Queen Poppy's sleeping with her back toward Branch on her right side and wake up to the feeling of soft, light kisses on her neck and shoulder, almost making a pattern, playing around. The Pop Queen opened her eyes and letting them adjust to the soft sunlight streaming into the room through the crack in the curtains. Poppy turned around and look up, catching Branch staring at her intently. Full of admiration and love.
Poppy grabbed his shirt and pulled herself closer to him, still sleepy. The teal troll's arms automatically comes around her body, caging her into his warmth. The Pop Queen hasn't stopped admiring his features and more precisely, his teal eyes. As in a trance Poppy lifts her right hand and caress the side of his face, she removes his hair out of his eyes and just gaze at his eyes ~~they are so vibrant and beautiful~~ Moving on automatic pilot, Poppy raised her head slowly and gently leave a kiss on Branch's left cheek. The Pop Queen lets it linger for a few seconds and enjoy the moment, then she returned to her previous position and lock eyes with Branch again.
All this while nothing has been said, because for this moment they don't need words to convey the message. The air has become thick with adoration and want, need~ blocking everything else out. Then Branch lifts his hand and combs it through Poppy's messy hair, exposing her face entirely, and cups her cheek. Suddenly he exhales deeply as if losing his patience and joins his lips with Poppy's. Eyes closed she moved her lips in sync with his soft ones and melt into the kiss. It starts out slow, but full of passion, both of them letting out contented sighs here and there.
The rhythm picks up and Branch moves Poppy's so that she's half on top of him, legs tangled together. The Pop Queen feel teeth nibbling at her bottom lip and exhale letting out a satisfied sound. The teal troll then licks the place he nibbled on and Poppy opened her mouth giving him access, letting his tongue explore and play with hers. Poppy has one hand still gripping his shirt and the other tugging on his hair. Both so into the moment, they wish it could last forever.
At last the couple simultaneously pull away, in need of air, both out of breath. Not wanting the moment to end yet, Poppy pecking him on the lips and leaves her forehead rest against his, breathing in his scent. The Pop Queen locks eyes again, still basking in the moment, Branch's radiating happiness and fulfillment and love, Oh so much love. She could feel it in her bones, this love shared between them.
Even though no words are needed, for the pink troll can read Branch's every expression by now, Branch still speaks in a soft, low morning voice. "I love you", he says. Cupcakes, she loves his voice like this. The Pop Queen moved back a bit to have a better view of his face and smile. Branch seems to follow her movement and presses a heart-fluttering kiss on Poppy's forehead before moving back. The Pop Queen could actually feel her own heart making a leap out of her chest, after all this time nothing has changed. Branch exhales contentedly. "I love you", he repeats. By now his smile mirrors her own. "I love you too", The Pop Queen replied. Branch's arms, still safely around her, tighten slightly and the pink troll rest her head on his chest. Branch starts humming a song while cuddling Poppy and she realized it's one of her favorites. And it would be for a while.