Daddy's Forever

Story by Tristan Hawthorne on SoFurry

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#89 of Patreon Reward Vignettes

Finally getting back to posting. The last few vignettes I posted in my hiatus were causing my wrists to act up. Now that I feel confident typing a bit I can finish uploading October's vignettes and get October's Predscape Travel Blog up!

Tenth vignette for Timber! Once again with Da-er, Jack, following up A Grand Release.

Timber's been toying with the thought of "soft perma" lately. Belonging to someone forever, loved and cared for as part of them. He refers to Jack's Predscape as Hot Otter Heaven for a reason.

Contains: Post-Vore Afterglow, Middle-Aged Musclegut Daddy Otter, Age Difference, 20-something Twink Pupper, Implications of Sexual Intercourse, Talking About Reformation Timing, Teasing about Permanence, Unexpectedly Strong Reactions, Earnest Loving Shmoopy Talk When One Partner Is Needily Grinding, Acceptance of Boundaries, Return to Teasing and More Needy Grinding.

Timber is FA: TimberPuppers

Jack is my Daddy-- I mean, he's my character who is a daddy.

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Jack ran his thick fingertips over the curve of his well-padded belly. He only applied enough pressure to feel the outline of the young man inside, tracing over the canine writhing with bliss. Out in the rest of his houseboat, the Renewal festivities were continuing, but in this moment, the otter was alone with his good boy.

Timber's entire world was Jack, and had been for weeks. Over the last couple days that had been less literal than usual, but with this act of submission, it had become material once again. The dog pressed out into the feeling of prodding fingertips from the outside, his tail's base twitching as he lacked the space within the snug stomach to wag.

The tingle of digestion had not begun yet, since the middle-aged otter wanted to savor this time. Jack shifted on his covers and lay back onto his pillow, giving his belly a possessive squeeze with both webbed hands. "I knew you would want to return home within, Timber." He hardly had to speak up, knowing his baritone voice easily resonated from his built chest down into the filled dome of his stomach.

Moaning, either because of the feeling of the walls vibrating from the older male's voice or the groping from outside, Timber shifted around and nuzzled into the flexing rugae. "I'll always want to be yours, Daddy..."

Smiling gently, Jack shifted back to trailing and pressing, feeling over the curled up shape hidden by his pudge. "I know..." The powerful otter sighed affectionately. "Every Renewal you'll want back into Daddy."

A dreamy sigh came in return, able to be felt almost as much as heard from within his core. Timber pressed his head up to the top of the stomach, where the sound of the otter's heart was strongest. The music of his Daddy's body: a steady lilting two-step of the life-giving organ accompanied by the slow rush of air in and out of Jack's lungs and the wet squelching of the stomach walls squishing into the dog's short fur.

"I'm lucky I brought you home in my own car." The hefty lutra rumbled. "I don't have to worry about storing yours between Renewals like some of my other boys."

Huffing with a blush on his hidden cheeks, the pupper shifted about. "Even if I ever owned a car, you could just sell it. I won't ever need that."

Jack smirked, a teasing lilt coming to his voice. "In that case, why should I even let you out during Renewals?"

Timber's eyes widened in the dark of the stomach as a tremble ran down his spine. He let out a low whine, his light squirms turning into a needful grind as his steady, lazy post-coital arousal returned in full force.

Outside, the otter's eyes widened as well, his whole belly rather blatantly lurching to the side as his occupant began to needily hump his inner walls. Jack hadn't expected that strong of a reaction to his playful tease. "Timber...?"

"I... I want to be your good boy forever, Daddy..." Timber murmured, his voice clearly tinged with lust as he continued to needily press his hips into the warm stomach walls.

Wrapping his muscular arms around his shifting gut, he held it still and gently flexed his abs. Jack embraced the boy inside him with his stomach and his arms all at once. The contraction of Jack's abdominals was enough to lift his head from his pillow to press his face into the curve of his own gut. He nuzzled firmly, murmuring. "You'll always be my good boy, Timber. Even when you're not Inside... you're my good boy."

A side-effect of the snug embrace was that it made it harder for the needy pup inside to grind and hump. The low whine from within reflected that, along with an audible tinge of disappointment that the otter hadn't doubled down on the teasing in favor of sincerity.

Jack rocked his belly in his arms tenderly, understanding the reaction entirely. "If I never let you out, you'd be pretty lonely during Renewals..."

Timber sighed, nuzzling into the stomach walls. "I guess you're right... But being yours forever..." He let out a little happy mmmmm at the lust-driven desire.

The middle-aged otter rubbed along the bundled up form inside his gut while keeping the stomach walls clenched tight on his cherished meal. "I always leave the option open... if you were to change your mind, there needs to be an out." Jack said, love dripping from every word. "That's important, even if I know you won't ever want to leave..."

The pup listened quietly, before nodding, pressing a paw into the fleshy wall out towards the rubbing. "I think that's why it's so easy to want to stay forever... I'm not your prisoner, Daddy. I'm your good boy."

Jack smiled broadly, letting out a tender, wordless croon as he gently rocked his belly in his hands again. "Which is totally unintentional and not my strategy for keeping my boys forever~" His deep voice lilted in a teasing manner again.

"G-guh..." Timber buried his face into the slimy rugae, starting to needily grind again as he thought about his wonderful Daddy... making so many boys want to stay forever with just how good of a Daddy he is... just how Daddy likes it... It didn't matter if that idea was just a tease or not, the pup was in bliss~