- 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.
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”
“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.
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.
“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”
