"Poppy, what is this?" Branch asked. Poppy stuck her head out of the Fort entrance and stared at him. "I built a fort, now come cuddle me." She said pulling him in. And with that they were safely inside the fort, my head resting on his shoulder with his arms wrapped around her. "I'm glad you're here.

A wave of affection envelops him when her eyes open and she gazes at him with such adoration that he is afraid he may faint from the force of it."You are so beautiful," he murmurs. She leans forward to brush lightly bruised lips against his. "Sweet talker," she says, and her tone says everything those two words cannot.

Unable to stop himself, he reached forward, gently cupping her face in his hands, easing her in for a flipped them over and pushed her softly against the floor covered in blankets and pillows, his hands supporting his weight as he pressed his body against hers.

His head buried in her shoulder and deeply inhaled her scent. He felt two arms snake around his neck, deepening the kiss. He decided to take things a little further by slowly lifting up her dress causing her to lightly punch him in the are making him stop and look down at her. "Now is not the time for that." Poppy said smiling at him.

She tried getting up but he pinned her down causing her to laugh at his stubbornness. He had a mischievous smile on his face and she had to prepare herself for what he was about to do. She didn't really want to know so she just grabbed his head and kissed him. He didn't waste any time kissing her back. His kisses were hot and mad, she felt his tongue sliding inside her slightly parted mouth. She can feel his rage as his kisses were coming off more hungry, his tongue sucking hers until he pulled away.

His sudden movement pissed her off a bit. "What gives?" Poppy asked with frustration in her voice. He didn't respond, he lifted up an object which happened to be her underwear. He removed her underwear carefully in which she find absurd that she didn't notice.

Out of instinct, Poppy intentionally gave him a full view not hiding anything from Branch. He smiled at her. "Your legs are like an Oreo Cookie. I wanna split them and eat all the good stuff in the middle." Poppy eyes widened at this revelation. "Branch!" She exclaimed surprised by his pick up lines but he wasn't finished yet. "What? I'd love to kiss those beautiful, luscious lips. And the ones on your face." Poppy was left stunned again. "Branch!" She said a bit flustered by his confidence.

He could tell that he was getting her real good judging by her reaction. "Yeah, Remember my name now, because you'll be screaming it later." She stared blankly at him for a moment until she made her decision.

"Screw it." She muttered, winding her other arm around him, cupping the back of his head. Branch slid his hands under her dress, up the silky stockings she wore. The dress bunched up as his hands explored her, hooking his fingers in her tights to pull them down.

The skin underneath was impossibly softer than the fabric, and he kissed a trail down her was maddening. She could feel his hot breath on her, feel his mouth tickling her thighs. His kisses became more and more targeted, and he slipped a finger inside her, stroking up her slit to tease her.

"Ugh, Branchifer!" She bit out, curling her fist in the sheets. It was already the most turned on she'd ever been, and he hadn't really done anything used the flat of his tongue to lick a hot stripe up her seam, before parting her with his thumbs and focusing on her clit.

His tongue flicked her with precision, making the hottest, wettest sounds she'd ever heard. Every so often, he'd switch it up, sucking her clit wetly, smacking wet kisses to the swollen nub. His hands moved up to her hips to still her rocking, holding her down at the mercy of his ministrations. His tongue dived lower, dipping inside her. He licked her out like he was chasing the taste of her, nosing her clit. She gripped his arms, drawing him back up to her.

He was very satisfied as he layed down next to her while she continued to catch her breath. "I love you Poppy." Branch said kissing her lips for a second. "I love you too. But we're not done yet." Branch looked at her with a confused expression. He held onto to her waist as she sat on him. "Now, Are you a trampoline? Because I want to bounce on you." She growled at him flirtatiously as sunk down onto him while he breathed out in both anticipation and pleasure.

Poppy was tempted to lean down and to run her hands all over Branch's gorgeous body of his, but she refrained, only because she loved this perfect view of him.

Branch though, seemed to have noticed her staring as a devious smirk crawls on to his lips.

"What?" He chuckles, his hands tightening around her waist.

Poppy wanted to open her mouth and retort something back to him but all that manages to slip out of her mouth is a moan. Fuck, he felt so good inside of her. He stretched her out perfectly, and he hit the right spot every single time. It was impossible to form any coherent sentence in front of him. Every time she tried, she'd limp over and turn into a mess.

"Come on, you can tell me," he urges, and she tilts her head back down to look at him and find those perfect lips curled into a smirk. Cocky bastard.

Poppy opened her mouth to say something, but instead fall limp over his abdomen, her arms find themselves over his head. Poppy felt like jelly. How the fuck was she supposed to talk to him?

Branch chuckles. "What? Can't find words as to how good my cock feels inside of you, hmm?"

"Just... hnngh, feels good..." Poppy can't help but lay her head down on to his chest, enjoying the way his cock sends her body into flames. There he was, a piece of burning ember attending to the roaring fire that licked up into her stomach, making Poppy feel like a molten piece of glass in his hands. He was so... Good.

"Mmm-hmm, I know it feels good baby," Branch mutters, kissing the top of her head. "Hey, I know you like laying down on me like this, but how about you sit back up so I can see your beautiful face, hmm?"

Poppy nodded, not bothering to argue with him only because she knew he liked to see her face when she reached an orgasm. Poppy pushed herself back up where she sit up straight, hands attach to his thighs to hoist yourself up.

"That's a good girl, thank you," he huffs, letting out a heavy breath.

Poppy simply have to nod and let out a mused hum, only because she feels like if she moaned she was going to reach her orgasm then and there. So Poppy settled her eyes back on to his body, watching his chest move up and down as he breathes, then letting her eyes travel down over his body to his abdomen and then to his pelvis and then-fuck.

Poppy didn't think this situation could get any more hotter but there she was watching. Watching his cock fuck into her, where it disappeared and reappeared, pulsing inside of her with the lewdest picture she could ever imagine.

There, his perfect dick was covered in her slick and her cum, bottoming out into her and letting it's length come back to her vision.

Poppy couldn't help herself but whimper. "Oh Daddy."

His perfect length looked so good and so sinful like this. Shit. How was he so fucking perfect?

Like the observant man he is, Branch catches her looking at it and he has to squeeze her waist in response.

"You like looking at that baby? Hmm?"

Poppy just nods vigorously in response, not bothering to look up at the cocky smirk she was sure Branch had plastered across his face.

"Tell me. You like looking at how my cock's making you feel? How it bottoms out and fucks you? Hmm?"

Poppy's stomach tightens at his dirty words and she can't help but throw her head back and let out a loud moan, telling him how much she loved having his cock inside of her.

Branch chuckles, "That's what I thought. You and your pretty pussy love my cock."

Stars. The way he talked to her sent searing flames down Poppy's spine. He talked like he owned her-which he did to an extent-and she was loving every bit of it. If Branch were to do anything else Poppy was sure she'd topple over him anytime now.

"Fuck, I'm close. Are you going to cum with me?" He groans, letting his hands squeeze her ass.

Poppy could tell he was close by the way his face was getting sloppier. She weren't far behind either so she nod, feeling that familiar burning flame buzz inside of her.

With just a few more thrusts and moans, Branch shakes and lets out a loud moan where he finally reaches his pinnacle and comes crashing down, where he stills inside of her, letting his hot seed spill there, and soon she's coming down from her high, cumming soon after him, allowing for Poppy's body to fall limp and fall on top of him.

Branch chuckles at Poppy's limp figure, letting out several heavy breaths before kissing the top of her head.

"We should do this more often." What do you think?"