Mika smiled as he couldn't help but think that Astrid gave the best hugs.
Not only was he smothered by her massive, soft breasts from the front—pressing against him like the world's most comfortable cushion.
But even his back was completely covered by all seven of her tails, wrapping around him like a cocoon of pure fluff and warmth.
It felt like being encased in a cloud.
Like being back in his mother's womb, surrounded by warmth and safety and love.
'Definitely top five best hugs in the entire world.' He thought. 'Maybe even top three.'
But then he looked around at the empty corridor—the cold, impersonal hallway of the Alliance building-and awkwardly glanced down at her.
"Hey, Astrid?"
"Mmm?" She hummed contentedly against his chest.
"As much as I'm loving this hug right now—and I really am, it's amazing—I think we should probably go to some other place."
"This isn't exactly the most private area."
He gestured vaguely at the hallway.
