Firelord Zuko x Blackfem!Reader
〰681 words, smut/explicit sexual content(18+), switchy dynamics, infidelity, dirty talk, making out, unprotected sex (wrap it), spanking, etc〰
I know he’s a switch. Sub leaning. I will expand on this later.
For my sweetie @h3avenlyglory <33
♡〰18+ 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓓𝓸 𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽〰♡
The silk of the Fire Lord’s bedsheets is a tangled, sweat-soaked ruin beneath you, matching the state of the man pinned under your weight. Zuko is a sight you never thought you’d see—the Crown, the gravity, the terrifying discipline of the Fire Nation’s ruler all stripped away, replaced by a raw, panting desperation. His face is flushed a splotchy red, his dark hair fan out across the pillows in a chaotic mess of silken threads. Every time you sink your hips down, taking the thick, iron-hard length of him back into your soaking heat, a jagged, broken sound ripples from his throat.
“I didn't think... my Fire Lord was so easily undone,” you whisper, your voice thick with the hazy overstimulation of the last few hours. You lean forward, your breasts heavy and wet against the burning heat of his bare chest, the friction of skin-on-skin making your head swim.
You’ve gone round for round with him, and ever since you put your mouth on him after the second time he came, he’s been losing his grip on reality. He’s sensitive, overstimulated to the point of pain, his breath coming in short, raspy hitches that vibrate against your skin.
“Be quiet,” he grunts, his voice a permanent, gravelly rasp that cuts through the quiet of the room. His hands are large and calloused, wrapping around your waist with a grip that’s almost too tight, hauling you flush against him so he can feel every inch of your rhythm. “You’re—mghn... you’re so insolent. Obey me.”
You let out a soft, condescending laugh, your fingers tracing the line of his jaw as you bounce harder, the wet, lewd shluck-shluck of your pussy taking him filling the air. “Does your wife know you like it like this, Zuko? The painful pleasure of it... being used until you can’t even breathe?”
The reaction is instantaneous. His amber eyes flash with a lethal, dark intensity, and before you can blink, he releases your waist only to land a chorus of sharp, stinging spanks across your bare ass. The sound echoes like cracks of thunder, the heat of it blooming across your skin and sending a jolt of electricity straight to your clit.
“Don’t you dare speak of her,” he snarls, his jaw tight, his voice dropping into a low-voiced filth. He hits you again, harder this time, his palm wide and rough. “Focus on me. Focus on... ah-hnn... what I’m doing to you.”
“You’re so cute when you’re angry,” you tease breathlessly, leaning down to brush your lips against the edge of his scar.
He lets out a needy, frustrated whine at your tone, his body twitching beneath yours. He’s enamored, completely obsessed with the girl from across the seas who came to learn his culture and ended up mastering the man behind the throne instead.
He hauls you up by the back of your neck, his hand rough and certain as he forces your mouth down to his. The kiss is desperate, a collision of tongues and teeth. You suck on his tongue, tasting the salt and the heat of him, while his other hand gropes your ass, his fingers digging into the soft flesh.
You feel hot, hazy, and completely sated, but Zuko’s stamina is insane—even through the overstimulation, he keeps driving his hips up to meet yours, his cock stretching you until you’re sure you’re going to shatter.
“Cum for me, Zuko,” you moan into his mouth, your voice breaking into a loud, performative cry. You look him dead in the eyes, your pupils blown wide, and start letting out louder, more broken sounds, your walls pulsing around him in a violent, rhythmic squeeze. “I want it... I want all of it. Fill me up. Give me every drop.”
“S-stop talking,” he groans, his eyes rolling back, his chest heaving as his internal dam finally breaks. He slams his hips up one last time, buried to the very hilt, and lets out a long, choked-off shout. “Mmmghnn-ahh!”
You feel the first hot, heavy rope of him hit the back of your womb, followed by another and another, the sheer volume of his release making your pussy spasm in a desperate, milking rhythm. He stays buried deep for a moment, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against your spine as his seed overflows, leaking out of you and pooling on the sheets.
You let out a breathless, triumphant laugh, but Zuko isn't finished. He hooks his arm around your waist and flips you over in one smooth motion. You hit the mattress with a soft thud, your legs falling wide as he pulls out just long enough to watch his cum drip from your entrance in a thick, white string. His amber eyes are dark with a lethal hunger as he slides right back in, stretching you open all over again.
“Again,” he rasps, his voice more of a huff than a word. “We’re... hnn... we’re not done. I want to try that thing you told me about.”
♡〰𝓟𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓢𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓒𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓫𝔂 𝓡𝓮𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓰〰♡
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