Branch thinks he might enjoy Poppy's lazy kisses the best – the way her movements are languorous as she shifts against him to get her hot mouth on his throat (Branch has a feeling that she seems to love sucking on and kissing his throat, especially his Adam's apple, and Branch has no idea why that's such a turn on, but it clearly is); the way her mouth slides across his bare, sweat-slicked skin (the weather's warm and their love-making has been vigorous this morning, to say the least); the way Poppy's teeth graze over the pulse point in his right wrist before she plants a series of lazy kisses up his arm. Branch couldn't get enough of Poppy's lingering touch.
"You taste good," The Pop Queen murmurs as she nibbles a path along his shoulder.
"Mmm." He's too sated for actual conversation. He's just lazily trailing his fingertips up and down her arm (it's Sunday morning, okay, and they're having a weekend away to celebrate both their days off– laziness is practically mandatory, like the makeouts and the sex).
The Pop Queen mouth trails down his chest, pausing long enough for Poppy to suck on each of his nipples in turn, which makes him utter a low groan of pleasure, then her lips drift lower, pausing a second time so she can kiss the hip dents on either side of his body, then the pink troll lightly grazes her teeth over his balls.
"Poppy!" The teal troll gasps, startled into speech.
Poppy chuckles, a truly filthy sound. "I did say you tasted nice," she observes, then wraps her lips over the end of his half-hard cock, and slides her mouth down its length. Branch groans again – rather more loudly.
"You'll be the death of me," he mutters.
Poppy smirks up at him, her mouth full of his cock, and Branch's not sure how he doesn't instantly come at the heat in her clear magenta eyes.
The Pop Queen releases him once he's fully hard, and the teal troll feels a lot more awake now – which was probably her intention.
"What am I supposed to do about this?" Branch asks, gesturing at his rampant erection.
The Pop Queen smirks as she shifts back up the bed to lie on her side beside him. "What do you wanna do with it, Branchifer?" she asks.
"I'll show you." The teal troll rolls her onto her back, then moves over her to show her.