Begging Firelord!zuko to fuck you in a headlock!
cw : fem!reader ◞ rough sex◞ choking ◞ creampie, headlock play ◞ begging ◞ dirty talk ◞ oral sex◞ vaginal penetration ◞ p without plot ◞
"Zuko, please," you plead, your voice breathless and needy as you kneel before him on the plush rugs of his private chambers, the flickering torchlight casting shadows over his regal form.
Your hands clutch at the edges of his deep red robes, fingers trembling with anticipation. "I need it—put me in a headlock. Choke me while you fuck me senseless. Make me yours completely."
Zuko's amber eyes darken with raw desire, his scarred face tightening as he looms over you, His long black hair sways slightly as he reaches down, gripping your chin firmly to tilt your head back, forcing you to meet his intense gaze.
"You beg so prettily," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down your spine. "But you know what happens when you ask for my control. I'll squeeze that pretty neck until you're gasping for air, until your pussy clenches around my cock from the lack of it."
Your core throbs at his words, arousal flooding you as you nod eagerly, lips parting in a whimper. "Yes—do it. I want to feel your arm locked around my throat, your strength pinning me down. Fuck me hard while I struggle for breath."
He doesn't make you wait; with a growl, Zuko hauls you up by your arms, spinning you around to face the nearby bed draped in crimson silks. His body presses flush against your back, the hard length of his erection grinding into your ass through the thin fabric of your undergarments.
Rough hands yank your clothes away, tearing the delicate material with impatient tugs until you're bare and exposed, skin prickling in the warm air.
Zuko sheds his own robes swiftly, the layered fabrics pooling at his feet, revealing his toned, scarred torso—muscles honed from battles and rule, cock standing thick and veined, already leaking pre-cum at the tip.
He shoves you forward onto the bed, your hands bracing against the mattress as he climbs behind you, one knee nudging your thighs apart.
"On your back," he commands, voice edged with authority, and you scramble to obey, flipping over to lie supine, legs splaying wide in invitation. Your pussy glistens with wetness, folds swollen and aching for him.
Zuko positions himself between your legs, his weight settling over you like a predator claiming prey. But instead of thrusting in immediately, he leans down, capturing your mouth in a bruising kiss—tongue invading, teeth nipping your lower lip until you taste the faint metallic tang of blood.
You arch into him, hands roaming his broad shoulders, nails digging into the firm muscle. "Zuko... the headlock. Please, I need it now," you gasp against his lips, hips bucking up to rub your slick entrance along his shaft. He chuckles darkly, the sound vibrating through his chest as he pulls back, saliva stringing between your mouths.
"Greedy little thing," he says, shifting to straddle your waist briefly, his cock slapping heavily against your belly. Then, with deliberate slowness, he maneuvers his arm—strong and corded from years of wielding fire—around your neck from the side, hooking it into a loose headlock that presses his bicep against your throat.
The position forces your head to turn slightly toward him, cheek smooshed against his forearm, his scar visible up close as he tightens just enough to make your pulse thunder under his skin.
"Like this?" he taunts, squeezing experimentally, cutting off your air for a heartbeat before easing up. You nod frantically, eyes watering with the thrill, pussy clenching emptily. "Beg louder. Tell me how bad you want my cock splitting you open while I choke the breath from you."
"Please, Zuko—fuck me!" you cry out, voice hoarse already, hands grabbing at his thighs to pull him down. "Lock your arm tight around my neck, make me see stars. Pound into my pussy until I can't breathe, until I cum from the pressure alone."
Your words fuel him; with a feral snarl, he aligns his hips, the blunt head of his cock nudging your entrance before slamming home in one brutal thrust. The stretch burns deliciously, your walls fluttering around his girth as he bottoms out, balls slapping against your ass.
The headlock tightens in rhythm with his first deep plunge, his bicep flexing to restrict your airway just as he pulls back and drives in again.
You gasp raggedly, the lack of oxygen heightening every sensation—the drag of his thick shaft along your inner walls, the way his pubic bone grinds against your clit with each forceful snap of his hips.
"That's it," he grunts, breath hot on your ear, his free hand pinning your hip down to control the angle. "Take it all. Feel how deep I am while you fight for air."
Stars burst behind your eyelids as he squeezes harder on the next thrust, your throat working futilely against the unyielding muscle of his arm. Your body responds instinctively, legs wrapping around his waist to urge him deeper, heels digging into his lower back.
The restricted breaths make your head spin, pleasure coiling sharper in your core, every vein on his cock pulsing against your sensitive spots as he fucks you relentlessly—out to the tip, then burying himself to the hilt over and over.
"Zuko—harder! Choke me more," you manage to rasp during a brief release of pressure, your voice breaking into a moan as he obliges, locking his arm vise-like.
Vision blurring at the edges, you claw at his forearm—not to escape, but to feel the power there, the dominance that has you soaking his cock even more.
He releases just in time for you to suck in a desperate gulp of air, only to clamp down again as he angles his hips to hit that spongy spot inside you, the one that makes your toes curl.
Sweat slicks your bodies, the room echoing with the wet sounds of skin meeting skin, your choked whimpers, and his guttural praises.
"Look at you—pussy gripping me like a vice when I squeeze. You love being at my mercy, don't you? Begging for my arm around your neck while I ruin this tight hole."
His pace quickens, thrusts turning punishing, the headlock shifting slightly to let you turn your face into his bicep, lips brushing the salty skin as you gasp for more.
The build-up is intoxicating, oxygen deprivation amplifying the fire in your veins until you're teetering on the edge. "I'm—gonna cum," you choke out, tears streaming from the intensity, body trembling beneath him.
Zuko loosens his hold fractionally, allowing you a ragged breath before tightening again, his cock swelling inside you as he chases his own release.
"Cum for me—milk my cock while I choke you," he demands, voice strained, hips pistoning faster. The command shatters you; your orgasm crashes through, pussy convulsing wildly around him, walls rippling in waves that pull him deeper.
You scream hoarsely, the sound muffled against his arm, nails raking down his back as ecstasy rips you apart, juices squirting around his base to drench his thighs.
He doesn't stop, fucking you through the spasms, his headlock unrelenting as he grinds deep one final time. With a roar, Zuko buries himself fully, arm flexing to cut your air as hot spurts of cum flood your pussy, painting your insides white.
The sensation of his release, combined with the pressure on your throat, prolongs your high, drawing out aftershocks until you're limp and quivering.
Finally, he eases the hold, both arms now cradling you gently as he collapses half atop you, cock still twitching inside your filled core.
You cough lightly, drawing in deep breaths, but a satisfied smile curves your lips as you nuzzle his neck. "Again," you whisper, voice raw. "Put me in that headlock and fuck me until I pass out."
Zuko's eyes gleam with renewed hunger, his hand stroking your hair as he rolls you both, positioning you on top but keeping one arm ready. "Insatiable," he murmurs, but there's pride in his tone.
He guides your hips to sink back onto his semi-hard length, already stirring back to life. As you start to ride him slowly, he snakes his arm around your neck from behind, pulling you down against his chest in a loose lock. "Ride me while I control your breath. Beg for it tighter."
You do, grinding down with a moan, the fullness reigniting the ache. "Tighter—choke me as I bounce on your cock. Make me earn every thrust."
He complies, bicep pressing into your throat as you lift and drop, the restricted air making each descent feel electric, your clit rubbing against him perfectly. His free hand roams, pinching your nipples, slapping your ass to spur you faster.
The second round builds slower but deeper, your pleas turning to broken sobs of pleasure. "Yes—lock it in, Zuko. I want bruises from your arm tomorrow."
He squeezes in time with your rhythm, releasing just enough to keep you conscious, his cock hardening fully inside your cum-slicked pussy.
You clench around him deliberately, drawing groans from his lips, the power dynamic flipping slightly as you use the headlock to heighten your control over the pace.
But Zuko reclaims dominance swiftly, flipping you onto your side mid-ride, spooning behind you with his arm locked firm around your neck.
His hips snap forward, fucking up into you from this new angle, the headlock pulling your head back against his shoulder so he can bite your earlobe. "This what you begged for? My arm owning your throat while my cock owns your cunt?" Each word punctuates a thrust, deep and claiming, his balls slapping your clit.
"Fuck—yes! Don't let go," you gasp, hand reaching back to grip his thigh, urging him on.
The pressure builds again, faster now, your body hypersensitive from the first orgasm. He fingers your clit in circles, the dual stimulation overwhelming as he chokes you harder, your vision spotting with bliss.
You cum explosively, pussy gushing around him, the headlock making the release feel endless, like drowning in pleasure. Zuko follows with a muffled curse against your hair, pumping another load deep inside, the warmth spreading as he holds you tight through it all.
Exhausted but sated, you both lie tangled, his arm now a loose drape over your neck, a reminder of the intensity. "Perfect," you sigh, turning to kiss his scarred cheek. He hums in agreement, cock softening but still nestled within you, promising more if you beg again.
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