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Stargazing

Hello out there! This is my first fanfiction in literally 13 years and my first outside a Nintendo fandom. This is also my first time using Tumblr as my chosen platform. This story is kind of cliched and all but… honestly? I wrote this one for the sole purpose of having some Broppy adult-rated romance. There doesn’t seem to be too much out there and I thought I would contribute to my obsession.

Am I a terrible person? Probably. But I don’t mind. Hopefully you won’t either. ;) Hooray for my slow transition back into the world of fanfiction!

Stargazing

Summary: Branch is ready to show Poppy he loves her. He plans to allow her to make up for the night he interrupted her song under the stars during their adventure but his plans change drastically once the night takes off.

This work is is Rated E (Explicit), M (Mature), NC-17, or any of those other ratings used by various sites/organizations to tell you NO KIDS ALLOWED.

The story gets off to a slow start, easing into Poppy and Branch’s situation and then it takes off. Adult content is marked in case you want to skip to the “good” stuff. ;)

Stargazing

He had always had a soft spot for her. He tried his best to never let it show; he knew making himself vulnerable in any way would distract him from the threat that still lingered outside his door.

However, he was beginning to think that his growing feelings were an even bigger threat than the dreaded Bergens once were.

Every invitation to a party, every interaction with her provided him an opportunity to feel even just the slightest bit of comfort. All those times she made sure to personally invite him to a party were times he treasured. Her spirit was so amazing to him. When everyone else was willing to accept that maybe he just didn’t want to be happy, she did not give up on him. Slowly, the ice around his heart had started to melt and he allowed himself to feel the happiness she always wished for him to feel.

Now that the ordeal with the Bergens was over for good and there seemed to be peace all around him, Branch had reasoned with himself and decided it was finally time to let his guard all the way down to the one Troll who could bring out his True Colors, the one who made him happy when no one else could.

His Queen.

His Poppy.

She was still his pretty Poppy to him, although she had a new place within Troll Village. As Queen, she made it her personal duty to make sure every Troll was taken care of and was happy. Since moving back to the Troll Tree, Poppy had been quite busy with her new duties. She also had to make sure the relations and the peace treaty with the Bergens was on track so that no Troll ever faced danger again.

She was fantastic at her new role as Queen. Branch could not have admired her any more than he already did yet somehow every time Poppy managed to overcome a hurdle or show another Troll happiness, he found himself falling even more.

Branch had begun to feel different feelings for Poppy throughout their adventure. While he admired her before, that admiration turned to love as he saw that Poppy was not willing to give up on a single Troll who needed help…

… including him.

He wanted desperately to act on those feelings for Poppy, which had begun to take a physics manifestation. He caught himself wanting to be hugged by her constantly, wanting to be in her presence, and wanting alone time with her. They would go on picnics and laugh and hug and talk, but not a word was dare spoken between them about a possible romance.

Tonight, he was planning to surprise her and get that time with her. He wanted more than just a sweet picnic under the Troll Tree. He was anxious and hoping that he was not being overly optimistic, which was still a rather new feeling for him, or misreading the pretty pink Queen’s signals. On more than one occasion she had made a remark about how wonderful of a King he would be to the Trolls since he was right by her side to save them all. He was more than certain she returned his feelings. That hug they shared after Poppy was crowned Queen was not just any hug; that particular hug was one of intimacy and the beginnings of a true romantic bond. Tonight, Branch wanted to seal that bond with his beautiful Poppy.

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Poppy returned to her colorful pod to find an invitation outside her door. This brought a warm smile to her face. Usually she was the one throwing out invitations to any Troll who crossed her path. Who could it be from?

She picked up the envelope and opened it. Inside was a small card and a decent, whole-hearted attempt at the scrapbook format that Poppy was so good at. A smile spread across her pink cheeks as she read the invitation, inviting her to dinner just outside of the old Troll Village. What made her smile even more was who the invitation was from.

Branch.

She quickly pocketed her personal invite and left to meet Branch, following the directions on the hand-cut map Branch made. Just the fact that he spent time making her an invitation got her very excited for the evening ahead.

Poppy had been persistent with Branch. She knew there was happiness inside him. She knew he was capable of being sweet, loving, and kind; he just needed a less-than-subtle push. Finally hearing his beautiful singing voice brought with it more than just her True Colors.

It brought a deeper feeling than she could have imagined. This was not a feeling that was brought on by a casual hug; no. This was a feeling that she knew was going to mature into a feelings with which she was unfamiliar. She and Branch had spent almost all of their time together but made no formal declarations of their relationship status. They simply enjoyed their time together and, at least for Poppy, tried not to overthink things. She did slip into the occasional daydream of sharing a sweet kiss with her handsome friend but she would quickly shake out of it, wanting to preserve their friendship.

After the ordeal with the Bergens, Poppy’s colors seemed a little brighter than they had before. This was because instead of just happiness, her colors were brought back by feelings of intense love and only Branch could bring out those feelings in her.

She didn’t want to seem too eager to see Branch so Poppy tried to control her walking speed and tried not to run to the front of his door. Deep inside her heart she was hoping this was it. She was hoping tonight could be the night things became formal. They had often said “I love you” to one another but Poppy wanted to be able to tell all of Troll Village that Branch officially belonged to her.

While everyone now lived in the Troll Tree, Branch still maintained his bunker. No, it wasn’t in case of an attack on a Bergen this time. He was simply being prepared in case another disaster struck. Weather could be unpredictable and Branch wanted every Troll to have a safe place. It was at this bunker that Poppy met Branch, already waiting for her.

She wasn’t the only one ready for the evening.

Branch embraced his pretty pink Poppy. Poppy nuzzled into him and released from their hug before it became too obvious to Branch that she had been waiting for this invitation for quite some time.

She looked into his eyes. They were brighter and happier nowadays but along with that happiness she saw a desire that was not present before.

“Branch, why here? At your bunker?” Poppy asked with a smile on her sweet face.

“I see you got my invitation,” Branch said, pulling her into another hug. “And see? It’s possible to make one without assaulting someone with glitter.”

“Aw, but that’s my favorite part!” Poppy pulled the handmade card from her pocket and waved it at him, still smiling brightly. “I see you’ve finally taken up my love for scrapbooking!”

“Not so fast, Poppy,” Branch interrupted with a smirk. “I wanted to catch your attention and I figured that was the way to do it. And I will admit it was kind of fun. But no, I haven’t traded in my survival skills for a pack of scrapbook paper. Not yet.”

Poppy moved even closer to him. She couldn’t seem to stop herself from gravitating toward him. She was so ready for where the night may lead them. “I’d like you to teach me some of your techniques sometime,” she said as she circled a finger around his chest.

Branch didn’t want to fight it but he wanted to make sure the evening went as planned. These feelings were harder to control than he had anticipated.

“Poppy, I want to show you something.” He needed to change the vibe before his plan got derailed. He gently grabbed her hand and lead her away from the entrance to his bunker. The new Queen followed him closely, taking in her surroundings.

The two walked for a short distance before approaching a hill, which was covered in bright foliage and flowers. Branch moved the plants aside, revealing a door. Poppy looked at him in surprise.

“Another bunker?” She asked, confused. “You wanted to show me a bunker? We don’t even need these anymore.”

“I wouldn’t call this a bunker. Quite the opposite, actually.”

Branched pushed open the door to reveal, to Poppy’s delight, a well-decorated room that had a small dining table which was already set. In the corner was a pallet on the floor made from blankets and pillows. The best thing about this room, however, was that it wasn’t entirely indoors. The room overlooked a beautiful lake and gave the two Trolls a stunning view of the setting sun reflecting off the water.

Poppy was speechless. “Branch… this is breathtaking.”

“It’s almost as beautiful as you,” the blue Troll said, taking Poppy’s chin in his hands and turning her face toward him. Poppy’s breath got caught in her throat.

The two gazed into each others’ eyes until Branch remembered his well-thought plan for the evening.

“Hungry? I prepared dinner,” Branch said, interrupting her thoughts. “You’ve been so busy lately that I figured you could use a getaway in a quiet place.”

“That’s so sweet of you, Branch.” Poppy said, still breathless.

Branch lead Poppy to the table he had set. On it was a feast of berries, fruits, and treats selected and made especially for Poppy. Her favorite cupcakes were ready for her for dessert, all made by Branch.

Poppy was getting to see a side of Branch she had never seen. She was just starting to get used to his smile and the bright blue shades that made up his True Colors. Now she knew there was so much more to look forward to. All of this was for her. She could hardly contain her excitement as her heart fluttered inside her chest.

The two Trolls sat down to eat and remained silent for a few moments before settling into small talk, the conversations centering around the new things happening at the Troll Tree. Poppy kept glancing over at the setting sun and then back at Branch.

Finally, he spoke.

“Poppy,” Branch began slowly, hoping his voice wasn’t shaking. “I wanted to bring you here tonight so I could show you more than just this beautiful view.”

Poppy was anxious, her eyes meeting with Branch’s in a prolonged gaze.

“Poppy, you make me so happy. I wanted to share this beautiful place with you. I wanted to bring you here tonight so I could… could finally tell you how I feel about you.”

Poppy’s breath once again got caught in her throat as the words she had longed to hear from this special Troll were finally going to be spoken.

“I’m sure you already know, but that poem I recited for Bridget when we were helping her with her date with the King… was for you. Your eyes are so beautiful. Your smile is everything to me. You’re everything to me.”

Poppy slid her hand across the table and found Branch’s. The two held hands and looked into each others’ eyes. The conversation they were having with just their intense gaze was much more intense than any words that could be said.

“Branch, I feel the same way about you. I’ve always felt this way. I secretly hoped you would join me in saving our friends. I wanted to get to know you and I’m so glad I did.”

Branch was moved by her confession. With a deep breath, he decided to cut to the chase. “I’m in love with you, Poppy. When I sang ‘I love you’ I meant it. I want to make you mine.” Branch’s breath was shaky and ragged, as putting himself out in such an open position was still quite new for him. But he couldn’t let this sweet Troll slip between his fingers.

“I’m already yours. I’ve been yours since that day in Bergen Town, when you sang to me. Do you have any idea how special I felt being the first person you sang for after… “

Poppy’s words faded as Branch, still holding Poppy’s hand, stood up and led his Queen by the hand to the ledge overlooking the final moments of the sun’s stay for the day. A perfect place to share their first official moment together.

“You brought my happiness back, Poppy. I need you by my side.”

Poppy wasted no time closing the distance between them, pressing her body against his. The sun was setting beautifully behind them.

“Branch, kiss me.”

Her boldness surprised him, but delighted him all the same.

“Yes, my Queen.”

Something about Branch’s response made Poppy shiver from head to toe, awakening within her the beginnings of a desire she was afraid she couldn’t control.

Branch pressed his lips softly against Poppy’s, just as his Queen had ordered. Letting her body take control, Poppy moved her hands up to Branch’s face and then to his hair, feeling the strands of vivid blue.

Branch shivered as Poppy’s hands explored his hair. He let her; for once in his life he didn’t want control and he didn’t want to be prepared. He wanted to live in this moment with no worry of tomorrow.

Branch intensified their kiss and let his hands pull Poppy to him as closely as he could. Their bodies were pressed tightly together and yet it still didn’t feel close enough for either of them.

Branch’s hands began moving up Poppy’s back and soon his hands were tangled in her hair. The strands of fuchsia and indigo tangled together, twisting around the couple. This act of intimacy that was only shared by two Trolls in love started a fire inside Poppy and before she was able to stop herself, a small moan escaped her throat.

This was all it took. The feelings they had been holding back for quite some time were about to come exploding to the surface. She was ready to light the fire of her passion for Branch.

Branch wanted to respect his beautiful Queen but he felt primal instincts starting to take over. Branch broke off the kiss, trying to catch his breath.

“Branch?” Poppy asked, hoping she had not upset him. She knew he was still getting used to being touched after having isolated himself for so long.

“Poppy, I… I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?”

“I fear losing control with you, your highness.” He thought maybe by addressing her by such a formal title he would come back to reality and remember who he was with.

“No need for such formalities, my future King.”

“What?” Branch asked, making sure he had heard his beautiful Queen correctly.

“You heard me. Now kiss me. And don’t stop this time.”

Branch’s cheeks felt hot as he leaned in once again to close the distance. "Of course. I won’t stop until you order me to.”

[Adult Content Begins HERE!]

Poppy and Branch shared a passionate kiss as Branch instinctively lead her to the pallet which had been made on the floor overlooking the lake. It was in the perfect position to see the night sky and see the sun finally set beneath the horizon. Poppy allowed herself to relax into Branch’s arms and let him take the lead.

“You know, I had originally intended this for star gazing tonight,” Branch breathed in between kisses to her neck. “Looks like I’ll get to gaze at something even more beautiful than the stars.” Branch then overpowered her and laid her down on the pallet, positioning his body over hers. This earned a desperate, breathy moan from Poppy as being in such a compromising position with her love could only mean one thing. His hands began to touch every curve of her body, roaming to places which were once forbidden.

Poppy did not even try to change the situation. She had allowed herself to fantasize about this exact moment on more than one occasion. Yes, she had fantasized about kissing Branch but she also couldn’t help but allow a secret thought to cross her mind, a fantasy of Branch dominating her. Now that it was a reality, it felt so right and she wouldn’t dare tell the handsome Troll to stop touching her. She needed him too badly.

“It looks like you do know a thing or two about romance,” Poppy teased. “You’re doing a good job of warming me up.”

Branch smiled into their kiss as he breathed heavily, his hands shaking as he tried desperately to keep them in a modest location on his beautiful Queen.

“Branch,” Poppy whimpered, sensing Branch trying to restrain himself. “Do you… are you… is this… are we… ?”

Branch smiled softly at Poppy. “You’re so articulate, Poppy. No, this wasn’t my plan but if her majesty wishes this, then I must oblige.”

Poppy reached a trembling hand up to Branch’s flushed face. She stroked his cheek lightly and pulled his body close to hers, wrapping her legs around his waist. “Her majesty wants to be held and romanced by her handsome King. Take me. Now.”

Branch inhaled sharply at hearing his Queen’s request and calling him by such a reverent title. She was being so bold at a time most would be nervous. “More orders, my Queen? It looks like I have no choice but to obey.”

“You’d better obey,” Poppy teased. “I am the Queen, after all. I demand you love your Queen now and don’t stop until she commands it.”

“Mmmmm…. “ Branched moaned into her neck as he placed more soft kisses to her skin. “That’s one order I will have no problem filling.” Poppy’s boldness ignited him. He wanted to lose control, to pull out all the stops and take her. However, he knew Poppy deserved to see the sweet and soft side of him so that was what he was going to deliver.

The two simply began with tender kisses that were getting increasingly more passionate, each waiting for the other to make the first dramatic move. Finally, the bold Poppy moved her hands to remove Branch’s vest. Branch’s breathing sped up as he realized that she was not slowing down as intimacy was what she was desiring. For Branch, it was time to realize that this beautiful Troll wanted him and he needed to push his insecurities aside and let her have her wish. They had both been reserving their feelings for each other and tonight there was no reason to remain restrained. This wasn’t just any Troll he was going to connect himself to. This was the Queen.

Branch decided to advance his movements and reach his hand to unfasten her blue dress, softly caressing her shoulder as he slid it off her. He kissed ever so gently around her neck, planting kiss after kiss, following the flow of the dress. His kisses led him to her beautiful breasts, the dress slipping down off her shoulders. Branch stopped, waiting to see if Poppy would object.

“Oh Branch,” Poppy whimpered, enjoying the feel of the brisk air on her exposed breasts. She loved how she felt so… so naughty. Feeling Branch kiss her breasts while she stroked his hair made her begin to feel hot underneath her skin. Subconsciously, her legs began to part as her body prepared to invite him in. Her hands slowly began to trail down to Branch’s shorts. She pulled at the top of them, teasing him and wanting him to beg her to go further. Poppy pushed her open hips into his, rubbing against his most sensitive and tender spot which had already begun to show signs of excitement for the situation.

Branch’s control was slipping further and further away and soon he found his hand sliding up the inside of Poppy’s panties. He was returning Poppy’s pressure to the pelvis and knew that the message they were sending each other was clear. Branch rocked his hips into Poppy and her breathing became short and labored as she anticipated the touch that was coming next. She was on fire and she only wanted Branch to ignite her passion even further.

Branch nervously moved forward, his fingers grazing the outside of her panties. He placed soft kisses on her breasts as he grabbed the inside of the undergarment and pulled it to the side so he could touch her womanhood. His fingers gently pushed at her already wet opening, Poppy whimpering with anticipation. Feeling that his Queen was so turned on by him gave Branch a bold confidence. Her warmth was even better than in his fantasies. He wanted nothing more than to trust into her with all his might, and not with his fingers.

Poppy’s moaning was becoming increasingly loud as she relaxed into Branch’s touch, craving all of him.

“Branch, please!” Poppy arched her back and pushed her hips even closer to his, feeling the tips of his fingers begin to enter her with her movement.

“Good thing we’re secluded. Of course, it was your shouting and all that dreaded glitter that lead the Bergens to us. If you’re not careful all of Troll Village will know where we are and what we’re doing.” Branch teased her and Poppy smirked, still breathless.

“What if I want them to know?” She asked with a smile, narrowing her eyes and still rocking into his pelvis, grinding into him. She took the top of her panties and pulled them out slightly to expose all of her want for Branch. “What would they all think, their Queen shouting to the treetops? Give me a reason to let all of Troll Village hear that their future King is pleasing his Queen.”

Her words ignited the flames inside him and his eyes stared at her, almost dark. Love was there, but at the moment it was being eclipsed by passion and desire.

He lost control. “Oh Poppy,” Branch moaned with a seductive touch to her hot opening, feeling his length inside his own clothes reach its full tightness. “You’re finally mine, Poppy. Shout it so all Troll Village can hear! Shout for me, moan for me, let them know that Branch is in control of you tonight.” As Branch finished his sentence, he pushed his fingers deep inside Poppy with one forceful move. She winced, a mixture of pain and pleasure as he broke her.

“Branch, mmmm!” Poppy only managed a moan as she felt herself being stretched by Branch for the first time. Dear god, she wanted more. She wanted all of Branch. His fingers felt amazing but she knew that she couldn’t wait. She wanted his length and warmth filling her insides. She rocked her hips back and forth as Branch worked his fingers deep inside her, inserting and pulling out to imitate the movements he hoped he would soon be making with his manhood deep inside of her.

Branch looked into her eyes as he explored her, making sure she was comfortable and checking her fuchsia eyes for any sign of displeasure or reluctance. There was none, and this drove him.

“I don’t think they heard you, Poppy,” Branch said, his roughness once again being displayed. His voice became deep, seductive, and hot. I So much for sweet. “Let me help you. You can be louder than that.” Branch lowered his face next to her sweet opening and gave her his tongue, finding her little button and giving it a long lick.

“Branch!” Poppy panted, her breath getting lost, her body getting weaker and wetter inside his touch.

Poppy then realized that she was so tangled up in her own pleasure that she had stopped touching Branch at the very top of his shorts. She wanted him to feel good, she wanted him to rule her, and she knew she had to push him even further. She slid down the shorts but stopped just before his hot manhood was freed. A devious grin spread across the Queen’s face. If rough was what Branch was used to, rough was what he was going to get.

With his fingers still inside her, Poppy began to sit up and overpower the male Troll. She took hold of his shoulders and forced him backward. She soon had Branch on his back. She straddled him, one leg on either side of his waist, rocked her hips against him one more time, leaning forward for a hard kiss, moaning his name as she yanked his shorts down the rest of the way.

Branch closed his eyes, feeling the air touch his exposed skin as his most private areas were finally revealed. He could feel the heat from Poppy’s wet opening hovering just above him. He was aching to close the distance between them, to push forward and seal their connection. However, while he was lost in longing, the next thing he felt was a warm, wet sensation grace the tip of his fully erect length.

“Your turn. Let me hear that happy shout you’ve been practicing.” Poppy’s tongue circled around, making sure not to miss an inch of him. She worked around with her tongue before stopping to take his entire length into her mouth, her head moving down as she made it her goal to taste all of him at once.

Branch let out a yelp that could easily compete with Poppy’s enthusiastic shouts. Poppy began to bob her head and move quickly with Branch’s most intimate part in her mouth, her hands running over his stomach and chest. She worked with just her mouth, licking and sucking and increasing speed. She then moved her hands down and gave Branch’s hard length a tight squeeze and began to twist and stroke him, up and down. She loved hearing the uncharacteristic noises coming from Branch. She loved the whimpers, the moans, the -

“POPPY!” Branch shouted, more out of surprise than anything. “Please…. Please stop.”

Hearing her name escape his throat made Poppy want to finish him, right then and there, ignoring his plea. But she abruptly halted her motions, lifting her head to reveal fear in her eyes.

“Branch, what’s wrong? Too much? Oh no, you changed your mind didn’t you? You don’t want this, do you? I’m sorr-“

Branch cut her off, his lips crashing into hers. He overtook her once again and ripped her panties down her thighs.

“No, Poppy,” Branch whispered huskily into her ear, his voice growing dark and seductive. “It’s just that I’d rather be inside you when I reach my limit, when I can’t hold it in anymore. I’d rather feel your sweet, sexy body around me, squeezing me tight. I’d rather be fucking you.”

Poppy melted in his arms and she felt her heart stop. His language turned her on to a level she never thought she could experience and soon every hesitation she had was dominated by desire.

“Then what the hell are you waiting for, Branch?” Poppy grabbed his length, earning a passionate moan from Branch. She positioned him at her opening, stroking him. She spread her legs and leaned back, letting Branch dominate her. “Take that thing and fuck me, then. Lets see how hard you can push your big, hot dick into me.”

Branch didn’t hesitate. His Queen’s orders were clear and her naughtiness set him ablaze. Grabbing his manhood, Branch assisted Poppy in positioning himself at her aching entrance and pushed himself in, trying to restrain himself from hurting her. Poppy gasped at the new feeling inside her; hard and deep, as Branch connected himself to her. Poppy was very tense but as Branch continued to increase how much of himself he allowed her to have, he could feel her loosening up and rocking her hips. Branch began to thrust harder, waiting for her to give him a sign that he could lose complete control.

“Branch, baby, please…. I need more of you. I need all of you.” Poppy’s voice was breathless and desperate. “Stop teasing. I’ve waited too long for this. Give me everything!” Poppy spread her legs, granting Branch full access to her body.

“Mmmm…. then it’s my duty to obey.” Branch then kissed her passionately as he thrust all of his length inside her. Poppy moaned into his lips as Branch forced his tongue into her mouth and found hers. He continued to rock her, finally letting her have all of him. Branch fit her perfectly, filling her up. In and out he moved, reaching as far as he could into his Queen‘s depths. Poppy rocked her hips into him and wrapped her legs around Branch’s waist and Branch knew that he could no longer hold himself together. The realization that he was connected to Poppy in such an intimate way made him lose all control of his body. He thrust, each time removing himself almost completely before burying his full length inside her once again. Her fingers were digging into his back, holding onto him tightly as she closed her eyes and lost herself inside his thrusts. He listened to Poppy shout, moan, whimper, and cry out his name as he took her, breaking her innocence. Her passionate moans were increasing in volume and Branch knew that if any other Troll had been outside, there was no question as to what the Queen was doing.

“Branch! Please, god please, harder! I SAID MORE! BRANCH!”

… or who she was doing it with. For a moment he almost snapped back to reality and was scared of what the retired King may do to him if he heard the passionate and sometimes obscene shouts coming from his sweet, cheerful daughter.

No matter. He was enjoying Poppy’s warmth and her moans of approval of his actions. He decided not to worry about tomorrow and focused on making the present moment as passionate as he could.

Branch rocked her faster and faster, watching Poppy’s facial expressions. Her eyes, staring directly into his as they moved together as one, were shining more brightly than he had ever seen them shine. Her already rosy cheeks, flushed with passion for only him. Branch could no longer control himself; Poppy’s sighs and moans, alternating with the call of his name – this was it. Time to give her his all. With one final thrust, the heat and pressure building in his pelvis as he felt what was coming, it was Branch’s turn to shout out his Queen’s name as he released himself inside her. Poppy could feel his warmth inside her and she gasped, loving the new sensation filling her up.

Branch waited for the aftershocks of his love making with Poppy to subside, his length still inside her. He looked into her eyes and could see her adoration for him. He could also see that she was still burning and had not reached her climax.

He grinned, knowing how to fix her. He placed a loving kiss on her forehead, then on her nose, her lips, her neck, her collarbone. His manhood slipped out of her opening as he kissed all the way down until he reached her wetness once again. He could feel where he had released inside of her; it didn’t bother him. He wanted to make Poppy feel the way she had made him feel.

It was time for him to finish the job. With a slight brush of his tongue against her wetness, Poppy screamed. It was so unexpected yet felt so amazing and perfect. Branch worked diligently until his Queen was shouting once again, this time begging him to stop.

“I’m sorry Poppy, but this is one order I won’t obey. Time to take orders from me. Now shout my name as I finish you.” With one trust of his tongue into her, working his fingers faster and faster over her sweet little button, she finally reached her orgasm. Waves of heat and passion washed over her body. Branch quickly removed his fingers from her depths and took hold of his still-hard manhood and giving it a few strokes, he thrust his length inside her a few more times, allowing his Queen to feel ecstasy with him inside her. This gesture alone drove Poppy over the edge. She was so tight that he almost couldn’t rock himself into her; her body’s grip on his manhood was unreal. Poppy felt overwhelmed by the explosion she felt inside. She rode out the waves of her passion for Branch as he held her close. Soon the fire began to subside into relaxation.

“God Branch!” was all Poppy could manage to say, her body still convulsing from her climax. “Where on earth did you learn to… ?”

Branch kissed her gently, nuzzling into her neck. He slipped himself out of her and pulled her close to him, whispering in her ear. “You know when you spend a lot of time alone, you begin to explore things.”

“Oh Branch,” Poppy whimpered, kissing him softly. “This night has been perfect.”

“I really did intend this for stargazing,” Branch said, smiling at her and kissing her back, lovingly. His well thought plan had certainly been rearranged but he knew by this point there was no planning anything when it came to his time with Poppy. “I wanted to make up for that night on our adventure when I didn’t let you sing under the stars. Please finish your song.”

Poppy wrapped her arms around his waist and cleared her throat, letting her beautiful voice ring in the night.

Stars shining bright above you Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you” Birds singing in the sycamore tree Dream a little dream of me

Say “Night-ie night” and kiss me Just hold me tight and tell me you’ll miss me While I’m alone and blue as can be Dream a little dream of me

Stars fading but I linger on, dear Still craving your kiss I’m longing to linger till dawn, dear Just saying this

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you But in your dreams whatever they be Dream a little dream of me *

This time, instead of asking his Queen why she was singing Branch allowed his angelic voice to join hers as they gazed into the night sky, singing to the stars.

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Hello everyone, Sapphire Rose here! I hope everyone enjoyed the story! This is my first fanfiction in the Trolls fandom. I hope you all enjoyed my slow reentry into the fanfic writing world! I hope to write more soon with some original concepts and a few other ideas!

Song credit: “Dream A Little Dream of Me”, written by Fabian Andre, Gus Khan, and Wilbur Schwandt.

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