Cuddling Quotes

“Leo!” Jason was shaking his shoulder. “Hey, man, why are you hugging Nike?”
Leo’s eyes fluttered open. His arms were wrapped around the human-sized statue in Athena’s hand. He must have been thrashing in his sleep. He clung to the victory goddess like he used to cling to his pillow when he had nightmares as a kid. (Man, that had been so embarrassing in the foster homes.)
He disentangled himself and sat up, rubbing his face.
“Nothing,” he muttered. “We were just cuddling.”
― Rick Riordan, The House of Hades

“Champions never sleep, the eternal spirit keep them alert and awake.”
― Amit Ray, Enlightenment Step by Step

“I knelt and locked the door. I locked the door locking the world and time outside. I stretched my body across the mattress and Saskia drew in close to me and placed her open hand on my chest, her mouth near my shoulder; her breath, my breath blew out the candle, and I held my lost Wanderess with tenderness until sweet sleep overcame us.”
― Roman Payne, The Wanderess

“Sweet dreams, baby,” he whispered into my
hair, his arm giving me a squeeze. “See you on
the other side.”
“You too, Captain,” I whispered...'
Lauren and Tate, in Sweet Dreams”
― Kristen Ashley

“It is not over. Champions extend their limits and make things happen.”
― Amit Ray

“Even the memory of cradling her in my arms is pure euphoria. And all that I ask out of life is that it be constant and unending euphoria.”
― Roman Payne

“Boys, at war, so far away, will naturally droop, both in body and mind, from lack of a particular girl’s snuggling and cuddling.”
― Ernest Vincent Wright, Gadsby

“When it is time to sleep, Tiernan and Oak wrap themselves in bearskins. Oak drapes one over my shoulders. I say nothing to indicate that I don't need it, that I am never too cold. When we lie down by the fire, he watches me. The light dances in his eyes.

'Come here,' he says, beckoning with a hand.

I am not sure I know the me who moves, who shifts so that I am resting my head against his shoulder. The me who feels his breath against my hair and the pressure of his splayed fingers at the small of my back. His feet tangle with mine, my toes brushing against the fur just above his hooves. My fingers are resting against his stomach, and I cannot help feeling the hard planes of him, the muscles and the scars. When I move my hand, his breath catches.

We both go still. Tiernan, close to the fire, turns in his sleep.

In the firelight, the prince's amber eyes are molten gold.

I am aware of my skin in a way I have never been before, of the slight movements of my limbs, of the rise and fall of my chest. I can hear the beat of his heart against my cheek. I feel as though I am shouting kiss me with every restless shift of my body. But he does not, and I am too much of a coward to do more than lie there and yearn until my eyes drift closed at last.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“I love listening to the sound of your heart beating, the comforting memory of a cuddling womb.”
― Adiela Akoo, Lost in a Quatrain

“Cuddling with you feels like touching stars.”
― Giovannie de Sadeleer

“I wrapped my arms around him, threading my fingers through his hair, wanting to be as close as humanly possible to this person I loved so much.”
― Raleigh Ruebins, Summer Secret

“Is it ok if we stay here,
exactly here, for just a moment
more? Can you press your
nose into my neck,
can I wrap my arms around
longer, tighter, can I
hold you here? There's more
to handle, more life
left to live, to deal with,
to endure, but for now
can we stay, if only
a moment
more?”
― Tyler Knott Gregson

“I put my head on his shoulder
‘Wh-what are you doing?’ he yells, shoving me away from him with wide eyes.
‘I was giving you a hug!’ I say.
‘Y-you-!’
‘Pff. D’you really think I’d do that? I’m trying to keep warm, idiot. You’re like my overgrown Furby.’
‘I’m in a human form, not my kytaen!’
‘Tomayto, tomahto.’ I come close to him.
He pushes me away. ‘You shouldn’t be doing that!’
‘What’s the problem? You said you’re my tool, right? Well, I’m cold, tool of mine, so why don’t you calm the hell down and give me some of that sweet, sweet warmth?’
‘Don’t touch me!’
‘I’m starting to think you’re self-conscious in this form. You let me cuddle you in your other-‘
‘We did not cuddle!’ he shouts.
I manage a grin. ‘Would you prefer I use a different word? Snuggle, maybe?”
― Giselle Simlett, Girl of Myth and Legend

“All my friends are bums. We all gather round our camp-fire (in a can) and sing songs of togetherness as we cuddle, to preserve our warmth...”
― Will Advise

“I'm making money moves. Those moves are delicate and subtle, because I don't want to wake up the duck cuddling on my lap, or spill the cup of coffee I'm holding while I ride my unicycle in this circus called Life.”
― Jarod Kintz, Music is fluid, and my saxophone overflows when my ducks slosh in the sounds I make in elevators.

“Still, I was thinking that this was all wrong, despite feeling so nice, for once again one of my most sacred and deepest erotic fantasies was brutally being shattered, and once more it was all because of Ami. After all, it had been one of my fondest dreams, as a teenager, to lie in bed cuddling with a cute girl, or even with Yumi. Of course, in those many imaginations, we were both naked and we were having wild passionate sex as well as cuddling, but there before me at that very moment was the sad pathetic reality.”
― Andrew James Pritchard, Sukiyaki

“I don’t need you, but the world, sometimes, seems more peaceful and manageable when holding someone.”
― Darnell Lamont Walker

“[Adrienne Rich] was one of the only major intellectuals since Freud to assert that homosexuality was anything other than a problem. She is also notable for describing a continuum, like Kinesey's, of lesbian love - a continuum that begins with the intimacy of a mother nursing her daughter and ends with a nurturing, egalitarian love relationship between two women. While this theory eventually contributed to the stifling stereotype that lesbians only cuddle and nuzzle in bed, supporting each other and drinking chamomile tea, Rich was savvy to link same-sex love - so taboo, so unnatural - with a role for women seen as unassailable: being a mother.”
― Jennifer Baumgardner, Look Both Ways: Bisexual Politics

“I want to hold my loveable giant in my arms and remind him of what we have. It’s not so much a need to prove our love, but a desire to show him that he shouldn’t ever have to worry about us. We’re solid.”
― Eden Finley, Final Play

“For me, it feels like… I don’t know, like the sun after a storm, maybe. For so long it seemed like it wasn’t there, but when the clouds pass, the sun just covers everything. Warms everything. That’s how I think it feels for me.”
― Raleigh Ruebins, Summer Secret

“Evan nuzzled his chin into the crook of Dan's neck, finding the spot that always made Dan squirm and laugh. "I love you, Danny."
"You gets so fucking sappy after I let you top," Dan responded, but he didn't move away. "We should stick a spigot in you, drain it out, and boil up some maple syrup."
"You stick your spigot in me, I wouldn't be the one topping anymore."
"Nice. You freak."
"You're the one who wanted to make maple syrup out of my sappiness," Evan protested...”
― Kate Sherwood, Of Dark and Bright

“He flicked back the bedcovers and patted the spot beside him. "Come here so I can impress you with how metrosexual I am and spoon you."
"You've impressed me enough," she said, with a coquettish smile, before slipping into bed and pulling up the covers.
"Come here." He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, and she snuggled in, terrified by how good this felt but loving it regardless.
"This is nice," he murmured, dropping a kiss on top of her head that made her eyes prickle with tears.”
― Nicola Marsh, The Man Ban

“I laid a hand on his forearm, savouring the corded strength beneath, and nestle my head back against his chest. 'I wish I had days to spend with you- like this,' I managed to say as my eyelids drooped. 'Just me and you.'

'We will.' He kissed my hair. 'We will.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“I laid a hand on his forearm, savouring the corded strength beneath, and nestled my head back against his chest. 'I wish I had days to spend with you- like this,' I managed to say as my eyelids drooped. 'Just me and you.'

'We will.' He kissed my hair. 'We will.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“I'd think cuddling in front of the TV allowed me to at least be able to voice my opinions without getting my head bitten off.”
― Sarah J. Maas, House of Earth and Blood

“Cuddling, snacks, and movie nights are my favorite kinds of nights.”
― Caroline Korlins, Bad Girls' Chronicles

“The worst yet innocent guilt there ever existed is the mom-guilt. Moms often find themselves in situations wherein they have to do necessary chores or responsibilities while sacrificing the time they could have spent cuddling their little ones. This guilt is so intense yet equally necessary at times.”
― Mitta Xinindlu

“The worst yet innocent guilt there ever existed is the mom-guilt. This guilt is so intense yet equally necessary at times.”
― Mitta Xinindlu

“Moms often find themselves in situations wherein they have to do necessary chores or responsibilities while sacrificing the time they could have spent cuddling their little ones.”
― Mitta Xinindlu

“I put my cat’s chest tight against my own, so the healing frequency of her purrs could be absorbed by my heart. I am my own doctor. She is my doctor. We are my doctor.”
― Jarod Kintz, A Memoir of Memories and Memes