Branch was just a troll of many talents.

One skill that he has perfected over time was the use of his tongue.

He needed it for obvious reasons, but the things he did with it sent chills all throughout Poppy's body. Like when it slipped passed her lips and danced against her tongue during heated kisses. Or when it slid against her pussy in teasing strokes and flicked her clit whenever it made contact. Poppy was practically slime in his hands.

This time was no different.

"Branch, I can't..I..hah…ngh!" The Pop Queen breathed out as nothing but moans threaten to leave her. Poppy was a mess and he was loving every minute of it. She writhed against his tongue, trying to move her hips upward to meet his skilled strokes but his firm grip on the pink girl hips made it really difficult.

Poppy felt a stir in the pit of her stomach as a warmth started to form between her legs.

She was so close.

Branch moved away from his "work" to gaze at Poppy's flushed body as the pop queen panted heavily through swollen lips. Poppy felt the frustration rise within her at the loss of contact and let out a small whine.

Branch chuckled as he left small kisses along her inner right thigh.

Branch was doing this on purpose. Teasing her until she couldn't hold out anymore and just when Poppy think he's done, he'll dive back in like starving mad man.

In a way, Branch was starving. Starving for Poppy's touch and the sweet sound of his name passing through her lips in a way that can only be heard by him. Branch wanted to consume Poppy.

This was what happened every time he went on tour with Brozone. Weeks sometimes even a month of not seeing each other made it hard for him to contain himself. All of that pent up energy after a show combined with missing you like crazy was torture.

Phone sex and desperate hands could only do so much.

Poppy looked down at him through half-lidded eyes, ready to give the man an earful for leaving her wanting more, when she felt Branch bite down on her inner thigh. It wasn't hard enough to hurt, but she did let out a surprised squeal at the sudden feeling. Poppy glared down at her soul mate, who had a sinful smirk playing across his lips that were still coated in her juices.

"Sometimes I think you're really trying to eat me." Poppy says as she watched him pepper the bitten spot with kisses. Kisses that she knew weren't going to fix the tingling sensation against her pussy once her thighs were pressed together.

The Pop Queen could already see herself in desperate need of Branch every time her thighs brushed against one another, the memory of this moment etched onto her skin. This was something to make sure Poppy never forgot about the teal troll that could bring her to her knees with just his lips alone.

As if you ever could forget.

"Its your own fault for being so delicious." Branch laughed and teasingly nibbled on Poppy's other thigh.

Poppy giggled and squeezed his head between her thighs watching as Branch smiled at her through squished cheeks. There was a faint look of innocence in Branch's face as he looked at her. Just as Poppy were about to comment on how adorable he looked, Branch bit her again forcing the pop queen to release him as another squeal escaped from her lips.

"Suffocating between your legs is definitely how I want to go." Branch crawled his way up your body leaving wet kisses along the way. Once he makes it up to Poppy's slightly parted lips Branch leans down for a quick kiss. He reluctantly pulled away, his lips barley touching hers.

"However, I have three weeks of absence to make up for." Without giving Poppy a chance to respond Branch slides his tongue into Poppy's mouth thus restarting their heated make-out session from earlier. Poppy could taste herself faintly on his lips and she wasn't sure if it was because of her lust filled desires, but she could see why Branch found her so addicting. The taste of her on his tongue was intoxicating.

The pop queen felt his hand slowly move down her stomach making its way between her legs. Poppy gasped against his lips as she felt his fingers start to draw light circles slowly around her clit.

Tonight was definitely going to be a long one.