Comforting God Hugging Woman 소설 & 이야기

she brushed the front of her black short wavy angled bob behind her ear and fully turned around, a large book in her hand. The woman didn't look as old as I thought she was from behind. She looked like a woman in her late fifties. "How may I help you?" I ran my eyes over her body. At first glance, you'll think she's not special but I knew she was, I could feel it. Anyone who'd experienced the presence of a god or a higher being like the fox deities would know. The woman was suppressing her presence and she might not be a woman to begin with. "I'm looking for Edwin Strife. Where can I find him?"

She repeated the action one more time. “You’re right,” she breathed when she was done. “That was a three-glass conversation.” I chuckled, taking a sip from my own glass. Nora looked at me and her eyes were glassy with emotion. “Can I hug you?” she whispered. I shrugged, and she leaned in, wrapping her arms around me in a fierce hug. Tight as it was, it was comforting, and I leaned into the hug. Her scent still reminded me of Kade, but it was also uniquely hers, and I drew comfort from it.

I let more tears free, as my grip on her hand tightened. He made me let go of her, and embraced me tight, assuring me that everything would be okay and that I had him. I didn't know the reason why, but his words really did a lot because I suddenly felt calm, and this strong sense of security that I couldn't explain, and furthermore, I didn't want him to break the hug. His embrace was so tight that I didn't want to let go of him. I found Christian to be a comforter, but then again, I thought about the strange lady he was talking to a few days back.

The woman at the end of the hallway broke into a wide, sunny smile that completely erased the earlier chill in her voice. "Just kidding!" she said, clapping her hands together. "Oh my god, your face! I'm so sorry, I couldn't resist. You're Harper, right?!" Harper blinked, still half-frozen. The woman bounced forward without waiting for confirmation, her arms already open. Before Harper could process what was happening, she was pulled into a quick, enthusiastic hug that smelled faintly of vanilla and expensive shampoo.

She wanted to get out of his arms, but her body would not follow. After all the exhausting events earlier at MNA, she needed this kind of comfort. She needed someone to hug her like this. It was true what the articles she read on the internet said about embracing. There are many benefits to it. One of them is that it lowers stress and is truly comforting. Now she could understand it even more. His chest felt so warm too. It felt really good. She could no longer restrain herself. She closed her eyes and felt his broad chest on her face. She raised her hands and accepted his warm embrace. She hoped that Patrick would not give any weird meaning to this.

The man in the living room, suddenly caught off guard and rushed over, violently a hugged the petite woman: "Really, Ah Xiu accompanied by Tong Tong, for life!" The silly man, solemnly swore. At this moment, the woman didn't know what she was thinking, and reached out her hand, gently patting the back of the man afraid, relieved and gently patting in general. "You have to get better in a hurry." She clearly felt that the person who hugged her, her shoulders slightly trembled, she just narrowed her eyes, hiding the pain in the bottom of her eyes. On her lips, a hot touch, soft lips, she was slightly shocked, struggling a push.

“D-Damien?” “Stuttering? That’s unlike you. You were far mouthier a few minutes ago.” I bury my nose in her hair. Everything sharp in the world dulls—the citrus clinging to her, the pulse of her heartbeat against my chest. It steadies me in a way nothing else ever has. “What are you doing?” “Well… when a man has his arms around a woman—” “I know what a hug is. God, you’re infuriating.” “Likewise.” “I’m asking why.”

"Do not worry, Liv Fenrir. You are among friends here. Everything will be fine." The woman lay one hand on her shoulder and the other on her cheek. Normally, Liv wasn't a hugger, a toucher, except for people she knew well, and even then, she had to remind herself that other people enjoyed being hugged and touched, so she did it. This strange woman's touch only had her wishing for more. Her eyelids slowly slid closed again briefly as Kelda made contact with her skin. She wanted to rub up against her palm like a kitten. She caught herself before she did just that and opened her eyes.

EVA I WOKE UP and I felt someone hugging me and stroking my hair. I didn't open my eyes. Instead, I pressed myself against the stranger who was hugging me. They smell so good. Like vanilla, like my Amor. I pressed my face well into their neck, still, eyes closed. Their warmth is refreshing because it acts as a heater for my cold body. They even tightened their grip on me while rubbing my arm. They are very comforting. I don't want this moment to end.

He asked. I turned to see a stocky woman, with shoulder-length black hair and brown eyes, walking over to him. You could tell from the way her muscles bulged that she was definitely into her fitness, and she wasn’t afraid to flaunt it in yoga pants and a sports bra. In fact, she was far more muscular than the average fit female. She flung her arms around his neck and I felt something inside when he wrapped his arms around her back and waist, giving her a hug. Despite that, his face didn’t soften. Who was she? The urge to know rushed through me and I suddenly felt a surge of emotions. Emotions I couldn't place a name to. My eyes didn’t leave them, even when Dane moved her back firmly. She sti