Daddy's Little Spoon
#75 of Patreon Reward Vignettes
Ninth Vignette for FA: TimberPuppers !
Timber wanted some wholesome and slightly naughty cuddle time with my otter Dad, Jack. Not obvious, but this takes place inside Jack's predscape.
Contains: Daddy Play, Pillow Pecs, Smoochin', Mushy Lovey Praise, Spooning, Consent Affirmation, Anal Penetration, Cockwarming and Dozing Off Together
Sleeping while hilted on Daddy's cock is good for your posture, you know.
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Jack stretched out beneath his sheets, feeling his bare fur against the smooth fabric. The middle-aged otter turned his head towards the door, pensively pursing his lips to one side for a moment. "Timber, are you coming to bed?" His baritone carried easily without him having to raise his voice much.
"Yes, Daddy~" The drowsy voice of the pup in question preceded him. Timber was wearing his usual lounge-around- the-house gear, consisting of a tank top, briefs, stockings and armwarmers, topped with his red ballcap settled backwards in a childish way. The playful pupper, however, was quite ready for bed, low energy but happy nonetheless. His short tail swayed back and forth rather than wagging in a blur as it so often did.
The older male pulled on his sheets, unfurling the covers to fold back on themselves. He held the bedding open in welcome to his good boy.
It was welcome indeed for the tired pupper, who crawled into the opening in the covers on his hands, then his knees as he got close enough. One arm casually slid under Jack's outstretched arm to wrap around his chest as he shifted and got his body more in parallel with the much larger male.
Jack sighed warmly as he felt the wet canine nose lightly press into his right pec. Certain that Timber was settled in, the otter flicked his wrist to unfurl the covers back towards the edge of the bed. He let his arm come down, lowering the covers to rest on the smaller form beside him and curling his bicep around the pup's shoulders.
Timber sighed happily, enfolded in the loving arms of the older male. He nuzzled along the broad chest in front of him, feeling the soft layer of plumpness between the pelt and the strong muscles beneath become clear when the otter gave him a squeeze.
The tightening embrace was shortly followed by a shifting of position. Jack rolled onto his back, his tail curling around Timber's right thigh from behind to help pull him up on top as the covers slid along his back.
The pupper rested the side of his face down on Jack's left pectoral, arms draping more comfortably on either side of his soft, hefty middle.
With a single finger, Jack coaxed the pup to raise his head. He craned his own neck down and met the unsuspecting dog's lips in a kiss.
A bit more energized from this tender gesture, Timber scooted up along the otter's body to both kiss more deeply and not force his Daddy to have to crane his neck so far. The pup's tail swayed a bit faster beneath the covers as he let out a blissful mmm into the kiss.
After some time of their lips pressing and sliding and parting to return all the more firmly, Jack lightly let his head sink back onto his pillow, parting the kiss entirely. "Daddy loves you, Timber." He rumbled warmly, giving the pup a squeeze around the waist.
The dog rested his head down again, jaw-first to be staring right into Jack's eyes from his pecs. "I love you too, Daddy~"
Stroking his webbed paw down to cup Timber's still clothed rear, the heavy lutra smiled. "Would you like to be my little spoon?
Perking up, Timber nodded, his smile getting wider. "Yes, Daddy."
Before the pup could shift to move off of the otter, Jack's hands were gently holding on and turning him over on his body. He manhandled Timber with a lightness that belied the strength of his grasp. Once he had his arms around the canine's chest, he rolled back onto his side again, curling his legs up and gently pressing down until the pup's hips met with his own.
Settling into place, the dog immediately noticed the semi-hard shaft pulsing against the pink fabric of his briefs, nestling right between his round buns. Timber blushed softly, giving one of Jack's biceps a nuzzle as he resisted the urge to start grinding into it.
The hefty otter's left hand eased down to lightly hook a claw against the elastic waistband of the pup's undies. "Would you like to be Daddy's cockwarmer for the night?" He cooed quietly, the question backed by a low rumble from his chest directly into the dog's shoulder blades.
Blushing deeper, Timber whined and fidgeted in place. "Please, Daddy..." He nodded, peeking up and back at the older male.
The claw hooked into the colorful briefs tugged down smoothly, joined by Jack's talented tail-tip on the far side to help it slide around Timber's hips. At the same time, the lutra began to grind, his girth firming up as he grew hard enough to properly get into position.
Once the fabric was out of the way and he felt erect enough, Jack leaned his muzzle down beside Timber's ear. "You're such a good boy, Timber..." He pressed forward, the tip of his arousal smoothly spreading the pup's pert cheeks and penetrating deeper. "You're used to Daddy's cock inside you, just relax..." He encouraged lightly, though he hardly needed to.
Timber moaned blissfully as he felt the girthy member burying up into his body deeper and deeper in one continuous stroke. Then, they were spooned again, but with a hidden fullness within the little spoon, helping him stay nice and snug in position. He trembled with bliss, and then sighed, doing his best to relax.
Shifting his right arm slightly, the strong otter got his bicep directly beneath Timber's head, the soft body fat and unflexed muscle making for a warm plush pillow. Jack rested his head on his fabric and feather pillow as his left arm curled around to give his pup a squeeze around the middle. He could feel the dog's pulse slowing as he began to drift towards sleep again.
"You're such a good boy, Timber..." Jack said softly, smiling as he began to doze as well. "My good boy..."