─۶ৎ─Making Another Baby─۶ৎ─
☆Fire Lord Zuko x Wife/Reader. ☆Cw:NSFW MDNI , Groping, Tit fucking, Mutual masterbation, body praise, unprotected sex. Oral fem recieving. Smut with a Plot!!!
A soft fuss escaped the crib inside the nursery. You sighed from where you stood beside the nursery door. "She's not going down tonight."
Your ten-month-old daughter sat in her crib, clutching the bars and staring at you with suspiciously alert eyes for someone who had been rubbing sleep from them half an hour ago. Across the room, Zuko looked up from the rocking chair.
"Want me to try?" He asked placing down a paper he was reading on the table next to him.
You laughed. "You can try."
The confidence in your voice made him narrow his eyes. Zuko stood and scooped her up before she could start fussing again but instead, she grabbed a fistful of his hair.
You winced but by now he was used to it.
"See?" he said calmly. "We're getting along fine."
The baby tugged harder and his face twitched. You bit your lip to stop yourself from laughing. He settled back into the rocking chair, adjusting her against his chest.
For a few minutes, neither of you spoke, hoping the silence would get her down. Your daughter's tiny fingers slowly loosened from Zuko's hair as she relaxed in her father's arms.
Your jaw nearly dropped. "Oh, come on."
Zuko looked up at the outrageous look on your face and a smug smile tugged at his lips. "You're glaring at me."
"Because she never does that with me. You look very pleased with yourself." You huff, crossing your arms.
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
Liar. You watched him continue rocking her, his hand rested securely against her back. Ever so often he'd press a kiss to the top of her head.
Zuko had always been a good father, very patient and gentle. He could spend an entire day handling ministers and military reports only to drop everything the second your daughter reached for him.
You watched her little body grow heavier with sleep and Zuko smiled down at her, brushing a strand of hair from her forehead.
A thought slipped into your head. I want another one.
You tried to blink the thought away. You blinked. For months, every time Zuko jokingly brought it up, you'd immediately shut him down.
One baby was enough and exhausting. One baby already had you surviving on very little sleep.
But seeing him like this, seeing how much love he had to give, the thought didn't seem ridiculous anymore.
You found yourself imagining a tiny newborn in his arms and Zuko trying and failing not to spoil both children rotten. The thought made warmth bloom through your chest.
Despite all the excuses you tried to come up with to delay having another child, the truth was more complicated. Your gaze drifted downward to your body and the changes pregnancy had left behind.
You knew Zuko didn't care. He'd never once made you feel anything less than beautiful but sometimes, late at night, when you catch your reflection, you miss who you used to be.
And the idea of going through it all again terrified you. You loved your daughter more than life itself and you'd do it all over again for her in a heartbeat, but that didn't mean it hadn't been hard.
"What's wrong?" Zuko's voice pulled you from your thoughts. He was looking at you, concern replacing the sleepy smile he'd been wearing moments ago.
"Nothing," you shook your head.
You sighed seeing the disbelief on his face.
"I was just thinking.” He hummed in response, before a few moments later, your daughter finally drifted completely asleep. Zuko carefully lowered her into the crib.
The two of you stood there for a second, admiring her, then quietly slipped out of the nursery.
You closed the door softly behind you but before you could take another step, Zuko reached for your hand, his thumb brushing across your knuckles.
"You seem distracted," he says softly.
"I'm tired,"you shrugged but he didn't look convinced.
The moment you reached your chambers, he turned toward you. "What is it?"
You sighed. "You ever worry things won't go back?"
Zuko frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"
You hesitated, suddenly embarrassed, but his expression remained patient.
You looked down at your hands before continuing. "My body. I know it sounds silly."
"It doesn't," he reaches out to hold your hand.
"I just..." you swallowed. "Sometimes I don't recognize myself anymore."
"I love being her mother," you whispered. "But sometimes I miss feeling..." You searched for the word. "Pretty."
The silence that followed was thoughtful. Zuko reached for your face gently.
"Do you know what I see when I look at you?"
You rolled your eyes slightly. "Zuko—"
"I'm serious." He rested his forehead against yours. "I see the woman I fell in love with. I see the woman who carried our daughter."
His thumb brushed your cheek. "I see someone stronger than anyone I know."
He presses a soft kiss against your forehead. "I see my beautiful wife."
Tears threatened to fall from your eyes. You hated how emotional that made you.
"Of course I do,” he said almost offensively. He leaned in and kissed you slowly and patiently.
"You are an amazing mother," he said when he finally pulled away. "And you're beautiful, and I want you to have my baby,” he mumbles into your neck as he kisses you there.
The needy look in his eye was enough to convince you, and once he saw your smile, he quickly untied your nightly robes, dropping them to the floor. His lips crashed into yours again in a heated kiss as he walked you over to the bed. You sit on the edge and he gets his clothes off in front of you. Your eyes wandered down to his happy trail and his already hard dick.
His hands came up to grope each of your tities, massaging them a bit because he liked to see milk leak out from your nipples. He drops to his knees and latches on to one of your nipples while pinching the other.
You hum and lean into him, hands running over the band holding his bun together. You tugged it out, letting his hair fall to get a hold of him to your breast. He moaned as he got a taste of your breastmilk, licking and leaving hickeys on your chest with soft bites.
Eventually, he stood up again, holding your breasts together and bringing his dick through them. He started to fuck your tities and one of your hands rested on his hip, and the other moved between your legs, rubbing your clit and stimulating yourself, you moan and lean your body forward into him.
He got a better angle on your boobs this way, fucking up your tits till he felt you lick it after one of his thrusts. He whimpered softly as you spit on it, still lingering yourself, biting your lip in an attempt to keep quiet.
He groaned softly and his cum sprayed over your chest and he aimed some in your mouth. You swallowed what you caught and he dropped to his knees again, rubbing the cum into your skin.
“See how I just came for you baby?” he asked resting his head against your stomach as you ran your hands through his hair. He looked up at you for a moment before bringing your leg over his shoulder and positioning his tongue at your entrance.
You shudder at the first lick, throwing your head back into the nearest pillow. He moved your hips closer and stuck his tongue in your pussy, moving it in and out while rubbing your clit. You moan, gripping the sheets and grinding your hips against his face.
You felt the knot in you tighten as he continued, only momentarily pulling out to suck your clit before his tongue went back in. The grip you had on his hair tightened as he pulled his tongue out yet again to place in his fingers.
He lifted his head up to take a proper look at you sprawled out on the bed smiling to himself.
“Feel good?” He asked, watching you nod speechless. He pulls his finger out before you could cum, you whine at the loss of contact.
“Hmm don't worry,” he reassures you as he lines himself up with your entrance, teasing you with the tip. Your legs wrapped around his waist, bringing him closer as he finally pushed in, filling you up.
You missed feeling him inside of you, filling you up, seeing his bulge poke your stomach, you missed it all. He fucked you like he missed you because he really did, he missed the smell of your sex, the taste of you on his tongue and the beautiful sounds he made.
The two of you moved in sync, he left sloppy wet kisses down your neck and his hands wrapped around your hips to guide you into him more smoothly.
“M gonna fill you up okay?” He whispers raggedly in your ear. “Every night till you're pregnant again”
You arch your back off the bed in a shuttering moan as you reach your climax.
Zuko gasps, his entire body tensing as waves of ecstasy crash over him simultaneously. He clutches you tightly, burying his face in your neck with a muffled groan.
You felt the hot cum leak out from you as he continued his pace, helping you ride out the high. “I love you,” you mutter.
He kisses your forehead and whispers softly, “I love you beautiful, my gorgeous wife.
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