Olaf Hugging Novels & Stories

JOSH POV I am swarmed by adult pack members and all the adorable pups welcoming me back. I get back slaps, handshakes and hugs from the adults, but I get huge hugs and cheek kisses from the kids, which I love. Fuck I love kids! One pup in particular, Oli, tries to make his way to the front of the group but another kid cuts him off trying to get closer too. I don’t think he did it on purpose, but Oli almost topples over because of it. I stand quickly and grab the back of Oli’s overalls to keep him from falling down and getting trampled. I lift him over everyone’s heads. His little hands make grabby fists for me and when I get him close. He buries his face into my neck, and he fists my shirt t

Those could count as touching right? Olivia felt a rush of emotions spread across her body. Her father hugged her. Not a brush of hands, not a pat on the shoulder. A real hug. She stiffened, a tear sliding hot down her cheek. Slowly, carefully, she lifted her arms and hugged him back like it was the only opportunity she would ever get to be that close to him. When they pulled apart, she searched his face, voice barely above a whisper. “Are you proud of me now, father?”

Orla Lazy then dressed, defaulting to a high-necked long suit to cover the unsightly traces left by Ramma Aubrey. "Orla Lazy, Orla Lazy, I'm here" When Orla Lazy saw a beauty sitting there waving her arms and legs to attract her attention, she smiled, she was still so lovely. She proceeded to sit before she could sit. Shreya Celine ran over and hugged her. "Oh, Orla Lazy misses you dead." "I miss you too." She also hugs her back to face each other, this is the method of showing affection between the two. After that, they also let go and sat down, if they still hug, they will be engulfed by the scrutiny eyes of the people here.

And, when I had let her know, Olivia's eyes had beamed with excitement and understanding, begging me to let her experiment as well. Unfortunately, Jonny had decided to show up and tried to open the door. At least we'd been smart enough to lock it, which gave us plenty of time to get ready and try to look relatively normal. “What are you thinking about?” Olivia's question brought me back to reality. "The first time I saw these beauties.” I answered taking my hands to her breasts to caress them over her shirt, fortunately, the bra was in absence. "Excellent memory.” She agreed with a breathless laugh "But I think there is something to celebrate today...”

He protects his people fiercely. A theory I’m about to test to the fullest. "I missed you too, golden boy," I purr, leaning into his touch. I reach up and affectionately ruffle his hair. "It’s good to see you in real clothes. That sweater brings out your eyes, and it’s so nice to touch." Oliver’s smile turns genuine. He recognizes an ally when he sees one. "Right? Thank you. I feel like a human being again. Come sit down. I’ll make you a coffee. You look tense."

he suggested playfully, trying to lighten the mood. Olivia nodded vigorously, her frustration evident. “I hate them! It’s so stupid! I don’t even know why I’m crying!” Her voice trembled, and she looked up at him with her wide, shimmering eyes, searching for reassurance. He immediately wrapped her in his arms, feeling the warmth of her body against his. As he pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head, he breathed in her familiar scent, a soothing mix of vanilla and something uniquely her. “Cry if you need to. I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered, trying to instill a sense of safety.

Olivia called out slowly and spread her ands out, inviting her in for a hug Natalia immediately flew into Olivia's arms, engulfing her in a really tightly hug and bursting into tears. "Olivia.. Olivia.. It's really you!! I've missed you a lot!" She cried, sniffing back her tears. Olivia's eyes watered, seeing Natalia being so emotional. She could feel nthe latter's love towards her and it gladdens her heart to know that someone still cares and loves her. She stroked Natalia's hair gently as they kept hugging. She glanced over at Joel and saw him staring at them awkwardly. He must be wondering what their relationship is.

Olivia said as Loki slowly opened Olivia's clothes, the girl couldn't do anything because her body felt weak and difficult to control. "You're so sweaty baby," Loki said and he unhooked Olivia's bra, throwing it off and exposing Olivia's breasts in front of him. "Perfect," Loki mumbled, he licked his dry bottom lip and placed both of Olivia's hands on his neck. "Hold on, you might fall," Loki said as his right hand touched one of Olivia's breasts. "No, this isn't true, I..." "What? do you like it?" Loki said as Olivia stopped talking and closed her eyes with her mouth slightly open, Loki continued to gently massage her breasts and occasionally play with her hardened nipples.

"I will NEVER treat you the way he did, that wasn't love my little one, trust me, I know it isn't love." She looked at me before settling back down onto me, she buried her face into my chest as I stroked her hair. "We are going to have to come see this movie again, we missed half of it." I whispered to her when I could feel her laugh that she tried to surpress it. "Andrew?" "Hmmmm..." "Who is Olaf?" That's when I felt my own body involuntarily stiffen at the sound of his name coming from her lips, she felt it to as she sat up looking at me before she shook her head.

“We will have to ask Uncle Adrain what he thinks about that.” Ollie beamed and spun toward Adrian with zero hesitation. “Well?” “Call me whatever you want, little man,” Adrian replied. My heart almost burst when Ollie asked, “Can I hug you, too?” Adrian crouched immediately, opening his arms. Ollie threw himself forward, hugging Adrian’s neck like he’d been waiting years for permission. Adrian’s eyes shut for a second, one large hand cradling the back of my son’s head.