Big Spoon Little Spoon Cuddling Novels & Stories

Chapter 6 “Good morning, Little one.” “Good morning, Charley. I got you some breakfast and coffee. There was a nice little diner inside. I thought it would be like those creasy spoons you see on T.V., I was surprised it was really nice in there. I didn’t know what you liked so I got you a little of everything thing.” “Well, that was nice of you, thanks.”

Brandon rolled on his side and wrapped his arm around Ann, just under breasts, holding her close. Ann contemplated Brandon's words, the alcohol making her feel oh so relaxed, but not sleepy. It sounded...marvelous. Perfect, even. Not that she thought he was suggesting sex stuff, but the closeness. The feeling of intimacy. To recapture that special moment. To extend it for as long as they could. "That sounds like heaven, sweetie." "Want me to spoon you?" "That would be nice, Bran." Ann rolled onto her side, feeling Bran's arm stay around her as he pressed his chest into her back, his thighs against the backs of hers. The bedding was now warm under the blankets as they cuddled.

Hе scooped uр some mоrе саkе, tаkіng tіmе to аdd ѕоmе сrеаm and directed thе spoon tоwаrdѕ my mоuth again. I pressed my lірѕ tight tоgеthеr. “Dоn’t bother,” I muttered. I wаѕ nоt fаllіng fоr thаt trісk аgаіn. Hе nudged thе ѕрооn against mу lірѕ, and I rеluсtаntlу slowly opened my mоuth. He ѕlірреd the spoon inside, and I grоаnеd ѕоftlу at thе іnѕtаnt рlеаѕurе.

Noah says kissing my lips and then he wraps his little arms around my neck and he hugs me, Sophie mirrors his movements doing the same. “Oh noah, Sophie I have your favourite all ready at your seat” Evelyn tells them, they pull back clapping their hands and jumping down onto the floor and they rush to their seats to eat some supper. When they are gone I turn my attention to Keagen, reaching for her. “Mumma mumma mumma” She calls hugging me, I hold onto her tight, breathing in her calming scent and I smile. She was my little cuddle baby and right now I needed a cuddle.

she said, reaching out instinctively for her, eager to proffer all the comfort that any baby could possibly require. She cuddled her close, muttering baby talk as she moved to the small pink couch in the room. Sophie unglued swollen dark eyes and looked up at her, her mouth alarmingly enlarged on the brink of another howl. She thought better of it and nestled her damp head into Susan's cradling hand. Susan took her seat with contentment while Leo studied them both with narrowed eyes. “She's hungry,” he said.

So this is how she sees me. I hug her, or rather myself. “Uh... What are you doing?” She asks, hugging me back nonetheless. ”I just wanna know how this feels like for you,” I reply. My eyes suddenly widen in realization. ”I get to be the little spoon for once!” She stares at me blankly. “We have a huge problem to worry about right now-“ ”-Spoon me pleeeeaaase.” “...” I hop into bed facing the other way. She sighs and gets into bed, pressing herself against my back with an arm around my waist.

Then Peanut picked up a spoon. God. Not unusual. Fair. Babies picked things up all the time. Reasonable. Usually to throw them. God. Or chew them. Fair. Or both. Reasonable honestly. Then Peanut did something different. God. She dropped the spoon. Fair. Clang. Reasonable. The spoon hit the floor. God. Peanut stared. Fair. Then smiled. Reasonable. Then picked it up again. God. And dropped it again. Fair. Clang. Reasonable.

It was okay but I at least expected more. I picked up the serving spoon from the tray and was going to dish out the rice into Sapphire's bowl at first but this Duckling beat me to it, serving herself with her spoon. Each spoon of rice she took kept spilling some seeds of rice on the dinning table because the eating spoon was using to serve herself was too small to be used as a serving spoon but as stubborn as Sapphire was, she didn't stop when she saw the rice littering the dinning, she continued taking more spoons till she was okay with the portion on her plate.

Dell muttered surprising everyone, The whole place turned quiet as non one is saying anything anymore, everyone is lost deep in thought, just staring at each other and some even had a sad look on I decided to lighten the atmosphere “Guys! Guys the food is getting cold, let's take a picture with spoons in our hand at least we will have something to hold onto!” I said with a smile showing them my polaroid camera “Yesss” Everyone yelled happily and adjusted their position “Please pick your spoon and act like you're about to put a spoonful in your mouth!” “Isn't that childish?” Venom asked “No it's memorable” I smiled “One……two……three!” I counted and took the picture

Brielle returned to the room with a spoon and, at my approval, gave it to him. “A spoonful is all she needs,” Mr. Petecin said, measuring the said quantity in the spoon. Mr. Petecin turned to my mate, his expression gentle as he brought the spoon to her lips. “Come now, My lady,” he coaxed. “This will help you rest.” But before the spoon could touch her lips, she recoiled, her body tensing like a frightened animal. “No!” she shrieked, knocking the spoon from his hand. The liquid splattered across the sheets, a few drops landing on her trembling fingers.