impromptu belly button drabbbbble
i’m having a hard time finishing this one fic so here’s a previously requested drabblydoo with extra kinks. it’s weird and kind of twisted but that’s what hiatuses cause.
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triggers: s&m, ice play, praise kink, sub josh x dom f. reader, josh being tortured and crying
your favorite part of josh’s body was everything because it was his. but you grew a kink for a scar, particularly the one on his abdomen after being born. everyone has one, but his navel had a special meaning for you. it was a unique proof of his identity as a human, just like his fingerprint or his iris. something about touching and familiarizing yourself with this part of his anatomy felt just as intimate as when you first touched his cock. even more so, since so many have actually seen it. little did people know, that adorable, swirly scar was sensitive to touch just as his nipples, his cock, or his mouth were.
while you were dominating josh, you tied his wrists and ankles to the bed posts and teased him to the point of crying. normally you’d feel bad, but he told you to not take it easy this time. you made him tell you his safe word (”spooky”), and show you his safe sign (peace sign) for when you’d inevitably gag him. you peeled your panties off, drying his sweat and tears with them before shoving them in his mouth.
“pretty boy, i told you. no begging” you spoke carelessly. inside, seeing him completely stripped down for you to use at your disposal was arousing to say the least. his cock stood straight out, begging for attention, but first you focused on the focal point of his abdomen. turning yourself around in a 69 position, you placed your knees on either side of his chest knowing full well what you were doing to him. he whimpered at the site of you, spread open before his eyes and soaking wet. you reached between your thighs, fingering yourself before him, his heaving stomach and desperate sounds driving you further. you rolled your hips for him, adding more fingers and giving him a show. your tongue made contact with his belly button briefly, making him squirm.
“thirsty?” you asked tauntingly.
“mhmm” he mumbled. you left the bed to his dismay, retrieving ice cubes from the freezer you prepared earlier with him in mind. it was all a part of your evil plan.
“get ready, angel. you’re doing so well.” you praised. you gently secured a blindfold over his eyes before you removed the gag from his mouth. you popped one of your ice cubes into your mouth, letting it melt a little before transferring it to his mouth. he moaned gratefully, surprised at the coldness and how good it felt on his throat. you stuck your fingers into his mouth and he sucked them, moaning once he realized he was tasting you.
“more, babe. you taste so good” he said, biting his lip when he realized he wasn’t supposed to be ordering you around.
“i don’t think the one that’s tied up should be giving orders” you giggled. you couldn’t resist his request tough, considering how his cold tongue and mouth felt around your fingers. the ice cubes had already melted in his warm mouth. you sucked another ice cube, getting it smooth before inserting it into your vagina. you gasped at the sensation, instantly shivering and needing something to warm you up. you placed your knees on either side of his head, lowering your self to his mouth. he instinctively met you the rest of the way, groaning when he realized it wasn’t a regular kiss.
“naughty girl” he teased, lapping the cold water melting from your heat mixed with your wetness. you moaned, high-pitched and needy at the feeling of his tongue and mouth devouring you, holding onto his head for support.
“i’m g-gonna cum, josh, oh god” you panted, grinding against his tongue. your thighs shook and you buckled at the intensity of your orgasm. he growled with his tongue buried inside you, desperately wanting to grab your ass and help hold you closer. you removed yourself from his mouth, oversensitive and trying to regain composure. losing character for a moment, you wrapped yourself around him, kissing his chest and showering him with praises. you grinned at his relaxed state, knowing you were about to ruin it. you grabbed another ice cube before sliding down his body and settling on his thigh. you let the ice slip from your mouth onto his stomach. he moaned loudly, biting back the urge to beg. you nudged the ice cube into his belly button, noticing how he shivered. you knelt between his legs, completely ignoring his cock. you held his hips with both hands, licking around where the ice melted then dipping the tip of your tongue into his navel. you teased there for a while, until he was squirming and couldn’t help the begging.
“please baby girl” josh moaned, straining restlessly. you looked at his cock, noticing how flushed it was at the tip and the beads of precum connecting to his lower stomach. when you finally touched his cock, he jolted. you ran your hand up and down his cock while thinking for a moment, wondering how you wanted him to cum. you thought about how good it’d feel to have him inside you, even for a moment. he’d probably cum too quickly if you didn’t make it very slow and brief.
“don’t you dare cum, josh. you’ll be sorry.” you warned. you straddled his hips, very gently guiding his engorged cock to your pussy. you watched his lips part in a gasp as you rubbed the slick head against your clit, then down to your dripping entrance. slowly, you lowered yourself onto him, feeling every inch of his cock pressing against your walls. words could not explain the agonizing urge to just ride him until you both came, but you were not done playing with him yet. his breathing was fast as you sat flush against him, watching him struggle.
“not fair” he whined, squirming to get you to move. you smiled at how easy it was to break a grown-ass man. you squeezed your muscles around him to tease him, and rocked your hips a little, making him gasp and whimper. unceremoniously, you pulled off him and completely left the bed, silently admiring the new shiny, slick wetness your juices left on his cock.
“where...where are you? y/n, please...please come back” josh begged, the strained sobs obvious in his voice. it pulled at your heartstrings enough for you to remove the blindfold to see his dark, red, watery eyes staring back at you.
“wow, so dramatic, babe” you soothed, stroking his cheek with your thumb and leaning over to kiss him. he moaned into the kiss, accepting it gratefully. being that he was such a good boy and deserved it, you grabbed the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount into your palm.
“you ready to cum now?” you asked softly while warming the lube in your hand. he sniffled, nodding enthusiastically. you frowned in disapproval.
“use your words or i’ll have to gag you again.” you demanded, sitting back on your heels.
“s-sorry, i’m ready to cum” josh timidly spoke, eyes glazing over your naked body. you grinned, sitting between his legs and taking his cock in your lubed up hand. he sucked in air sharply through his teeth as you firmly stroked up and down his cock, finally getting the consistent friction he needed.
“cum when you need to” you said, slowly speeding up your hand and cradling his balls with your other. you watched as the tip deepened in shade, darker than you thought possible. your eyes scanned up his squirming, twitching muscles, to his incredibly gone expression. you bit your lip, giggling in surprise when he finally shot his load giving several loud grunts.
you gently stroked him through it, realizing that a bit of cum landed in his belly button. you found it the most endearing thing, curling up to him as he came down from his high.
“you came so hard for me, i’m proud of you. didn’t have to use your safe word once” you praised, untying his restraints.