What would each character favored cuddling position/style be?

from /hhg/ Helluva Hotel general #695
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I feel lonely, let's fill the void with degenerate waifu/husbando nonsense.

What would each character's favored cuddling position/style be?
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>angel
>all arms warped around you pushing your face in his chest floof
>Stolas
>big spoon, fully nude, his erection sticking through your thighs
uhhhhhh
those are the only two I can picture
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I feel like Stolas would be the small spoon, and it would be funny because hes fking huge
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>Alastor has been a tough nut to crack.
>Months of growing closer, slowly working through his defenses, the masks, the facades.
>You're not even sure if you've hit upon the real man, the man behind the "Radio Demon", the man behind the voice that plays across the airways every night.
>...
>The bed is simple, but old and one that you have slowly grown accustomed to seeing.
>Rarely in it, save for now.
>But here you are.
>You lay on your back, propped up to a half sitting position by a stack of pillows.
>The mop of red hair, ears?, and hrns lay atop your bare chest, rising and falling with your breathing.
>The tips of those horns prod if you take too deep a breath, near to drawing blood, but a cost you willingly pay.
>You left hand is tucked into his left pit, pulling him tighter against you.
>His eyes are closed.
>The static that normally clings to his voice vibrates off his snores.
>The smile as broad and unnerving as ever.
>You take comfort in that normalcy despite how off putting that shark grin can be under other circumstances.
>Just before you drift off to sleep, you run your freehand through Al's fiery tufts and take in a deep breath.
>He smells of the day, a slight acridic twinge mixed with a touch of something that almost reminds you of pepper, all pulled together via a hit of ozone.
>Another poke of those horns and a pang from your back makes you remember that this position is for his comfort, not yours.
>In fact, just about all you do is for him - your enjoyment, your happiness, your pain these are secondary.
>You are not indispensable, but you have achieved the status of favored tool.
>But the occasional glance, the subtle squeeze of a shoulder or hand in public, it all gives you a feel of hope that maybe, just maybe you will move beyond that.
All according to plan.
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> Somehow, you and Octavia have been left alone long enough to sleep through the night in the same bed.
> Of course being young adults you did the other type of sleeping first.
> But as you adjust your grip and position against the sleeping owl, you think you may actually enjoy this more.
> The way she lets out a faint and soft trill with every breath.
> Her arms wrapped tightly around you, as though she feared you were going to get up and run away.
> Her face buried into the crook of your neck.
> You continue to idly run your hands against her feathers, relishing their silky texture.
> She grumbles slightly at the slight irritation, and unconsciously squeezes you tighter, before relaxing and resuming her soft rhythmic trilling.
> You find yourself being lulled to sleep, but you struggle to stay awake, not wanting the moment to end.
> Then you realize, this'll happen again many times.
> As long as you are by each other's sides.
> So you settle for cherishing the moment, and fall asleep in her tight embrace.
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why is cuddling such a comfy thing to imagine?
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Because it is comfy.
Because it requires trust and the desire for intimacy or at the very least, a desire to play at intimacy.