Poppy's sitting on her bed next to Branch, who's sleeping curled up to her. She look at him and decide to take a shower in the downtime.

Poppy goes into the bathroom attached to thier room and looks at herself in the mirror for a second.

Poppy's hair is a bit greasy, she's got black eyes from lack of sleep, and teeth marks on her neck, just starting to fade out. She yawn and get undressed, throwing her clothes onto the floor before turning the water on and jumping in the shower.

Poppy just enjoying the water when Branch comes in, stumbling a bit from the light. He looks at her, squints, and turns the lights down.

"Good morning love," he says as he turns away to splash water on his face.

"Morning," Poppy says, letting the water run over her face. After like, 3 minutes, Branch jumps up on the counter and sits on it, facing her. "What's up?"

"Nothing much," Branch says, still drowsy. "Wondering what time it is and if we have to do anything today."

"Last I checked, it was 1:30, but that was about 10 minutes ago. I don't think we've got anything going on, and if we did, we probably missed it, since it's past noon." Branch rubs his face with his hands and pulls his cheeks down to reveal his bloodshot eyes. He yawns before taking off what little clothing he had on.

"Can I join? Might as well use the water if it's going down the drain."

"Sure." Poppy moves over a bit and he gets in.

"Just realized I probably should have asked before I started taking my clothes off," he says. Poppy laughed a bit and give him a peck on the lips.

"How come you're so tired?" Poppy asked.

"Not sure. Maybe I'm dehydrated or something."

"Well, your eyelids we're pretty pale. Maybe you're iron anemic," you suggest.

"Just another reason you should let me eat you out while you're on yer rag," he says with a total pokerface. Poppy just laughs.

"For now, not happening."

"One day," Branch says, giving his best grin in his current state. It comes out toothy and a bit wop-sided, but his eyes tell the story.

Branch moves out of the water and Poppy slide back in, letting it run over her. She lays your head back and the water drums on her chest and neck. Branch starts massaging her head and running his fingers through her hair, being careful not to tug. She lean into him a bit.

"You didn't have to do that, my love," Poppy says.

"You're stressed, that's why you've been standing with the water hitting her back for ten minutes. Don't talk, just feel," Branch says as he gently scrapes her scalp with his nails. He kisses her shoulder and lightly presses his body to her back. "We've got to get clean before we can be dirty," Branch whispers on her neck.

Branch guides her forward and washes out the shampoo before quickly washing his own hair. Poppy goes to repay the favor, but he doesn't let her. She conditions her hair while he's rinsing his.

He let's Poppy back in the water and soaps up a sponge. He kisses her neck and shoulders from behind while washing the front of her body and slightly grinding into her ass. Poppy hums as he nibbles her jawline a bit.

"Was the bedroom door closed?" Poppy asks.

"Yeah, I closed it before I came in," Branch answers. Poppy turns around and face him while he washes her back. She kiss him deeply and he follows. He slides his tongue into her mouth and their tongues dance as he pulls her in closer and she slide her hands down to his ass. Branch sighs into her mouth and pushes Poppy up against the wall, his hands moving to her hair. Branch grinds into her crotch and she does the same to him. His hands move to her thighs and he slips a finger into her slightly spread legs, rubbing her clit. Poppy moans softly and pull him closer.

"D'ya want this?" Branch asks on her lips.

"Yes," Poppy breathe. Branch steps back from his lover and into the water, his front still exposed to her. He runs his hands over his head and down his body to his semi-erect member. Branch starts cleaning himself, putting on a bit of a show for her. Poppy watched as he massages his balls and rubs his head and shaft under the water. He watches his hands working, then rinses himself completely before going back to you and spinning the showerhead so it's over the two of you.

Branch immediately sticks his tongue in her mouth and starts grinding again. He slides his hands down to her thighs and lifts her up, propping her there with his leg. His now fully erect cock is pressed against the top of Poppy's thigh and she looks down for a second to see. The familiar veiny snake greets her as Branch slowly opens her cunt's lips and slides his wood over Poppy's clit and grazes the opening of her vagina. Poppy cried out and lean her head back against the wall as Branch sucks on her neck. Branch pulls back and slithers his cock back to her opening. He gropes her sides and boobs, sucking and pulling on her nipples with his mouth.

After a few more thrusts, Branch takes his leg away and guides Poppy onto the bottom of the tub. He takes the showerhead out of its holder, puts it on the highest setting, and shoots Poppy's clit and pussy with it, the hot water running over her entrance. Poppy moans and she back arches a bit. Poppy spread her legs and rest her feet on the sides of the tub to give him better access and he flicks to spraying her asshole. Branch rubs her inner thigh and gets up to put the showerhead back.

Branch gets back down and places his head between her legs, nibbling on Poppy's inner thighs and breathing on her heat. The water drums on his back as she look up and meets his eyes.

"Please, Branch," you beg.

"Please… What?"

"Please give me your tongue." Branch smirks and dips his head down and she feel his tongue swipe across her entrance. Poppy lays her head back down and he sucks on her clit. His tongue darts in and out of Poppy's pussy, flicking her g-spot occasionally.

Branch lifts his head and pulls her down to him before climbing on top of her, the water running over her asses. Poppy wrap your legs around him and he enters her, his thick, throbbing wood sliding in her tight pussy. Branch thrusts slow at first, gaining speed the more Poppy contorted her body from the waves of pleasure he was giving her.

Poppy contains her moans as she leaned forward and nibble on his ear, earning a groan from her lover. His breathing is hoarse and he pushes her back down to the tub floor and kisses her hard. Poppy's mouth is filled with the metallic taste of blood and Branch licks her lips, laping up the small amount of blood from her split lip.

Branch lifts his head, still laying on Poppy, and arches his back to hit the one spot inside of her he knows she can't get to on her own.

"Ah! F-fuck Branch! Sweet Cupcakes! Oh babe!"

"Cupcakes can't save you now," he says, sporting a classic evil grin. "I suppose you could scream louder. Maybe then it'll stop by…" he says as he thrusts hard into her sweet spot. Poppy can feel her muscles tensing and the bubble building in her stomach as he pounds away at her sex.

"B-b-bra-an-nh I'm clos-se- Ah! Harder! Fuck!" Branch grins and sits up, lifts one of her legs over his shoulder, and penetrates her even deeper. He moans loudly as he clutches to her raised leg for dear life, his cock twitching inside of her clenched cave. His hips start stuttering with the choked sounds leaving his body. His nails scratch up Poppy's leg as he tries to find a part of her to steady himself. He hits her spot again.

Before Poppy can warn him, she was pushed over the edge and her orgasm crashes down. Poppy's back arches and she scream his name and Branch tries to hold her convulsing body down as his cock fires into her, coating her insides with his jizz.

After a few seconds, Branch pulls out and leans against the side of the tub to watch her combined fluids seep from her hole. Poppy stays on the floor with her head back and back arched when she feel the water once more wash over her sex. Poppy looks down to see Branch cleaning her up, then puts her head back again.

Branch turns the water off the couple continues to cuddle and make out for a while.