My very first for the Webtoon masterpiece, "Midnight Poppy Land" by Lilydusk. :3 A oneshot to get my feet wet, so to speak. But NOT my first fic.

A little note: for those of you expecting Tora to swear like a sailor as he does, don't expect the F-bomb. I'm a bit cleaner than that, using a load of the other stuff but the strongest and nastiest ones. It's more my style while keeping the essence.

Lilydusk owns MPL and its characters.

Girls liked flowers, so he got some: white daisies with vibrant pink roses and hydrangeas - nothing sweeter than that. All in a pink vase with white polka dots.

The look he received from the cashier was that of a stupid grin, compared to the ones he got, as usual, from a lot of people who noticed him. She blushed and told him that his girl would "pop with the same color scheme"; there went another one trying to flirt with him by using his intentions. But he wasn't in the mood tonight to give the faux number to another. He just wanted to get right to his little lady.

Quincey demanded loving details as soon as the night was over, but to hell with him if he wanted to get a bigger red bump on his head than usual. And besides, what would happen between him and Poppy stayed between them.

Flowers in the front passenger seat along with the anniversary gift - two years going on now - Tora drove his red baby for the little hamster's place, his heart in his throat, amber eyes intensely on the evening traffic, and five buttons down to reveal what he knew would make her fall off her feet so he would catch her.

~o~

Her nerves were on the fritz it wasn't even funny.

Gazing at the large bowl of fruit in the middle of her table - oranges, kiwis, blackberries, apple slices, and HIS favorite strawberries - didn't help matters. She couldn't help but dwell on what possibilities would take place, all thanks to Erdene's advice and the toys she was forced to pick out...but it was also exciting and fresh.

Count in the appointment she had that morning, and while it was over, Poppy was still reeling from the painful sensations of "short and curly" being removed, as Dene put it. God, that was something she was glad was over! But the result mattered because Tora was going to get something new, even if she'd never thought about it. And it wasn't even their first time together. She lost her virginity a year ago, and that had been awkward before getting better by the second time. Damn, was he a god in the bed!

He had been with someone once before, he told her, but it hadn't been anything like they had. And she and Julri hadn't done it, since she wasn't ready, but that was called being responsible, until that day she walked in...

Screw him. He's probably failed at life in the stable relationship department.

Look at her now: second love was the best one even if he was from a dangerous place. They said opposites attracted and excited the most.

Poppy went all out for the dinner she made for them both before they spent the rest of the night doing, erm, whatever would happen. She got a large salmon fillet to grill, joined with steamed rice and mushroom soup. And the sake that she could afford on her salary but was great all the same.

The doorbell rang right on schedule. She nearly jumped out of her skin as she rushed to answer - and there he stood in a white shirt which was rolled to the elbows, exposing the vibrant koi and peony tats on his arms, and gosh, he HAD to unbutton all the way down the way he did! She thought she'd die and go to heaven, before getting herself together when she spotted the white daisies, pink roses, and hydrangeas in one hand, as well as the widening of his intense golden eyes and those dimples in his cheeks as he smirked at her getup her friend got her in.

"First time for everything. You keep surprising me to this day, Bobby," Tora husked, leaning in and letting her stand on her tiptoes for the peck on the lips which lingered and became warmer. She had to pull away and let him step inside, still keeping his eyes on her.

Erdene picked this for her, knowing it was her but with an edgy touch: a long-sleeved and breezy opened kimono with rosy leaves and vines threaded all over - and revealed, if tied at the waist, was a fitted but slinky-looking black lace bralette coupled with matching semi-sheer, cheeky boyshorts. Her breasts bounced a little since VERY little was concealed to the imagination. For a moment, it took her back to the very first day they met, if you counted it that way when her ripped shirt and the girls were for him to behold - and a photograph on his phone.

"You like?" Poppy asked, giving a little twirl and then pushing her hair past both shoulders.

While he continued smiling the way he did, those dimples getting to her, he kept his eyes over her body more than her face. This made her decide to be a little bolder and halt in front of him, undoing the string at her waist to pull the robe on either side, showing all of her lingerie and curves. His eyes became wide, round balls, and his lips a REALLY thin line. Her cheeks burned as she thought maybe she could have waited until after dinner -

"DAAAAMN, BOBBY!"

She took both sides of the front of her soft lace boyshorts, pulling the raven fabric down to expose the work as the result of an excruciating Brazilian wax: all smooth skin and no hair. "Erdene's idea. Hope you like your new little present." Attempting to be seductive as her friend really wasn't her expertise, still almost like it was new to her. Sometimes, it was awkward just like high school.

Tora's expression remained as it was, but you could see the steam radiating off of him. Then he straightened up, clearing his throat and rolling his shoulders back and forth. "You're a hell of an artist, sweetheart. I'm almost tempted to skip dinner and move right onto dessert."

And that was not gonna happen, not after the hard work she put into everything. She snapped her undies back over herself, turning her back to him and sashaying her way into the kitchen, disappointing him and making him growl as he followed her.

~o~

Damn it, his jeans were gathering in that place where his balls painfully tightened, making him clench his jaw. He'd just got here, and this was what he received. As usual, his ballsy little hamster struck again. And she used to call me a perv over every "little" hint I dropped at her, every little joke.

Who would have predicted she'd do what she had, as well as reveal it the way she did? To show him that she'd had all of her pubes waxed off, by the looks of it. Out of everything they did, each time being new and exciting...he had to say that he could be in for a real treat, especially with the banquet she laid out, including his favorite fruits in that bowl. Although he could have sworn he smelled something akin to strawberries, before ending up close to Poppy again and whiffing through his nostrils.

Ah ha, there it was: strawberries, coconuts, roses, and a musky base. His mouth watered from that more than the fish and everything with.

"You're killing me tonight, baby," he drawled, sitting down at the table opposite of her so that he could distract himself moreso by the looks of her luscious breasts bouncing from the ebony lace which was too seductive for her when the way she was every day was more than enough for Tora. She chose to go all out, and it was working wonders.

"Maybe I can finally do that tonight - for dessert," she purred back, shaking her hips behind that table and causing her breasts to jiggle a little. He growled in his throat. His little minx.

They ate in silence after that, and while everything was savory and artsy - and him taking the pictures for Quincey and Gyu much to her adorable chagrin, as always - he just about lost his patience when the deepest parts of his pants became too much for him to bear. He offered to help clean the dishes for her since she did everything for him, but not before forcing himself up, heading right over to her sofa. Perching himself down, he wasted no time getting his pants and socks off, and his underwear. Tora sighed just like a wild animal ready for the hunt; this was how good it felt to be buck naked in the girlfriend's house, no worries. She'd seen plenty of him before just as he'd seen her.

Poppy's eyes popped out of her sockets as soon as she turned around and saw him as well as his giblets on display when he arrived at her side - correction, she saw his ass in its glory, with the tiger tattoo imprinted into his left leg going right up to halfway cover the cheek. Her cheeks burst into color of their own. "Tora, honestly, in my house!" she squeaked, turning back to the plates that were still in the sink.

He rumbled, spooning closer to her, his groin touching the back of her thigh facing him. "Nothing you hadn't seen before, sweetheart. And if you want more..." He demonstrated by starting at the bottom and working his way up, shrugging his shirt off and throwing it behind him, not caring if it got wrinkled up. She didn't have to look behind to know he was all the way nude in her kitchen. Served her right for dressing up this way tonight.

"...why don't you just leave those dishes to dry on their own? Been long enough, hasn't it?"

She squealed when he scooped her up after she did just all of that, the remaining few on a towel spread out on the counter; he carried her like a bride right in the direction of her bedroom, dropping her on the bed against the wall - where there was a nice view of Narin City, making him tsk and walk over to pull that curtain so that they had unobstructed privacy. Well aware that his back, ass, and thigh muscles flexed with each movement before her eyes. Smirking, he turned and stalked back to her just as she was sitting back up, perked like a proper little lady with her legs brought together. Tora knelt in front of her so that he was just at her shoulder length.

"You want me to do the job of getting you out of these sexy obstacles?" he husked, pushing away the flimsy cotton of her robe so that he tugged the bra strap down from her shoulder. Biting her lip to make it darker, she nodded. He exhaled through his nose. And within seconds, the robe was removed from her body, leaving her in that goddamned alluring midnight pair, although before he could continue, she stopped him, putting her hands over his before they could reach behind for the clasp of her bralette. He furrowed his brows at her.

"Tora..."

She didn't finish, just leaned down and pressed her lips chastely to his. Soft, sweet, and sizzling. She then moved down to caress his jaw with them before trailing to his collarbones, over his pectorals, and whispering. "Stand up?" There was only one reason she'd ask him to do that, and he grinned with his teeth partially exposed. Doing just that, his manhood was all for her.

Her mouth closing around his pulsating length of meat was a drug he was safe to take any time he wanted. That and every time he was stressed and craved a kiss or simple touch from her. His legs trembled as they threatened to lose their standing.

However, unlike himself, Poppy was still not yet ready for the seed down the throat, so upon feeling his coil about to unravel, Tora rasped at her to stop, quickly pulling himself from her moist cavern and pinching the head of his "little" self, preventing the erosion. "About my turn," he purred, leaning over her now and prompting her to fall onto her back, giggling as he crawled over her.

Instead of reaching behind, he tugged the bra upwards and over her head, making her globes richly rebound up and down until they paused and flattened in place. Tora gave those the special attention they deserved, kissing around them and then taking the nipples into his mouth to suckle. She moaned and sighed, turning her head side to side, slightly elevating her body upwards. He journeyed downward so that he was face to face with what covered the surprise she briefly gave him upon arrival.

He rolled the fabric of the panty into itself as he dragged it from her hips and off her legs. "Did this hurt at all?" he asked when he bestowed upon the treasure which was every inch of soft pink flesh in the pearly bud poking out from between peachy petals. His mouth watered again as he could hardly wait to taste and kiss and provoke her with the stars.

"Y-yeah, but it was worth it, ngh," Poppy uttered, looking up at the ceiling instead of him. Grinning wider, he dipped his head in between her legs to enjoy the cuisine waiting for him. Not to finish, but to get her into the mood with him.

Soft and plump was she, and sizzling with liquid nectarine which flowed onto his lips and tongue; he lapped it up just like the wine they shared not that long ago. If she'd come, she would have told him, and he would have noticed the contractions himself. "Ready?" He left her altar and shifted back over, lowering himself just to touch her sex with his, groaning in his throat at both their sensitive flesh contacting. Just as much as the conflicting sensation of his pubic hair against her newly stripped mass. He rubbed his hips against hers, the friction eliciting a hotter spark to create a flame that slowly grew between them, driving them both crazy. He shrugged off his hair to one shoulder, shivering when her hands rose to begin touching him, palms running over his back and tracing his spine, stopping just above his buttocks. He bit back a flinch at his sensitivity, which threatened to bring back a memory of his past he would rather keep locked away along with everything else he'd relived all his life - until he met this beautiful, sweet and impulsive angel beneath him.

"I want you, Tora...on your back now."

He felt his eyes widen at her abrupt announcement, having not seen it coming, also knowing this was nothing new in their moments.

~o~

"You want ME beneath you, you sly little fox?" Tora purred, dimples on display and eyes glowing like embers, making her shiver. He complied anyway and was lying on his back, propped against her pillows because of the thing she read online for help - the Internet version of the Kama Sutra. And the scent covering her skin was a special oil that was also reserved for the act of passion, not a designer brand but something she afforded in her budget.

"Yeah, like a good little tiger," Poppy teased, slithering back over him and then reaching for beneath her pillow he lay upon, which was where the jar of oil was, and she pinched the top open to hold to his nostrils. He hummed as he whiffed it, the widening of his eyes telling her that he figured out its use. As she got herself situated over him, straddling him so that her womanhood simply touched his pulsating flesh, she was stricken by this tattooed god of a man with his hair spread out in a wild halo across her pillow, his ink arts bright like jewels when light didn't hit them. This was enough for her to decide to grant them both the stimulation of the senses with this oil of love in her hand.

Creamy strawberries and coconuts as well as musky roses found their way to his hardened chest and then her breasts, both of them painfully taut in the nipples. In the midst, she wiggled herself so that her hypersensitive self engulfed him, the sweet fire and electric shocks surging through her body from that switch. She bent her knees and pressed her feet into the mattress on either side, still attached to him. Tora groaned, squeezing his eyelids tightly. "Are you trying to KILL me?"

If anything or anyone could attempt to kill this big, tough softie, then it might as well be her, she thought with a strangled giggle as she began to set the pace, making sure the plastic bottle was closed tight before dropping it and letting it roll across the bedroom floor.

Tora's hands latched onto her plump hips, guiding her movements as she bounced up and down over him, starting it slowly before going faster as it was too much to bear. It was just like being on a swing in the park and you wanted more back-and-forth adrenaline. Sometimes, she leaned over and let him kiss her breasts which were still covered with the sweet oils, and the things he rasped to her drove her crazy.

"My little hamster with her gorgeous self: wild and messy hair, bouncing and superior tits, plush waist, and equally swank ass." He grasped that part for emphasis; she threw her head backward and yelped.

"Forgetting anything?"

"Yep." He grinned. "I'm wrapped up in it right now - your flower." He could have said something more vulgar, but that would have been a mood-killer and was better reserved for tasteless pornography.

And with that last word as well as the clenching of her muscles around him, her fluids flowing down and coming into contact with his sac which dispelled his man-juice, she was a goner and saw white just as she jumped off that cliff, flailing right on top of his body. Her flesh crawled randomly like ocean waves coming down from a heavy storm, searing with his only to melt them together into candlewax. His arms came to wrap around her, refusing to let her go even when she slid her focal point off of his.

"I don't know what to say...it was our best yet," Tora mumbled, turning his face towards her so that his lips touched her forehead. She giggled a little before yawning; she hadn't realized how worn out she was until now.

Alertness jolted her when she remembered the present she'd gotten him last week. Poppy sat up then, stretching herself and rolling her shoulders back and forth. He frowned at her, but before he could ask her, she told him. "I forgot about the gift I got you. Wait right here." She was off the bed in a flash and bolted out through the door, heading for where her computer was and opening a drawer. It was in a box of braided stainless steel since he wasn't materialistic - and it befitted him immensely, along with what was inside. Something hard, with a warm side.

"Oh, really, for me?" You could just hear the smile, and it startled her as she didn't even hear him come in. He chuckled. "Didn't want to scare you, so I kept my mouth shut and watched your pretty little ass flounce away. Just remembered myself." He held out a box of his own, which he'd said was in his pants and he'd also forgotten about it before dinner was served. Poppy gasped at the small, round box of ridged gold enameled with a perfect replication of Van Gogh's Starry Night.

They traded without hesitation, both blown away by what was inside.

He'd gifted her with a lovely necklace, knowing she didn't wear jewelry except for important events - but he wanted her to have something that exuded her to a tee. Here was a delicate chain of beads and pearls colored like the scheme of the Mona Lisa, the charm itself a Murano bead fresh with swirling blue and green like Earth from orbit, topped with a dragonfly of soft gold. "Tora...thank you."

"And thank you, Bobby." She got him another ring, to wear wherever he wanted, though she'd envisioned his right hand because of his favored tungsten on the left. This new one had an underside of cold steel, beneath warm wood as a perfect dynamic of durability and endurance.

The wood glowed warmly as Tora's eyes and his smile. His words then surprised her, as she loved when he got romantic when he was in the mood.

"My precious, beloved hamster and flower in one."

Necklace fastened around her neck and the ring around his right third finger, they shared an embrace and another gentle lip-locking before heading back into her bedroom.

Hydrangeas were first discovered in Japan. They usually symbolize pride and boastfulness, but they can also represent anything sincere and heartfelt, such as gratitude. :3 Daisies in the Japanese language (Hanakotoba) are for faith, pink roses mean trust, confidence, and happiness.

The position the couple used is called the Crescent Moon - from the Indian-Hindu Kama Sutra. If anyone doesn't know, it's a worldwide-known ancient text on human sexual behavior and over a hundred different positions. (blushes red ear to ear) I've used different versions of it in many of my past works for YEARS, and this website of the name has not only the coupling positions but also oils, lotions, body cream, and all that good stuff.

The necklace from Tora to Poppy is based upon two different ones I found on Stauer: the Mona Lisa Necklace and the blue-and-green Fascino Murano Verde Necklace. Tora's present is the Men's Wood & Steel Ring.

There isn't gonna be a sequel to this or anything if anyone is wondering. But please review in loving detail my first shot for Lilydusk's masterpiece. :3