Author's note: this story was suggested to me, I hope you like it. Thanks! I don't own Trolls.

Every Saturday Poppy would do something special for her class, she would read a fairy tale of their choice. This week that had chosen the princess of sleeping sadness, a story about a princess who turns grey and falls into a deep sleep. Because she was cursed by a witch, and was doomed to lay there until she was kissed by royalty.

"And then after slaying the evil dragon, the prince climbed up to the chamber where the princess slept." Poppy read, the kids all huddled around her. She smiled as they leaned in, so engrossed in the story. "The prince approached the sleeping beauty, and he placed a gentle kiss upon her lips. Instantly she regained all of her colors, and awoke from her death like sleep."

The kids all cheered happily, then went back to listening. "After the curse had been lifted, they were married and lived happily ever after." She closed the book, and noticed a young troll had her hand up. "Yes Marcy?" She asked, and the little girl said. "If Mr. Branch is grey, does that mean a kiss would bring back his colors?"

Poppy giggled at the question, Branch didn't even hug people. The last thing he would do is voluntarily kiss someone, so she said. "I don't see that happening Marcy." But Marcy raised her hand again, and said. "But what if you kissed him?" Poppy's face turned dark pink, and she laughed nervously.

"Why me?" She asked nervously, then another child chimed in. "Cause you're a princess, and only the kiss of a royal can break the curse."

Poppy put the book in her bag, and said over her shoulder. "Kids, it's just a story. It didn't really happen." But one asked. "But aren't there witches and wizards?" Poppy paused. "Yes." She answered, then the asked. "And isn't there magic?" Poppy nodded. "Well yes." And then they asked again. "And aren't there dragons?" Poppy wasn't sure where this was going, but answered. "Not where we live, but yeah."

Then they asked. "Then how are you sure it didn't happen?" Poppy was about to answer, but couldn't think of anything to say. Just then Cooper came in, and Poppy shouted. "Who wants cupcakes!?" All the kids cheered and ran out, and she sighed in relief. But after all they said, Poppy couldn't help but think about Branch.

What if her kiss was the key, and she was letting Branch stay in perpetual sadness. Everyone in her kingdom deserved happiness, even Branch. Though she doubted he would ever let her kiss him, he kind of hated her. Then she remembered, the kiss happened when princess was asleep. She could do it when he was asleep, and he would never know! But how was she supposed to get into his bunker? It was supposedly Bergan proof, so how was she supposed to get in?

Then she had an idea, it wasn't foolproof but it was something. Later that night when everyone was asleep, Poppy snuck over to the mail shoot. It was large so packages could go down, her father used it to send thing to Branch. Which meant it went to his bunker, so she jumped in and slid down into the dark. When she landed she was in a dimly lit room, and she heard soft breathing coming from the other side of the room.

There in a makeshift bed was Branch, haphazardly on top of the blankets one leg dangling off the edge. Poppy approached him slowly, taking deep breaths. She had to psych herself up, this was after all her first kiss. She watched his sleeping features, relaxed and content. Not creased and annoyed like usual, and she had to say. "You know you're quite handsome when you're not scowling." She whispered.

She then leaned down, placing her hands on his jaw line and kissed him. She her lips met his, she could feel his ever so slightly push against hers. She she stayed, she noticed how affectionate he was being. His hand reaching up to touch her cheek, but she remained calm even if it spooked her. As she broke the kiss, Branch's hand slowly fell back on the bed. Poppy let out a breath, wow Branch was a good kisser.

And it confirmed what she knew all along, he did want affection deep down. But he was afraid to ask for it, poor Branch. To her dismay it hadn't worked, he was still grey. She sighed sadly, when Branch murmured her name. She looked at him curiously, was he dreaming of her. His face looked slightly uncomfortable, like he was in pain.

Then she noticed the tent he was pitching, and gasped. Did she do that? She was about to leave, but then something in her mind said stay. She'd had the "talk" with her dad, but she had never actually seen what goes on down there for boys. Carefully she reached out to touch it, feeling the hardness of the member. She looked at his face, and could tell this was somewhat painful.

Biting her lip, she slowly and carefully pulled his shorts down. And out popped his grey cock, it's head a greyish purple color. She reached out and took it in her hands, getting a low groan from Branch. She knew this was her fault, so she was gonna take care of it. She started stroking it, giving short but quick movements.

Branch started breathing heavily, letting out a few soft moans as Poppy rubbed him off. She watched his face as she worked, enjoying what she was doing to him. She was making him feel good, and that made her feel happy. But then a scent reach her nose, and she looked at his cock. Poppy brought her face closer to it, and inhaled the smell. It was earthy, with a hint of blueberries.

Poppy became intoxicated, actually placing her nose on his balls and taking a big breath. Poppy closed her eyes, taking in the feelings she was feeling. Then she stuck out her tongue, and dragged it across his balls. She let out a shuddering breath, the salty taste in her mouth making her moist in her lower regions.

She stopped stroking, and licked again. But this time she brought it up his shaft, circling the head with her tongue. Tasting some of his precum, she wrapped her lips around his cock. Going down a few inches, and sucking the flesh as she dragged back up. Branch's moans got louder, and she started to moan as well.

Sucking his thick cock with her eyes closed, brushing the shaft with her tongue. Bobbing her head up and down, suckling on his dick. She reached down, slipping her hand into her panties. She began to rub the wet lips, moaning onto the cock in her mouth. She kept this up for a while, rubbing her wet fold and sucking on his dick.

When suddenly, it exploded in her mouth. A large burst of thick creamy cum filled her cheeks, her eyes wide with shock.

She pulled the cock out of her mouth, and kept her lips sealed. She couldn't spit it anywhere, otherwise he'd know something happened. She ran in circles panicking, trying to figure out what to do. But the longer the gooey seed sloshed around her mouth, the more she found herself enjoying the sweet and salty taste. She slowly stopped panicking, humming with delight at the cum in her mouth.

She tilted her head back, and swallowed his load. Her lips parted with an audible smack, and she shivered in Happiness. She looked at his half erect cock, noticing there was still semen on it. She went over and licked it clean, then gently squeezed it while sucking on the head. Trying to get every last drop, pulling it out when she was sure it was empty. Poppy pulled his shorts up, and looked at his sleeping face.

She suddenly felt guilty for what she had just done, she ran over to the mail shoot and started climbing up. Once she got home, she sat there with her head in her hands. What did she just do? She felt awful, but at the same time she felt horny. She saw her panties were soaked, and decided to ditch them. Stripping the rest of her clothes, and laying down.

She then started to play with herself inserting two fingers into her pussy, while her other hand rubbed her clit. She moaned and whimpered, as she imagined Branch doing this to her. Her fingers brushing the inner walls of her snatch, trying to touch her g spot. When she found it, she started fingering herself violently fast. Rubbing and picking her clitoris.

"Oh Branch! Yes!" She said, reminiscing about the taste of his cock. "Yes!" She whined, getting closer and closer to her release. "Yeees Branch! Fuck!" She called out, squirming as she spasmed around her fingers. She laid there, panting and wheezing. She had never felt like this before, ever since that kiss she was thinking about him. "Oh my God… I'm in love with Branch!" She said to herself, shocked and maybe just a little bit Happy. As a small smile came to her lips, and she wondered what he was dreaming about when he murmured her name.

Author's note: Well there you have it, I liked this idea. And wanted to make sure it happened, before it got lost in all the junk I gotta do. I hope the suggestee enjoyed it, I know I did. As per usual, leave a comment or PM me if you want to suggest a story. It doesn't have to be trolls, but I'll still do trolls. Laters!