Poppy hadn't seen Branch this intense ever.

The teal troll pinned her against the bedroom door, a sharp pain on her back made itself known.

The Pop Queen couldn't help but to bite the inside of herr mouth.

Branch held her wrists with one hand and aggressively unbuttoned her dress with the other.

This was one of the hottest things Branch could do: be completely, hopelessly devoted to undressing her body and appreciating it in its naked form.

His breathing was quick, shallow.

Poppy wasn't sure what had made him like this but she craved more for him.

Poppy's leg wrapped his, pulling him closer to her as she kissed him passionately. The Pop Queen felt him smirk and cursed him under his breath.

Branch pushed Poppy onto the bed, falling on top of her on the mattress.

Their crotches: flaming hot and meeting, yet layers of clothes apart. The teal troll leaned into Poppy and jerked her chin up, kissing her on the mouth. With her hands free, the pink troll pulled his hair, deepening the kiss.

Branch opened his mouth, surprised by the pain.

Branch's tongue, ever so agile, tickled her ear before being replaced by his teeth.

The Pop Queen felt a slight squeeze on the back of her neck that made Poppy gasp.

Before he could move on to more important parts Branch sucked her neck, trying to leave a mark.

Poppy was his.

Nothing else could prove that better than that bruise and that made Poppy wet as a waterfall.

Poppy's nipples were surprised by his teeth and she arched her back, extra pleasure taking control of her body.

The temperature only continued to rise as Branch sucked on Poppy's nipples, hard and soft, with or without teeth.

The teal troll grabbed her chest and squeezed while his mouth worked on the other nipple. It was driving Poppy to madness.

The Pop Queen craved him inside her more than ever.

"Branch, please..."

Took all the strength Poppy had to beg for him. The teal troll knew what Poppy wanted, it wasn't the first and it wasn't gonna be the last time.

The Pop Queen helped him with his belt. Branch took care of the zipper, not bothering taking the shorts off.

The Pop Queen pulled her dress up, panties to the side and let him enter her.

Branch started off strong, making Poppy moan without having the time to hide it.

The Pop Queen's hands glued to his back and, as Branch thrust more and more inside her, more Poppy craved her nails into him.

Poppy heard him gasp.

The Pop Queen's eyes had been closed until then, all the pleasure coming from all the sounds and sensations Branch was providing.

Yet she couldn't help but to be curious.

Poppy opened your eyes to the most gorgeous sight known to trollkind.

A man, your man. Sweat drops down his face, messy hair and a satisfied look.

And all because of her.

If Poppy weren't wet before, this definitely helped even more.

Branch thrusted hard, then soft, alternating to drive her crazy.

The Pop Queen didn't need music. Heavy breathing and moaning was the soundtrack of their bedroom.

Branch finished with a hard thrust to give them both a great finish. As Poppy moaned and came for the last time, Poppy felt a sense of relief wash over her.

The couple held each other hard for a couple of minutes, while their irregular breath steadied.

The Pop Queen looked up to his face. Branch had a smile, and even with his eyes closed, she saw him looked peaceful and satisfied.

There was nothing else Poppy could ask for. The Pop Queen was glad he also had enjoyed himself.

Branch kissed her hair and petted it before getting up and leaning against the door frame.

"I'm hopping in the shower, you wanna come?"

The couple took turns shampooing each other's hair. It was such a relaxing moment it let Poppy reflect on how lucky she was to have him in her life.

A shower followed by a nap were part of the golden rule post-sex encounter.

The hot water caressed all Poppy's pained and sore spots.