Little Spoon Cuddle Novels & Stories

I mumbled " Shh, It's over now, minion. Now come on, let's go eat, I bet you are hungry." " No, I wanna cuddle." I said childishly as I snuggled myself deeper into his chest He chuckled and brushed my hair out of my face. " You just order, love." We cuddled as he played with my hair and kissed my forehead, whispering some beautiful and calming words for maybe 5 more minutes until he poked my nose " What?" I said annoyed

“I wish I was here to see it from the beginning to the main end. Oh! Was it soft? Was it rough? Maybe a little desperate? Did she feel your huge dick?" Skylo was a fucker... getting on my nerves with every effort possible. I didn't think much, I reached out for the nearest object I could get- The spoon from the bowl of soup and hurled it right at him in annoyance, Skylo dodged effortlessly, still grinning as he was now far off the bed, standing, “Ohhh, you’re mad! That means you liked it more than I even thought!” he kept going on, and I exhaled sharply through my nose.

A little spoon for a sweet little mouth. She beams up at me as I place the bowl in front of her, as though I’ve just bought her a show pony, not a cheap box of cereal. I pour the milk and ask her to say when. “When!” she giggles, and stirs the bowl with her spoon, watching the marshmallow stars drift around. They turn the milk pink.

he says suddenly, “aren’t you forgetting something? What about cuddling me?” I let out a yawn. “I’m too cozy to move now.” The mattress dips as he shifts closer, nudging my shoulder. He clearly wants me to turn over. For a second, I consider biting him for trying to disturb me. But when his warmth surrounds me, I can’t help but scoot backward into his embrace. “I prefer being the big spoon,” he murmurs as he fits his body against mine. He yelps when I slide my icy feet between his thighs.

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.”

“Would you like to try this, Marigold?” Marigold nods once, solid, and Ella spoons out a small portion in a little white bowl, blowing on it before placing it in front of the little girl. Marigold reaches for it with her fingers but Jackson’s hand flashes out, covering hers. “It’s very hot, Marigold,” he murmurs, reaching for a small spoon with a little cartoon duck drawn on the handle. “Use this.” He hands it to her and Marigold takes the spoon, looking at it dubiously. But then she sighs, and clumsily begins to scoop up the noodles, blowing on them before bringing them to her mouth.

"But we are absolutely not rushing through this hall. He can wait a few more minutes." Seeing how much my bandaged hands were trembling, Ella gently slid the container onto her lap. She scooped up a warm, perfect spoonful of the spicy scrambled eggs and moved it carefully to my lips. A soft smile broke across my face as I leaned in, chewing slowly and savoring the hot, rich flavors hitting my tongue. It felt amazing to finally have something real in my stomach.

I picked up one of the silver spoons, my fingers threatening to let go of the spoon as I brought it to my lips. "Well, here goes nothing," I muttered beneath my breath before taking a sip... I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until I finished the soup within minutes. Kendell seemed pleased. "Alexa, I have something I would like to discuss with you. Good news and bad news." Kendell paused a bit, his eyes preying on me as they diverted to my marked neck, making me self-conscious. "Well, I guess anything coming out of the beast's mouth has to be bad news."

Offering no resistance, I let him maneuver my frail body until I was seated in between his legs. “Open your mouth." I forced my eyes into slits and saw that he was holding a spoon up in front of me, waiting. I grimaced and opened my mouth. It felt parched and heavy. The spoon came close and warm custard flowed into my mouth. It was sweet and creamy. I let it spread around my mouth, dispelling the heaviness. The instant sweet and creamy taste seemed to sink into every fiber, waking my body up and reminding my stomach of its need for fuel. I quickly swallowed it and opened my mouth wider.

There were three dishes with one soup, served with fruits and desserts on the table. “Aren’t you awake now even if I didn’t wake you up?” Kelvin raised his head, teasing, “Puppies and kittens normally wake up when smelling their food.” “You’re the puppy and kitten.” Chloe stared at him as she pulled a chair, “Humans do wake up to smelling the fragrance.” Kelvin didn’t respond while he served a bowl of soup and put it in front of her, “Chicken soup. Have a try.” “You cooked it?” “Sort of.” Chloe was stunned. She was just checking, and how could she expect a spoiled child like him to cook chicken soup for her?