Yo what if I just wrote a lemon wouldn't that be awesome guys

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UH GUYS I MAY HAVE BROKEN MY OWN RULES AND WRITTEN A SMUT I'M SORRY I WAS H0RNY ASJSKFKTKJH (anyway I'll give a warning right before it starts getting..... yeah)

Barb's POV

Am I sober? No. Is this a terrible idea? Yes. Am I doing it anyway? Also yes. I see Branch leave, and wait a few seconds before heading up to the door. I'm about to confidently knock, but I stop myself, to decide whether I really wanna do this. Unfortunately, my hand doesn't get the memo fast enough, and knocks anyway. Oh shit. I hear her footsteps walking up to the door, and debate whether or not to just run in the opposite direction. 

Too late, she opens the door. For a second we both just stand there. Then my mouth decides it's an appropriate time to do whatever the hell it wants to and I say, "Uh, hi." 

"Hi..." She says awkwardly. She hesitates for a second before opening the door a bit wider, "Do you wanna come in?" I nod and head inside. Her house smells like vanilla. Maybe she made cookies or something earlier. She gestures for me to sit at the table, so I do. She sits across from me. I can feel her gaze on me, but I don't say anything. I feel like there's an invisible rope tied around my neck, that won't let me say anything. 

I'm such a mess right now... why am I even here. I'm just gonna make everything harder for her... no! I need to tell her I'm sorry, I need to work this out with her, because- 

"I... I think I'm in love with you Poppy-" I say, before cutting myself off. Why did I say that? Why did I say that!? 

"Barb..." She says, gently, but the rope around my neck is gone, and all of the sudden I say everything.

"I- I don't know, I was so mad.. at you, at Branch, a-at myself, but I can't stop thinking about you, and I... I don't even know what I came here for, because I told you to go, a-and now I'm here, and you're probably over me anyway, but I came here, and- and I didn't know what I wanted from you but now, I'm here, seeing at your face, I think... I- I really want to kiss you..."

The room is quiet for a second. I finally look into her eyes. She's so beautiful. My breath hitches. The tension is almost visible. 

"Then kiss me." She says, and I immediately grab her shirt, pulling her in. I feel her hands on my sides and I kiss her hard enough that it almost makes up for the two weeks I spent not doing this. I pull back briefly, and Poppy smiles, before pulling me into another kiss. After a few seconds, I slip my tongue into her mouth. She reciprocates and pretty soon I have her up against a wall, making out with her. 

"Barb," She says suddenly, pulling back slightly. Her hand finds it's way to my lower back. 

"Yeah ba- Poppy?" She laughs and kisses me.

"Were you about to call me baby?" She asks.

"Uh, yes," I say. 

"Aww!" She says, hugging me, "That's so cute! You can call me baby if you want," 

*SMUT WARNING*

"Okay, Baby," I say, smiling. She smiles too and kisses me again. I kiss her back. She pulls me even closer than I already was, and I intertwine our fingers, pinning her hands to the wall. She moans lightly, and I slip my tongue into her mouth again. She pushes her hips closer to mine and I push her back against the wall with my own. I feel my stomach twist and all the sudden my underwear is wet. I pull back for a second, embarrassed. 

"Are you okay?" She asks, looking into my eyes. I blush. 

"Uh.. yeah... it's just that... uhh..." I look down, not sure I want to tell her. My pants have a wet spot on them. How the hell- 

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