This was a request by someone :)
There is some smut, so prepare yourself for some heat.
"The hell? You so are garbage at this game," He said. I saw him shake his head in disapproval in the corner of my eye.
"Hey!" I snapped, as I lowered my controller. "I haven't played this game in ages," I said as I turned my head to Tartaglia.
He then turned his head to me. "Yeah, but... You are really horrible..."
I shook my head, then focused back on the screen, but then he attacked me again, and my character died. For the 5th time.
I heard him chuckle. He was closer to winning the bet. We made a deal that he'd tickle me wherever he wanted if he won, but I was sure that I was gonna win this match in our video game. I just hoped he wasn't gonna tickle my belly button or belly area because those are my most ticklish spots.
So, for the last match, I tried my hardest. I ran up to him in-game, but he managed to one-shot me. "What?!" I sputtered. "Okay, just how did you even do that?!"
I heard Tartaglia snort from the right of me. Turning my head to him, he looked at me with a slight smirk. "You know what that means Y/N~," He said in a teasing voice.
I just rolled my eyes. "Ugh fine," I said as I adjusted myself on the couch properly. "Just tickle me," I just wanted to get it over with.
"Hey, you know the deal~ I have to find a place to make you shriek with laughter first~," He taunted me by wriggling his fingers over to me, near my belly.
"Ugh!" I said, giggling already. "Just pick a spot already!"
He withdrew his fingers from me. "Fine~ I choose... Your belly button~," His smirk grew wider as his bright blue eyes stared into my scared and nervous face.
"M-My... Belly Button?" My heart dropped.
He nodded, "Yeah?" He tilted his head. "What, is there a problem with that specific part~?"
"N-N-No...!" I snapped. I didn't want him to know I was insanely ticklish there. I knew that was only gonna make him tickle me there harder. So, I pretended I wasn't. "I'm not even that ticklish, alright!"
"Well, let's find out," He said with a teaseful voice. He pointed to my shirt. "Pull it up~,"
"Ugh, why? Can't you just tickle my belly button through my shirt?" I groaned, not wanting to lift my shirt up. I knew that was only gonna tickle worse.
"What's the fun in that?! You need to be tickled on your bare skin~," He insisted.
I swear every time I look at him, he gets more demanding of everything.
So, I then reluctantly pulled up my shirt, to reveal my (Your navel type: Shallow/innie/outie) belly button to Tartaglia.
I saw him smile at me. "Now that's a pretty belly button~," he teased.
"Pretty?" I asked, with confusion in my voice. "Ugh, you're such a weirdo," I grumbled. Then, I sighed, then mumbled: "Just tickle it already,"
But, he did hear me. He reached over, then softly scratched his finger on my navel. The tickling sensation was overwhelming. I wanted to burst out laughing, but I didn't want Tartaglia to know that I was super ticklish. I looked calm on the outside for a while, but inside I was screaming as I felt Tartaglia's fingers scattering around my stomach, with his finger occasionally dropping into my belly button. And once his finger did fall in, he didn't just take it out, he was wriggling his finger in there.
I haven't felt this tickly feeling in such a long time. I couldn't keep it in, I started to shift on the couch, and that was all it took for Tartaglia to know I was ticklish.
"Hmmm, 'not ticklish' are we~?" He mocked me as he scattered his fingers over my belly more, and I tried and tried to keep my laughter in, but my attempts to stifle my laughter failed when his finger reentered my belly button.
"HAHAHAHAAHA!" I burst out laughing, trying to back away from Tartaglia.
"Where do you think you're going?" He said as he grabbed me by my waist, pulling me back to him.
"Eek!" I squealed when he did this, which seemed to make him blush softly. But whatever flusteredness he had, went away when he went to town on my navel again.
The sensation was becoming unbearable. He kept digging his fingers into my belly button, swirling his fingers around it, and into it. "HeheeheHAHAHA! TARTAGLIA! STOPPP!" I pleaded.
"Hey, it's only been like 2 minutes!" I heard him say, then he continued to drill into my belly button.
I was so tempted to pull his orange hair off of his head. But before I could shove him away, he put his arms around my back, hoisted my midriff up to his face, and then blew a raspberry on my belly...
I never had a raspberry done to my stomach before, but I'll tell you it tickled like hell. My laughter could be heard throughout the house. "NOHOHOHHO! WHAT THE HELL! STHAHAHAP!" I whined.
I then felt his tongue enter my belly button. His wet tongue licked the bottom of it. "TARTHAHAAGLIHAHAHAHA! STOP THAHAHAT! NOOO!" I laughed harder, "ARE YOU LICHEHEKING IHEHEHEIT?! YOU WEIRDO!"
After that, he shoved my body down on the couch. "Oof!" I grunted. Then he pounced on me, pinning me down on the couch. He then blew another raspberry.
With how he was pinning me down... there was no escape. I had to endure his raspberries blowing away on my vulnerable tummy. I couldn't take it anymore, my laughter was so loud, and coming out so forceful it was hard to even laugh anymore. My voice was getting hoarse.
"'I'm not ticklish' What a lie that was~," Tartaglia mimicked me.
"Shahahaut upppp....!" I gasped for breath.
He eventually stopped after that, and when he did, boy was I out of breath. I sat there, as I saw him crawl off of me, panting out of breath. "Never... do... that... again...." I said.
"Ugh, come on you know you like laughing~,"
"Not like that! That was torture!" I yelled at him.
After a while, I regained composure and sat up. Glancing at Tartaglia, revenge crossed my mind. I wiggled my fingers toward him.
He eyed my fingers coming towards him, then he backed away slightly. "Nuh uh~ No ticky backs~"
I grunted and rolled my eyes, "It's only fair!" I snapped at him, with a pout.
"Trust me, you don't wanna tickle me~,"
"And why is that?"
"I have a different reaction to sensitive touches~" He said with a smirk.
I blinked at him for a while but then caught on. "Ugh! Gross!" I snapped at him, quickly taking my fingers away from him.
I saw him roll his eyes.
But then I looked over at him again. "Do you... really?"
Tartaglia looked at me. "What? Do you wanna find out Y/N?" That smirk came back on his face.
I blushed a bit. "What?! No!" I looked away, then looked back at him. "Ok... maybe...."
I heard him giggle. "Just be gentle,"
I rolled my eyes, "Like that's gonna happen with how you treated me,"
"Oops~," He said with a playful voice.
I was thinking of a spot to tickle him, but then I realized part of his belly was visible from how the bottom of his jacket was parted. I softly moved it aside, to expose his belly button. Which was a normal innie, it looked very tight, you couldn't even see the bottom.
I saw Tartaglia look at me with a smile, "Careful, that part is the most sensitive~,"
I looked back down at his belly button, then I reached over and stuck my finger into his navel, and wriggled my finger around it inside. It was tight, and I had to push my finger inside it to feel the bottom.
I wanted to begin to wriggle my finger around his navel, like what this idiot was doing to mine, but then second my finger pressed into the hole, he shifted in the couch a bit. No giggles, no chuckles, just a horny expression on his face.
I tilted my head at that, then started to lightly scratch my fingernail at the bottom of his navel, feeling that there was a lump of skin at the bottom.
Tartaglia bit his lip, grabbing onto the sofa cushion. "Ahh~" He moaned a bit. "Press it deeper Y/N~," He said.
I blinked, with my face a little red. I really wasn't expecting him to get off to me doing this.
"Press it! Please~ Press my navel~,"
I pressed my finger deeper into the navel hole, softly fiddling with the lump of flesh in his belly button. "Ugh~ Y/N play with it harder~,"
I did what he wanted, he started to move my finger around inside faster, and then he moaned harder. "Ugh~ that feels so good~ Y/N~," He moaned.
This was getting too heated for me, and I was getting off to hearing Tartaglia moan like this. Continuing to press his navel, gave me a surprise. With how I was positioned over Tartaglia, I felt something touch my arm. I looked down and saw that he was getting hard.
I was thinking of rubbing it, and that's what I did. I softly stroked it, while my finger was inside of his belly button moving around. Tartaglia grabbed the couch and arched his back, and he moaned loudly.
Rubbing his cock, it was starting to cum a little bit, so he continued to softly rub it, all while still messing with his belly button.
Eventually, there was a large stain on his pants' crotch.
I heard him pant, then he looked over at me. "Y/N that felt so good~,"
I blushed at that. "Was not expecting to do anything like that with you ever," I said.
Tartaglia smiled. "You know you liked it~"
"Never said I didn't~," I said back with a chuckle.
Tartaglia rolled his eyes, "Think you can get sassy with me? How about another tickle attack?"
"Nohohoho!" I said laughing already. "Anything but that!"