His warm body shifted underneath me, "Stop moving," I playfully whined.
He wiggled a little and chuckled, "I'm not moving baby girl." I giggled and looked up at him, his long beard was braided and his fluffy hair a mess from me playing with it for hours while we watched tv. I grabbed his hand and squeezed, his hand was so soft and perfect for me.
I sigh with content and snuggle my body closer to his, he reached his hand out and ran it through my hair. I practically purred and closed my eyes in content.
"Are you tired littleone? You can sleep on me for as long as you need." I close my eyes to the sound of his voice and drift off into a blissful sleep.
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Cuddles: Short Stories
Short StoryThis will be a book consisting of multiple short stories of people cuddling to fill the void of my need for cuddles :)
