#I’m PJ starved ok. I will always beg for more.

[livingfandomly]

I will say, for the second season, please please please give us more episodes??? Or make the episodes longer??????? I LOVED the first season to death. Literally. But I do want more time as each season comes because the books just expand so much and if they continue the show with different perspectives then that means we need SO MUCH MORE TIME so that (a) essential scenes don’t get cut down and (b) we, as an audience, can experience new scenes and povs to their fullest extent. PLEASE. Just give us more time.

[whet-ones-write]

Bokuto and Ushijima with Plus Sized S/O headcannons

＼(★ ^∀^★)／ First headcannon post! YAY!! Thank you!! I’m so excited to start writing this!!! I hope these aren't too OOC ;; Totally not my biggest fear for my first post LMAOOOO

THANK YOU

@anulbeads

​ - I’m going to be aiming for a post every day! Warning: NSFW Mentions, Oral, and power usage?

First up . . .

Bokuto Kotaro;

★ This man loves curves and isn’t ashamed to state it loud and proud to the whole group. He loves that he could hold you and squeeze you and not fear of crushing you with his strength or muscles. 

★ His favourite thing about you? For sure that you have an ass that he could just squeeze and just could not keep your hands away from it. He loves to slip a hand into your back pocket as a sign of possession and to secretly grasp a handful whenever you are out and about. 

★ He loves to bury his face in your chest when you cuddle close at night. When sleeping in the same bed he would happily have his head tucked under your happy to be completely enraptured in your warmth but if he was cuddling you his arm would bring you close to him and want to be the big spoon.

★ He would at LEAST once a day say how good you looked, or compliment you on one piece of clothes you wore. That dress? Hugged your curves just right. The high heels? Jealous that he would now have to be the one to lean up to kiss you but makes your legs look STUNNING. Pjs? It absolutely has to be BOOTY shorts that just ride up that define that fine ass you know it drives him crazy and he knows you do it purposely.

★The fact that you aren't afraid to eat despite how you are makes him love you even more. He loves his meat and you’re rather meaty yourself -winkwink- But even so he loves a girl who isn’t afraid to love food like he does and always encourages you to eat with him, and if you were scared to? That’s ok! He still wants to make sure that you’re never going hungry and is acutely aware of your habits and will pick up when something isn’t right and will normally be the first time when he knows something is off is when you’re not eat like you would. 

★ He loves the fact that there isn’t much of a height difference. That at any random point he would just lean down and capture your lips in a quick kiss before laughing it off with pink cheeks. And if anyone was staring at you? He would make sure to posessively display that you are *his* and HIS alone. 

★ On that note he would actively state that he loved the way you looked and wouldn’t want you to change because of others but because you wanted to and would help you in any way he could. 

★ Also he would instinctively always look for you whenever he was in a game, or on the court. Like that’s another reason why he liked your size it was because you were easy to spot and never wanted to miss a reaction to you when he got a point or won the set for the team. 

★ And if you weren’t there, he would go into emo mode instantly for at least the first bit of the game. He didn’t want to try his best when you weren’t there but he would soon snap out of it when he saw the team losing and / or struggling to get the sit because he knew if he lost you would be sad and he didn’t want you sad. 

★ Also your thighs are another weak spot for him, wear thigh highs, a skirt and no panties? OHHH BOI THIS MAN IS D-E-A-D. He would eat you out like a man starved and almost begging to be crushed between your thighs and he’s not ashamed that he also orgasmed at least once from oral that he gave to you while you squeezed his head in between your thighs, pulling on his hair and crushing him.

Ushijima Wakatoshi;

★ He’s a big guy and everyone is surprised when he officially introduced you to the team as his girlfriend but he then would proceed to scold them for being immature that they based you right off your curves and looks right away and ADAMANTLY defend you to the end of the earth. He had and would never be so chatty as when he’s defending you calmly explaining why he loved you and what he loved about you right to the smallest detail. 

★ He’s over the moon that you’re not only strong and large it meant that his arms never felt empty around you. If you were smaller he would fear breaking you like glass but because you are you, he knew he could hold you and lie on you, using your thighs as a pillow on rides home or relaxing with him on the couch without that fear. 

★ If you were the first one to wake up or be the one cooking breakfast or dinner he would happily walk up behind you, trapping you between the counter and wrap his arms around you waist. Leaning down to whisper sweet nothings in your ear, pressing you or just trying to be sweet and talk about your day.

★ He would be the one to wrap his arm around your shoulder as you walked, showing you off to the world and happy to hear you talk about everything and nothing at all as you shopped. 

★ Make me change my mind but he’s totally a boob kind of guy. He would love nothing more than to come home from work and nestle his face in your chest, so soft warm and to hear your heartbeat would send him off to sleep in no time. 

★ Wear some soft and silky lingerie and he wouldn’t even bother talking, he would just take your hand and drag you into the bedroom because hot damn you looked so sweet and innocent which he would have to just ruin

★ Couldn’t find anything in your size in shops? No problem! He would make sure he would get them custom made for you and in the colours he loved and designs you both liked. So then it’s special to you and made only for you. 

★ He loves the fact when you do bed with him that when he thrusts that he could see the power in what he did, seeing your whole body move and that it is him doing it. He knows he has power and loves it knowing you won’t break like most and that your body can just take him astounds him every time.

★ Hell always comfort you though if you ever felt secure, making sure to kiss and love each both that you felt insecure about. Scared you're too large?

 “Just more for me to hold and love” 

Don’t like your legs?

“But they’re strong and full of power that keep up with me like no one else can” Don’t like the extra skin around your neck?

“It’s all the more for me to mark and possess, stating to the world silently that you’re mine and you have trouble hiding that fact”

[laylascoldcoffee]

Coffee and Cum...

The smell of bacon drags you from your sleep, the sunlight making you squint as you lift your head, confusion clouds your sleepy brain at first then you remember he's home, smiling you sink back into your warm pillow.

You take your time getting up, you're not sure what he has planned and you don't want to ruin any surprises, you go slow in the bathroom freshening up a little and pulling your hair up into a messy bun, your still in panties and a vest so you throw on a pair of PJ bottoms and make your way down to the kitchen

He sees you round the corner and greets you with a huge smile

'morning love'

Returning his smile you place yourself in his arms, tiptoeing up to meet his lips

'good morning baby' you say as your lips part 'somthing smells good' you glance round seeing a full fry up in the making

'been busy' he says his hand landing on your hips

'you hungry' you giggle turning back to face him a hand tangled in the ginger curls at the back of his head

'absolutley starving' he replies as his hands move down to cup my ass pulling me flush against him as he attaches his lips to my neck and trails soft kisses from my ear down to my shoulder

'mmm' I moan 'my baby's always got such an apetite' tilting my head back and round as his lips move across to the opposite side mirroring his earlier trail

'can you blame me when you look like this' his hands on my ass squeeze and lift dragging me up over his hardening cock, his mouth swallowing up my gasp as his lips work mine softly

My grip in his hair tightens as I groan against his mouth, pushing my core harder against him as his hands squeeze and massage my ass, I'm lost in his kiss, the way his lips move against mine, the way his tongue swirls around my mouth tasting and caressing every inch, hot breath exchanged as we gasp in the breaks, I dont feel his hands move to start with, my focus is on his mouth not feeling him glide up over my waistband and down under the material, the moment I feel his hands against the bare skin of my ass I gasp 'ed..'

he nibbles at my lower lip 'yeah..?'

He rests his forehead against mine as his hands massage me, lifting my ass separating my cheeks making me groan outloud

'i missed you baby'  I say hand sliding down over his cheek

'i missed you too' he says turning his hand to kiss my palm 'so much..'  he adds forehead resting back against mine as he continues to play with my ass cheeks pulling me impossibly close against him trapping his hard cock between our bodies, rocking and lifting me by my ass so I grind over his length

'fuck I missed you' he all but growls attaching his mouth back on mine, his kiss is hungry, messy.. breathless, he breaks away 'i need you so bad' he groans looking down seeing me pressed hard against him as he slips one had down and round between my legs ghosting a finger over my opening making me moan out

'fuck ed..  I need you too baby..' I gasp as his finger plays with my pussy, lightly dragging back and forth gathering up my wetness

'always so wet for me'

'always so hard for me' I reply grinding against him

His nose brushes against mine as he places a kiss on my lips 'spin round for me' he says slipping his hands out of my bottoms

I spin in his arms my ass lined up with his cock pjamas the only barrier, his hands pull at my hips grinding me against him

'need you please baby' I gasp reaching back to his waistband and tugging, he gets the message and pulls his bottoms the other side so they pool round his ankles, he's grabbing at mine next, shoving them down with one hand whilst the other puts pressure on my back, a silent bend over

I step forward slightly, my hands grabbing the worksurface in front of me as his fingers dance over my slick opening, rubbing circles over my clit warming me up for him

'ed please.. I need you' I beg glancing back to see him, his eyes locked on his own hand guiding his cock towards me, he looks up and smiles, a slight nod, I push back towards him giving him all the answers he needs gasping loud as I feel his cock glide over my pussy

'god I missed your pussy almost as much as I missed you' he says as he strokes himself back and forth over me

'so wet and so ready for me' he growls as he lets his tip slip inside

My mouth drops open, no sound comes.out as he slowly bottoms out in me filling me fuller than I've ever felt

'fuck Baby..' he groans out 'just as tight as I remember'

His hips pull back slowly and then re enter at the same pace, he takes his time, slowly fucking in and out of me as I gasp and pant clawing at the worktop

'more baby..' I turn catching his gaze

'need more..'

His fingers dig into my hips as he pulls me back sharply as he thrusts forward, slapping skin rings out as I groan 'just like that..'

He thrusts sharply again.. then again and again, filling me up fast and hard, I can already feel the warmness spreading, it's been so long since he's fucked me like this I knew I wouldn't last long

'faster ed.. please...' I beg and he picks up the pace bringing one hand round Infront of me

'you missed my cock baby?' he asks as his finger makes contact with my aching clit

'yeesss' I screech out as he starts to circle

'you missed me fucking you huh?' he grunts

'mmmhmm' is all I can manage as he adds pressure to my clit

Feeling the knot unravelling I reach round and grip at his wrist that still holds me in palace, digging my nails in him I screech out as my orgasm approaches

'fuck ed.. right there... Please....'

He keeps his pace steady pounding my pussy hard and circling my clit perfectly and my orgasm hits hard, every nerve on fire and burning pure pleasure making me shake all over

'fuck... Fuck... Oh fuck...' is all I can say coming down from my high, his thrusts slow a little letting me recover, his hand moving from my grip and pushing my vest up my back and placing sweet kisses on the revealed skin as I get my breath back

'you ok baby?' he asks as his lips ghost my back

'oh I'm good' I say turning to smile at him 'so good...' I add as I clench down around him watching as he tips his head back and groans out, sweat coating his neck, cheeks flushed red..

Suddenly I'm filled with hunger, I need to taste him, I pull forward his cock slipping from me as his head snaps back down his eyes wide unsure of what's happening

'i need to taste you teddy' I say as turn and sink to my knees a smile starting at his mouth

'be my guest' he grins down at me as my fingers wrap around his coated cock, hand sliding easily up and down his length, I lean forward and slap his cock against my flat tongue  as his hands find their way to my hair firm against my scalp

'been so long since I felt your mouth baby' he groans as I slide my tongue down the underside of his cock, running his cock along my face as I trail back up letting my tongue flick against his tip a few times as my hands stroke firmly pulling moans and groans from his lips

'baby.. please.. I'm already close from your pussy.. I need your mouth..'

Not one to deny him I wrap my lips round his tip hollowing out my cheeks as I travel down the length of his cock, taking him all the way in breathing deep through my nose staving off the gag I hold him deep for a few seconds before starting my ascent, flicking his tip a few times before repeating my descent once again, his grip tightens in my hair and I feel his hips start to slowly thrust forward, glancing up at him our eyes lock and I stop my movements, a lifted eyebrow and cock filled smirk tells him he's free to fuck my mouth however he wants and boy does he want too

'so fucking good for me baby' he groans as his hips start moving, sliding his cock over my tongue deeper and deeper each time

'fuck.. baby.. got me so close..' he groans as I  increase my suction, he stills at the back of my throat and I feel him throb against my tongue, knowing he's about to cum I take over, my movements firm and fast sucking him in deep, tongue flicking all over him as As I feel his cock twitch and spurt thick streams all over my tongue

He groans out loud, grunting through his orgasm his hands tight in my hair keeping me close to catch his release which I willingly take, fuck I've missed his taste..

I wait for him to loosen up on my hair before I release him from my mouth, wanting him to ride it all out, I swallow the remaining cum in my mouth looking up at him to see him totally wrecked, face red and sweaty and a blessed out look in his eyes as he tries to calm his heaving chest

He reaches for my hand to help me stand, ever the gentleman I think as I capture his lips and kiss him softly

'welcome home teddy' I say as our lips part

'now where's my breakfast, I've worked up an apetite' he laughs loud and hard

'me too baby, me too' his smile wide

'you want some coffee?' he asks leaning down and placing a kiss on my neck

'mmm Hmm, coffee and cum, my favourite breakfast' I giggle

Laughing he replies 'coffee and cum, the breakfast of freaks'

Laughing I slap his bicep, 'oi, it's you im a freak for so no teasing'

'im such a freak for you too baby' he says one hand at the back of my neck stroking sweetly as he places one kiss on the end of my nose and swats my ass with his other hand 'now go clean up and I'll reheat the breakfast...'

[roogerriffic]

Love to Hate - Chapter 12

3 weeks later, it’s the beginning of December. Its crazy busy at work because in the 4 weeks before Christmas, people want elaborate cakes for Christmas parties and also New Years. That’s the celebrity world, almost every party requires a huge cake. There’s huge amount of figurines that need to be done in preparation for these cakes, we have to complete these on top of the orders that are due beforehand. I have been doing huge days, as well as taking my work home with me. I haven’t been spending anywhere near as much time with Seth as I would like. After a huge day at work, I finally get home at 3am. By the time I wind down and ready for bed, its 4am. I go into my room to strip off for a shower. As soon as I walk into my room, I notice Seth is fast asleep in my bed. I just smile, he looks so peaceful. After my shower, I get dressed in my pj’s and get into bed and snuggle up to him. He stirs and puts his arm around me, then falls back to sleep. My alarm goes off at 7am, I allowed myself a little bit of a sleep in because I never got to bed until 4am. Seth wakes up to it as well.

He groans “Don’t think you are getting up, you go back to sleep”

I protest “It’s crazy busy at work, I have……”

He cuts me off “No, you have to look after yourself”

I start to get up. He gets stern “No, you are not going to work yet”

“Seth, I have to go”

He asks “I waited up until 2am for you, you still weren’t home, what time did you come to bed?”

I mumble “4”

He says “That’s just crazy, I have put myself in hospital because of exhaustion, I can see you doing the same thing if you keep doing what you are doing”

I snap “I’m getting up and going to work, there’s nothing you can do about it” I add sarcastically “What a great surprise seeing you turned out to be”

His face looks concerned now “Please, I beg you, don’t go in yet. Get more sleep, I’m worried about you. I’ve been there, it’s horrible, I just don’t want you to go there as well”

I think for a while.

He says “Please”

I sigh “Fine”

He sighs a huge sigh of relief “Thankyou, now lay back down, I will go and get you some breakfast before you go back to sleep”

He gives me a peck on my lips before getting out of bed and walking out of the bedroom. He returns a while later with my breakfast, he even made me a coffee. It doesn’t take me long to eat, I was starving because I was doing what I normally do, live of energy drinks, coffee and cigarettes. Seth hated it. He would always go that extra mile to make sure I was at least eating. He would never listen to me when I tell him “I’m not hungry”, he would actually get angry with me. Every time he did make me eat, I would eat the whole meal, so that would probably be apart of the reason he doesn’t listen to me. After I finish eating, I settle back down into bed. He cuddles up as close as he can to me, puts his arm around me. I fall asleep pretty quickly. When I wake up, Seth is not there. I look at the time, its 3pm. I panic because I should be at work now.

I cuss myself “Fuck you idiot”

I quickly get up and get dressed into my work clothes. I race out to the kitchen. I see Seth. He notices me in a fluster trying to get myself out the door as quick as possible.

He says “Babe, slow down”

I snap “Easy for you to say, I have to go”

He says “No you don’t. Don’t get mad at me, but I made a phone call to your shop. They told me they are fine, they are all over it. So relax, take the day off”

I glare at him. How dare he interfere.

Laura walks into the kitchen she must of overheard Seth talking to me, she says “Don’t take it out on Seth. I told him to make the call. I am worried about you too, not just from a friend’s perspective either, from a Dr’s perspective as well”

I glare at her now

She laughs “You will get over it. One thing I have noticed is Seth is actually making you eat, something I haven’t succeeded with”

I give Laura a fake laugh. I walk back to my room to get away from Seth and Laura. As I expected, Seth follows me.

Seth says “Babe, don’t be like that please”

I raise my voice “You had no right to do that, Laura didn’t either”

He says sternly “If I can help it, you won’t be putting yourself in hospital, you should be thankful you have people that care about you”

I groan out in frustration “You don’t get it”

He raises his voice “I get it, I know all to well the position you are in, but your health is more important. You have a more than capable team, don’t think I’m going to apologise or give in on this one, If I could do it over again, I wouldn’t do a thing different” He calms down, steps in close to me and puts his arms around me. He says “How about we watch a movie, just relax and spend time together without fighting”

I nod my head slightly. He kisses me softly then pulls away. I kiss him and slide my tongue into his mouth. I am suddenly in the mood. He breaks the kiss, he smiles.

He says “No, you are relaxing, that also means no sex”

I raise my eyebrows at him, I ask “Really?”

He confirms “Really”

I tell him “I’m going to make you regret that”

Sounding cocky he says “You won’t”

I slide my hand underneath his the waistline of his jeans and boxers. He grabs my hand and takes it out of his jeans and boxers.

He laughs “Nice try”

I smile “This isn’t over”

I put my arms around his neck and suck gently on his sweet spot, he moans softly, I suck a little harder. He lets out another soft moan.

He says “Don’t for one second think that this is working”

I stop sucking on his neck and start to walk to the living room. He follows me

He says “I was enjoying that, why did you stop?”

I smirk “Well if you want more you know what you have to do”

He replies “I’m going to stand my ground, you aren’t getting any”

We go in to the living room, we cuddle up together on the couch with a blankets over us as the movie plays. We hear a knock at the door, Laura races to get it. I already know it’s the dickhead because that’s the only reason she races to get the door. Once she lets him inside, they come into the living room. I roll my eyes. I get up off the couch. Seth grabs my arm before I can walk off.

I tell him “I’m not staying in the same room as him”

He says “Just relax babe”

I say “I can’t relax with him in the room”

He tells me “Get your ass back on the couch” he pulls on my arm until I lose balance, I fall on top of him.

He rests his back against the arm of the couch, lays his legs out straight on the couch either side of me. I relax my back into his chest. I pull the blanket over us.

Justin asks Seth “What do you see in her again?”

To my surprise, Seth stands up for me. I wasn’t expecting it because he’s been friends with Justin for a long time.

He snaps at Justin “I’m not putting up with that shit. I’m not going to let you put shit on Ash”

Justin says “Ok, man, don’t be like that”

Seth replies “You would be the same if I asked you the same thing about Laura”

Laura and I look at each other, feeling a little bit awkward. I don’t think she was expecting Seth to react either. I already knew I meant something to Seth, he has proven that time after time, but when he reacted like that towards Justin, it made me feel that I was so much more to him, like he was protecting me.   Justin didn’t say anything back to Seth, which I’m relieved about.

Seth whispers in my ear “I have your back” I couldn’t help but smile. I have always had my own back because no one else had it. I got used to it, and now I have to get used to Seth protecting me. I actually found it a small turn on. We still had the blanket over us, so I could still try and get Seth in the mood without Laura or Justin catching on. I grab Seth’s hand and slowly slide it down my belly towards the waistline of my pants.

Seth whispers in my ear “I don’t think so, I meant what I said” he kisses my cheek

Frustrated I say “Dammit Seth” Justin and Laura heard that, I didn’t mean to say it loud enough for them to hear.

Laura laughs “Do I want to know what that’s about?”

Seth says “No, you don’t”

She replies “I think I already know, just go and get it out of the way”

I say to Laura “That’s not going to happen, he’s holding out on me”

Laura smiles “I am just going to leave that one there”

Seth says to Laura “That’s a wise decision”

It’s 10pm now, Seth is staying the night again. We are lying in bed, I try one final time to get some. We are in close to each other cuddling. I start softly nipping his neck. I get shut down immediately.

He laughs “While I would love more of that, I am still not giving you any”

I snap “Fuck off, you are so mean”

He laughs again “Get a good night’s sleep tonight, I will give you some in the morning”

I say “I’m getting up early, you won’t give me any”

He smiles “It took all my will power I had to not cave today, I am positive you will get some”

I tell him “I will be waking you up, you better not back out”

He says “I won’t back out, now go to sleep because I am. Goodnight” he kisses me softly.

I say “Goodnight” I get myself comfy cuddled up close to him. He wraps an arm around me. I slowly fall asleep.

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[thebabrs]

Babr Part Deux

At 37 weeks and 1 day pregnant with my second child, a white Jeep full of teenage boys made a left turn into the setting sun and crashed into our car innocently going through a green light on the way to Target. Neither car was going that fast so no one was really hurt, but the front of our GTI was totaled, airbags had deployed, Paolo was scared and crying and I had some gnarly bruises forming on my safely buckled belly.

The ambulance came and I had to be taken to a trauma ER because of how far along I was and the bruising. Ultrasounds and blood tests showed that both baby and I were ok, but we still had to stay overnight for observation. I barely had fallen asleep by 1am and was abruptly awakened by beeping and nurses rushing in with oxygen masks because the baby’s blood pressure had suddenly dropped. Things normalized quickly but I didn’t really fall back to sleep after that, just counted down the minutes until PJ could come back with Paolo and bring me home.

Fast forward to 38 weeks and I woke up feeling like I either had severe night sweats... in just my lower half, or I had just peed myself. But I didn’t smell like pee and I didn’t really feel sweaty. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was going on, so I cancelled my 9am Best Butt Ever class at the gym (even preggos gotta work that booty) and begged PJ to take me in to the hospital to check before he left for work. I never made any false labor runs with my first pregnancy so I felt like I had a free pass to be over-cautious this time. I was full prepared to be called out for wetting my pants and sent right back home.

I explained the situation to the nurse in Triage as I put on the hospital gown and she took my vitals. She kind of nodded her head and said it’s always ok to come check but yeah, most likely I’m just another pregnant lady peeing herself. There was a test that resembled an at-home pregnancy test pee stick that would show if infact there was amniotic fluid leaking and we waited a minute before the nurse glanced at the stick and started to say something. Then she stopped and looked again. Then she walked over by the window, where the light was better, and asked PJ, “Does that look like a line to you?” Yep, it was positive. “Well, nevermind, you’re not going anywhere!” She laughed and PJ and I just stared wide eyed at each other.

My water had technically “broken” but I wasn’t in any kind of labor yet. I had zero contractions and was still pretty much the 2 cm dilated and 50% effaced I was at my ob/gyn appointment the day before. My doctor had predicted it would happen in the coming week, and I had written in my journal that I was wondering about April 2nd. Well, April fools on me - this baby was coming now. We waited a few hours for my body to start contracting on its own, but since I couldn’t remember exactly when I first felt the leaking we didn’t want to wait too long. Eventually, I had to get Pitocin and while I was totally freaked out by the horror stories I’d been told about the pain of “induced” labor, the nurse assured me that it was no more painful than unassisted labor. It’s just when you start to have contractions at home they usually start slow and build up and you’re in the comfort of your own space and a little distracted. With induced labor you’re just waiting focusing on those contractions to just ramp right up from the getgo. And they did. PJ has taken Paolo home to pack up some stuff for us. We had no one lined up to watch him, so armed with an iPad and lots of snacks, the little guy was in it for the long haul with us.

While they were gone, I’m not sure if it was home or just wandering around the hospital getting lunch, I got an epidural. The contractions were getting serious and as the nurse helped me sit sideways on the hospital bed and the anesthesiologist worked on my spine I felt a whoosh of water and that dang slow leak seemed to burst like a south swell hitting the HB pier. I remember apologizing profusely and laughing but also crying and then just being very grateful for the drugs.

When the boys came back, PJ was pleased to see I had the epidural (insert eye roll) and Paolo was wary of all the things I was hooked up to. He was loving the hospital and the snacks and the attention from adoring nurses but was noticeably distant from me. He was still nursing to sleep and sometimes for comfort at this point, but had zero interest in me or my boob. It was nice to see him so happy and having fun, but I was kind of sad he didn’t seem to need me.

PJ worked on his laptop, Paolo watched the iPad and napped, I think the nurse gave me a plain turkey sandwich at one point which I thought wasn’t allowed but I ate it because I was STARVING. There was nothing good on the staticky TV. (I remembered the television being much nicer with Paolo.) Some dumb movie, maybe with Melissa McCarthy, was on and I recall thinking I don’t want my baby being born to “Tammy” (or whatever it was) and then being relieved when reruns of the Office came on.

It felt like it took forever for my cervix to kick into action. Hours between 3cm and 5cm dilated. I think I had been hovering around 6-7 cm for a while when I started to suddenly feel pretty ready to go. The nurse came in to check again but was in the process of telling me just relax and it’ll happen eventually when her eyebrows popped up in surprise and she told me that wow, yeah I was basically at 10. The doctor rushed in, having been out at some event for her own kid (definitely not expecting to see me so soon) and PJ came to my side. Paolo was back on the iPad in ignorant bliss as I started to push and at 19:08 he had a beautiful, tiny, 6lb 11oz baby brother.

This was Good Friday (and truly it was great) but while every one was trying to rush us out by Easter Sunday, we were worried about leaving too soon. We’d barely stayed one night with Paolo and once we were home we realized he had jaundice and ended up having to go to a different, much less nice hospital for his 24 hour blue light treatment. We also hadn’t exactly decided on a name yet, much to the dismay of the intern, volunteer, assistant(?) who kept coming in every hour trying to get us to complete the birth certificate. Paolo had already been telling people for weeks that his brother’s name was “Enzo” so we were kind of stuck with that, but the middle name had eluded us. We texted friends and family members, frantically googled name meanings and combinations. Finally we decided on “Philippe,” (“fill-eep”) it was a beautiful French name, (like my own, Celeste) it started with the strong “Ff” sound I had been drawn to (I had considered Frank, after my great-grandfather, or Fisher, an ode to my surname which means “fisherman”), but when it comes down to it, we named him after a sandwich. Philippe’s is one of the oldest restaurants in Los Angeles and most likely originated the French Dip. It’s a really cool spot and the food is solid. Coincidentally, Philippe emigrated from France to the US via Buffalo, NY (PJ’s hometown) before moving to LA. Regardless, it was Enzo Philippe. We brought him home and everytime I think I know anything, he still surprises me, just like we surprised all those nurses along the way that day. Motherhood is just the best, hardest, wildest ride.

[im-abanana]

Trolls fanfiction: “Light Blue Sky, Pink Bright Flower” [5/5]

I finished it. I finished it! Man, this was a VERY LONG chapter, but I did it! :D Well, as you can see this is the last chapter of this story, I hope you liked it. From now on, I’ll work on Caged Hearts (I’m writing the next chapter in these days) and on another fic based on an AU (not mine, I’ll tell you when the first chapter is ready). 

Little note: I accept requests from now on, if you’d like (Fluff, Angst, Smut, Romance, Adventure, everything!) and if you enjoy my writing, I would be happy to accept your requests (to “train” my English and have fun). But hey, if you don’t wanna, I guess I’ll focus just on those two fics! Bye, and enjoy this last chapter!

Warning: Smut in this chapter (r18)! 

[Chapter 5]:

Darkness. Pain. Noises. Strange odors. Cold. All those annoying and unpleasant things greeted Branch when he woke up from what he believed was just an horrible, neverending nightmare. “What happened...? Where am I...?” he thought with effort, rubbing his sweaty forehead with an hand, not feeling really well. “Ugh... I feel sick... I-I need to get a towel, a bucket or something like that.”.

But when he tried to get up from a strange and not-very-comfortable bed, a sharp pain in his waist made him growl loudly and lay down again, in pain. “Ouch, that hurt like hell!” he whined softly, looking at his now exposed, grey chest and seeing... “What!?”.

A scar. A big, red and fragmentary scar on his injured and aching hip. The survivalist, lost and confused, weakly looked around, trying to stay awake: gurneys, beds, medicines, bandages, sterilized items, a couple of nurses... “The infirmary, of course. They must have taken me here after the fight against that giant mantis. But... where are the others? Are the kids ok? Are the Trolls ok? Is Poppy ok-”.

“Branch...? Branch! Oh, thanks goodness, you're awake!” a familiar, secretly loved, yelling and happy female voice interrupted his worried thoughts, and a warm hand caressed his bigger one. Poppy was there, right next to him, with a very tired face and dark circles around her bright pink eyes. She was visibly tired. “Doctor! He's awake, come here!”.

“Yes, yes, I see that Princess Poppy. But please, please, keep it down! There are other patients here, and they need to rest too, just like your friend.” a serious and professional Troll walked next to the royal and loud girl, looking at Branch with illegible but kind eyes. “Hello Mr. Branch, I am the doctor who operated you. How are you feeling today?”.

“I... I'm pretty fine, I guess. I'm lucky to be alive, aren't I?” the grey boy replied, trying to look smug and cool, sitting on the bed and groaning out his frustration. “Ok, maybe I'm not totally fine: my hip hurts. A lot.”.

“Well, that's perfectly understandable, sir. The cut was very deep and yes, you're lucky, very lucky to be alive. But no need to worry, your life is safe now.” the doctor smiled, checking the fresh wound and the guy's body with a stethoscope, hearing his slow heartbeat. “Very good, very good, all normal. I'll give you a medicine, to ease the pain a little. Two times a day, after breakfast and after dinner.” he said, placing a vial full of pills on a night table. “Now lay down and rest, I'll see you again tomorrow morning at dawn.”.

“Wait, could I go to my bunker, instead? I'm feeling great, I just wanna go home now.” Branch asked with his grumpy tone, hopeful, shifting between the blankets and pillows. “Let me go, already... I need to collect more sticks and leaves for the winter, clean up my house, wash my clothes, have a shower and eat something because I'm starving...”.

“Absolutely not! You need to stay here for at least five days. You are very debilitate now, and going out in this condition is far too dangerous.” the expert refused, shaking his head and forcing Branch down again. “But the day after tomorrow you can try to stand and walk, with someone's help, of course. I'll ask the nurses.”.

“I'll help him, I wanna do it!” Poppy guaranteed with a little and excited sound, looking a bit childish, fixing her messy pink hair and yawing. “Yawn... I mean, can I?”.

“You can, Princess Poppy. But be very careful.” the doctor nodded, giving her his permission. “You should rest too, go home and get some sleep. You've been here for two days, never resting or stopping, and as you see your friend's fine now.”.

“Nah doc, I'll just sleep here, on the mattress you gave me. I deeply care about my subjects, no Troll left behind.” the royal female grinned with limitless energy, sitting on a poor, uncomfortable pallet and putting her pink and green pj on, covering herself with a blanket. “Thanks for everything doctor, and goodnight.”.

“Fine, but don't tire youself too much. Goodnigh Princess, goodnight Mr. Branch.” the man simply said, then he walked away, willing to take care of his other patients.

“You stayed here with me while I was sleeping, night and day, Poppy. Why?” Branch asked after a few moments of silence, looking at his Princess with incredulous blue eyes. “I mean, for two entire days? Without resting or stopping?”.

“Yeah, pretty sure I did. I do not look great right now, do I?” Poppy smiled with fatigue and exhaustion, rubbing her throbbing temples and sighing softly, her teary orbs semi-closed. “But don't mind me. And Branch, why are you asking me this? I care about you! After the surgery you... well, you didn't wake up. The doctor and I were afraid you were in coma, and he said you wouldn't wake up. I... was scared to lose you, to lose a subject that became a hero to everyone. You almost gave your life to save those children, and I'll never, never forget this. That's why I stayed.”.

“... I'm not a hero. I did what was right.” the survivalist said weakly, gripping the Princess' smaller hand a little tighter, touched by her sweet and caring words. “But you should keep the kids away from the forest. It's far too dangerous. I'll set traps this winter, to push away the predators. But I can't do all the job, you know.”.

“We'll be more careful from now on, I promise. I had a discussion with my dad about this, and we'll take action as soon as possible.” the pink female assured, laying down on her “bed” and smiling for the last time, too tired to keep speaking. “Now let's sleep a little, tomorrow will be a very long day for both of us.”.

“Yeah, we should, you're right.” the grey male agreed, covering himself with his blanket and laying his heavy head down, on the pillows. “And Poppy, thanks again. I really appreciated what you did for me.”.

The royal and always happy Troll, with her beautiful and bright eyes shut and before finally falling asleep, replied with a soft tone: “Don't mention it, Branch. Goodnight.”.

…

“Woah, woah, woah! Easy there, and don't even think about running!”; two days after that night, Branch was driving the Princess crazy, trying to stand up too quickly or to walk around the infiermery for too long. “Branch! Sit down for a moment and breathe, you're gonna tire yourself too much! Your wound is still fresh, stay still for a moment!”.

“I told you, I feel great! I just wanna move my legs a little, preferable without those bothering crutches. I can do it, trust me.” the proud survivalist told her, crossing his strong arms and refusing her advices. “I know my body better than you do.”.

“No, you can't. And now use those crutches, or I'll make you!” Poppy threatened the grey and dull male, helping him and supporting his hefty form with her arms. “Ugh... and Branch, you really should start dieting. You're crushing me with your fat belly!” she joked then, chuckling and snickering loudly.

“Umpf! It's not fat, it's muscle. You should train your body and hair, instead!” Branch defended himself, grumpy and offended, looking away and pouting. “I'm not fat.”.

“Pff, muscle, sure, sure.” the royal girl rolled her pink eyes, amused and resigned, breathing the fresh, morning air and smelling the flowers. “Ahh, I love playing outside in the grass! When you'll be able to run and stand by your own, come and play with me and the others! It's very fun, and the kids you saved will be there with us, too!”.

“No, Poppy. I'll pass, thank you.” he refused right away, shaking his head and huffing, a little weary. “This accident was enough, I almost died, so no playing outside and risking my life for me.”.

“Oh okay, if you don't want to I understand. After all you risked a lot, indeed.” Poppy replied, deep in thought, focusing on a colorful butterfly that was flying right in front of them. She smiled after a few seconds, following the insect's movements with her excited eyes: “But don't think I'll give up on you! Next time, maybe...”.

…

Four days after the delicate surgery, Branch had an unexpected and rather unpleasant surprise: a visit. Their visit. “Mr. Branch, mr. Branch!”.

“Oh, no. Poppy, tell me you didn't invite them.” Branch pleaded, shocked, looking at his spiteful and satisfied companion with praying light blue eyes. “Please, I'll do anything, just please-”.

“Ok kids, let's give a big hug to our beloved Branch! But be careful, he has a big scar on his hip now, go easy!” the Princess proposed, letting her noisy and curious class in. “And hush, keep it down, there are some other patients and they all need to rest!”.

“Hello mr. Branch! How are you?” a little, orange and green girl asked with a sweet voice, crawling on the survivalist's bed and sitting right next to him. “Did it hurt when the mantis hit you? Were you scared?”.

“Oh, oh, mr. Branch, Princess Poppy told us you have a big scar on your belly! Can I see it? Can I touch it?” a yellow and red boy begged, jumping happily and excitedly in front of the grey male.

“Thanks for saving me from that giant monster, mr. Branch! You are my hero!” the little girl he saved jumped on his lap, hugging him tightly. “When I grow up, I wanna be brave and strong, just like you!”.

“Poppy, please, help me... take them back, you know I hate kids!” Branch whined softly, trembling and seeing annoying and nosy children running and screaming everywhere. “You're doing this on pourpose! They surrounded me, please, control your class... Poppy, I'm begging you!”.

“Eheh, sorry Branch, not this time.” Poppy just laughed, swinging her elengant hips jokingly and shrugging her smaller shoulders. “I see that you guys are having a lot of fun together! Well, now I really need to go, I'll be back in an hour or so. Have fun in the meanwhile, Branch!” the royal girl said goodbye to everyone, exiting the infiermery and jumping happily outside.

“Poppy, no! Get back here, right now! This is not funny! Poppy, I know you can hear me, so get back! Poppy! Poppy! POPPY!!! HEEEEEELP!!!”.

…

“Well mr. Branch, I'm really glad to say that you are fully recovered and ready to go home.” the doctor smiled warmly, offering his gentle and kind hand to the survivalist, who had a strange and unusual smile on his grey face. “Just remember: don't run, don't tire yourself too much, take your medicine, drink a lot of water and eat healty food. Oh, and you should start dieting: you're overweight, so try to eat less meat and more vegetables.”.

“PFFF!” Poppy snickered loudly, covering her mouth with and arm to contain her increasing laughing. “PFFF... Told you it was fat, Branch.” she whispered in the tough male's pointy ear.

“Umpf...” the dull and boring Troll growled out loud, ignoring her stupid comments and shaking the expert's hand. “Thank you very much doctor, I... will take care of myself.”.

“I know you will, or at least I hope you will. Well, have a nice day... or evening, both of you.” the professional man said, nodding, turning his back and heading towards an injured Troll. “Bye.”.

“... Eh, I guess it's over, you can finally return to you hidden bunker, safe and sound and free as the wind!” Poppy shouted after a moment of silence, punching Branch's right shoulder with energy and content. “It wasn't so bad, was it?”.

“I survived, I can't say that I liked it... especially the kid's part. That was a nightmare, I couldn't sleep or even breathe because of you and them.” the grey and dull boy replied without emotion, rubbing his now slightly aching shoulder. “And control your energy! You punched me.”.

“Aaaanyway, I need to ask you something.” the Princess suddenly became serious, strangely serious, and that worried Branch a little. “Come with me, to my pod. I think we need to... talk. About that night. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about.”.

“Y-yes. I think I know what you're talking about, and this time you're right.” the survivalist blushed heavily and sighed, remembering what happened between them just a few nights before, rubbing his sweaty nape and neck. “We need to talk.”.

…

“T-to talk, uh? Well, that's an interesting way t-to have a chat.” the grey survivalist moaned, now fully naked and looking at the girl seated on his lap with lust and desire. “You are a liar, Princess of the Trolls. And a greedy person, shame on you.”.

“I didn't lie, I really wanted to talk! It happened and, in my defense, you are loving it.” she licked the back of his ears slowly, savouring the moment and his strong smell, then she started to gently grind against the male's crotch, willing to start their intercouse. “Less talking, more action.”.

“Ehh, just wait a second, Poppy.” Branch gently stopped her, holding his own, injured hip as he sat down on the bed, right in front of her naked and beautiful female body. “You know, having a fresh wound doesn't help me, it still hurts a bit. We need to find a good position that allows me to... uh, how can I say that...? You know, thrust without damaging my hip more.”.

“Oh, yes, yes, of course. I get it, we'll be very careful in that case, no worries.” Poppy just smiled with a lot of self-confidence, looking at the red scar with slight sadness and concern in her bright eyes. She used her right index finger to caress its lenght with consideration, sighing as she did so. “What if I ride you? Would that be okay?”.

“No. I don't think so, you'd crush me or you'd scrape your thighs against the wound, I don't wanna risk. Also, I don't think missionary could work, my pelvis is not strong enough right now.” the grey Troll shook his head, thinking about it with attention and rubbing his chin. Suddenly, an interesting idea came to his sly and always-prepared mind. “I've got an idea, I'm sure it will work. Have you ever heard about spooning?” he asked then, blushing a lot and looking away, too embarrassed.

“Umh, no. Not really, but it seems intriguing.” the excited Princess answered sincerely, rubbing her sweaty nape and neck. Her delicate form was shiny right now, her hot and intoxicating sweat covered her fluffy skin and her body was aching with anticipation and need. “What is it?”.

“Well... It's a sexual position, I read it's very good for a slow and caring round.” the survivalist explained professionally, his ears droopy and his expression embarassed and kinda uncomfortable. What an awkward situation, man... The boy cleared his throat before speaking again: “You... you should lie on one side with knees bent while I lie with my front pressed against your back: that way I could thrust slowly and kindly inside of you, and I could also stimulate your breasts and clit with ease, and... well, we could even cuddle during the whole process, if you'd like.”.

Princess Poppy remained silent for a few seconds, seeming a bit stunned by the informations, then she smiled widely and hugged her partner tightly, happy and content. “Yes Branch, totally! Why are you asking!? Come on, I love to cuddle!” she nodded with great joy, caressing his tough and muscular body with her soft and skilled hands. “Very well, we have a deal and a perfect plan! So, shall we? I'm more than ready down there.” she proposed, laying on the soft bed and lifting one leg with grace, showing him her most intimate and wet part, tempting him with a lustful grin. “Come on, inside of me! I... I can't wait much longer, please...”.

Branch licked his dry lips and joined the excited future Queen in a blink, spooning her and taking hold of his hard member, getting it in position and rubbing it against her moist slit for a moment, making her mewl and moan against his chest. Gorgeous. Then, with a fast and maybe too rough movement of his hips, he sank into her warmth completely.

“Ow! That hurt!” Poppy groaned loudly with her pink eyes open wide and teary, feeling a shock of pain in her groin area (and especially in her now very sensitive womanhood), and she kicked the survivalist's legs on instinct, trying to push him away. “B-Branch, ouch! Easy there, not so fast! You hurt me, be a bit more gentle!”.

“Oh gosh Poppy, I'm so sorry! Sorry, sorry, I should have had more control over my body! I didn't mean this.” he immediately apologized, pulling out just a little and nuzzling her neck and cheeks in a kind and worried way, sometimes kissing them. “Did I hurt you that bad? Do you want me to stop? I can pull out if you need me to.”.

“No, no, no, everything is ok. That doesn't even hurt anymore, don't worry, probably I was just scared or tense.” the royal Princess reassured the grey and grumpy Troll, sighing and tilting her head back to look the boy in his light blue eyes. “You know, it's just... that took me by surprise and you're well-endowed down there, so please, please, go a little bit slower...” Poppy requested with a comforting wink, pushing her pelvis against the survivalist's, taking him inside herself one more time at a lazy pace and with an high but muffled moan. “There you go, see? I'm totally fine. Now you can start to thrust and move, if you want.”.

“No, I'll let you adjust, you need to. And I also want to make it up to you, in the meanwhile.” Branch replied with an alluring whisper, getting closer to the Princess' warm form and using one hand to brush her wet and slightly hairy female opening, searching for her sensitive and hidden nub. “This will help you.” the young male added, kissing her cheek softly and starting to draw circles around her now visible clit, sometimes thrusting towards it with his soaked fingers.

“Y-yes... Branch, faster with your h-hand...” the royal and always happy girl lifted her slim leg more, exposing herself without modesty or decorum (what a Princess, the dark guy thought...), moaning loudly and grinding her slim hips against the very welcomed touch, with her eyes shut and a very satisfied smile on her face. “C-come on, what are you waiting for!? Thrust already! I'm ready, just start moving!”.

The dull and pretty injured survivalist rolled his light blue orbs and just smiled and laughed inside: unbeliavable, she really was a greedy one! “Eager tonight, aren't you? Shouldn't you be a calm and restrained Princess, all cupcakes and rainbows?”.

“Not with t-the entertaining things, like singing, hugging and dancing.” Poppy replied with a loud huff and a low groan, licking her lips and resting her head against her partner's fluffy chest. “And I am enjoying this so, so much. And I would enjoy this even more if you just gave me some action right now, please. You're moving like a glacier.”.

“Alright, alright, jeez you won! You're so impatient....” Branch snuggled against her nape, licking it to taste her strong smell, and caressed her slender belly with his other, callous and bigger hand, positioning himself in a more comfortable spot, between the pink and blue pillows. “... as always, after all.” he concluded, grinning, thrusting himself deeper inside of her warmth with a growl and then, after a few seconds, he started to kindly move, rocking his aching pelvis as she requested.

“Mhh finally, a-about time...” the Princess rejoiced, instantaneously gripping the male's grey and muscular arm tightly, to support herself and trying to suppress her increasing moans of pleasure. Branch's underground bunker was isolated and soundproof, there you could make all the noises you wanted, but her elegant, pink pod was in the middle of the tree, right next to her father's, so they had to be very, very quiet and fast this time. “That's what I was talking about, B-Branch. D-don't stop!”.

“I'm not g-gonna stop, don't worry. Just relax.” he reassured the pink female, cuddling her thorax, waist, forearms and thighs with great care, love and affection, caressing every inch of her soft, perfect and scented skin under his incredibly gentle touch. The survivalist suddenly felt her writhing in his arms, a pair of beautiful pink eyes locked into his light blue ones: then, without any type of forewarn, he felt the Princess' sweet lips pressed against his, to steal a tender, long and grateful kiss.

“How could you do this!? Have you lost your mind, with Branch? Poppy, why are you always trying to help him? He's never gonna change! Why can't you see that?” in Poppy's blurred mind Satin and Chenille's harsh words echoed, assertive and cold. Her friends sharp and surprised gazes paralized her form, judging her silently. “Did you give him your consent? Or... gosh, did he rape you, sweetie!?”.

“Rape me!? No! I was consenting guys, he did not hurt me!” the Princess shook her head with firmness and fear, defending the grey and dark survivalist while moving backwards, stressed. “Branch would never do that! And he's not as bad as you all think. Maybe last night was a mistake, I admit it. A terrible, unforgivable mistake that I can't justify. But he's not bad at all, if you just tried to know him-!”.

“You slept with that... that mad freak! I can't believe this, I can't believe you!” Chenille opened her charming and violet eyes wide, disgusted and horrified. “Pff! I bet he behaved like a savage animal during the night, didn't he? Gross, look at that neck bite he gave you... and those livids and hickeys! Oh Poppy, you poor thing, let's just forget this, we'll keep him far away from you, he won't hurt you again.”.

“Yeah, we'll keep you safe. He won't bother you, I promise.” Guy Diamond patted the Princess' back gently, trying to comfort her. “Or Smidge will punch him right in his big nose!”.

“Yeah, of course! In the nose, in the face, everywhere you want!” the little but really strong yellow Troll happily agreed, cracking her knuckles, looking scary and intimidating to everyone. “You bet, I'll make him regret the day he was born!”.

“Guys, you're not listening to me! You just need to know him a bit more, that's all, and you'll find out-” Poppy tried to say to them, a bit broken and sad because of their careless words and selfish promises (after all, they wanted to exclude Branch without even speaking to him or trying to clarify the situation), but without success: her friends started to walk away, yelling “Come on, Poppy! Let's just forget this and let's go dancing with the others, you'll feel better!” really loudly. “... You'll find out he's a great and sweet Troll...” the pink royal Princess whispered and sighed, sitting on the wet and cold grass, looking down.

“... Poppy.” a familiar and sympathetic voice called the distracted female, alerting her. It was Suki. “I've listened to you, unlike the others. And I have one question for you.” the talented dj told her with a small smile, sitting with her on the ground. “Did you enjoy it?”.

“Excuse me!? Are you asking me if I liked it?” the always-happy girl blushed visibly, literally jumping in the air and sweating, rubbing her nape. “W-why are you asking me this? It's embarassing and private!”.

“Ahah! It's not a stupid question, just a bit nosy! And sorry, but I really want to know and I think you owe me an explanation.” the red Troll laughed, trying to calm her agitated friend with a kind tone and a grin. “Even if I think your reaction it's the answer I was looking for, I wanna hear the sincere answer from your lips: did you enjoy having sex with Branch? You can trust me, it's ok, I won't tell anyone. Especially your father or Creek.”.

“... I know I can trust you, my friend. And it's true, I owe you an explanation. The answer is yes. Yes, I did enjoy that, I can't deny it. And I don't regret what we did.” Poppy admitted, still a little embarassed, sitting next to her silent and pensive friend once again. The musician didn't say anything, she just looked around and furrowed her eyebrows. “... Ooook, this is getting kinda awkward, Suki. Why aren't you speaking? Did I say something wrong? Didn't you expect this kind of answer?”.

“Oh, no, no, no, it's nothing important. I just...” Suki merrily shrugged her shoulders, chuckling and looking at the Princess with her magenta orbs, full off care for her royal best friend. “I just noticed the light in your eyes when you were talking about him. You're my best friend, and I know you. And I also know that look, Poppy.” the dj conclued, standing up and stretching her numb muscles lazily, groaning a little. “Well, we better join our group now, or they'll worry. Are you coming?”.

“Y-yeah, of course, I'm coming.” the royal female nodded quickly, confused and lost, walking towards her good friend in a blink, still thinking about their earlier discourse. The light in her eyes. That look. What was Suki talking about?

Her memories were abruptly interrupted by a pretty strong movement of Branch's hips, that made her mewl and grip the clean sheets in her smaller hands. “B-Branch, I'm very close, g-go faster!” the pink girl informed her “busy” partner, panting and trying to hold her climax in, just for a few moments. “I-I'm gonna-... I'm gonna-...!” Poppy moaned louder this time, shutting her tired and teary eyes and rocking her pelvis back instinctively, meeting Branch halfway and taking him deeper.

“Do it, and d-don't try to hold back.” the grey survivalist whispered, kissing her right temple and feeling her legs shaking against his now scarred waist: she was clearly ready, and he was ready as well. “C-coming!” he finally said, giving the last, strong and passionate pushes with his hard organ, feeling his high rapidly approaching.

When she reached her yearned peak, the Princess felt her damp, inner walls contracting around the male's dripping manhood and an intense shot of pleasure burning and consuming her excited body, travelling up and down her arching back. Her muffled screams were in harmony with her partner's, and she felt her soft, pink hair wrapping around Branch's shorter and black one in an intimate and tight grip, as they didn't want to let go.

That feeble orgasm was absolutely NOTHING compared to their previous ones, but the two Trolls loved it just as much, and maybe even more: in that moment, when their lips met after their carnal union, they felt close to each other. Really close. Not because the grey male was still inside the Princess' body, not because she could perceive his hot and sticky semen warming her and making her shiver with content, but because their minds were connected and their eyes locked. “I love you.” they seemed to say to each other, but they never knew for sure, and just treasured that moment in their hearts.

Poppy didn't know what was going to happen after that episode, she didn't know what to expect from him and she didn't want to know. It was fine like this. It was totally fine for the Princess.

She just looked into his semi-closed orbs for inteminable moments, and her lips curled into a wide but soft smile when he didn't look away. Pink and Blue melted together, the time seemed frozen as they stared at each other, silently and intensely.

Yes, they were connected, they could feel that, they were trying to reach for each other.

Just like a Pink Bright Flower smiles and grows to reach its beloved Light Blue Sky.

THE END

1- Plot and Foreplay; [Done!]

2- Pure Smut; [Done!]

3- Foreplay, Smut and Plot; [Done!]

4- Main Plot;[Done!]

5- Plot, Smut and Ending. [Done!]