Gris & Dwayne: Belly Snuggles (Patreon Exclusive) (Patreon)

“Man, it’s really pouring down out there,” Gris said, looking out the window.  Sure enough, the snow was pouring like crazy.
“Good thing we’re inside together,” said Dwayne, coming close and snuggling the human from behind.  The wolf kissed him on the cheek.  “But you seem a little anxious. . .”
“Well, I’m just hoping the snow doesn’t stay,” Gris admitted.  “It’ll make it hard to drive if it does.  Or it might rain overnight and freeze the roads, and then things will be even worse. . .!”
“Shhhh,” Dwayne whispered, nuzzling against Gris’s cheek.  “Your anxiety’s going overboard again, babe.”  He smiled.  “Perhaps I can take you to a place where your anxieties will quiet down?”
Gris shivered pleasurably.  The human knew exactly what that meant.  “Yes.  I think that would be good.”
He turned to face Dwayne, who gave him a big smile.  The wolf didn’t waste any time, however: he gently grabbed Gris’s shoulders and then opened his jaw, revealing teeth that were absolutely dripping with drool.  Then, he gently brought the human inside of his mouth.
Gris smiled as Dwayne’s maw enveloped him, and he leaned into the hot, warm embrace, feeling the wolf’s breath wash over his face.  Dwayne’s tongue greeted him with welcoming licks, lapping up the human and covering him with spit in a matter of seconds.  It felt nice.  
But both lovers knew that Gris’s desired destination was the stomach.  And so, Dwayne quickly got to work.
/Gulp!/  With one swallow, the human was shoved forward into the esophagus, his head creating a bulge as it entered.  The tight, cylindrical space squeezed around Gris’s face, keeping him in place and preventing him from moving his head.  That was perfectly fine by Gris, though--he closed his eyes, and let himself go along for the ride.
With a few successive swallows, the human was sent down further.  Dwayne drooled on his lover, getting saliva all over his prey as he licked Gris up.  Below, Gris smiled and enjoyed his journey down the throat, and he went deeper and deeper inside Dwayne, until . . .
/Slurp!/  Another swallow sent the human past a barrier, and suddenly his head was inside an open space.  Immediately, loud gurgles and growls assaulted Gris’s ears, and he grinned as he heard wet walls drip with liquid.  This was Dwayne’s stomach--just the place he loved to be.
Upon feeling Gris enter his belly, the wolf quickly sped up the swallowing, shoving the human down into his grumbling gut.  Gris was soon curled up against the twitching walls of Dwayne’s innards, and it didn’t take long for the wolf to reach his feet.  The predator teased his prey with the final bite, then gulped it down, sealing the human away inside of him.
Gris felt his toes travel down Dwayne’s throat, and soon, they joined him inside of the belly.  “How does that feel, babe?” the wolf asked.  “A cozy place for a snowy night?”
The human’s anxieties had long since fallen away to the back of his mind, and he nodded.  “Yes, it is.  Thank you, Dwayne.”
“Of course.  I love having you inside me.  I’m going to sit on the couch; stay there as long as you’d like.”
“Thank you.”
Gris snuggled against the growling walls, calmed by the sensory overload.  He closed his eyes, and soon enough, he fell asleep.