Poppy loved coming to Branch's bunker the cozy cottage filled with his eccentric treasures. The underground bunker reflected so much of him to her, and the sunset's quieting light seemed to sparkle as it filtered through the windows which were made of dirt. Just like the night's rainbow that they shared just a few weeks ago.

Branch led her through the trap door with his gentle hands, and shut it with a nudge.

As soon as the outside world was cut off from them, Branch pulled her close. The Pop Queen felt the heat from his body, his surprisingly strong arms hugging her tight.

"Poppy," The teal troll breathed against her neck- causing her hair to stand on end. She felt a blush rise to her cheek.

"Yes," she whispered back, her arms reaching up to his cheeks. She cradled them, so soft and warm. His eyes were closed as he relaxed, leaning his head onto her hand.

"I love you so much," Branch said, turning his lips towards her right hand and grazing them across her fingers; speaking so softly against her skin.

"I love you too," Poppy couldn't help but smile seeing him like this. His face was starting to turn red and she felt a very soft tremble in his lips.

"I want to show you how much I love you," The teal troll said. His eyes opened and he looked at her with a mix of nervousness, adoration, and excitement.

Poppy wondered exactly what he meant. They had spent days in each other's company, talking and laughing. Walking on the beach, finding gifts for each other. Enjoying every moment they had together. Branch had shown her his love before, and she felt and understood it.

She paused for a moment, though. Did he mean...

It was at this moment that he grabbed her hand and started leading her towards his bed.

Everything started to click, and Poppy let out a gasp as he gently sat her in his lap on the edge of the bed.

The Pop Queen cleared her throat.

"You mean to make love with me. Right here and right now?" she looked Branch in the eye, her arms laced around his neck.

He nodded nervously with a little exuberant smile and kissed her on the cheek.

"Yes, Guy Diamond told me many things about-"

The Pop Queen pouted. "We'll talk about him later."

A range of expressions crossed his face- a wince, a thoughtful look, and then his eyes lit back up.

"You mean that you'd like to make love, too? Right here and right now?" his hands, which had rested on her waist, started fiddling with the hem of her shirt.

Poppy thought for a moment. She was planning on waiting until marriage, and she knew it would probably be best to wait until then. But, here Branch was underneath her like she'd imagined so many times. The Pop Queen closed her eyes and, taking a deep breath, noticed a hardness underneath her thigh. Branch had a very obvious erection- and now his hands were beneath her top, softly grazing her skin and traveling upwards.

The Pop Queen let out a soft hum, and she came to a quick conclusion. Who knows when they'll get married. As long as she knows Branch is the one for her.

"Yes, I would love to," Poppy said and pushed him down so that he half-lay half-sat beneath her, his shoulders pinned underneath her hands.

It was Branch's turn to gasp. This was not going like Guy Diamond told him it would.

Poppy let him go and began the process of removing her top. Branch moved to help her, but she held him down with her hands.

"Stay just like that," The Pink Troll smiled down at him.

Branch nodded, careful to keep his body still. Poppy took off her top and unhooked her bra, pulling it off quickly. His eyes widened.

"You're so beautiful," Branch breathed, his blue eyes drawn to her bare breasts. They looked so soft- he couldn't help but reach out to touch them.

Poppy playfully swatted his hand away.

"I told you to stay still!" She grinned at him as Branch pouted, balling up his fists in the blanket.

The Pop Queen stood up for a moment, stepping out of her skirt and panties.

Poppy stood before her intended completely naked, and he craned his neck to see her. Branch just barely had a peek at the apex of her legs covered in pale curls before she knelt before him and started undoing his shorts, pulling them off along with his boxers.

The teal troll remained completely still, just like she'd told him to. Branch couldn't see her anymore, in the position she was in, so he looked up at the ceiling.

Then, he felt a soft, warm lick from his balls to the tip of his cock."P-Poppy?" came out of his mouth as he shuddered with pleasure.

"Mmhmm?" Branch craned his neck to see the top of her head above his pelvis, licking and kissing him with sloppy lips while she held him firmly with her left hand. He felt the heat of his blush spread from the tips of his ears to his shoulders and chest.

"Um," he squeaked out, "that feels really nice."

The Pop Queen paused and looked up at him with a smile.

"Good."

Then, Poppy turned his legs so that he lay all the way on the bed, and climbed on top of him. She sat on his belly for a moment, considering what to do next. Branch lay in shock, continuing to stay still as she had bid. He felt her heat and wetness through his thin vest and let out a groan. Surprised at the noise that came out of his mouth, he felt a renewed flush spread across his cheeks.

Poppy decided to slowly remove his vest, with care and kisses. Then, off came his tank top underneath and she rearranged his hair around him in a halo.

"Perfect," The Pop Queen said as she looked down at her handiwork. Branch looked like an angel, blue and pale. His eyes shone in the soft evening light. Poppy touched his cheek softly with her right hand. He looked up at her, silent and reverent.

"You know," The Pop Queen said, raising herself up a bit and reaching behind her for his cock, "I know a little bit about love making as well." Branch looked up at her with a bit of surprise and maybe pain.

"Well, only from books. And, from touching myself," Poppy lowered her eyes momentarily before locking eyes with Branch again. She'd never told anyone what she'd done at night, dreaming of finding her true love.

The Pop Queen guided the tip of him into her opening and began to lower herself slowly and carefully. Branch watched raptly, his eyes glued to where they were beginning to be joined. She'd stretched her own hymen long ago in her frustration and loneliness– but the width and length of her own fingers was much different than the sensation she felt right now. Poppy felt so perfectly filled with his warm hardness.

The teal troll was fully inside of her now, and Poppy closed her eyes for a moment to enjoy it. Then, Branch couldn't help but buck his hips– instinct took him over. Feeling her all around him without any movement made him feel frustrated. Poppy placed her hand flat on his chest and reminded him– "Stay still."

Branch nodded, fighting his urge to touch her breasts, to fuck her sweet and slow.

Then, she started moving up and down on top of him, using her strong dancer's leg muscles. Poppy grabbed his long, black hair with both hands, pulling it like reins as she rode him. The teal troll watched her breasts bounce, felt the pressure on his scalp, and most of all, felt the sensation of her warmth, her wetness, her tight pussy squeezing him. Milking him for all he was worth.

Poppy stared at his face as she did this, watching him close his eyes and part his cherub lips. She could tell he was enjoying being ridden as much as she enjoyed riding him. His hands let go of the blankets and moved to gently hold her hips and rub her thighs up and down. Poppy didn't make him stay still this time– she liked the feeling of him holding her.

The Pop Queen let go of his hair and started stimulating herself as she continued to move up and down– one finger on her left hand circling her clit and her right hand on her nipple, pulling it into a peak. Twisting and pinching. Branch's eyes opened as she let go of his hair, watching her as she touched herself.

"I can do it," he said. "I want to help."

"But you're so beautiful, lying there beneath me. Just watch me, ok?" Poppy smiled down on him as he nodded.

She was close to her climax. Fucking herself on him, watching him struggle not to move, looking down at him beneath her, the steady pressure on her clit, it was all too much for her. The Pop Queen stopped her movements all at once and felt herself squeezing him, coming on his cock. Her eyes closed and she saw white.

Poppy collapsed onto the bed on her side, and Himuka turned to face her. She grinned at him and said "Thank you."

"For what?" The teal troll whispered. "I didn't do anything…" a slightly troubled look crossed his face.

"Thank you for being perfect," Poppy said.

"But you're–" he began, and she cut him off with a finger to his lips.

"You're perfect," she said again. "And it's your turn now."

Poppy reached down and held his dick firmly, starting to pump it a little as she moved to kiss him. She felt him try to protest against her lips with a muffled word, but then his lips yielded to the kiss and she slipped her tongue into his mouth entangling it with his.

Branch breathed in quickly through his nose– she was surely going to be the death of him.

Then, Poppy had an idea. Her self explorations had been very thorough and she wanted to try something on him.

With her other hand, she instinctually squeezed his balls and firmly caressed his taint. Then, she found his opening and slowly began to insert a finger.

Branch broke away from the kiss with a gasp as she entered him. The Pop Queen froze, looking at his face to see his reaction.

"Is it okay?" she asked, breathily. For some reason, Poppy found herself even more excited than when she was riding him. Her heart was racing.

"Y-yes. I… I want you inside of me, too," Branch said with a shy look on his face. The pink troll nodded, acknowledging his request.

"Can you keep kissing me?" Poppy asked him, and he quickly complied. She resumed pumping him with her right hand and exploring with her left. Soon enough, she found a different texture inside of him– a nub that was squishy yet firm. Intrigued, she touched it with a light pressure. Branch made a grunting noise in her mouth the second she did.

"Was that ok?" she asked again, breaking the kiss.

"That felt amazing," Branch gasped, his eyes closed. The Pop Queen could see the beginning of tears dampening his eyelashes. "Please, keep doing it," he whispered.

Satisfied, Poppy began caressing the nub she'd found, while continuing to fuck him with her hand and kissing him deeply. He started fucking her hand back, his hips moving jerkily. The teal troll began to feel a pressure building, something overwhelming and huge. Like nothing he'd ever felt before. They both continued their movements, quicker and harder.

"Ah! Poppy!" he cried out as he came, Poppy catching his cum with her hand as soon as she realized what was happening.

Branch's heart was pounding, chest heaving. His breathing was quickened and his eyes wild. The pink troll smiled, proud of herself for giving him his first orgasm.

"I love you," Poppy said, giving him a peck on the cheek before getting out of the bed to go clean up.

"... I love you too," Branch gasped, rolling onto his back, dazed. He watched her back as she left, her perfect milky pink body still entrancing him.

The Pop Queen returned shortly, climbing back into the bed and pulling him close. Branch's heart was still beating quickly though his breath had slowed a bit.

Poppy held his head to her breast and he took several deep breaths. The Pop Queen began playing with his hair, wrapping it in her fingers and tugging it softly. Branch looked up at her with a worshipful look of pure adoration. They stayed like that for some time, before making love all over again.