Olaf Hugging Novels & Stories

"Who this?" I crouched down to his level and gave him a reassuring smile. "You remember Raphi, from Paris?" Olli’s eyes went wide, recognition dawning. "Raphi! You have beard now?" Raphaël grinned, leaning forward in his chair. "Olli! You’re such a big man now!" Olli squealed and darted into his arms without hesitation. Raphaël lifted him up with ease, spinning him once before hugging him close.

As if he could sense me, he quickly retreated his hands, giving me a small assuring smile and opening his hands for a hug, "I have not seen you in three months, give your favourite brother a big hug." Without thinking, i did just that, he smelled of home, safety and warmth, he was hurt, i am sure of that, we will see what is this. Breaking the hug, i start at him and wonder something "Why did not Olivia come? she loves festivities" i asked jokingly, only for his face to turn anger again.

I really want a family with Oliver, but this world won’t let us live in peace, and what if we just run away from this place far away from where no one knows about us. My mind was filled with multiple thoughts and worries when I felt being embraced by the warmth of Oliver, he was hugging me tightly with his hand caressing my head, “It’s ok, I am not angry. Please don’t cry.” He said with gentle affection and I burst into more tears.

She surprised me by giving me a small hint of a smile. Knowing there was nothing else I could say. I let her hand go and took a hesitant step back, putting me by Ethan’s side. Taking a deep breath, Ethan nods to Odis, and muscles tick in his jaw. I watch as Odis understands and turns to look at Olivia. The expression in his eyes was painful to watch. He pulls her into his arms for a back-breaking hug. She looks tiny in his arms and his hand slides up to cup her head as he squeezes her.

Oh, she must be the human Eni was talking about. "Oh, you guys know each other already?" "Of course. Thank you, Eni." Says Ola. She sounds like she is so close to Eni, maybe because of his personality. He nods. "My pleasure. I should take my leave now." He mentions and leaves soon enough. Ola turns me to her and pulls me into a hug. "Come and see the kids. They miss you." I nod my head. Yeah, I need that: tells myself inside me.

“These hormones. Oliver come hug your mother please. I promise this baby will only bring more love to this family, not less. You are going to be the best big brother in the world.” Oliver ran to his mother, giving her a big hug. Then he lifted her shirt up slightly and kissed her belly. “Hi I am Oliver. Don’t worry, you can always come to me when our mom and dad are acting weird.” I laughed, “who you calling weird? I am perfect.”

Aaron declared. She immediately got up from her seat and ran toward Aaron at full speed. She hugged him tightly after reaching him, making him fist his hands tightly from reacting. He didn't like her hugging him when the only hug he likes, loves, craves and desires are the hug that Athaliah gives him. Though it's a rare case now. But he is determined to change it. He awkwardly patted her shoulders and moved away from the hug. He smiled at her fakely and put some distance between them. Olivia noticed it and pouted at him but didn't comment.

It was enough for one person to walk through. Olaf took the lead and entered. "Mr. Olaf, may I know what is your purpose for coming to the blessed spot?" A middle-aged man wearing clothes with the Trevors' emblem on it asked respectfully when he saw Olaf.

If that wasn't enough to go by, the smell of alcohol would have told the same story. "Hi," I said, grinning. Olivia walked toward me and immediately wrapped her arms around my back. I returned the hug, and we held each other close. She felt warm, and I couldn't help but notice how soft and squishy her breasts felt as she mashed them against my chest. She was still clinging to me after about five seconds, which I assumed was on account of the alcohol in her system.

He says in his sleepy voice. “I… I…” my brain tries to form words to rebuff him, to argue, to complain about something, but words don’t form. It’s like my brain went numb. “Shhh” he puts his finger on my lip and pulls my head toward his chin. “We will figure this out together,” he says softly over my forehead and then he pecks my forehead. I hug him tightly, as tears start to form in my eyes. I freaking love this man. *** OLIVIA’S POV