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- BAILE INoLVIDABLE -

- FIRELORD zuko x fem! Concubine reader

- synopsis : a small slice of life after the birth of your daughter.

- an : thank you guys for the support on this series again. I know the last few chapters aren’t the best but I try, anywho I’m interested in doing a Toph x reader series if anyone would want that.. anyways enjoy the double post today ✌️✌️

- content warning : whimpering zuko, smut, fingering, hand job, idk

Ch 8 : Ch 9 : Ch 1 :

It had been five years since Izumi was born. Everyday since then you swore the world was brighter. Your daughter was perfect in every way, smart, talented, funny. She looked so much like her father, though he thinks she takes after you.

Things of course changed in small ways, zuko had court start an hour earlier every day so that he could have enough time with his family in the evening. Every summer he arranged for a trip to ember island. Before bed he would read to his daughter— reminding her how much she truly is loved.

Izumi may have been the most protected child on earth, not only having the fire lord as her father but the avatar and his team as her aunts and uncles. Something you never worried about was if your child was in danger.

Though, one thing that hadn’t changed..

“Common zu, let me hear you” you mockingly spoke. Your hand, at an agonizingly slow pace, massaging zukos cock. His stomach rippled against your touch, his hips trying to force you to go faster.

“Ngh~ p-please” he managed, his voice shaking.

“Please what?” You murmured, licking a popped vein in his neck. Hearing him beg made you grind against your hand faster.

Zuko looked down at you, his eyes pleading, his cheeks completely red. “I need to feel you”

“Aren’t you already doing that?” You teased. Your lips kissed along his collarbone, sucking a deep purple mark that matched the other two across his torso.

“Y-you know what I mean” he grunted. His head fell back against the bed frame.

Your already slow pace nearly stopped, your thumb teasing the top of his overstimulated tip. “That attitude isn’t very attractive zu, you don’t want me to pull back right baby?”

His head snapped back and he shook it “no, no please” zukos looked so fearful at the idea of loosing your touch.

“Awe, I’m so sorry baby, I shouldn’t say such mean things” you faked sympathy and finally moved your wrist quicker. Bitting your bottom lip and admiring at how vocal your lover truly was.

Zuko was close, you could tell. His sweat began to steam off his skin, the fireplace nearby was starting to dance wildly. His body trembled, just before his climax he grabbed the side of your face, connecting your lips. Praise befell his lips between every kiss. His whimpers and begs for his release lined your tongue. Though he didn’t dare cum without your permission, you could be quite a scary woman.

The hand you used to please yourself, covered in your own essence, you brought to zukos mouth. His gaze didn’t leave your own as he sucked sweetly. “Go on my lord” you purred. Zukos eyes snapped shut, his moans became muffled as his cock spurred his release.

You let go of him and licked the cum off your hand. Zuko pulled back breathless and shamelessly raked his eyes over your body. The valley between your breast was covered in dark marks, he noticed the shine on your inner thighs, and he certainly noticed how his cum dripped down your arm.

You giggled softly, it was amusing seeing how he looked at you. Crawling forward, you sat on his lap, thighs squeezing his waist, his cock resting against your stomach and growing harder by the moment. Gently you grabbed Zukos hair and pulled him into a kiss. His eagerness to feel you was present in how quickly he grabbed your waist, forcing you up and breathing in your scent.

“My love” he begged. His body held you up, with one arm rested under your ass and the other supporting your back, he gazes up to you through his lashes and your breast. Zuko kissed the bottom of one of your tits, while your chest was already large, they seemed to have gone up two sizes since izumis birth— Not that zuko complained. “I need you on my cock, need to feel you around me, please let me love you”

You petted back his hair, tilting your head down at him. Such a strong and important man, begging and pussy drunk all for you.

“Common” he grunted as your grip tightened on his head. Zuko smugly smiled, letting your body drop and forcing you to lean against him, his hand closest to your legs found its way between them. “You know you want it” he whispered in your ears. His teasing fingers spreading your lips apart and toying with your entrance.

Two fingers slowly stretched with their tips, lightly touching your walls. You gasped, looking down trying to keep some composer “you’re quite cocky for someone who was begging me to cum only a few moments ago” you bit back. Though your response only fueled zuko, letting three fingers thrust inside of you without warning. You loudly moaned, feeling them press against your soft spot.

“Look at how you swallow me, fuck, you consume my entire beinging” his breathless banter matched your pitched moans. His rapid thrust began to make your thighs shake, the way he curled his fingers to abuse your insides made you feel as though you were going to climax yourself.

“Z-zuko wait” you tried to plead. “I w-wanna cum on your cock not y-your hand” your words were slurred, half lost in translation.

“And You will Baby, I just need to taste you, I can’t wait any longer” he urged. Zuko was the type to always give you what you desire, though when he didn’t have the opportunity to eat, he was more prone to his own selfish wants.

Your voice went silent, and your body tensed before a wave of relief and pleasure fell down. You leaned foward onto zuko to catch your breath, half hazardly watching him lick his hand clean yet again.

Once you regained your energy, zuko lightly pushed you back. You giggled slightly and traced your leg up his torso, placing it on its ‘throne’ or rather Zukos shoulder.

“You’re insatiable today” he commented.

“Since when did you complain about more sex?”

“Who said I’m complaining?”

You laughed and rolled your eyes. Zuko matched your small fit, kissing you with a gentle kindness.

“Hey” you flicked a strand of zukos hair from your face.

“Hm?” He aimlessly responded, more focused on lining himself with your entrance.

“Wanna try for baby number 2?”

“Sorry for being late” Zuko spoke as he approached his friends. It was the festival of freedom, the same one where you and Zuko rekindled all those years ago.

“You said be here at 7.. 7 zuko! Guess what time it is.. ITS NOT 7!” Sokka complained, his usual antics were amusing. Though the fire lord completly ignored him.

“Papa!” Izumi ran up to her father. Zuko sunk down and grabbed his child, sweeping her up into his arms and smiling at her.

“Hello there, did you have fun?” He kindly spoke.

Your daughter’s eyes light up as she recalled her day with Katara and Aang. The two would take her for a couple of hours every once in a while, letting them prepare for their future as parents but also get to know the young princess better.

Izumi was so open with her father, she truly admired him. It warmed your heart seeing your love heal himself while giving his child all he never had.

“Hi zuzu” you cooed and lightly adjusted your daughter’s bangs. You ended up giving her a similar nickname to her father.

Walking off with the group, though you thought they couldn’t tell, it was rather hard to hide the matching set of hickeys on both of your necks. Guess Sokka received his answer as to why you were late.

Throughout the night Izumi moved between stalls and games. Zuko took her to see traditional dances and bought her nice gifts. However towards the end of the night Zuko took you aside alone. There was a special spot on the mountain where only he had access too.

The area was hidden by trees, but towards the edge was a medium open area. A blanket with wine and candles were set, zuko light them in an instant, your favorite flowers rested against a small box in one corner. You raised your eye brow in suspicion but sat down at zukos urging.

Taking the box you opened it, gasping when you saw the contents. Taking out the bracelet you felt tears begin to form in your eyes. It was golden, with patterns etched along it from your culture. It was sleek and clearly expensive, the workmanship was so detailed zuko would have had to travel to your home to purchase it. Flipping it over, the inside had a small inscription, a loving message from Zuko.

“Did I do good?”

“Oh zu” you smiled “you did amazing” you nearly jumped with how fast you hugged him.

“I’m glad” he spoke in return, holding you close.

Moving back he helped you put the jewelry on. You didn’t know why you were surprised at it being a perfect fit. Soon the fire work display began, Urara soon brought Izumi to join you both so she could experience the moment with her parents.

Zuko leaned over and kissed your cheek, the warmth of his lips felt nice against the cold air. He stayed close and whispered in your ear “I’ll have to get you another one after baby number two~”

- BAILE INoLVIDABLE -

- FIRELORD zuko x fem concubine reader

- Synopsis : an argument with zuko over reckless behavior with the avatar. Then a small intimate moment after the birth of the child.

- an : next chapter will be the last chapter, thank you so much for the support on this series. This chapter is also rushed bc I’m doing college finals and they’re kicking my ass

- content warning : fluff, minor angst? Idk not really

CH 7, CH 8, CH, 9

You were use to Zukos schedule. He was a busy man, working as the Fire Lord and a close partner of the avatar. Realistically you should be thankful he made time for you.

Though he showed you love, showering you in gifts and affection, never letting you want for long. All of that felt worthless when it seemed like he lacked respect for you.

“You’re not listening to me!” You nearly shouted. Zuko had his back facing you, standing on the other side of the shared bed.

“And what do you suggest I do? Refuse the avatars request for help? Put the lives of thousands at risk because you were worried?” Zuko turned around and snapped. His irritation only grew the more you questioned his actions.

“No zuko, I want you to have some common sense and realize you have a pregnant wife due at any moment, and not get yourself killed! You went into a fucking storm that you would have died in if it weren’t for Toph and Katara!”

He rolled his eyes. “That’s not fair—“

“Is it not? How much do you think I can take?” Your voice began to crack. “You think I want to learn from a bird that a temple from the spirit world nearly crushed the republic city? That I had to hear about you dying at the hands of an ancient airbender? If it weren’t for Katara you’d be gone.” Your throat hurt, every word felt like a strain. “And then what! I raise our child alone, and who would rule the fire nation because it won’t be me?”

“You’re being dramatic” Zuko scoffed. “I understand you’re hurt, but this is the life that I live. I’m on the avatars personal team, that means I’m going against impossible odds. You need to have faith that I can make it and stop assuming the worse.”

“I shouldn’t have to assume the worse!” You shouted and covered your face. You didn’t want him to see you crying, an argument was embarrassing— you were sure the servants outside could hear. But letting zuko seeing you cry felt like a sign of defeat.

Zuko didn’t move, didn’t reach out. He kept his hands fisted at his side until he pinched the bridge of his nose. He didn’t like arguing, it reminded him of his father. You crying didn’t help his situation either “Look—“ he started.

“Zuko I respect what you do” you managed to say, wiping your face and looking away. “But I need to know that you respect me too. I deserve more than a half assed explanation three minutes before you jump on an airship and fly off. I can’t do this alone” you gestured between you both then brought your hands to your stomach. Saying all that you could you were quick to leave the room, preferring to trade whatever this was for fresh air.

Zuko didn’t stop you, he watched your figure disappear before finally deciding to breath. He took a seat on the bed, it shifted under his weight. He let out a deep sigh then took his fire lord crown off. His long hair was free around his shoulders. He took a moment to think. Sure you had a point, he could be reckless at times and the situations the avatar found himself in were insane.

But what was he supposed to do? This was his responsibility to bear, while he hated the idea of dragging you into his issues— you were his wife and you knew what his duty entailed before you both started trying to conceive. He pushed his hair back and fell flat on the bed, a huff of air left him. Zuko truly felt terrible.

An hour or so had passed. You were cozied up next to a fire in the library. Sitting on the ground, your back against the near by couch, you mindless watched the flame flicker. Your eyes were puffy and ironically you were beginning to miss zuko again.

He was gone for a few days and in that time you noticed how comfortable you had become. It was routine to eat with him, have small moments in the morning before he left for court, him following you late at night if you needed to throw up.

Your hand came to rest on your stomach and you began to hum. It was a lullaby you recently learned. It was common among mothers in the fire nation to sing. It was comforting, the song grounded you in a way.

“Where’d you learn that?” Zukos voice was quiet. You learned to look over the couch that hid you, seeing zuko walking over. He took a seat beside you and kept his gaze foward.

“Urara taught it to me” you admitted, hand still caressing your stomach.

Zuko nodded “my mother use to sing it to azula and I. She’d never admit it but Azula actually liked when our mother sung to us.”

You looked at Zuko with a mixture of surprise and understanding. He never talked about his father, his mother was even rarer. Shifting slightly you leaned onto zuko, he took the chance and wrapped an arm around your waist, holding you close. Your knees rested on his lap and you started to play with one of the loose layers of his robes.

“I’m sorry” he finally said, breaking the comfortable silence.

“It’s not your fault.” You sighed

“It is” he begun. “I never intended to make you feel neglected. Though I need you to understand, on the rare occasion I’m called to help Aang I may only have a few moments before I need to leave.”

The silky fabric between your fingers helped you think. “I get worried zuko.. people are cruel and you know better than I do how many only see you as your father. I don’t know what I’d do with myself if you died.”

“Then I won’t die” he casually said.

“Yeah and how can you promise that?” You looked up at him unamused.

He shrugged. “I’m resourceful”

You lightly hit his chest and he chuckled. With his free hand Zuko grabbed your face. His thumb caressed your cheek before he pulled you into a gentle kiss. He kept his face close, lips grazing against one another.

“Zuko?” You questioned. Your hand fell from his chest and rested on his thigh. Subconsciously you tilted your head, leaning more into him.

“Yeah?” He murmured, his eyes raking over you.

“You’re making the fire spread”

“That’s good right?” Zuko tried to flirt, his lips lightly kissing the corner of your mouth.

“No zuko” you pulled back. “The fire” you pointed back to the fire place where the flames had quickly begun to spread. The rug in-front of it was on fire. Zukos eyes widened, he nearly jumped forward and was quick to bend out the wild fire. His eyes dropped exhausted and annoyed, you were laughing behind him.

Leaning foward you put a hand on your husband’s back and kissed the edge of his scar. “Common, I could go for a bath”

His eyebrow rose “yeah, a bath sounds nice”

——

“Have a good day fire lord zuko” a councilman bowed and walked off.

Zuko nodded and continued on his path. Court ended, and luckily he got away without overtime. Today was a peaceful day, republic cities rebuilds were moving smoothly and the stress of the denied were a thing of the past.

His mind was occupied on what he could potentially get you as a gift after the baby. You were denied the luxury of alcohol and a series of meats during the pregnancy so perhaps a very nice dinner. Maybe he could take you to the beach house on ember island once more. Though remembering vaguely of the recent time, a mixture of the private beach and liquor may result in you pregnant again.

Clothes seemed redundant as you had plenty and received more weekly. Jewelry was a good option, he could have some made from your culture, have special wedding jewelry that signify your home and his together. Thats a sweet thought.

“Fire lord!” A female servant ran over, stumbling on her dress and throwing her hands on her knees. Her breath was ragged and she gasped desperately for air.

“What’s wrong?” Zuko turned around. He knew this girl, she was one of your ladies in waiting.

“My lord” she gasped. “M-my lady, she’s gone into labor!”

“What?!” Zuko nearly shouted. He stepped back and tried to get his mind straight. “Thank you.” He sternly spoke before rushing to his office.

In a few moments a bird was sent to the republic city, flying fast towards Katara. Meanwhile zuko was rushing to his pavilion. You being in labor meant you were sent to the birthing room. Typically the man was never suppose to enter the chamber, but as Zukos expressed over the year or so, he doesn’t do tradition.

His heavy shoes loudly clicked against the wooden floors. He tried to keep calm, panicking would only make it worse for you. His fist were tight at his side, his nails dug deep into his skin.

“Where is she?” He announced, approaching the doors.

“Inside my Lord” one guard spoke.

“She went into labor an hour before court ended” the other added.

Zuko felt his eye twitch. “And no one thought to tell me?” He sarcastically spoke.

“My lord we assumed court took higher priority”

“I think the birth of my child is more important than if I need to allow a farmer two more acres of land” he responded with a harsh tone. Zuko push past the man and forced the doors open.

The handmaidens and midwives bowed, Urara who was acting as head lady in charge until Katara could arrive; directed zuko to where you were. You laid in a shallow pool. The water was warm and you had on a thin white gown, its purpose to make access easier but to help maintain some modesty.

Your head was held down, trying to breathe after a painful contraction. “My love” Zuko knelt beside you. He grabbed your arm and lightly squeezed.

Looking up you gave a tired smile. “Hey, how was court?”

“Fine, how are you feeling” he brushed past your question. His focus was more concerned about your well being.

“Tired” you shrugged and leaned towards zuko. “Did you call for Katara?”

“Yeah, but she may not get here until later. I wasn’t informed about you being in labor until court was done” Zuko irritatedly spoke.

You closed your eyes and took his hand into yours, squeezing it softly. “You’re not leaving me.. right?”

“Of course not” he squeezed your hand back. “I’ll be here, not matter how long it takes.”

———

Birth was long, painful to say the least, and had its troublesome moments. Towards the end you began to loose a significant amount of blood, so much so they began to fear your life. However, due to Kataras quick thinking and her resourcefulness, you were able to quickly recover. It had been a week since then, your body had returned all to normal, well except your stomach that is.

Zukos hands were nearly shaking as a small infant was placed in his hands. “Support her neck zu” you murmured and helped guide the babe into his arms. Softly grasping him, ensuring the child was ok.

Izumi was the name you both chose, it perfectly suited your new daughter. It was amusing seeing zuko nervous to hold her, his face was concentrated on not hurting her.

You leaned over into Zukos arm, reaching out to touch the newborns sleeping face. The bed was warm and in the distance the fireplace illuminated the room. “She’s so perfect” you murmured.

“She has your nose” Zuko smiled.

“You think?” You asked. “I think she has your eyes”

He softly chuckled “I hope she doesn’t get your attitude”

“Watch yourself” you lightly teased. After an extremely painful birth you were only going to tolerate so much.

Izumis face scrunched and she began to wail. Sighing, you took the baby back and adjusted your robes. She was likely hungry, and your theory was proved true by how quickly she latched to your breast. The bed shifted and the man leaned you back into him, holding you close, quietly enjoying the moment.

“Thank you” Zuko whispered.

You looked back at him “for what?”

“For everything.. I never thought I would have a family of my own. I was so angry, I’ve been at rock bottom, I’ve seen and done things that I can never forget. And yet, someone like you has willingly accepted me and chose to give me a purpose. When I wake up my mind isn’t focused on work but rather you, I search for you in everything.. and now I have another object of my devotion” Zuko reached out and gently touched izumi. He rested his head against yours and softly cried. “So thank you..”

Instead of responding you turned your form, leaning into Zukos body and supporting your baby at the same time. The position was warm, comforting. Being held by Zuko always made you feel protected and safe, you knew he’d never let anything happen to this little world you both built. Inside of this room, this bed, he wasn’t the fire lord and you weren’t the queen consort. Rather two simple people who understood what it meant to love.

- BAILE INoLVIDABLE -

- FIRELORD zuko x fem concubine reader

- synopsis : life is slightly more stressful, espically considering you’re the new firelady and pregnant with the heir

- an : I’m struggling with the next chapter so it’s taking longer to upload I’m sorry. I’m considering doing a Toph x reader series idk tho

- content warning : cock warming in zukos office ❤️, mad/mean zuko, pregnant reader, pregnant sex, slight fluff,

Ch 6: Ch 7 : Ch 8:

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The sun had long set, zuko was locked away in his private office. Though court ended early he still needed to review important documents. Sometimes these things couldn’t wait until morning.

He looked exhausted. His hair was a mess and his face dragged. When the doors opened he mumbled briefly. “Please leave them on the table over there” he didn’t look up and gestured his hand elsewhere.

“So you’re declining dinner with your wife?” You sweetly spoke. In an instant zukos head snapped up, he looked like a frightened cat. You were holding two containers of food and a sparkling cider under your arm.

Zuko stood up and quickly freed your hands. “You shouldn’t be carrying all of that” he scolded, taking an extra moment to appreciate the nightgown you wore. It was silk with lace, your nipples barely peaked out through the sheer fabric.

You just rolled your eyes and walked over to his desk. Shortly after you learned of your pregnancy zuko planned a small formal wedding, he promised you a proper celebration after the child was born. He just simply didn’t want to wait nine months to call you his wife. At this point you were due any day. Your swollen belly was covered by the silk nightgown and one of zukos many many robes.

“What’s all of this?” You questioned. Picking up a paper you saw markings that covered random points in the new republic city.

“Just some stuff with defenders, nothing for you to worry about.” He sighed and came back to your side. Zuko placed a kiss on your forehead and returned to his seat. He had placed the food and drink on the other end of the table.

You sat on the side of his chair, wrapping your arms around him. “Zu..”

“Hm?”

“Please eat with me”

He continued writing. “Have you not eaten yet?” His voice was slightly agitated.

“No, but you know I don’t like eating alone” you confessed. Zuko hated the fact you’d wait for him to eat, his irritation grew the longer you were with child.

With a loud sigh Zuko reached across his desk and placed the two boxes of food before you both. You opened them while he popped the bottle of cider. He took a vow of sobriety— not drinking until you were able too after birth.

Inside was a mixture of rice, fish, a few sides and a small bowl of soup. You were first to eat, gods you were starving. Zuko gave you a look that told you “this is why you need to eat before me”. But why would you eat alone when you could have a moment like this.

“Dear, take the chair” Zuko stood up.

“I’m fine zu,” you softly denied and pulled him back to his seat. Though your husband wasn’t quick to give up. With ease he grabbed you softly and placed you on his lap.

“There. We Both win” he murmured and reached past you to grab a bite of food.

You both ate in a comfortable silence. Instead of glasses you just drank from the ciders bottle. You bothered zuko lightly, pestering him about his day. However he was more concerned with yours and if anything happened pregnancy wise.

“Katara said everything was healthy” you confirmed.

“Good” Zuko had a hand resting softly on the underside of your swollen belly. You felt the baby inside kick him lightly. You giggled and he frowned. “It seems like she’s hates me”

“She doesn’t zu”

“Does she kick you every-time you touch your stomach?”

You just rolled your eyes, she probably kicked him because the sudden pressure felt weird. “You’re so dramatic”

Silence fell over you both once again. This time zuko tapped your thigh. “You’re keeping something from me”

“Am not” you protested and took a sip of the cider.

“You don’t stay this quiet about your visits with Katara until you’re hiding something.. is it bad?”

“No no.. nothing like that” you sighed

“Then what?”

Part of you was unsure if you should tell him, it was a little embarrassing. But the words finally came out “she.. suggested that we have Sex more often.. she said it would help encourage the baby to come out” you began to mumble the last part. The last time you remember being intimate was possibly a few months ago.

Zuko stopped and looked suprise for a moment but then began to eat again. “Do you want to?”

“I’m not opposed to the idea” you confessed. He nodded and set his utensils down. He lifted you up and muttered something while he walked to a secondary room. You heard water running and when he returned he was drying his hands on a clean towel, you assumed he just washed them. Once again zuko gently handled you and placed you on his lap where he slowly began to kiss your back.

“I’d prefer you’d finish your dinner first, but I do have an idea we can try” he spoke against your skin. You nodded and he lifted his hand under your night gown. With his fingers close to between your legs he asked. “May I?”

You nodded and responded with a yes. With the ok, zuko spread your lips, his long fingers skillfully tracing your cunt while he sucked on the back of your neck. the tips of his fingers prodded and teased your entrance. You whined, setting your utensils down in the process.

“Finish eating baby, or I’ll stop” he instructed. You sighed and tried to do as he asked. But it was distracting having him play with your clit while trying to pick up a section of fish. It also didn’t help you ate slow.

At a certain point he deemed you wet enough, he pulled his hand from beneath your silky gown. His hand was covered with your essence and he licked himself clean. You were confused at to what he was doing, it wasn’t like zuko to stop before you could cum. But when you looked down he was undoing his pants.

He lifted your hips and lined his cock with you. “Breathe baby, ok?” He spoke as he guided you down.

“Oh zuko~” you cried out, taking him all at once felt heavenly. From how he rested his head against your back you could tell that your voice also had an effect on him. Bottoming out, his tip kissed your cervix. The feeling of having him inside of you made you begin to feel hot, needy, desperate. “Zuko please” you begged and tried to move your hips but he held you down.

“My love, you decided to wait two hours to eat just so you could be with me. I’ve told you time and time again how it’s dangerous for you to do such things while with child. You’re going to finish your food before I even think of letting you get off on me.” His hands gripped tightly on you. You didn’t bother fighting him, when zuko aimed to make a point he never bluffed.

You did as you were told. You tried to eat quickly, only a few bites were left and you felt your inner thighs get wet. With the final piece of your meal finished you leaned back into him. His cock throbbed inside of you, his bit back whimpers finally reached your ears. “Fuck— my love, why do you find enjoyment in torturing me” he gasped.

“I just love our time together zu” you cooed, your cheeks were flushed and your mood completly changed. Slowly zuko moved his hips, feeling your warmth tighten around him he accidentally bucked. You loudly moaned and pressed your ass against him. “Zuko please just fuck me.. I need you so bad”

Zuko bit back and groan, he didn’t want to finish like this. Impatient and horny, you leaned toward and grabbed the rim of the desk. Your hips rolled, slowly you moved in a back and forth motion. The view of you milking his cock was hypnotic. You moaned softly shifted your hips, moving in a slight circle.

Your head dipped down between your arms. Going slow wasn’t enough, you needed him faster, deeper. Your hips focused on one spot, you quickened your movements while trying to ignore the burning sensation growing on your thighs.

“Fuck” zuko moaned. He softly caressed your waist, his eyes locked on your beautiful pussy. “Stop squeezing so tight, m’ not gonna last”

The sound of your ass slapping against his groin filled the room. Such a lewd scene inside an important, imperial building, oh the rumors that would arise. You didn’t stop, you were so close—

“Oh my god-“ you whimpered. Zukos hands finally held onto your hips and forced you down faster. “M’ I-i— Oh, Zuko!” Heavy labored breaths replaced your voice.

Zuko forced you to slow down, Angling you back so he could bite your neck. He looked down and felt himself get hard again. Your cum dripped down his cock, meeting at the base. His own release was mixed in somewhere. “You’re so perfect” he praised and kissed behind your ear.

It took a moment for you to respond, which worried your lover. “Are you ok?” He wrapped his hands on the bottom of your stomach and lightly lifted to help release some pressure.

“Yeah just.. it’s alot harder pregnant” you Chuckled between your pants. Zuko kissed your exposed shoulders softly, easing you to come back down. Maybe five minutes later, he lifted you off his dick. He swiftly switched places with you so that you could sit in the chair, using the opportunity to pull his pants back up. The cushioned seat felt nice against your tired body.

He knelt down and kissed along your thighs. He gave you those eyes, the one that were desperate and hungry. You lightly moved the hair from zukos face, your hand lightly brushed over his scar. His lips grazed over your cunt. He smiled at seeing how you reacted.

“Zuko I—“ you were interrupted by his office doors opening. Stepping inside was one of his councilmen.

“Evening your.. my apologies my fire lady” the man quickly darted his eyes away. He couldn’t see zuko as he was hidden by the desk, though he could see the wife of the fire lord in a sexy nightgown. “I have documents for the fire lord”

“Just leave them over there somewhere” you tried to act normal. Well as normal as you could with zukos tongue separating your labia. With each movement you began to drip down his face. His muffled moans vibrated through you.

The councilmen nodded and turned around, it wasn’t hard to smell the sex in the air. “Please tell the fire lord when you have a chance to look over them. Good evening my lady— a-and apologies again” he rushed out of the room.

You finally relaxed and looked at zuko a little annoyed. “Why didn’t you lock the door?”

“You’re the one who came in here last, that should have been something you did” he sarcastically responded. He pulled away reluctantly and stood to his full glory, giving you a sweet and longing kiss— tasting yourself on his tongue. “Return to our room, I’ve got work that needs to be done”

You grabbed his sleeve. “But.. zuko common, Take a night off, be with me” you purposely leaned forward, pushing your enlarged breast together and the sleeves of the nightgown fell down, your chest threatening to spill out. “I already forgot what you feel like, I need you so bad”

Zuko began to harden again, he covered his face briefly and let out a deep sigh. “I cant” he replied with regret. He fully pulled away and walked over to where the documents lay.

A little annoyed you stood up, you were already feeling the soreness in your thighs. Walking over to zuko you guided his hand to set the documents down and placed them on your hips. You wrapped an arm around his neck and with the other slowly undid his robes. “Positive” you raised an eyebrow.

“You’re a very hard woman to ignore, you know that?” He swallowed hard.

“I know” you murmured and leaned in to kiss his neck. You licked a vein that popped out and lightly bit the side, smiling at the almost invisible indent. “Common zu, You’re not gonna say no to your pregnant, horny, wife are you? After all the trouble I went through to bear your child?”

Zuko rolled his eyes at how you batted your lashes. “As much as I’d like to do everything you ask” he reached behind you and grabbed the discarded documents. “This is incredibly important.”

You frowned but understood. “I’ll be waiting for you~” you pulled away and slowly headed to the door. It was hard to do a sexy walk pregnant, but then again zuko thought everything you did was sexy.

“Please don’t stay up” he argued.

“Then don’t stay here too long”

The door closed with a loud click and zuko just rubbed his eyes. He didn’t know how he’d ever keep up with your sexual appetite.

———

Zuko didn’t return to you for hours. You were already asleep, but when you woke to see his obnoxiously handsome face beside you; you were slightly irritated.

You went about your normal morning routine. Taking a long bath, getting your hair and makeup done. But possibly your favorite part of this morning; was seeing your husband beneath you shamefully wanting more.

“Dear, I need to get going” he complained, but his body said otherwise. He supported your weight, holding you up slightly so he could slowly fuck up into your wet pussy.

“Please, just one more” you begged, bracing yourself on his chest. You both had long discarded of any clothing, the only thing maybe giving you a mode of modesty was the comforter that pooled at your feet. Zuko had made you cum twice now but it wasn’t enough.

Zuko groaned, he needed it just as bad. He didn’t stop you from continuing to ride him. You paced yourself slow, fully taking him every time, whimpering when his thick tip hit your G-spot. The repetition of your hips only quickened. One hand came to rub your clit the double sensation made you hold your head low, the pleasure so overwhelming. “ ‘M serious, got import— fuck— important shit to do”

“Am I not important?” You teased, bringing your hand back up to rest on his bare chest.

“Of course you are” he panted, too focused on your bouncing tits.

“Then just stay here with me”

“You’re impossible” Zukos hand went to the side of your head and forced your face down so he could kiss you. Using his tongue to bait at your lips, trying to get you to open up to him. Though you tried to stay stubborn Zuko began to thrust up into you matching your already slow pace.

One hand grabbed at zukos hair as you turned your head to deepen the kiss. Zuko was a soft lover, his lips were perfect against yours. Following your rhythm, matching the way you grinded against him.

Breaking the kiss, a string of saliva connected you both. “I have to get going— mean it this time” he kissed you once more. Hiding his face in your neck he stopped your hips and held you up. In a quick moment he switched you onto your back. “One more.. ok?”

You just nodded, watching zuko align his cock with you again. He lifted your leg up, using a gentle pressure to be sure not to cramp you up. He squeezed one of your breast— moaning at the right of the milk leaking. His hips abused your sweet spot. Your moans came out sparatically and lacking any real words.

Zuko angled you up, careful not to hurt your stomach, Wanting to fuck you deeper. You couldn’t get enough at how vocal he was. “S-so good. I’m close baby, need you to cum with me. Can you do that for me?” You nodded but zuko lightly slapped your thigh “Words my love”

“Y-yeah” you managed. Your face was hidden by your hand. It was too much, your pussy began to squirt with every thrust. Zuko kissed your cheek- jaw - lips, any skin he could easily reach. Your impending climax almost there. You finally looked up at zuko with such desperate eyes. He knew what you wanted and had every intention of giving it to you.

Zuko roughly thrusted inside of you one last time, his shoulders going slump and his head hung low as his seed pumped inside of you. His eyes fixed on how his release nearly leaked out of you.. You reached up and tucked his hair behind his ear. “I’m good for another round~” you joked.

Unfortunately, zuko kept to his word. He took a short bath with you then dressed in a hurry. He glanced back at you sitting on the bed in nothing but his sleeping hanfu barely covering you. Sometimes he truly hated being fire lord.

“Zu”

“Yeah?” He responded.

“If you ever want to try my milk you can” you lightly spoke, shifting your legs around so he could get a glance at your cunt.

His hand gripped the door, debating. “Urara!” He called out, directing his voice to the parlor. “Tell the council I’ll be another hour!”

———

Unknown to you both, there was scandalous gossip spread about you both. Not in a harmful way— the maids just found it humorous at how often they needed to clean the sheets; and recently the fire lords office.

- BAILE INoLVIDABLE -

- FIRELORD zuko x reader

- synopsis : over the past few weeks you’ve been feeling odd. Katara is oh so kind to heal you but even she discovers something she didn’t expect.

- an : there’s only four more chapters after this! Also sorry this is shorter than normal, I’m kinda sick so the writing is bleh during the second half

- content warning : it’s just fluff

Ch 5 : Ch 6 : Ch 7:

- tender moments -

After the beach trip your constant sickness didn’t go away. You assumed it was maybe something you ate, zuko blamed himself believing that he got you sick from your intimacy on the beach. You convinced him otherwise, it was highly unlikely getting railed on the sand is the reason you were throwing up.

However his concerns didn’t fade. Eventually he called in a favor from Katara to come see you. So here you were, sitting in your pavilions tea room in a simple white robe and your underwear on underneath. Katara was pouring the water she planned to use— she was nervous at first to talk to you as the last conversation you had ended poorly but it quickly became friendly.

“Yes we just got back from a trip! Zuko told me that you all used the vacation home to hide from his father all those years ago” you happily spoke.

“Did he take you to see the play?” She smiled.

You giggled. “It was so cringe, when we left a kid didn’t realize who he was and said his scar was on the wrong side. It was adorable!”

Katara matched your energy and giggled softly along with you. However the fun ended and Katara began her job. You dropped the thin bath robe and let her trace the water against your skin. It was cold, but oddly comforting.

She talked you through it, telling you to breathe and to concentrate on something in the room. When she got to your torso she paused briefly but made her way through the entire check up. Your skin felt fresh and clean once she was done.

“You can tell zuko to stop worrying now, it’s just a stomach bug right?” You smiled.

“You’re pregnant.”

Her words nearly knocked the wind out of you and you felt your stomach drop. Pregnant.. pregnant?

With a shaky voice you asked, “are you sure?”

“Unless there something else inside your body, I’m positive. If I had to guess I’d say you were six weeks along. When did you last bleed?”

“I-I don’t know, maybe a month or two ago, but I’ve been so stressed I assumed it was due to that” you spoke. You were shocked, scared, a familiar anxiety creeped to your chest. As the pressure built you felt like you were going freak out, until Katara grabbed your arms and instructed you to breathe. Bringing you back to earth she looked at you remorsefully. “I’m sorry.. I’m just… I’m scared” you admitted and hesitated to place your hands on your stomach.

“I understand, but you’re not alone. You have zuko, me, the rest of our friends. Nothing will happen to you or this baby.”

“How can you be so sure?”

Katara sighed. “I can’t. But I know that with the right support and love from others it will make anything easier. If you’d like I can ask one of the older women from my tribe who’s staying in republic city to come do a check up on you. They have plenty more experience when it comes to pregnancy than I do, and they can give you an accurate diagnosis”

You nodded, it was best to be safe than sorry. Within the hour the tea room was filled with a number of elderly water tribe women. They were all so kind, offering you tea, sharing their experiences with birth. One woman expressed her own struggles and understood your pain of loosing a child. But from this meeting you were absolutely positive that you were pregnant, that the baby was healthy, and your body was accepting the pregnancy. Each of them were positive this child would last the entirety of the pregnancy.

Before Katara could leave you hugged her tight. “Thank you”

“Of course” she responded, embracing you the same. Pulling back she saw happy tears fall down your face. “ you’re going to be an amazing mother”

You wiped your eyes and nodded. The joy you felt couldn’t be properly expressed. But you knew one other person who would be just as happy as you.

“Next on the agenda! The military has landed in Ba Sing Se to aid in the recent damn break, is our nation going to help aid in the rebuilding money wise?” The chamberlain spoke loudly.

Zuko looked at the document and thought hard. “My council, what is your thoughts?”

“If I may your majesty, I believe that our nations military being there and helping with labor as well as cleaning our the area that has been damaged, I do not believe we need to send money.” One council member announced.

“I respect your thoughts, while I agre—“

“Your majesty!” A guard entered the room. The chamberlain huffed loudly. “What do you think You’re doing?! Interrupting council the blasphemy!”

“Chamberlain!” Zuko held his hand up and sighed. He was so annoying.. “what’s the matter” he calmly asked the guard.

“Sir, the peony concubine has requested an emergency summon.” He bowed and spoke.

Zuko straightened up in his chair, what was wrong? Did Katara find something bad? Were you ok? Hundreds of thoughts raced through his mind as he stood quickly. “I’m calling for a recess, we will come back in an hour!” He spoke and left before anyone could reject.

The walk to the peony pavilion was nearly fifteen minutes long. Zuko made it in five. He ran to your chambers doors and threw them open. “I’m here! I’m here.. I— where’s Katara?” He panted.

“She left” you tilted your head and poured tea calmly at the table. You were still alive which was a good sign in zukos eyes. You had changed into a satin sleeping gown, one that held your breast just right and made Zukos mouth water. He quickly shook his head— now wasn’t the time.

“What’s going on? Why did you call an emergency summon?” Zukos voice almost cracked. Poor baby was stressed, you’ll have to fix that later.

“Come zu.. sit” you patted the cushion next to you. He nodded and walked over trying to keep his calm. The couch shifted beneath you as you reached for zukos cup of tea. “Drink”

“I’m not— love please tell me what’s wrong” he begged, his face expressed his concern.

“Drink first, please” you gently laughed and touched his arm. Zuko was apprehensive but nodded in agreement anyways. He chugged the drink and stared at you flatly. With a deep breath you finally spoke. “I’m pregnant..”

Zuko didn’t have a reaction at first. He took a minute to process the information. Setting the cup down he grabbed your hand. “You’re sure?”

“Yes” you nodded “Katara and her elders checked. The baby is healthy and is almost seven weeks along. My body is handling the pregnancy perfectly”

His body instantly relaxed as he pulled you into him. You tightly hugged zuko as he fully embraced the moment. He pulled back and cupped your face, a tear brimmed in his eye. “I can’t believe it”

“Me either” you half chuckled. Zukos hands went to your stomach, he followed soon after by getting on his knees and laying between your legs. He kissed your stomach which had begun to grow round a few weeks ago. And here you thought that maybe it was time to diet.

“My love” he murmured.

“Hm?” You hummed. Zuko kissed your covered mound and looked up at you.

“Marry me” he simply spoke.

With a large smile you looked down at zuko with such affection. “Of course”

——

To celebrate the child, zuko planned a banquet. Important people from different regions attended. You were so overwhelmed with the gifts that you didn’t know where it began or end.

Inside of the royal bed chambers, you were sitting on the bed while opening the smaller gifts. You’ve never seen such impressive and expensive gifts for a child in your life, but then again this was the fire lords future child.

Zuko had finished his bath and smelt like a mix of wood and fire. His hair was damp, and his skin still slightly wet. You shameless eyed his body as he only wore a pair of silk sleeping pants.

He took a seat on the bed beside you and kissed the side of your head. His arm rested on your waist while he grabbed a second gift. “Who gets a baby a golden necklace?”

“A very desperate person to have you like them” you joked and took the jewelry from him. “What are we going to do with all of this?” You gestured to the hundreds of boxes that flooded the room.

“We’ll put most of it in storage, I’m sure there’s some useful stuff but we have everything we need for a child already.” Zuko confirmed

You sighed and tossed the few gifts you had opened on the ground, making more room to get under the covers. Zuko followed suit and placed his hand on your womb while he held you close. His hand was hesitant almost like he feared touching you.

“I’m not fragile, you can touch me” you grabbed his hand and placed it fully against your stomach.

“I’m just being careful” Zuko muttered “there’s always the what if, something could happen, I don’t want it to be my fault”

“Oh zu” you sat up and looked down at him, moving his hair from his face. “It will never be your fault. That’s like saying everything that’s happened to me was my fault. We can’t control nature but we can how we react.”

“Do you think I’ll be a good father?” He finally confided.

You were taken aback by his sudden question. Though it took you a moment to realize this was something weighing on him for a while now. “Of course”

“My father destroyed my mother’s life, Azula had her mind broken by him, and I don’t think I need to clarify what he did to me.” He avoided looking at your eyes. “What if.. what if I mess up too?”

You cupped zukos face and turned him to look at you. “Have you forced me into marriage?”

“No” he responded

“How about mentally and physically abuse me?”

“No, where are you going with thi—“

“Did you start a hundred year war and kill an entire race of benders?” You asked softly.

Zuko thought for a second “I tried to kill Aang”

“that’s not what I meant” you sighed but continued speaking anyways. “You’re not responsible for your father’s actions zu. You’ve proven time and time again that you are better than he ever was, and I know that you’ll be a fantastic father just as you are as fire lord”

Zuko took a moment to breathe and tugged you to lay back down with him. He listened to what you said and though he wanted to believe it, getting over an insecurity wasn’t as easy as that.

- BAILE INoLVIDABLE -

- FIRELORD zuko x fem concubine reader

- synopsis : zuko takes you on a vacation a baby making vacation

- an : the song playing during the club scene is Baile INoLVIDABLE btw.

- content warning : makeup smut, slightly mean zuko, beach sex!, sumbmissive zuko my love, oral from both parties. Fluff and smut

Ch 4 : Ch 5 : Ch 6 :

- sunsets -

The moon was hidden behind a sea of clouds. It was a colder night in the fire nation, and zuko asked you to go on a walk with him. It was far too late, you both were in sleeping robes and yet he still insisted.

It was fun sneaking around. Technically you didn’t have to but the feeling of rebellion was exciting. Soon you both reached a spot on the roof that zuko always liked. He expressed how he’d come up here to think when things got tough. Then you both reminisced on his time in ba sing se as Lee.

“Your disguise was horrible” you laughed at zukos offended tone.

“Well it lasted quite a while for being so horrible.”

“Love, Green does not suit you at all” you grinned. Zuko smiled and pulled you in for a kiss. He pulled you towards him while using his other hand to tilt your head. You moaned in the kiss, smiling and playfully nipping at his lip.

“Stop that” he mumbled a little annoyed.

“You’re no fun”

“Mmhmm” he responded. Zuko followed through with a long sensual kiss. Moving back he memorized your features. “I wanted to ask you something.”

“Yeah?” You asked.

“I want to take a trip to ember island. I have a summer home there and I’d love to take a week off with just you.” He tucked some of your hair behind your ear when he spoke. A genuine smile crossed his features.

“Aren’t you gonna get in trouble with your new chamberlain, thought he had you on a strict schedule?”

“Ah he’ll be fine, besides I deserve a break and you do too.” He shrugged and tilted his head back.

Zuko had been so patient with you over the past weeks. You both put a hold on trying to conceive and instead tried to enjoy the little moments together. That and Zuko needed time to trust you again. It was nice, finally being able to lay yourself bare to someone and be understood. It was a feeling you never thought you could experience.

“Ok then, I’ll go” you grinned and kissed him again.

———

“Quickly ladies, the cart was supposed to be packed an hour ago!” Urara shouted. The handmaidens of the peony Pavillon, your pavilion, and the guards from the palace, were loading the shipping dock with you and zukos belongings for the trip.

“Urara you don’t have to do all of this” you spoke with upturned eyebrows.

“Of course I do my lady, these girls do not understand the importance of your job. You are our Fire Lords chosen woman, these girls must learn to be honored in your presence.” She quickly spoke. Urara has been your only true ally since arrival, she’s kept you humble and grounded. For that you were eternally grateful.

You chuckled and brought her in for a hug. The older woman was confused at first but reciprocated the affection. “Thank you Urara, for everything”

“The pleasure was mine, my lady”

“The ship is ready, come I want to show you around” Zuko smiled walking over to you, he quickly grabbed your hand with his. He wore his usual royal robes with pride, and today he had you situated in a similar outfit. He had every intention of making it clear that you were the only concubine in this palace that would ever receive his touch.

You nodded in response. “Of course”

On the ship, zuko took you for a tour. Seeing a military ship up close was cool, but seeing the insides was completly different. The might of the fire nation astonished you.

In the captains room, the driver gave the steering wheel to zuko. You stood beside him and watched as he piloted the vehicle.

“I’m impressed” you admitted and leaned your head on his shoulder.

“I’d hope, or this would all be for nothing” he joked in response. You laughed and lightly nudged his side. “Would you like to try?” Zuko offered

“No If I tried I think I’d crash us”

“It’s not hard dear, please come try” his hand found your waist and pulled you over to the command of the ship. The wheel shook lightly in your grasp. When the ship began to sway zuko placed his hands over yours to help. Leaning down to your ear he whispered. “See…. Easy..”

You were thankful he couldn’t see your flustered expression. And thankful the dark thick clothes hid your wet underwear. His pelvis meeting your ass didn’t help with your situation either.

It wasn’t long until you arrived on ember island. Zuko led you outside and was eager to show you the beach house. He had repaired it shortly after becoming fire lord, this house managed to hold happy memories for Zuko. Both before and after his accident.

“This is where we will be staying” he commented and led you to a grand room. The ceilings were high and the mattress was incredibly large. It was on a raised platform and had curtains by the head. The wooden floors creaked softly as you walked on them, but what shocked you the most was one of the walls was actually a set of doors that opened up to a full view of the beach outside with a small porch.

“Wow..” you gasped, the salty air blew past you.

Zukos hand on your hip tightened and he kissed the top of your head. “It’s a private beach, see those rocks over there? They act as a barrier so nobody can see in or come over onto our side.”

You nodded along but never took your eyes of the water. It had such a calming effect on you, the salted air filled your lungs and a sense of peace washed over you. “When you retire we’re moving here”

“As you wish” he laughed and pulled you closer.

Over the next few days zuko took you to a few hidden spots. There was a theater performance that went over his adventures as a kid, it made you laugh at first at how flamboyant he was portrayed. Then you got irritated when his ex was his love interest on stage. You didn’t hate the girl, but you couldn’t help but feel jealous at seeing zuko with someone else. When you left the theater a kid told Zuko his scar was on the wrong side, your humor possibly irritated him more.

You went to visit another summer house where zuko and Azula went to a party at, Zuko revealed they burned down. He was embarrassed by his past actions, being angry with an equally as angry sister isn’t a good combo.

This night, zuko invited you out to a club to dance. Dancing was something that you loved deeply, it connected you to your culture and your people. Its something you cherished.

The club itself was pretty packed, yet zuko still made an effort to get a decent spot on the dance floor. You both changed into dancing attire, your dresses skirt was sewn to flow with you. The music was loud, the live band used a series of drums, trumpets, guitars, all kinds of instruments. The singer spoke in a different language, but what connected everyone in that room was the feeling and emotion of his voice and the instruments.

“Remember the first time we danced?” You smiled. Zukos hands was interlocked with yours, stepping toward then back, to the sides and until he spun you around.

“You mean when you first taught me to dance?” His witty response earned a laugh. Since that night in the cave zuko had learned to dance just for you. He followed the rhythm of the song with you, his hips matching yours, his steps in tune.

With another spin, your hand found zukos face, your hand was locked with his behind your back. Your torsos faced opposite directions but you were able to still look at one another. “You’re so handsome”

“So I’ve been told”

“I take it back.”

“Now that’s just mean”

A wide grin filled your expression and a beautiful sound left it. Zuko could never get tired of hearing it. If he ever lost it, he’d never stop trying to get it back. The two of you stared at each other for a while. You were memorizing every detail of zukos face, the way his good eye always gave away what he was thinking, the palm shape of his scar, the twitch in the corner of his mouth trying to reject smiling.

The music behind began to fade as background noise. The world seemed to go quiet, and for a simple moment it was just the two of you.

Back at the summer home, while on the date, zuko had urara and the other servants on the trip set up a romantic spot on the beach for you both. Outside on the sand was a large blanket with roses and light candles around. In a small metal bucket was the two types of liquor you both enjoyed.

You were resting in zukos arms just watching the moon. Then your eyes traveled to the ocean and a wonderful idea came to you.

“Hey zu,” you sweetly spoke.

“Yeah?” He responded. Zuko had his attention focused on pouring another drink for you.

“I wanna go swimming”

“Ok, I think Urara left our swim…. Woah” his voice trailed off when he finally looked at you.

You had slipped out of your dress and was slowly taking off your underwear. Zukos gaze was drawn to your breast and he felt his pants tighten. Tossing the last of your clothes aside you walked down the beach, the man wasn’t far behind.

You looked behind yourself briefly to zuko who was starting to discard his own clothing. His long hair flowed behind him, making him seem almost ethereal. Stopping at the shore you let Zuko catch up to you, his cock was semi hard and his breath was ragged.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his hands gripping into your thighs

“It’s only cause I’m so In love” you chuckled. You stepped back and dragged him into the water with you. It was shockingly the perfect temperature. You swam out towards the deep end before turning around and clinging to zuko. Your legs wrapped around him and you could clearly feel him hard against you now. “Are you liking this?” You teased. “I never took you to be a perv zu”

He groaned softly and leaned in to kiss your collar bone. “You’re insatiable.” His hands found your ass and squeezed the fat while he kissed down your chest. Looking up at you as he one of your nipples in his mouth.

A quiet gasp left your mouth. Your eyes became heavy and the sensation of his tongue over your already sensitive nipple made you whimper. “Just like that, such a good boy zu” you gently cooed. Zuko had an audible reaction, and an eyebrow raised. “Do you like that? Being called a good boy?”

He let go of your breast, catching his breath and looking away shyly. One of your hands rested on the back of his neck and the other went down his toned body, finally reaching his cock. It fit perfectly in your hand, your thumb teased his tip, spreading his precum around. Zukos voice shook, it was soft but noticeable.

“Does that feel good?” You murmured. When zuko didn’t answer you lightened your hold.

“W-wait don’t stop” he quickly begged. Seeing zuko, such a powerful figure, like this beneath your touch. It did something to you.

“I won’t.. if you use your words” you kissed his cheek and the bottom of his scar. Your hand began to in an up and down motion, your other hand brought his head close to you where he began to kiss on your neck.

The water rippled around you both and aided in the pressure Zuko felt. “Oh my god” he whined against your skin. “S-so good”

“Hm? Be a little louder baby” you purred and quickened your pace. He grunted, embarrassed by the reaction he was giving. “I won’t ask twice,”

“Please don’t stop, i-I’m so close” this time zuko loudly moaned. His hands were bruising your skin from how tight he held you.

Kissing the side of his head you gave him what he wanted. His orgasm was hard and his body went limp against you. Zuko softly chanted your name as he came down from his high. After a peaceful moment the man threw you over his shoulder and walked back to the shore.

“Zuko! What are you doing?!” You asked, shocked to be tossed around.

“You want to tease me like that and expect me not to have a reaction?” He asked. You thought about it, well yes, but that would probably upset him if you said it. He carried you to the blanket on the sand and gently laid you on your back, his strong arms cadging by your head and his hair falling by your face.

“Are you worried someone will see?” you nervously asked, maybe teasing him was a bad idea.

“Private beach. Remember? All the servants are out, I gave them the night off.” He responded. You looked away shyly, but zuko grabbed your chin and forced you to look back at him. “Don’t be shy now”

His hands went between your body and parted your lips. One finger began to tease your clit, his expression became mocking at your whines. “Not so funny right?”

“Zukooo” you whined and grabbed his shoulders. He could feel how wet you were, the way your pussy throbbed. He was just being mean.

“What.” He flatly spoke and kissed your stomach while leaving small hickeys in his wake.

You grabbed his hair and spoke sweetly. “Please.. I need you, s-so bad”

He looked at you through heavy lashes but once you heard his deep sigh you knew you had one. Zuko sat up, your hand fell to your side as he tied his hair up. It was in a messy bun and with it out of the way you got to admire his figure.

He came back to your face and kissed you, it was frustrated and messy. His cock was nestled between your lips, he needed you just as bad, his hips bucked making his tip hit your clit. Zuko grunted and repeated his rough kiss. His hands were sparatic, grabbing and squeezing at whatever he could touch. His hips started to rut against you like he was a dog in heat. The friction against your clit was almost too much—

Before either of you could finish, he pulled back. Breathless zuko took his aching cock and lined it up with your entrance. He looked at your needy eyes before slowly thrusting inside. You loudly moaned. Thank god it was a private beach—. Zuko placed his hand on your back and lifted you up so you were sitting on his lap. He kissed you again, then your neck.

Bracing yourself you began to lift your hips and sink back down. Your slow movements weren’t enough and you quickened your pace. “You feel so g-good” you praised.

“Fuck your squeezing me so tight, im getting close baby, s-so close” Zuko grabbed your hips and forced you down onto him harder, using his strength to aid. “Common baby, take me all like the good little slut you are”

Wet noises were all you heard. Your thighs began to burn and your stomach twisted. Hiding your face in zukos neck, with only a few more thrust you felt your body finally release, your lover following shortly after.

Zuko gently laid you back and noticed how his cum was threatening to leak out. You were both breathless and exhausted but that didn’t stop you from laughing. Zuko looked back up at you confused, what was funny about this?

Noticing his expression you forced him down to kiss you. “I think I like when you’re mean”

“I don’t.. I feel horrible” he frowned. He kissed your cheek and sighed “I shouldn’t have called you that”

“Zu it’s ok,” you couldn’t help yourself from giggling.

“Are you sure?”

“Of course”

Staying there on the beach for a while zuko eventually picked you up and carried you to the room. After cleaning up you both clung to each other in the bed. Your body felt heavy, your thighs hurt same for your hips. Zuko was apologetic for hurting you even though you told him it was normal. Eventually you convinced him to go to bed, and the silence of the night made you finally accept this new life.

——

The following morning, as you got ready you felt an urge to throw up. Running to the toilet you quickly vomited. Zuko was quick to find you and hold your hair from your face. “Are you ok?” He asked.

You nodded and wiped your mouth. “I think it was from the alcohol last night” you groaned.

“I’ll get Urara to make you something to drink” he sighed and kissed your forehead. He helped you up and took you to the bed.

Weird. You thought, you never really threw up when you were hung over.

- BAILE INoLVIDABLE -

- FIRELORD zuko x fem concubine reader

- synopsis : emotions are high, with new truths revealed zuko starts to feel like he’s going crazy

- an : I think I’m gonna update every 2/3 days

- content warning : TOPICS AND DISCUSSION OF MISSCARIAGES IS MENTIONED.

Ch 3: Ch 4: Ch 5:

-the ugly truth-

Zuko stared at you for a while. His heart was breaking right in front of you. He felt betrayed, how could you keep this from him, hide your suffering after he’s told you about his.

You didn’t know what to say, what could even possibly remedy the situation. You felt guilty at seeing zuko cry, he wiped his good eye with such tension you could tell he was fighting his anger.

“I.. Zuko” you spoke but stopped. No words could make up for what he just heard. Stepping back you poured him a glass of water and set it close to him. “I’m going to my pavilion.” You let the words hang and walked away.

The second you were gone zuko grabbed the water glass slowly, watching it ripple before throwing it into a wall. He wasn’t angry, he was hurt. His own lover couldn’t even trust him with such an important thing.

Zuko took a moment to breath before leaving the tearoom. He grabbed a bottle of sake on his way out and took a long walk back to the imperial bed chambers.

Entering his empty, cold room, he couldn’t help but miss your warmth. It had been ages since he slept in his own room, preferring your Pavillon above all. He tried to get you moved to his room but his councilmen kept arguing him on the matter, saying it wasn’t fair to the other concubines that you’re presiding in the same room as the Fire lord. He even had to fight to get you one of the four head pavilions.

The liquor burned his throat as he drank it. Zuko wanted desperately to run to you, ask you why you kept this from him, comfort you. But he didn’t know if he was even in the right head space for that. He was drunk, which wasn’t good, he likely was more prone to anger.

Why. Just why.

That’s all he thought. Was he really that unapproachable to the point that you didn’t trust him. Did you even actually want a family with him? Zuko turned on his side, the comforter beneath him was soft against his skin. Maybe it was a mistake asking you to come be his lover, it was completely selfish of him to ask you to leave your life behind, to be his and only his.

Lying there, alone in his big empty room, Zuko felt his heart shatter. What was he going to do.

———

When you woke up you felt your head split. Fuck you drank too much. The previous night was hazy but you remembered clearly how it ended. Now you wanted to throw up for a separate reason.

“Good Afternoon my lady” urara approached. In her hands she held a few robes, the other handmaidens behind her held the rest of your outfit. It was quite showy for today which made you assume you were being summoned.

“Am I going somewhere?” You asked.

Urara nodded. “His majesty has requested that you meet him for lunch today in the garden.”

For the next hour, you bathed, dressed, and had your makeup done. The outfit was snugger than usual, you didn’t think you gained any weight but it could just be from how much you drank. Leaving your pavilion was nerve racking, seeing as it was past midday most of the other concubines were out.

You followed Urara through the maze that was the palace. Many of the other women out stared and gave you looks. Jealousy was such an ugly smell, but what was worse was you felt like you deserved it. To them, you were a random woman off the streets that the fire lord seemed to never be bored of. He chose you a commoner over the sea of noble women ready to serve him.

Insecurity wasn’t something you really dealt either. But, after your biggest secret being revealed in the worse way possible, you were allowed to feel anxious.

Entering the garden you were suprised to see zuko already waiting for you. It was a lunch with your favorite foods from the earth kingdom, something you expressed once you missed. The fact Zuko was waiting for you and not late also insinuated he forced his way out of work early, this meant a lot to him.

“Thank you for inviting me to lunch my lord” you bowed and waited for him to tell you to rise.

“Please..” he softly spoke. His tone made you want to cry, he sounded so hurt and confused. You rose and sat opposite of him. His eye was red and sleepless, his slumped shoulders and obvious Hangover showed his rough night.

It was quiet at first, you ate unsure how to start the conversation and zuko just picked at his food. He was the first to cave. “How was your night?”

“Fine” you lied. “And you?”

“I didn’t sleep too good, it’s hard when your bed is cold” he calmly spoke.

You nodded. “That’s unfortunate my lord, perhaps tonight will be different.”

“I hope” he looked at you with gentle eyes.

“Your other concubines will be overjoyed by your presence.” Saying such a thing made your stomach twist and a familiar nausea returned.

Zukos glass slammed down on the table and you jumped slightly “why would you ever say something like that?!” You didn’t know what to say, but noticed a small fire breaking out near by which his guards quickly put out.

“Zuko I-“

“You think I’d really go to a stranger I’ve never met all because you’ve hurt me?! I don’t know if I should be wounded because you don’t trust me or because you think so little of me!” He quickly stood and threw his napkin down. He walked past you fast and you stumbled out of your seat.

“Zuko wait please!” You called out to him and grabbed his sleeve.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He loudly spoke. His voice wasn’t angry, it expressed his series of emotions, frustration, sadness, confusion.

You just stared at him. You didn’t want to speak of such a painful time. You hadn’t even discussed it out loud since it happened. The words just couldn’t come out even though he deserved to know. At your lack of an answer he pulled his sleeve away and began to walk off. If he made it to that door you knew you’d loose him forever.

“It was with my ex” you finally said. Zuko stopped though he kept his back turned to you. “When I was with him, we discussed starting a family. We tried and eventually I got pregnant. The first time we lost the baby at eight weeks.”

“First time?” Zuko asked and turned around.

You held ur head down, Voice begining to shake. Your nails dug so deep in your fist you felt blood trickle. “The second, was at twelve, and the third didn’t last past the first five weeks.” Your voice caught in your throat and the Nausea from before threatened to spill over. “I was abandoned, and I thought if I told you that… that you’d abandon me too. I couldn’t go through that again so I lied and deceived you and I-i would do anything to make up for it”

Familiar arms wrapped around you, his warmth made the tears finally break. You both sunk to the ground as you sobbed. You grabbed at zukos robes trying to keep yourself grounded. You never wanted to hide from him, but you were terrified, terrified that this would be reason enough for his councilmen to ask for your removal. For you to loose the man you considered the love of your life forever.

Zuko gently grabbed your face and you noticed his own tears. He bent down, kissing where your tears fell. A series of “I’m sorry” fell from his lips, his comforting hold allowed you to remember to breathe.

At some point threw up behind a bush, sorry to the gardeners who needed to clean that up. Zuko took you to the imperial bedchambers.

“Your majesty we insist you return back to council” a man approached, stopping you both from entering the room.

“Do you men never know your limits?” He asked sarcastically. “You see my lover in a state of distress and the first thing you think is how soon I can return to court?!”

“Well your majesty we have matters that hold higher importance than a….concubine” one man spoke, the way he said concubine made your skin crawl, he was the oldest of the councilmen and served ozai during his time. Zuko only kept him around since his knowledge was valuable, and as chamberlain he served his purpose.

Zuko froze, his good eye twitched. “You all have forgotten that I am this nations ruler— I may not be tyrannical like my father or grandfather but I will not allow you speak to me as if I am ignorant. The only thing that matters to me in this moment is the health of my wife. The audacity you have to act like her position isn’t important as if you weren’t the main one harassing me about conceiving a child, it ceases to amazing me.”

“She isn’t with child your majesty and hasn’t been for the six months she’s stayed in this palace and had your company. If this nation is so important to you then you’ll find another concubine and you’ll return to court. You’re not like your predecessors that you are correct, you lack the will to rule this nation and make it proud. Instead you’ve been seduced by an outsider.. Love is a weak ideology that leads to suffering. Power is the only thing that lasts”

It happened so quickly you hadn’t noticed it until the man was lying on the ground and zukos fist started to bleed. His breath was heavy and his expression showed his disgust. Someone who still believed in his ancestors plan to rule the world still worked among him and he allowed it. How long had this man been trying to get zuko to follow in his father’s steps, if anyone was manipulating the crown it was him. “Remove him from my sight now. The rest of you.. choose your loyalty now, me and this nation, or my father… I will return to court tomorrow, good day.” He steadily spoke.

You had never heard zuko yell before. The councilmen at his door hadn’t either. You had deduced that these few men were the ones who opposed you, however if they liked their job they’d learn to respect you. The men coward away, leaving with their tail between their legs. Zuko placed a hand on your waist and led you to the inside of his room.

Then it finally occurred to you what he had said. “Your.. wife?” You asked.

Zuko nodded and placed a chair infront of his door so no one could truly bother him. “I didn’t stutter did I?”

“No” you spoke. “But tradition—“

“I don’t care about tradition. As the fire lord, If I want it, you will be my wife by sundown” he strongly spoke. His shoulders were tense— his mind was racing.

You nodded. His back was still facing you and he leaned on the chair he used as a blockade. You weren’t entirely sure what to say, instead you settled to wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your head on his back. “You didn’t need to do that.”

“I didn’t have anyone to defend me, aside from my uncle later in life. I know how ruthless this place can be and I will not let you face the same scrutiny that I had.”

Zuko eventually turned around, he gently grabbed your face and kissed your forehead. You felt his tears wet your cheek. “Oh Zuko.. please don’t cry”

“I need you to trust me, you saw first hand how some still have loyalty to my father. If I can’t even believe that you are honest to me, I will go crazy.”

You embraced him tighter, it was easy for you to begin to cry again. It hadn’t occurred to you that keeping this would hurt him too. You both stayed in that position until zuko pulled away first. His hands were tangled in your hair, and his face was filled with longing and sorrow. “I will never abandon you. As long as I live you will never be cold or hungry, I will stay through all of the rough times, and I will give you everything you could ever want. Just promise me you will never keep secrets from me again”

You nodded “I promise”

Zuko bent down and kissed you. It was salty as both your tears were mixed in, in a way it made you laugh. Parting away you cupped his face and traced his scar, it was subtle but meant so much to him.

———

That night you laid in zukos bed. It made you feel a sense of peace that you never really understood since moving to the palace.

You spoke in detail of the situations, coming to terms with the reality of your struggles. Zuko, he held you for what seemed like hours. Never once did he make you feel like a burden. He listened patiently, only stopping you when you began to blame yourself.

He hadn’t stopped kissing you since the talk. In the bath, when dressing, on the bed, your entire body had been loved by him. His current fixation was your neck. His affection wasn’t sexual it was meant to express his vast love.

“You don’t have to do that” you murmured.

“But you’re so perfect. I’m scared if I let go you’ll fly away” he lightly chuckled.

You smiled and shook your head. You finally had an opportunity to take In the room, the ceilings were high and the detail that wrapped around the room was flawless. It was much different from your pavilion, it was so serious and dark. You understood better why zuko disliked being here.

“My love” he spoke.

You sat up in the bed and looked at him bellow you, moving his hair from his face. Zukos hand found itself resting on your hip where he traced lazy circles. “Move in here with me”

“I can’t”

“You can. I could sleep with anyone but I want to wake up with just anyone. Only you, I will change the rule. Or we get married by tomorrow. Perhaps—“

“No zuko.” You couldn’t stop yourself from smiling. “It’s not fair to everyone else that I get special treatment. We’ll do it right. If I have your child then we can Marry and be here together.”

“When, you have my child” he corrected.

“Of course, when”

- BAILE INoLVIDABLE -

- FIRELORD zuko x fem concubine reader

- synopsis: you had been at the palace for quite a few months now, with an important gala you finally meet the Gaang, however during an after party some truths come to light.

- an : the dress is literally padmes lake dress from AOTC but like red, why? Bc I like that dress that’s why ❤️

- content warning : TOPIC OF A MISCARRIAGE ARE MENTION zuko is a munch pt2, fingering, drunk/public sex, sleepy sex, yeah idk.

Ch 2: Ch 3: Ch 4:

-pressure-

“Why are you staring at me?” You mumbled, the sun was peaking through the window was beginning to wake you up.

Zuko was sitting against the wall of the bed. The mattress was in a canopy bed, a large cut out against the wall. The curtain’s and intricate details along the wood reminded you of your new found position. “I’m just admiring” he shrugged and moved the hair from your face.

You were groggy opening your eyes. It took you a moment to notice both of your nude states. Then the memories of the previous night came crashing in. You both have been trying for a child for months now, nearly every night you spent with the fire lord. Though you didn’t entirely mind, you were able to have your own fun.

Sitting up you clinged to zuko, placing your thigh against his, your pussy light brushed against his leg. Your hands greedily groped his body. Both of you laughed, you hummed happily as zuko pulled you into a sweet kiss. His hand made its way to your soaking wet folds.

Zuko smiled sarcastically “good morning to me”

“You’re so corny” you laughed and grinded your hips against his hand. The soft sunlight and zukos gentle repetitive movements against your clit almost lulled you to sleep. Your quiet moans only added fuel to the fire.

His fingers prodded at your entrance, close to thrusting inside, until a loud bang came from your chambers doors. “Your majesty!” A loud voice came from outside.

Zuko gave you a remorseful look, you knew he’d rather stay in bed with you all day, but he had duties to attend to. He pulled away and threw on some of his discarded clothing. “Hey” he called for you.

You were about to return to sleep but sat back up to look at your lover. “Hm?”

“Don’t forget about the gala tonight. I left you an outfit to wear, please don’t forget ok?” He asked. You nodded in agreement and watched the Fire lord walk away.

This gala was an important event for you, it was your first public appearance as the lover of the fire lord. What made you nervous however was that you were supposed to meet the avatar at this event. The saviors of the world, any normal person meeting them would be scared, but you felt an unreal pressure as you were meeting them as the lover of their friend.

What if they didn’t like you? Would zuko leave you because of that? No he wouldn’t do that. You were upset for even thinking something like that.

———

Urara spent a long time styling you. She styled your hair in a low bun, small curls peaked out. The style was loose but elegant all at once, and featured a hair piece of the nations national flower. Your makeup consist of rouge on your cheeks and under your eyes, your lips were painted and you had small fine details scattered throughout your face. Truly, you looked like a work of art.

The dress zuko got you was a backless halter style gown, the silk fabric was styled in a long train and wide satin binding, with gathered fabric on the arm sleeves and train. The gown was a gradient of yellow orange and red. The golden arm cuffs and neck piece attacked to the fabric held the fire nation symbol on it. Looking at yourself through the mirror you placed your hands on your stomach, taking a deep breath in you looked away ashamed.

You left your pavilion to meet zuko at the throne room. He was tucked away working, the sun was already setting and you didn’t want to make him have to travel across the palace just to get you.

Walking through the halls was strange. Servants and guards bowed when they saw you. Conversations halted and they were instead replaced by formal greetings. The attention made you feel odd, like you were an imposter. Just a few months ago you were the same rank as them, only difference now is you have an understanding of the government and you sleep with the ruler of the fire nation.

But you could also hear the whispered that arose behind you. The looks of distrust and the occasional side glance. You were uncomfortable and quickened your pace.

“Hello dax; Roman” you greeted the guards on standby at the door.

“My lady you humble us, please what can we do for you today” Dax spoke, him and the other guard bowed. So even now saying the name of someone you knew could be taboo.

“I’m here to see zu— I mean fire lord zuko.” You learned aswell that in public you needed to use formal titles, last time you didn’t a council man yelled at you.

The soldiers nodded and opened the grand doors. Sitting high above was zuko who was working hard. His face looked stressed, it hurt to see him so worked up. “Hello your majesty” you spoke out and curtsied, holding the pose, fearful of being rude.

“My love,” he spoke fondly and rose from his spot. He made his way down to you and urged you to stand. “You.. wow” he smiled and raked his eyes over your form.

You blushed and spun for him. Zuko grabbed your face and pulled you into a loving deep kiss. He was completely enamored with you. Behind him however his councilmen gave you looks of disapproval. You knew why they were shunning you with their eyes, but you couldn’t help it.

“You Look amazing” Zuko grabbed your attention back. He kissed your cheek and couldn’t help but smile. “How’d I ever get so lucky”

“Being Fire lord helped” you teased and he rolled his eyes. Kissing you again he took your hand and walked you to the door, yelling to his councilmen that he’d be taking off.

——

The carriage ride to the venue wasn’t long. You kept your gaze out the window, meanwhile zuko was undressing you with his eyes. He couldn’t help it, even thinking about the positions he could have you in made his cock begin to throb. Blinking quickly he looked at your face, noticing your distasteful expression. Zuko leaned foward and took your hand, kissing it softly. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah” you spoke half heartedly. Zuko knew you, and he knew when you were lying. He squeezed your hand softly.

“Please, if something is bothering you tell me. You can tell me anything”

Could you though? You glanced at his own worried expression and caved. “Meeting the avatar is Nervracking if I’m honest. You’ve known these people for so long, I’m worried that they may not like me. And if the avatar decides he doesn’t like me, then the nation will follow suit”

Zuko stared at you for a moment then lightly scoffed a laugh. He held his head down and shook it before looking back at you. “Aang might be physically incapable of hating anyone except ozai. I tried to kill him when we first met and now look at us. My dear, you’re perfect in every way, I’m sure they will love you the same as I” he smiled and kissed your hand again.

His words comforted you slightly but you still couldn’t shake your own nerves.

The carriage came to a stop and the guards opened the door. Zuko stepped outside first, then he helped you out down the steep stairs. Your gown dragged behind you both as you walked. Your arm was linked with zukos, it helped you feel grounded OP.

Entering the gala zuko was immediately ambushed by important political figures from across the globe. They all wanted to discuss something with the fire lord, with all the attention Zuko handed it with grace. You squeezed his arm supportively and watched as he smoothly worked the crowd, stumbling on his words a few times until he was eventually saved.

“If it isn’t sparky” a raspy voice spoke. You turned around with zuko to see a woman you believed was name Toph. She was cute and intimidating at the same time. Though you didn’t know much about the saviors of the world you knew she was the strongest earth bender of all time.

“Toph, nice to see you” he greeted, the rest of the group followed suit. Zuko was happy to see his old friends, shaking their hands and offering hugs.

“Who’s this pretty lady” Sokka finally asked, his sister hit his arm. You bowed your head, this was all kind of embarrassing.

“This is my lover, soon to be wife. Please—“ he held his hand out signaling for you to introduce yourself.

You squeezed his arm “right. As zuko said im his soon to be. We’ve been together for a while now, and I’m happy to have finally met you all. Well technically I’ve met you all before; well not met but our paths crossed”

“Really?” Katara asked curious

“When ba sing se was attacked I was caught in the ambush, it was you who pulled me away from a collapsing building” you nodded to toph.

Toph smile and tilted her head. “Seems like I might be more heroic than you all”

“Well, it’s nice to meet you. I look foward to the wedding. Zukos talked about you in his letters, you make the man happy and that’s all that’s important. You will make a fantastic Fire Lady.” aang finally spoke, the avatar extended his hand to you and you nervously shook it. You swore you felt a shock coming from his skin.

The gala soon ended and zuko invited his friends back to the palace for an after party. It had been far too long since they all talked.

Back at the palace the group settled in the imperial tea room. The liquor from the palaces stock filled the small table and they all managed to get exceptionally drunk rather quickly, you included.

“So how did you two meet?” Sokka asked, pouring himself another shot.

“At a tea shop” you admitted, while you spoke zuko was busy undoing your hair style, he liked when your hair was down in its natural state. “He went under the alias of Lee and went out with my best friend”

“Oof homie hopping zuko? Not cool man” Sokka teased. Katara reached over her brother and grabbed a fruity liquor and offered you another glass to which you accepted.

“This happened during the war right?” Katara asked, you nodded. “Is your friend upset that you’re with zuko now?”

“Jin? No she’s the nicest girl in the world. Besides she had eyes for someone else anyways.” You chuckled. Your hair fell down your back and zuko hid his face in your neck, he was always like this drunk, incredibly clingy and incredibly horny.

“I heard that you both were trying, is that true?” Aang asked, he had Katara resting in his arms, they made a cute couple. In the corner of your eye Sokka and Toph seemed to be arm wrestling which was.. odd?

“Yes, though it’s been kind of challenging”

“If you have any heath issues I can heal you. Things like these take time, my mother struggled conceiving Sokka and yet here we are” Katara spoke, her brother gave her a look that made you giggle. She was such a sweetheart. “Have you given much thought about the wedding?”

“Not Extactly, but I’m sure whatever I decide to go with will be good” you chuckled awkwardly.

Toph called out your name “you grew up in Ba Sing Se right?”

“Yeah I re-“

Zukos hand began to find it way through the back of your dress, the exposure of your back was driving him mad. He stood up and lightly took your hand. “We’ve got some business to attend to real quick, some documents need to be signed and such”’

Confused you stood but followed him, you weren’t sure why he’d want to leave his friends. Once the door closed Sokka was the first to speak “they went to fuck didn’t they”

“Yeah”

“Definitely”

“Ew don’t say that” Toph complained and stood up from where she sat on the ground, she didn’t want to ‘see’ that.

“Zuko is everythi—“ he cut you off with a passionate kiss. One hand cadged the side of your face, the other pressed you against a wall. You both were down the hall and hidden behind one turn. Having sex the palace hallway wasn’t on your personal agenda. “Zuko were in public”

“So?” He murmured and began to grab the fabric of your dress so he could have easier access.

“What if a servant comes out, or one of your friends?” You were worried about the rumors that could be said.

“It’s my palace, I can fuck you wherever I decide to” zuko hiccuped and sunk to his knees. He gripped your thighs and brought his face to your covered mound, the dress and your underwear separated him. “Please.. I’m starving” he looked up to you with begging eyes. You nodded and he grinned.

Zuko threw your gown over his head and he bit your underwear, pulling it down with his teeth. His tongue wasted no time, attacking your clit and forcing your hips to be still against his mouth. His fingers parted your lips for him, letting him use the flat of his tongue to fully taste all of you.

You were trying to stay quiet, your cheeks were red and the only light was the moon light from the window infront of you. Zukos eagerness began to pay off, your climax was approaching faster than anticipated.

Beneath your dress he lifted one leg and put it on his shoulder, allowing him slide two fingers inside of you. A deep moan left your lips, embarrassed you covered your mouth.

“Do it again” Zuko moaned against your pussy. His fingers curled inside of you, massaging your sweet spot and chasing your release. “Common baby, you’re so close, cum for me, please~” his whimpers vibrated through your body.

You bit your hand, muffling the whorish noises that you couldn’t contain. Your climax was close, but you could also feel another sensation almost like you needed to pee.

With a few more thrust your knees gave out and zuko caught you, taking your whole pussy into his mouth, drinking every drop of squirt and cum that left your body. Zuko wasn’t lying when he said he was starving, he was desperate, licking at your sweet folds, moaning and whimpering against it.

After you caught your breath zuko finally left your gown , he laid on the floor and smiled at you. His face was red and wet. You sat down beside him and moved his silky hair. “Better?”

“Mmhmm”

———

You had taken zuko to a spare room to rest, he wanted to have sex but you told him he needed to sober up first.

You left the room to get a glass of water when you accidentally bumped into Katara. She looked flushed and you could only assume she was up to the same no good as you. “Zuko?”

“Aang?”

You both quietly laughed. And walked to the tea room together, talking quietly about your night. “I have a weird question”

“Yeah?” Katara asked.

“Is it possible to do it in the avatar state?” You were truly curious and Katara gave you a smile that answered your question. “Mystery solved” you joked.

“It was once, Aang almost lost control but so worth it” she chuckled. After a moments silence she tapped her arm. “I wanted to give you this”

You took a book from Katara and opened it, it was filled with pornographic drawings, positions and explanations on how to do them. “I’ve heard from other women that that book is useful if you’re struggling to conceive, maybe it can help you too”

You looked through the drawings silently. Then the tears began to fall, you didn’t understand why you were crying but you couldn’t stop.

“I’m sorry— did I?” Karara spoke worried and moved to your side. She wrapped an arm around you and comforted you as you cried.

“No, no it’s not you” you sniffed, wiping your eyes. Though your attempts were in vain, the tears wouldn’t stop. Eventually you calmed down and set the book aside. “Thank you for this Katara, I deeply appreciate it”

“Of course.. is everything ok though?” She asked concerned. You held your head down and debated speaking. But just like the tears, your words couldn’t be held in.

“Im judged by zukos councilmen because of my inability to be pregnant. I’ve heard the names they call me, ‘succubus’, ‘witch’. They think that I manipulated zuko to take the throne, that I don’t deserve his affection especially since I’m not a fire bender. The other concubines hate me, and the only friend I have is my hand maiden…”

Katara nodded patiently. She didn’t understand your pain but she understood what it meant to suffer as a woman.

“I love him, I truly do, but part of me fears that I can’t deliever that he’ll toss me aside” your voice cracked. “I’ve never told him this.. but I’ve miscarried in the past.” The words hung in the air, heavy and taking up room. “I’m scared that it could be the reason I’m struggling”

Katara felt truly horrible your situation, all she could say was. “I’m sorry” she squeezed your arm and stepped back, confused you watched as She gestured her head behind you. Standing by the entrance was zuko, you could see so clearly his heart breaking. His face looked betrayed and tears welled in his good eye.

Katara walked away, she turned back to look if either of you had moved. Part of her wanted to stay but she knew this wasn’t her conversation to have.

To be continued..

- BAILE INoLVIDABLE -

- FIRELORD zuko x fem concubine reader

- Synopsis : zuko had a long day, but he still made time to come see you. One thing leads to another and it’s suddenly your first time with zuko in bed.

- an: I’m not the best at smut but I tried this time guys 💔 also I’m a lesbian so if it’s like written weird, in my defense, I like pussy… so

- content warning : reader is described as busty, p in v, zuko is a much I don’t make the rules, boob sucking, implied cock warming.

Ch 1 : Ch 2: Ch 3:

-for the first time-

It was two weeks since zuko invited you to the palace. You were nervous at first, maybe accepting his offer was a mistake. You didn’t want to be known for just your body, and your only job being to have sex made you feel gross. You were more than just an easy lay, you wanted to be important.

Zuko understood your worries and made sure you were accommodated. Every other day you had lessons with a private tutor regarding politics, Zuko promised that once you were ready he’d give you a special spot on his council. You’d be the mother of the nation not just in body but in mind. He assured you that no matter what happens, he’d never let you be reduced to Just a womb.

He had his own concerns too. Zuko was awkward to say the least, he wanted to sleep with you but it was well awkward. He didn’t do this often. He had also made a promise to himself that his lover would be someone who knew him almost better than he knew himself. So he made an effort, every night you would spend dinner together. He would stay until you fell asleep and only then he’d return to his chambers. In that time his affection changed, your eyes were always so observant. You knew when he was irritated or when he was sad, you knew what to say and you knew how to made him crazy. The teasing kisses you’d give him, the sly comments, you were just too much.

Today was too much aswell. Zuko was beyond exhausted, he had been given hundreds of documents to review today. It was getting late and he knew he’d miss dinner, but unfortunately the fire nation came before his romantic life. That was the sad reality of a ruler. However, his advisors soon forced him out of his work and told him to turn in for the night. Though before he could he needed to see you.

You were sitting by the window, your handmaiden who you came to know as Urara, had dressed you in heavy expensive robes. The Obi tied around your waist was snug and your hair was styled to Frame your features. Urara always dressed you in attire that was easy to remove at night if an occasion arises that would need it.

In your hand was a small bowl of berries, the table across the room had a series of plates that were filled with a luxurious dinner. It had remained untouched as you didn’t want to eat without zuko and since he was late you opted for fruit. The sun was beginning to set and you sighed, he was probably busy and you couldn’t get upset at him for that. So you stood, getting ready to call urara to help you undress and bathe.

“Sorry I’m late” the large doors opened and zuko stepped in. His eyes were heavy and so were his steps. Slowly he made his way to where you stood and you sat with him.

Reaching out you touched his face meanwhile his hands rested on your hips. “You’re exhausted, you need to stop pushing yourself my lord”

“I thought you agreed to stop calling me that” he looked at you with a pleading look. “You’re going to be my lover, mother of my child, I do not wish to be only viewed as a political figure.”

“I know” you softly admitted and let your hand trace his features. “I Called you zuko infront of one of your councilmen and he yelled at me. I guess I’m saying it out of instinct.”

He kissed the palm of your hand and squeezed your hips. “I will handle that, I promise.” Looking back at the table zuko was disappointed to see the cold food. “Do you still wish to eat?”

You both sat on the couch across from the table and picked at the cold food. It was silly really, the ruler of the fire nation picked at a cold fish for small bites. It humanized him.

“You look beautiful tonight, incase I haven’t said it already” Zuko spoke and sipped his wine.

“Are you flirting with me my lord?” You teased, giggling at the expression he gave.

“And do what if I am? Are you going to stop me?” Zuko spoke back. His forwardness made your mind go blank. By the gods this man oozed sex appeal. He had tossed his heavier clothes aside, currently he was in two simple robes and his hakama. Even then the two robes were loose and gave you a small peak to his toned body. The slight look at his torso made your pussy throb. You knew you were ovulating this week, now was as good as any to begin trying. Even if it was your first time with him

Blinking back to reality you looked away shyly and shook your head. “And loose your attention? What could I possibly gain from that”

“Oh so my affection is only returned for your own gain?” He teased.

“Perhaps, or maybe I’m smart enough to know men’s words are often hollow”

“There’s nothing hollow in my words my dear, if you ever want something I will make it happen”.

You smiled and took a sip of your own wine. Zuko just had a way with words that astonished you. Setting your glass down you moved closer to Zuko and placed your hand on his chest, gently pushing the fabric back and letting your hand slip in.

“What are you doing?” He asked curiously while you got a feel of his body. His muscles tensed beneath your touch and zuko tried to keep his whimper muffled.

“Nothing” you coyly spoke and kissed his neck. Leaving lipstick stains across his upper body, you finally approached his lip to which you ghosted yours over. You smiled and bit his bottom lip, zuko rested his head against the back of the couch while you straddled his thigh. Your other hand was moving from his arms to his neck where you lightly choked him. He grunted and tried to keep his composure as your hand came closer and closer to his crotch.

Before you could touch him he grabbed your wrist. “Careful”

“I know what I’m doing” You murmured, little annoyed he stopped you. “This is my job is it not?”

Zukos massive arm was wrapped around your hips, he held you in place against him and took advantage of the position to grab your ass. “Do you want to do this?” He asked.

“Yeah” you nodded and broke free of his grasp. Cupping his face with both hands you kissed his lips tenderly. Zuko followed your lead, letting you break away first. His eyes were heavy and his hold on you was possessive. He picked you up with practiced ease and carried you over to the mattress.

You laughed when he tossed you onto the bed, zuko kissed you again. “I love that sound”

“Then you should keep me happy” you bantered.

He smiled at you and shook his head knowingly. Painfully slow he took off his top layer of clothing, he knew you were eyeing him the whole night. His muscular frame made you squeeze your legs close, his build was something you thought you could only ever dream of. You wanted him to take off his hakama, his bulge was noticeable through the loose fabric.

Instead he helped you stand, stepping back and crossing his Arms, flexing on purpose. He wanted you to strip.

You fumbled with the heavy fabric, you struggled with the Obi to which zuko helped. From there the rest of your clothing fell to the ground. You had been naked underneath just for this purpose.

Zukos breath hitched as he took you in. His hands shyly moved across your body. Everything about you was perfect, though his eyes fixed on your tits. They were round and heavy, zuko always had a thing for big tits just something about them turned him on.

He led you back to the bed, using this moment to quickly bend fire to light the candles spread across the room. Holding eye contact, Zuko got on his knees, positioning himself between your legs. It was hot, but completely taboo. You frowned “Zuko, please get up, what if someone sees?”

“They’ll see me kneeling to a goddess, and I’d expect them to do the same.” He spoke into your skin, taking the opportunity to kiss you gently, he cut off every word of disapproval with another kiss. He was eager to please you, to taste you. “You’re the only woman in the world who could bring this nation to its knees, never forget that”

Your cheeks were flushed, his long trail of affection moved to your neck. Zuko sucked lightly on the sensitive skin while his hands found their way to your breast. He took your mouth again, kissing you deliberately slow as he knew it made you want more.

His thumbs traced lazy circles across your nipples. His touch made the senstive buds become hard, and your hips to bucked out of instinct. Zuko kissed down your body again, taking in your scent and arousal. He felt like he might go mad from pleasure.

“You must really like my tits” you bit your lip and moved zukos hair from his face while he took a nipple in his mouth, sucking on it. You moaned and your other hand fisted the sheets beneath you.

“So perfect” you briefly heard zuko say as he switched between breast. His tongue made patters against your overstimulated bud. You whimpered slightly, he was skilled with his tongue that was a sure fact.

Zuko squeezed your tits one more time, kissing each nipple again and moving his lips down. He left a trail of red marks all the way to your thighs. He brought your legs to rest on his shoulders while he licked the side of your thighs.

“Please don’t be a tease zuko” you begged. The man bit down in response, leaving a bite mark that was sure to bruise in the morning.

He kissed the mark remorsefully and looked up at you. “So needy” he placed soft kisses against your pussy, taking his time before finally licking a long stripe. You tasted sweet, addictive.

You grinded your hips against zukos face, you couldn’t help but hold eye contact with him. His mouth sucked on your clit and your entrance begged for his attention. Though he was too busy drinking every drop your sweet cunt made. Your back arched and you grabbed the sheets beneath you. Loud moans filled the room, begs for him to go faster and whimpers of zukos name.

The commotion only encouraged him. The look your face made was more than enough. Your thighs tightened around his head and your breathing faltered. You were close and desperately chasing your orgasm.

Zuko used his strength to pin your hips down and held them in place. He sped up his movements with his tongue until you finally came. You breathed heavy and tried to regain your composure. “That was heavenly”

“I heard” Zuko smiled and wiped his lip, your cum was still on him. He moved back down and kissed your sweet pussy a few more times before kissing you again. You could taste yourself on his tongue, moaning as he repeated the forceful kiss.

You watched as zuko stood finally and stepped back. He removed his pants and you finally saw his erect cock. His dick curved upwards, he was clean shaven and he had noticeable veins. Zuko wasn’t obnoxiously large, he was maybe eight inches and was more on the thinner side.

When he returned to you, you lightly grabbed his dick, gently massaging it and kissing the tip, giving zuko longing eyes as you did. He groaned and covered his face, it seems he was sensitive too.

Zuko grabbed your thighs and pushed them to your shoulders, you held your legs in the position. You had no witty comeback, all you wanted in the moment was Zuko. He laid ontop of you, hiding his face in your neck and kissed it softly. He lightly jerked his cock against your cunt, slowly he pushed into your entrance.

As he bottomed out you grabbed onto his shoulders. He filled you so perfectly, you could feel his tip resting on your g-spot.

“Oh zuko~” you moaned as he started thrusting slow. You couldn’t help but tense up, however zuko had to stop.

“Please— relax. If you keep squeezing me like that I won’t last” he gasped into your neck. He shamefully hid his face, maybe it was too much to watch as he bred you in a mating press. You did as he asked, finally relaxing, allowing him to move again.

His thrust became quicker, and your moans louder. Zuko started rubbing your clit while he whimpered in your ear. His fat tip abused your spot, kissing your cervix every time he bottomed out, hitting it relentlessly and edging you closer to your second orgasm.

Your breath faltered and your mind became blank, lost in the pleasure. You felt your body tingle and you scratched at zukos back. “Oh! Zuko please I’m s-so close” you begged.

The fire lord brought his head up, moaning along side you and kept his eyes darting between your bouncing tits and your contorted face. “Just a lil more baby” he pleaded. “ ‘m feels so good, you’re so perfect”

He positioned your hips up and with a few final thrust you both came, reaching your high at the same time. Zukos head fell back in the crook of your neck and you softly petted his hair while he whimpered against your skin. He was vocal, and kept singing your praises.

You both stayed in that position for a few minutes. Zukos cock twitched inside of you, becoming semi hard from now you warmed it. You lightly tried to lift zuko but he clinged to you harder. “Just a little while longer.. please”

….

“Zuko?”

“Hm?”

“What’s that smell?”

———

Urara had send in a request for new drapes for the bed in the morning. Guess to everyone’s surprise, the fire lord causes fires when he cums.

- BAILE INoLVIDABLE -

- FIRELORD zuko x fem concubine reader

- synopsis : Zuko has be FIRELORD for a significant amount of time. However he remains single, with no heir apparent his advisors worry that the nation may not have a successor. With a newfound pressure to have a child, he remembers a friend who he made a promise too long ago.

Chapter Content : making out, groping, thigh riding. Zuko yearning.

Ch: 1 , Ch: 2

- First Dance -

Ba Sing Se was different. Inside everyone pretended the war didn’t happen, even the refugees. Zuko didn’t mind entirely since it meant he could also pretend he wasn’t the prince. A bit of normalcy after… everything.

So he took on the Alias lee and worked in a tea shop with his uncle. He was always on edge and yet people still seemed attracted to him. You and Jin both seemed to of dragged him out of his shell.

“You’re not busy tonight, right?” You asked while handing Zuko the money for the tea.

“I promise uncle I’d help him close” he murmured.

“I can close by myself Lee, you go have fun” iroh spoke and patted his shoulder. He appeared out of no where and scared zuko slightly. It was now he regretted telling his uncle about the small crush he had on you. Before he could protest you clapped and smile.

“Perfect! Meet Jin and I out front at nine ok”

Zuko watched you leave and with an irritated face he just mumbled. “Yeah ok..”

——

There was an underground party happening that night. It was a small fire hidden in a cave, it was mainly teens and all it was really was a simple get together. Where you could talk freely and not be watched constantly.

Zuko was nervous, he assumed that the party could be crashed at any moment, and yet you tried to keep him active. Jin liked Zuko sure but she also liked the flower shop boy too. Happens to be that he was giving her more attention than scar face.

You found zuko standing in a corner. You laughed when you approached him. “Why are you all by your self?”

“I don’t know these people” he flatly spoke.

“But I do, and you know me, so by extension you should be having fun” you joked and grabbed his sleeve.

Zuko tried to resists but you pulled him towards the crowd. At some point some musicians showed up and people began to dance. You held onto zukos hands, forcing him to dance.

His cheeks turned a pale pink, he was embarrassed. One thing zuko lacked was rhythm and it was obvious as he stood there.

“Loosen up— move your hips” you urged him, slowly he listened to your instructions. At some point his hands rested on your waist, following your lead you danced back and forth. He spun you and maybe you mistook it but he seemed to have smiled.

The music slowed down and you rested your hands on his shoulders. You weren’t dumb, and zuko wasn’t nearly as smart as he thought he was. “Thank you for coming out tonight Zuko”

“Ye—“ his face dropped and you laughed at how his breathing stopped.

Bringing your arms to rest around his neck you rolled your eyes. “I’m not gonna tell, but to be fair I’m the only one who picked up on your clues.”

“I thought I was doing good at hiding” Zuko looked away, he was embarrassed but thankful that at least it was you who realized the truth and not anyone else.

“Well yeah” you admitted. “But green isn’t your color”

Your joke made him roll his eyes. For something so serious you seemed too laid back about it. You didn’t really care though, zuko, lee, whatever he wanted to be called was kind. He didn’t yell nor was he a jerk. Standoffish? Yeah, Stubborn? Definitely, but he seemed to want to change. That was enough for you.

The song ended and you stepped back, unsure what to do you grabbed his wrist before he could retreat back to the shadows. “Let’s go for a walk.”

——

Outside it was cold. The long sleeves you wore helped, well that and the heat from zukos hand. You had never let it go, and it was now you learned fire benders run naturally hot.

You had finally managed to get zuko to talk. He mentioned a few things about the fire nation, old stories, you both shared embarrassing memories. When it got colder zuko threw his arm around your shoulder. He didn’t entirely mind being your personal heater.

“Over throwing ozai, that sounds like a big goal” you shrugged and looked up at him.

Zuko kept his eyes forward however. “I want to atone for my mistakes— my father’s actions..”

“And I’m sure you will” you added. “When you become Fire lord promise to not forget us little people yeah?”

“I doubt I’ll become the next Fire lord”

“Who else would be?”

“I don’t know” he muttered. “Maybe they’ll elect a new leader or something.”

You laughed and shook your head. “As if” Stepping out you spun slightly and took a moment to admire zukos face. Unsure if you should speak or not, you decided to not coward away. “If and only if you decide to become fire lord.. promise me you’ll stop all of this, the war and everything, I’d hate it if I couldn’t love the person I want because of our bending styles.”

Zuko brought your hand to his lips and gently kissed your knuckles. “I promise, I’ll even make you the mother of the nation” he admitted. Then his face went bright red as he realized his words and he stepped back. “Sorry I—“

“I’ll hold you to that” you nodded, a soft blush came across your face but you weren’t embarrassed, instead you felt your affection grow.

“Fire lord zuko, as your council we have concerns.” An older man spoke.

“It’s been several years since you took the crown and yet there is no heir apparent.” Another added.

“We insist that you begin to see where we are coming from and start looking for a suitable concubine to procreate with”

Zuko rubbed his eyes. Who used the word ‘procreate’ anymore, he would have rather they just told him plainly to start having sex not use code words. It’s not that he didn’t want to have a child it was more so he didn’t know how to even begin a relationship. Mai was circumstantial and since she broke up with him he’d stayed single. Any other woman was bound to be attracted to Fire lord and not Zuko himself. He didn’t want to have a child with a woman he knew nothing about, he also didn’t want to force someone to have his kid. He’s spent years fixing his father’s mistakes and he wasn’t going to go down the same route he did with marriage.

“I will… look.. into finding someone, ok?” He sighed. He actually meant it this time, he was tried of hearing the older men complain and bitch at him over this.

“Please take this seriously. We understand you do not find the concubines at present to your taste, love is important to some people, but please my lord, don’t drag your feet.”

“Perhaps my lord may be able to find a suitable woman at the festival tonight” one suggested which the other councilmen quickly agreed too. Zuko just nodded and continued onward with his paperwork.

——

The streets of the fire nations capital were lined with lights and merchants. People wore their traditional clothing and many were dressed up as yokai. There were fire dancers and musicians in every corner.

The nation was priding itself on how people from across the globe were here, it didn’t matter if they were from the water tribe or the earth kingdom, everyone came to this festival. After all, it was a celebration of peace.

Zuko walked calmly through the streets. The people stared and whispered, they avoided his path and some seemed to be fearful. He couldn’t blame them, still he tried to be a great leader. He continued onward, stopping to purchase a drink (to which the stall was instantly flooded by customers when he left). He kept thinking about his work until a woman spoke.

“Lee?”

Zuko turned around and to his he saw.. you?! It had been what, 12 years since your last conversation? It was like an angel was in-front of him. You had only seemed to get more beautiful with age, and seeing you in the traditional fire nation clothing made him feel things he forgot he could.

“Sorry— I mean zuko, sorry I mean hello fire lord zuko” you stumbled over your words and bowed.

Zuko shook his hands and softly grabbed your arms to bring you up. “Please don’t bow.”

“Your royalty are you not? I believe that’s basic respect” You chuckled. Wow. Wow was all you thought, when you were a teenager you thought zuko was hot but now? You had to look away to keep yourself from gawking.

“You look great” Zuko eventually said. His guards gave you intimidating looks, like a warning to watch yourself.

You nodded. “Thanks.. you look amazing, being Fire lord suits you, truly”

“That means a lot from you” he honestly spoke.

You don’t remember zuko being so— so forward and happy. This new persona also suited him, it made you smile to see him so well. Though he did appear stressed.

“What brings you to the festival?” He inquired.

“I was a vendor, selling jewelry that I made yesterday, I decided to have today off. It doesn’t make a lot but I’m happy” you shrugged.

Zuko awkwardly nodded and shifted in his spot. He then extended his arm to you. “Would you care to join me? I’d appreciate your company for the rest of the night— if you don’t mind that is”

You pondered for a moment. Being with your old friend seemed like a great time, but then you had to remember he out ranked you ten fold. It could be seen as inappropriate to be seen with him. But then you reasoned, he was still zuko, he was that boy who made you laugh during the war, not some scary self centered god. So you accepted. “I’d love too” 

——

You both walked around the festival for hours. There were plays, street performances , even a couple in an alleyway doing acts that made you walk by incredibly fast. And in every moment you were laughing, laughing with zuko. He managed to keep the mood light and he seemingly developed comedic timing.

When your feet began to hurt, zuko invited you to his personal carriage. Inside you went for a small ride, Zuko sat on the opposite side of you, while he looked out the window you took the chance to admire the man he’s become. Out of no where Zuko opened a container of sake and poured you a glass.

You accepted “aren’t I supposed to pour the drink? You pouring it makes it holy right?” You teased.

“Yes so you better drink it all, or else you’ll anger the gods” he joked back.

“Of course my lord” you smiled and drank the liquor fast. It was strong and you had a crappy tolerance.

Zuko cringed. “Please, I beg of you not to call me that”

“What? My lord?” You pressed.

“Yes” he sighed. “It sounds horrible coming from your lips.”

“And what would sound better? Fire lord?” You asked, zuko filled your glass again and he grimaced at your answer.

“Absolutely not”

“Your highness then?”

“No”

“Hmm, ah! My Great leader”

“Even you don’t like that one”

You laughed and leaned back against the plush bench. The effects of the sake were burning your cheeks, and you traced the rim of the glass cup. “Perhaps zuko then”

“That sounds better” he confirmed and raised his glass in celebration. You lightly clinked yours against his and you both drank.

After a while you finally asked a question that was weighing on your mind. “How’s your wife?”

Zuko blinked and looked away from you. “I don’t have a wife”

“Really?” You spoke confused and he simply nodded.

“No wife, I don’t visit the concubines, and no girlfriend. I’m ashamed to say I’m lonely” he admitted.

You slowly nodded and took another sip of the liquor. You tapped your cup momentarily unsure what to say in the awkward silence.

“And you?” Zuko asked looking to you again. “Husband?”

“Ha, no my last relationship ended months ago. I haven’t even thought about starting another one in a while, well not since… never mind” you shook your head, it would be rude for you to say.

“No please, continue. Don’t hold your words because you’re in my presence” Zuko urged and was interested in what you wanted to say.

You finished off your drink in a single gulp, you needed the courage. Setting the cup beside you, you felt your body become hotter. “Not since I ran into you today. But I’m sure it would be inadmissible, you’re royalty and I’m a commoner whose only action in politics was punching a fire nation guard.”

You laughed, but zuko didn’t. He straightened in his seat and leaned to you. His face was serious but his eyes were desperate. “Do you mean that?”

“Mean what? That I punched a guard? Well yeah bu—“

“No. Did you mean you’d like to be with me?” Zuko asked longingly and took your hand into his.

Your voice caught in your throat and you didn’t know what to say, well except “yes.”

He stood and swiftly moved to your side of the carriage. He didn’t let go of your hand, instead be brought it to his lips and kissed it slowly, intentionally while looking at you.

“This is wrong. Won’t your council disapprove, I’m not royal or—“

“I will handle my council. I can give you everything you want, could need. If you let me I can love you fully. But you need to understand I have my own selfish reason for being with you” he spoke seriously.

You looked around worried but met his gaze once more. “What?”

“I need an heir. I’m getting older and it’s time I had a child. If we were to be together , our relationship would be one where you’re my concubine— until you have my child then I could marry you. But I won’t force you to do this, if you don’t want this life I will let you go” he humbly spoke but by the gods did he hope you’d accept.

Your hand found zukos face and gently rubbed his cheek, caressing his scar with a tenderness he wasn’t use to. Your hand traveled to his neck and you leaned in kissing him. The first kisses were quick, until he grabbed your waist and slowed the moment down. His lips were soft and he matched your pressure. His hands held the small of your back while he shifted on the small seat, letting you to sit on his thigh.

Every kiss was intentional, it was slow and hot. You could feel him smile when you both broke for a second only to meet again.

His hands caressed your torso, shyly stopping before he touched your breast. Zuko didn’t want to push his luck just yet. Your hands traced his biceps until they met wrapped around his shoulders. You both parted for a moment, hot breath filling the air.

“You’re so beautiful” he finally whispered, it almost came out as a whimper.

“Mmhmm” you could only respond before pulling him back. Kissing him with an open mouth Zuko let his tongue meet yours. You felt between your thighs grow wetter, a familiar ache matched the one you could feel against your thigh.

Your hands played with his long hair, your mouth was full of his tongue, and yet he didn’t try to dominate you. You moaned quietly and zuko couldn’t help but pull you closer. He was desperate to hear you make that sound again.

In the moment your robe fell off your shoulder, exposing your shoulders and neck to the hungry man. You parted again and watched through heavy eyes as zuko kissed down your neck. Taking this opportunity you grinded your hips against his thigh, there wasn’t much friction from his silk but it was better than nothing. But before you could quicken your pace, Zuko grounded your hips, forcing you to keep in rhythm with the slow speed he had set.

Zuko was busy sucking on your skin. He couldn’t get enough of your perfume, the way you felt against his lips was addicting. He left a trail of soft marks from your neck to the collarbones, your shoulders and the top of your breast, which were peaking from your top.

“Zuko” you whimpered, you needed him. The slow pace he kept you at wasn’t enough.

“Say it again” he muttered against your body, finally sucking on a part of your neck.

“Zuko~” gasping, you took a fist full of his hair and leaned back allowing him to have better access to your neck. His hands moved under your long skirt and were gripping your inner thighs.

Just as his thumbs approached where you wanted the door to the carriage opened. “Fire lord zuko how wo— My deepest apologies my lord!” A guard looked down and bowed, his face red at seeing the scene before him.

You pulled back and tried to fix your hair and clothes, zukos face was just as embarrassed as yours. He cleared his throat. “It’s fine..” fixing his clothes too he stepped out the carriage and extended his hand to yours. “Please, come with me”

- Nightly Talks

- Firelord Zuko x Fem! Concubine reader

- crappy smut unfortunately,

- an : firelord zuko is so incredibly fine it’s bringing back my childhood crush 😻😻

Zukos days were filled with an endless stream of work; Liberating areas that his father controlled and put under an oppressive rule. Years had passed and get he’s Still cleaning up after Ozais crap. Eventually night came and his advisors urged him to leave the deeds and bills for the morning, they’d still be there after a good nights rest.

Zuko rubbed his neck and walked towards his private pavilion in the inner palace. He was exhausted mentally, stopping at a fountain he looked at his reflection and then sighed. He promised a particular girl he’d visit her tonight.

In the ‘garden’ also known as the area where the concubines were held, only one of the pavilions was in use. The Peony pavilion, Occupied by you of course. You were sat on a plush couch, the silk robes you wore were light and easily removable. They were supposed to be easy access, but it had been months since you and Zuko were last intimate. An heir wasn’t on the top of his mind and in his absence you were able to use your influence to help better zukos image within the fire nation.

The firelord agreed to visit you tonight, for dinner and that’s all. You met Zuko in Ba Sing Se, back when his name was Lee, and you both seeked refuge from the fire nation. Back then you were a loud activist who opposed Ozai and Zuko was… well Zuko. The way you ended up as the concubine to the fire-lord, you’d never fully understand.

Just as you were about to call for your lady in waiting to undress you, the large doors to your chambers opened. Zuko stepped in, shyly albeit. “Sorry to keep you waiting”

“It’s ok” you sat up instantly. You quickly fixed your robes while Zuko sat across from you. His shoulders were heavy and his eyes crowded by stress. “Would you like some tea my lord?” You asked.

He nodded but held his hand up “I’ve told you, you don’t need to call me ‘my lord’. I believe we’re past formalities”

“Maybe, but it’s respectful” you commented while pouring the drink.

“Maybe; but it makes you feel like a servant and not my friend” he placed his hand over yours and looked at you with a softness only reserved for you.

You passed the cup to Zuko and smiled foolishly. “You have quite a way with words my lord, seems almost like you’re flirting” you teased, but your words lacked any real venom.

“Who’s to say I’m not” he quickly added. He laughed briefly while he drank his tea.

It was far too late for dinner so you both instead opted to sit by the window and talk. There was a large velvet couch that was built into the wall, that and paired with the curtains it was the perfect romantic atmosphere.

Maybe too perfect, the moonlight casted a beautiful shadow on your face, the silky robes slid off your shoulder and the pins in your hair started to let some loose pieces out.

Zuko reached out First, his hand cupped your face and he smoothly came closer. He started by taking out your hair pins, the golden pieces which were priceless to the nation were tossed aside. “You’re… so beautiful” he murmured as he looked at you through heavy eyes. He made quick work of his own hair piece, his dark hair created a private curtain for you both.

“My lord—“

“Zuko” he corrected. His tone left no room for discussion.

“My.. Zuko” you finally caved. “Are you sure you wish to proceed?” You were worried for him, he never rested and was always stubborn, he refused to ever accept he was burnt out. That could put intense pressure on anyone’s shoulders, and yet—

“Positive” he whispered and kissed you. He tried to be gentle but his desires were too much.

The kiss became uncoordinated, he was desperate and weeks of pent up stress was flowing over. Zuko grabbed your hips and pulled you against him, his tongue pushed past your lips and made claim to the inside of your mouth. One hand trailed down your body, squeezing at your thighs and pulling at the silk.

You moaned and the firelord whined in response. He broke the kiss only to tug and throw the embroidered robes you wore aside. Zuko leaned to your neck, planting tender kisses along the soft skin, his grip on your body becoming more possessive the louder you moaned. His lips trailed down your navel and met with your breast.

“Zuko don’t be a tease” you gasped as he massaged the tender flesh. Your tits were perfect, round and soft. Your back was against the wall as Zuko sucked on your nipple. The mix of your perfume and both of your arousal was driving him mad.

Slowly his hand traveled between your legs and traced deliberate lines between your lips. “You’re ok with this, yes?” He made sure, kissing the sides of your breast.

“Yes” you spoke breathless. Your eyes were heavy and you were desperate to be touched again. Zukos hands were naturally hot, which created an intense sensation the more he touched.

He wasn’t the type to deny a woman request, and he couldn’t possibly refuse the enticing looks you gave him.

———

Your legs were tired and your lower half was filled with Zukos seed. He had you in a mating press not even twenty minutes ago. Guess making an heir is on his mind. However after both of your eventual climax you laid in bed just admiring one another. Zuko was supposed to have returned to his chambers now, it’s not customary for the fire lord to stay overnight with a concubine but the man couldn’t possibly care.

It was quiet, sensual, possibly more intimate than your earlier actions. Zuko reached out and moved the hair from your face, his hand caressed your cheeks and eventually your lips. He pulled you close to him for a soft subtle kiss. He kept his face close to yours, his lips grazed across your jaw while he lazed in your arms. “I plan to keep my promise..”

“Hm?” You asked, petting his silky hair that you so very envious of.

“I told you all those years ago, that I’d make you the mother of the nation.. I intend to make that a reality” zuko looked up at you with loving eyes, it wasn’t the over worked firelord who was admiring but instead that same boy you met in that tea shop in Ba sing Se.

You just laughed “well then.. I’ll hold you to that”

But If you could write something more about Reyna and Greek Fem reader, like reader getting hurt or something like that

Again, only if you want

Sticks and stones

Parings : Reyna x fem! Greek! Reader

Synopsis : reader got caught in the cross fire between the children of Mars and ares, getting hurt, but thankfully Reyna is there to help

An : I’m sorry if this is bad or doesn’t make sense like dialogue wise I was kinda stumped on what to do.

It was close to winter break at camp, obviously with the dome around camp there wasn’t snow, but winter break nonetheless. This year Chiron had spoken to the leaders at New Rome and made arrangements for them to host a winter feast with the Greek demigods. To them it was a good chance to have the different children of the same gods interact, to build peace, but you knew it was more like a Nuisance that would lead to the infirmary being filled with injured campers.

You were one of the first people to go to new Rome, helping set up but in actuality you wanted to see a special someone. Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, the daughter of Bellona and the demigod you had been talking to for a few months now. You really liked Reyna but it seemed no matter how close you tried to get to her, she pushed back making y’all go in the opposite direction.

So at this winter feast you were determined. Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano was going to fall in love with you and you weren’t going to let her through your grasp.

“Reyna!” You shouted down the hall, you were in some roman building you forgot the name of, searching for Reyna’s office. Though you didn’t get a response you found the room you were looking for as it had two hounds sitting infront of it. Opening the door and going inside you saw Reyna busying herself with some kind of paperwork, probably for the feast. “Hey hey” you softly spoke.

She looked up and it happened so fast you thought you imagined it, her eyes went wide with excitement but instantly returned to her nonchalant mask. “Hello, I see you’re in the first wave of campers.”

“Yup! Here and ready to work” you nodded and walked to the desk. “So, what have you been up to?”

“Just some stuff. I’m going through the inventory so that we can provide the proper food for the amount of people” she commented.

“Maybe you should ask Chiron if he could bring the goblets from camp. Not sure how they work but they provide any individual whatever they want to drink, well except for alcohol.”

Reyna thought for a moment then nodded. “Actually, yeah that would work very well. Thank you” she earnestly spoke.

Your cheeks flushed slightly but you waved it off. “It’s not a Problem. Besides I want the evening to be enjoyable for you… actually I wanted to know if maybe we could go to the feast together?”

“Are we not already?” She asked confused.

“Well yeah but I mean, we like go together together, like we meet up before the feast and hangout then go to the dinner and sit by eachother and maybe even hangout afterwards..” you shyly spoke.

“I’d like that” Reyna instantly spoke, her face still unchanging from its casual appearance. It almost annoyed you.

“Well.. Great!” You spoke slightly confused. She was interested in going but didn’t show it visually? But she was still interested in going so.. yay?

“I will meet you at 4:00pm before the feast. I’ll plan out the afternoon for us so you can focus on setting up” she spoke before returning to her work.

You furrowed your eyebrows slightly confused but agreed, you were the one who asked her on the date and she’s the one planning it? Well if it works it works you supposed.

——

Reyna met you just as she said. You were slightly concerned for what she had planned but you were happily surprised. It started off as a simple walk around new Rome, you saw different stores, cafes, and intriguing hidden areas. She showed you a different side of Rome and it almost made it feel like you were both normal teenagers. But Everytime you tried to grab her hand or do something slightly romantic she seemed to unintentionally blow you off.

At first the dinner was fine, the food tasted great and seeing your siblings who you never knew existed was quite fun. Though the night had escalated when a Mars kid boasted to the ares kids, claiming that mars was the superior god.. as if him and ares aren’t the same?? Well they were never the smartest demigods you supposed. But when an ares kid threw the first punch the dinner changed into an all out fight. You ran over trying to help separate the fight only to get an elbow in the face.

After your injury a loud command filled the air. “Enough! This fighting is pointless good gods. Mars children, return to your respective barracks and you will be punished accordingly soon. I will leave the ares children to Chiron.” Reyna loudly spoke. She was irritated as the entire feast she had planned was just ruined for no good reason.

Reyna helped you stand up and walked you to the infirmary. She didn’t speak on the trip there nor did she speak when she sat you down on a bed. She was silent but Efficient while assessing your wounds. “It’s not broken” she muttered.

“That’s good” you winced slightly but smiled at her attention. “I’m sorry about the ares kids. Mathew has always been a hot head”

“It’s not their fault, if it weren’t for Damian’s boastfulness then dinner wouldn’t have happened the way it did” she sighed as she softly touched the blooming bruise on your nose. “Between you and me, the Damian isn’t as impressive as he claims anyways, last time he picked up a sword Dakota actually drank water.”

“Is that a joke?” You laughed, then regretted it because it made your nose hurt more.

“I’m offended you think I don’t have any humor, I thought we were friends” she rolled her eyes with a small smile. She momentarily left but returned with some ambrosia. “Here, eat some, your nose should be fine tomorrow”

“Great.” You said. Taking the sweet cube you ate it in a few bites before speaking again. The way she said friends worried you slightly. “Um Reyna, do you actually like me?”

“What do you mean?” She asked confused.

“Well it just seems like Everytime we would talk or write one another you just seemed distant. Like I would ask about hanging out and you would push back. And today was great don’t get me wrong but I want to know where we stand.” You were a little nervous putting your feelings out there so bluntly but she confused you at times.

“I thought I was being obvious with my feelings?” She furrowed her eyebrows.

“What, that we’re just friends?” You spoke unamused.

reyna shook her head. “No! I mean, I thought you knew I liked you back. That’s why I planned the date for us”

You blinked before laughing, regretting it again because of your nose. “Maybe I’m the one who’s dense” you sighed. “I like you to Reyna but when I tried to be forward you kind of rejected my advances.”

“I wanted to take it slow, I don’t want to scare you off” she sighed.

“Oh..” it finally made sense. “Well I apologize again” you smiled and watched as Reyna cleaned up the mess she made fixing your nose. “Since I misread so terribly, then maybe Tomorrow you’ll agree to go on a second date with me, but I’ll plan it this time”

She nodded and threw the final pieces of trash away before going to wash her hands. “I look forward to it then.”

Maybe reader going to new Rome to study or help or wathever but she hates It there until she meet's Reyna and falls hard

- bit of a fixer-upper -

Parings - Reyna x fem! Greek! Reader

Synopsis - after the war against the giants, camp halfblood has sent some campers to new Rome to help unify the camps.

An - bro I haven’t read the Hoo series in forever so if my writing is inaccurate I apologize 😭😭

You didnt hate the Roman’s. You didn’t dislike the Roman’s. You did dislike being chosen against your will to go to new Rome, stay in camp Jupiter, stay in some random barrack and sleep around kids you didn’t know, all because Chiron wanted to ease tensions.

So standing here, in this stone building, you began to miss the freedom of camp halfblood. Setting your bags down you grabbed a letter on your bed. It gave you a list of things to do and people to meet, but all you read was an entire afternoon filled with a bunch of nonsense.

First you met the Satyrs, learning that 1. They’re the complete opposite of the friends you had back at camp, and 2. Theyre actually called Fauns and HATED being called saytrs. You didn’t understand why, they’re the exact same creature but whatever. The closest you could get to understanding would be calling a child of Tethys or Hecate a demititan instead of a demigod.

Second you had to meet terminus a god who was also a giant stone head. It seemed like all he did was shout and yell. By the time you finished introductions your ears were ringing.

When you reached the third thing on your list to do you had already abandoned it. You were at this dumb camp to make peace so you’re gonna do just that. How you didn’t know, but you’d figure it out.

Wandering around the streets of new Rome you entered a Colosseum. There was a series of people training, and in your distraction you felt a hard thwack to your head, and instantly fell to the ground.

When you woke up you were in a bright white room. Once your eyes adjusted you realized you were in an infirmary. A shuffling sound at your side caught your attention, making you look to your left.

The air caught in your throat as you saw the girl sitting by your bed, who was starting to stand from her chair. She was beautiful, but it was more than that. Her dark brown hair, which you knew it was brown because when the sun peaked through the window it casted a soft orangish red halo around her, was tied in a braid. Her cheek bones complimented her equally as regal face and her presence was very demanding. For a second you thought it was a goddess before you.

“I came to apologize” she spoke.

“It was probably my fault anyways” you softly spoke. Then confused you furrowed your eyebrows. “Wait what?”

The girl let out a soft sigh. “I’m Reyna Ramírez-Arellano, Praetor of the Twelfth Legion Fulminata at Camp Jupiter” she proudly spoke. “And when you entered the Colosseum today you walked into my path and I accidentally hit you in the head with the brunt of my sword. You don’t have a concussion but id still take it easy.”

You tilted your head and a small smile spread against your face. Bringing your knees to your chest and resting your chin in the palm of your hand, a thought came across your mind. “So you’re the reason I’m in here?”

“Yes. That’s why I’m apologizing” she honestly spoke.

“So I guess you owe me”

“Owe you?” Reyna questioned. She sounded almost offended.

“Well yeah” you shrugged and turned to sit on the edge of the bed. “I mean at camp half blood if you injured someone you owe them a favor.. is that not something you do here?” You lied through your teeth. Maybe being at new Rome wasn’t such a bad thing.

“Um no..” she placed her hands on her hips. “But I suppose I’ll grant you a favor for this one time.”

Mentally you cheered. Thank god this girl was a woman of honor, if you pulled this stunt on anyone at camp they’d probably knock you out again. “Great!” You smiled. “So lunch, tomorrow?”

“You want a lunch.” She plainly spoke

“Well yeah. Unless I mean, that’s too much to ask” you spoke, silently thanking the Aphrodite girls and their charm advice.

Reyna grabbed her sword from the wall and her silver and gold hounds rose from where they were sleeping. “I’ll meet you for lunch tomorrow at noon. I’ll send frank to get you”

When you set your mind to something, you were positive you were going to get it. Just like how in the span of a month you managed to convince the Reyna Ramírez-Arellano, who everyone saw as stoic and intimidating, to have a sleepover of sorts. Of course there were no private rooms, but there were hotels in new Rome, so you rented out a room for a night and prepared for a girls night.

You curled the Praetors hair and lightly did her eyeshadow. You tried to gossip but Reyna wasn’t one for talking about others.

By the time you finished with her curls, the food service you both ordered arrived. You were gone for only a few moments but when you returned you saw Reyna standing silently in the bathroom, touching her hair.

“Everything ok?” You asked while taking a bite of pizza.

She didn’t move. “Yeah..”

“Positive? Because you look like you’re possessed” you lightly chuckled and walked to her side before taking a seat in the bathroom counter.

Reyna softly smiled and shifted her hair around. “It just reminds me of my sister.” She spoke fondly. “We lived together on Circes island together for a while and our hair was normally always curled or tied up in some nice updo.”

You smiled in response and watched as she began to part her hair tie it up. “You know Reyna.. has anyone ever told you how pretty you actually are”

She gave you a side glance confused. “What do you mean?”

“Well” you shrugged. “You’re pretty in the physical way, like you’re stunning. But you’re also pretty in other ways too. You’re so strong and a great leader. Some people think that you’re mean but I see a woman who’s worked hard for everything she’s ever gotten. Truly Reyna, you’re the definition of the word pretty— no beautiful”

You hadn’t noticed it at first but Reyna stopped moving. She looked at you and when you met eyes you noticed she was blushing. She looked almost surprised that anyone could ever talk about her in such a tender manner. Reyna had finished styling her hair, and the soft curls you made earlier framed around her face. Then you wondered how they would look around your face, and before you could stop yourself, you were already face to face with her. Close enough that you could feel her skin brushing against yours, but not enough that you were kissing.

Reyna’s voice hitched “[name]?” She asked.

“I can move if yo—“

“No.” She quickly spoke.

Taking the chance you leaned in and kissed her. It was short and immature, Reyna had never kissed anyone before so all of this was very much new to her. But it only made you smile, so again you kissed her.

A few giggles filled the room and eventually you moved away. Getting off the sinks counter you started to walk out the bathroom, grabbing the doors edge before you left. “You know” you started. “A kiss technically counts as an attack. So, technically I owe you a favor now”