"Y-Yeah?" She stammered breathlessly.
"You're okay with this, right?" He breathed and she nodded tiredly. "I need you to speak Poppy." He murmured. She let out a shuddered sigh.
"Blue..." She whined and Branch pulled away from her, humming slightly.
"Poppy, I need verbal confirmation." His voice was deep and husky, but behind that Branch's sincerity and concern for her. Poppy's hands felt their way up his chest and to cup his cheeks, bringing him down for a gentle kiss.
"Blue, I'm okay." She whispered and Branch let out a relieved sigh.
"Thank you princess." He peppered soft pecks around her face. "If I hurt you...please let me know." Desire coursed like liquid fir through Branch but he couldn't bear the thought of possibly hurting her.
"I will." She said and Branch wished more than anything that he could look into her rosy pink eyes when she said that. However he knew better than to remove her scarf from around her eyes, so instead he just gently kissed her forehead, thanking her softly.
Branch began to work on sponging kisses all over, not being able to get enough of her body. The body warmth that Poppy provided made Poppy more feral, wanted to be anything but gentle to her. His hands followed the curves of her porcelain body, back down to her hips.
Poppy knew the alternative name for a woman's hips were 'love handles' but she never really knew why. She also didn't have the guts to ask without someone getting the wrong idea. It wasn't until now that she realized why they were called that way.
Poppy was prey to Branch's heated touch and taste, a mess of gasps and whimpers as he gripped her hips lovingly kneading and pressing against her. When his hand slipped in between her thighs and rubbed against her sensitivity, she rocked against his touch a soft moan escaped through her lips.
The heat was rising horribly and Branch couldn't help but love it, with the mix of response he was getting from her. Poppy couldn't keep still until his fingers swept under her panty string. Her body trembled under his touch and as he passed one slim finger down the wetness, she lost it.
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Casually quits on this. Think I've made it too much, but you already know what happens next.
