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Snippet 4: Cuddles the Rebirth, or 'a guide to for Humans to Cuddle almost full families'

Warning: Four is a crowd, especially when the youngest likes to bite regardless of liking or hating someone.


"Ambar-"

"I'm sorry dear, I will take a seat out of this one~," The Bear Prime hummed deviously, fixing the camera.

"Good luck, kid," Kayin waved before outright leaving the place, and I knew that the reason why he was fine with it tied up to his eldest daughter… and technically wife. In fact, one thing that I was given as a 'surprise' that got a yelp out of me was a sudden black-haired green-eyed Gazelle Prime bolting through the door and slamming me onto the bed.

In a move that shocked me the most… Well, Ambar decided to invite the Ravenhurst ladies for this fourth installation of this series and- I had many issues about that decision. Starting with the fact that Hope was definitely being way too happy to be extremely touchy about cuddling.

"Don't worry, I shall make sure that Hope isn't… too intense about it." Grace's promise felt extremely like a lie at this point, the woman giggling as her daughter eagerly kept on pouncing and cuddling way too intensely than expected. I spared a quick serious look at Joy, the girl having no reason to be there since this entire mess was well beyond her capacity to accept but… she merely shrugged back at me.

"They offered me food."

"I recall giving you good food too when you were stuck in the hospital and they were 'torturing' you with soup. On multiple occasions."

My rebuttal had her offer a guilty look, but nothing really major as soon I found myself sandwiched between Hope and her mother, my face displaying my epic discomfort at it. Of course, I wasn't exactly worrying about any crazy escalations. Not with Ambar making it a serious guarantee that she would keep a close watch to prevent anything too 'funny' to happen while I was there. I was glad for that, I was less glad when I realized that until clothes were on and things didn't go too far, everything by the book was fair play. And I, the one that was meant to be in charge of the cuddling, was easily overwhelmed. Not that I was much surprised by this development, not when the two were experienced in therapy and were cuddly on a usual basis. In fact, this was possibly the worst match I could end up in. While Grace set herself to be right behind me, caringly streaking my hair and massaging my neck, Hope called dibs for my front and eagerly set her chin right by my left shoulders while she hugged me close and tight. It was an incredibly tense situation at first, but my body eased down as soon as their ministrations started to wear down my guards. Nothing really weird happened, and I was glad that Ambar was the one speaking. I couldn't hear much of it as I allowed some meager peace to remove me from the situation and think of something else.

I was relaxed enough to start with Hope. I knew her better, so I was confident with where I had to touch to not make it too awkward or too intense. She easily folded since, despite her knowledge and experience, she was still someone that stressed her body a lot on a daily basis between being a singer and a therapist. Grace was another story, especially when I knew that her husband could easily tear me apart if I made some big mistake. Kayin wasn't the jealous husband type, and we went fishing together three times last week. Nice guy, terribly nice at that and rather happy to remind sometimes how he and his wife have an open relationship. Which was logical since the Love Crest can't be exactly handled by a single individual. The real trouble was being too 'intimate' about it even without going through something like 'further fun'. So, I calmly went for safe spots. Under the chin, her cheeks, her forehead and then back to hugging to help her tense upper back. She was melting down slowly, but her resilience faltered as soon as I discovered a peculiar spot between her chin and her left cheek that was way more sensible than any safe spots in her entire body. Closing her eyes instinctively, Grace just abandoned herself to pure bliss and peace as I set her up for a nap from the way she fell asleep for a while.

Joy was the last one to get treated nicely, and she was incredibly nervous. But she knew I was way more nervous than that as we had the chance of talking and interacting before now. As mentioned before, I did give her some 'tribute' in the form of bringing her some good meals during her stay in the hospital when she got so hurt during training or going through knight's duty that she had to get proper treatment. She was thankful for that, but that didn't mean I got her full trust out of it. Or so I thought as she actually settled herself for a 'tame' session.

I was lying on my back, the girl deciding to be the little spoon as she just nuzzled on my chest, eyes half-closed and her attention span severely depleted in the matters of a few minutes. It was clear she had been missing some of the much needed rest between training and missions, so this was one of the very few chances she had to drop her guards without her worrying of anyone actually making her 'suffer' any tricks. She knew I wasn't going to dare that, not when I knew that being too daring with someone that could easily sucker punch me into oblivion was out of my bucket list for a long time now.

It was awfully… chill. As in I loved every single moment of it, but I was so baffled by the fact this was unfolding with Joy of all the possible girls there. After knowing her for a while, I knew she wasn't that much of a 'headbutt' person with those that didn't tease her about things. She was rather social too, but never the one to start conversations, always preferring for that role to be taken by others. Which I somewhat understood and yet made contacts rather difficult as it took me a while to understand we both shared that common flaw. What really made the cuddling uncomfortable was that Ambar had gone quiet, a surprised look on her face as she turned on the camera while Hope was… well, partially seething. I wouldn't say hating the sight, but definitely growing pouty and jealous at what she was looking at. Uniquely compared to the others, Grace's reaction was… quite the oddest. She had the most confused look one could get at this situation in her situation.

"If before I would have supported you and Hope..." She muttered quietly, almost blurting out that thought in her mind. "Now… I can't help but want you with both."

My jaw dropped at that comment as I could tell she was being serious and quite supportive of that entire plan. Hope's worry at the first half of her mother's words suddenly turned into pure amusement as she heard the latter half, and her grin just told me this was far from over. And from what I could notice much later when Kayin sent me a message about going on another fishing trip and calling me 'son', I was sure as heck this was going to be a recurring situation from now on.

But for now, Joy had her undisturbed slumber, and I saw no reason to ruin it for her with that kind of drama just yet. She sure looked adorable in her sleep…


AN

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