Hugs Pillow Novels & Stories

I relax back when i see it's him. "Oboy, what kind of sleep is this" he says. I hum contentedly and roll over,snuggling my pillow. "Chidi!" He whisper-shouts. I snuggle deeper into the soft folds of the pillow, and close my eyes in utter post-sleep-orgasm.The pillow cloth has that soft fragrance of clothes washed with detergent. A wondrous scent that is rudely and suddenly stamped out by something unpleasant, primal even. I open my eyes to the sight of Tobi's polo floating just inches from my nose, rumpled into a mop. I hiss and push it off the ledge.

I picked up my pillow, then returned to them still pushing. "Love, what are you doing?" Hace frowned at the question, Hillary smiled. "You want to sleep here don't you?" Hillary was the one I faced, she quickly nodded. I saw the annoyance on Hace's face. I shrugged my shoulders and just walked past them, I went out and moved to another room. The room here is good and clean, I went in. I made the bed, shook it and was about to lie down when I felt someone hug my back. I smiled, good and he followed. Because if he doesn't, he will taste a vampire-like bite again. I faced him, frowning. I kissed his chin, she just shook his head.

I just turned and headed for the couch where my haven resided – a mountain of pillows, blankets, and stuffed animals, a fortress of comfort against the encroaching storm. Lifting the edge of the massive, patchwork quilt, I crawled underneath, my heart a hummingbird trapped in a cage. The familiar scent of lavender and my own honeysuckle engulfed me, a tangible embrace against the intangible anxieties that clawed at my soul. Hedwig, my trusty owl plushie, lay nestled amongst the pillows. I scooped her up, her soft, worn fabric a balm to my aching skin. I hugged her close, her weight a comforting anchor in the ocean of my emotions.

I was about to pass him but I couldn't do anything no matter how hard I struggled because he was already hugging me tightly. "Let go of me!" I keep on trying to get free from him but it seemed like he didn't do anything when he just laid me down on his bed. I didn't expect that he has a long pillow shaped like a hotdog? If ever I will stand, this pillow is up to my shoulders. His deep eyes were just looking at me intently at me. After a few seconds, he was already holding the long sleeves he was wearing earlier. He held my wrist and then wrapped his clothes around it.

" Did he just call me wife? What suddenly happened to this man? He's acting extra weird. I didn't answer, I lay down quietly and wrapped my whole body in a comforter. I barely breathed, I didn't make any noise. He was also lying quietly, so I turned my back to him. We were both silent, I could hear nothing but his heavy breathing. Feeling sleepy, I yawned and closed my eyes. I slept well. Suddenly, my hug pillow became warm, it was like the pillow was hugging me too. Am I dreaming? It was nice to hug this pillow, I hugged my pillow tightly, and gently caressed it. It moaned softly, was the pillow moaning?

I suddenly stopped breathing because I was so close to him, my face as well as my body. I slowly removed my hand that was hugging his waist. I noticed that it was not a pillow but James' arm. It's hard, not soft, but it's comfortable to use as a pillow. Sh*t! What is this? Why is this?! Why am I hugging him? Damn, Vee, why did you hug her, are you gaga??

Hugo glances at us before he continues to say, "Bring me lots of bed sheets." Hugo smiles at the sight of Ben jumping up and down in joy. "I want many sheets. More than ten. I don't care what color they are. Yes." Hugo smirks at me. "Oh and one more thing." I tried to calm Ben down but he's oozing with excitement. "Bring me tons of pillows as well and a few snacks. I want the best snacks that your hotel has." Hugo throws a thumbs up to Ben and Ben did the same thing.

That seemed to annoy Axel, which gave me great pleasure. Leaving the office once more, I went to the store and purchased a neck pillow with a built-in massager. After returning, I didn’t try to get her attention as I unpacked the pillow and prepared it. She was still focused on her task, so I gently lifted her hair, allowing my fingers to graze lightly against her nape.

Quinnel replied sarcastically and finally stepped into the room. He looked around and was amazed to see everything in here was for one person. There was a white couch in one corner that had 5 throw pillows of colors black and white on it filling the couch that there was no space to sit on except you took off a throw pillow. There was a mirror, very close to an entrance of what he presumed to be the bathroom, that was wiped clean that he could count how many holes was on his face without any difficulty. The bed was a giant king size one with about 5 pillows on each side of the bed that he wondered how people slept with 5 freaking pillows!

He had a large bag in his hands which he placed beside him and opened it. She peeked curiously as he took out an inflatable pillow and pumped it up, before placing it on the bed. It was a pregnancy pillow and she had never even thought about it. "You bought that for me?" She was once again emotional as she went over to hug it. "I realized you were becoming less comfortable sleeping." He held the pillow against her belly to test it. She liked sleeping on her stomach in the past but couldn't do that anymore because her bump was in the way.