Me too, sort of...
...whoever I've been attached to to the extent that they regularly shared my bed, I go into a decline if I don't get to curl up next to them last thing at night. More than a couple of days and I start to get irritable.

Even those I argued with more often than was healthy, as long as we had that sweet 5 minutes before nodding off to sleep, it felt like everything would be okay no matter how shit a time in general was being had. Strange thing is that if I'm single at a given time then for however long, the craving doesn't exist. But as soon as a coupling starts to get serious then BAM! - gimme snuggles or expect mood swings.

My last BF (featured briefly in my best-of but not in a good way) wasn't so keen and ended up putting a cordon of quilt between me and him*, making physical contact pretty much impossible. Just one of the reasons that it didnt work out.

The current BF though is just the same as me. Whilst there are occasional overheating issues to take into account, I can always count on his arms around me as I drift off, or vice-versa. Just one of the reasons that I really like this guy**.

Snuggles - they're not a luxury, they're a staple.

* That is unless he wanted some of my sweeeet lovin, which in his defence was more often than not. Got a bit scarce when things went downhill at the end though.
** Understatement.
(thatblokeoverthere not quite as much an arsehole as I thought, Mon 22 Dec 2008, 8:57, Reply)