Warnings: smut, violence, mentions of knotting, heats, ruts, insecurities, some descriptions of reader’s body, mention of possible ED, omegaspace, domdrop, swearing, blood, depression, suicidal thoughts, possessiveness, obsessive thoughts, Alpha tendencies.
Masterlist | Jujutsu Incorporated | Chapter one
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…..You’d never imagine yourself pressed up against Sukuna Ôgami’s bedroom wall, his lips attacking yours in a fierce display of want and need. Desperate to have you in anyway he could possibly get you, his wolf clawing closer to the surface and he needed to get a handle on it.
Sukuna’s hand in your hair goes stiff for a moment, tugging harder causing a little gasp to slip from your swollen lips. He grins pulling your hair until your chin is jutted out, his lips inches away from yours. You can feel his hot breath hitting your face, it sets your nerves on end, your body becoming ridged.
“Such a pretty little omega.” He breathes finishing the sentence with a soft moan, “and all mine.” He can’t wipe the smile of his face when saying those words, because you were his. Yes he may have to share you with his brothers but he can live with that, these little moments when it’s just the two of you makes it all worth while.
Sukuna rubs his nose against yours softly in an eskimo kiss, it makes a smile of your own grow a giggle bubbling in your throat, a light feeling burning in your chest. Is this what happiness is? Maybe happiness is a truly fickle creature but here she is finally, and you say welcome. You won’t mention how late her arrival is. But you will say, you’re ecstatic about her finally showing up…….
Ok this kinda embarrassing and the first time I’ve requested anything but, yk how you mentioned public bedding in ur zuko x of pinned post. Do you think u could write something abt that? Obviously no pressure and if ur uncomfy just ignore me.
Oh, love, don't be shy! I promise, you're welcomed here and free to drop an ask or request anytime~
And, it's your lucky day, because the public bedding may or may not be canon in Limerence 👀 Hence, here are tiny snippets of my rough drafts if I were to write this. Because it's totally not canon Zuko and Yue get married or something and this happens- totally doesn't happen 🍵
AU: Limerence, Bedding Teasers
Pairing: Zuko x Fem. OC (Ying Yue Jiang)
Masterlist
Shy, straddling Zuko’s lap with an intense blush.
His fingers were gliding over my arms, feeling the fabric that decorated my skin. I was so nervous, trembling, unable to stop fiddling with the band of his pants as my hands rested over the space between us. Our noses were just touching as his warm breath fanned over my skin.
“Love, we don’t have to do this.” Zuko hummed, a charming smile of comfort.
I could feel his warmth through the sheer fabric, my head tilted upwards as I stared at Zuko’s lips.
Today was the most magical day in my life.
The vows, the dancing, dressing up as a princess of my dreams while my dads and everyone else cheered and celebrated. Everyone I cherished, I loved, family and friends were all there for me.
But most importantly, I can finally call Zuko, my husband.
Dreaming of this moment since the day I laid eyes on him, an instant connection I never thought one could experience. I bit my lip, a silence filling the room that for a moment, the fact that there was a crowd behind us was forgotten.
Purposely making my back face them, as I sat over Zuko’s legs, hugging his thighs. My touch was easing its way up to his chest, enjoying the feeling over his skin under me as I caressed the faint scars that littered.
I was tired, exhausted from all the emotions, but seeing Zuko like this. Shirtless, hair loose, my blush deepened.
There wasn’t a doubt in me that I was nervous, but another part was so curious. Memories of every time we had almost been caught while we were having fun; from the quickies in the study, the garden. The thrill, idea, of someone watching us.
“Just what are you thinking about,” Zuko purred, his finger tapping my lips, and I realized how heavy my breathing had begun.
Wetness beginning to grow and stain the front of my panties, embarrassed at how I had just been caught fantasizing. But the smirk on Zuko’s face grew before rolling his hips against mine.
My eyes widened, hitching a breath because he was hard.
The head of cock, rubbing against my core, causing the fabric of my panties to rub against me. I bit down a moan, my head tilting downwards as my eyes fluttered shut at the sudden bolt of pleasure.
“A-ah, Zuko-” I shyly stumbled and Zuko groaned, bucking his hips against me, causing me to tense as my mouth to part.
“I haven't even fucked you yet, and look at them.” Zuko chuckled into my ear as I arched my back against his chest. The arm that looped over my knee stopped me from pressing my legs together, twitching as his finger continued to tease.
I struggled to breathe, head tossed as my hips jerked, seeking his touch as he flirts with my cunt.
His cocky smirk pressed against my neck, loving how my eyes fluttered shut when he rolled my clit. It was a touch that left one to desire, his fingers on either side, sliding back and forth. The slickness that drips between my legs, a puddle of my cum pooling underneath.
"It's so sensitive-" I gasped.
But my movements, the whine that left my lips, it was such a contradiction. My hips are rolling, despite pleading, another knot building.
"Mmm, but look love. They want to see, see how you gush for me."
His words were a demand, and my body obeyed. Forcing my gaze to lift, meeting the eyes in front of us. It was too much, body flushing red, breathing hitched, "They're all staring at you, love."
Zuko's right. Shifting in their spots, faces twisted in a mixture of arousal and shame. Unable to look away, but they continued to stare, to gawk. Hypnotized by how I twitch and arch, humping Zuko’s hand out of desperation to feel more.
A few of them letting their palms rest in front of them with flushed cheeks, their knees buckling. They were- I gasped as Zuko let his fingers spread my folds, his middle finger happily rubbing that pleasurable button.
The robe that barely stayed on my shoulders finally began to tumble, bunching at my elbows as I tried to muffle my cries. It felt good, so overwhelming and Zuko groaned into my ear.
I was unintentionally rubbing against his bulge nestled perfectly behind my ass.
"Fuck, at this rate, they're not gonna make it for the best part," Zuko snickered as he stared at the audience that daringly got closer. Bucking into the fabric of their clothes, just how Zuko rutted me from behind. Groaning as I pushed myself further into his embrace, wanting to feel the heat from his body, how his cock twitched.
No longer bothering to hide their stares, they saw my toes curl, my hands falling over Zuko's thighs as my pitch grew. My nails dug into the fabric of his silk robes as I struggled to contain my moans. A wave of embarrassment at the eyes that watched, but it was intoxicating.
So dirty, yet I couldn’t stop making a mess-
"They're so fucking thirsty, love. They look like you, drooling. Wishing to know how you taste. Should I let them?"
I shook my head, gasping as his rubbing never stopped but rather got more intense. My hips were jerking into his hand, "N-no."
"Mmm, and why not, love?"
"Cause I only want you," I whined, and Zuko chuckled into my ear, placing possessive kisses over my neck. Humming in utter bliss, his kisses turning into bites. The sting after his teeth left marks over my skin, arching further as his touch began to speed up.
My arms reached before me, hands gripping whatever I could.
Skin dewy, sweat beading down my forehead as another moan left my lips. Zuko's hands along my hips were deathly tight, forcing my hips upwards while he grunted.
One sharp thrust, his balls slapping against my cunt, that sent a wave of pleasure up my spine. All I could do was gasp his name out because it felt so damn good.
With every roll, it felt like Zuko went deeper, my walls squeezing him painfully because every drag of his cock was causing me to shudder. A new orgasm was building before I could even process the last.
The sounds of our breathing grew, and the intensity only increased as my eyes darted upwards, another wave of guilty pleasure washing over me because everyone was watching so intensely.
The looks of pained struggle on the guards’ faces, giving up entirely of not trying to watch. Their mouths hanging, eyes glued at how I gasped and cried out. My hair was a chaotic mess as Zuko tugged, beckoning me closer, loving how my back arched into him.
“Fuck, you love this, don’t you, love?” Zuko hissed as he felt me clench around him.
I whined, wanting to hide my face in shame because it was so painfully true. Everyone heard my times with Zuko, my screams, my begs. But for them to see, witness first-hand what they were always curious about.
Tears bubbled because I could feel myself tensing around Zuko’s cock, my breath caught in my throat.
“Again?” Zuko teased before his hand began to snake down my hips over my stomach. My eyes widened, already knowing what his plan was, and I shook my head desperately.
“D-don’t, Zuko. I-I’ll-”
Skimming down my stomach, already finding what he was seeking. The pads of his fingers happily parting my folds to let his fingers rest on my clit. His thrusts were growing, using my body to pump himself, hitting that spongey part inside of me that had me seeing stars.
My vision was getting spotty, trying to speak words, but I was merely blubbering nonsense. Zuko was cooing into my ear, encouraging, excited to see me break- “Cum for me.”
I could feel myself gush around him like a dam breaking, his thrusts never stopping, his fingers continued to rub furiously. It was a loud scream as I could feel my juices drip down my legs, painting his with my cum, and Zuko could only groan from behind as I squeezed him.
“Fuck, baby-”
“I-I can’t stop.” I cried, my body convulsing, another wave hitting me, “Maybe this will be a nighty thing, fucking you in front of a crowd. Having you cockwarm while we’re in meetings.”
And my cheeks continued to burn because the thought didn’t seem frightening but a blessing at this point.
thoughts/headcanons on toji? or what he'd be like in limerence au? ooh i loev the idea of toji being a hybrid, a mean big bad scarred wolf
Okay but Limerence Toji, is very different. He’s a bodyguard for you, hired by Yuji after the Jade incident so you could be protected when they aren’t able to be with you. He has a wife who is also his mate and two children.
He was married before and had a child called Megumi before he turned into a werewolf, he killed both of them when he turned. It was a genuine accident but he has never forgiven himself. He kept his dead wife’s and dead child’s name as a reminder and a homage.
He has the utmost control and is the best person suited to protecting you. You both bond, he tells you about his ex family and you tell him about yours. You become like a little sister to him. He grows protective over you and is adamant that nothing will happen to you under his watchful eye.
You also bond with his wife and his children, becoming very close with the whole family. It leads them to taking care of you when….*gasp* I’ve said too much..😏
Hi my lovelies! Hope you’re all well! Just to quickly answer a couple of asks I’ve gotten instead of answering them all individually. Chapter 5 for Limerence is taking a little longer to finish, it’s the longest so far and got a lot of depth and editing to come, but yes I am trying to post weekly! Thankyou for everyone’s patience and support!💕
I didn’t hear Aang’s footsteps. The sound of my heartbeat racing as blood rushed to my head triumphing. It was like thunder roaring from the very depths of my soul, my mind feeling numb.
Aang’s pink lips moved soundlessly, unable to make out or understand his words. My vision...it’s blurry? As if I was trying to see him from underwater. Image distorted, bloated, as my shoulders dropped.
My cheeks felt wet, chest crushing and struggling to take a single breath. I was trembling like a leaf. The shadow I cast from under the candlelight seemed so tiny - like a child. I felt small and helpless and weak.
A sense of dread, defeat, overcoming me.
I feel useless.
From the first time I heard the news, it was like it never hit me. The weight of the doctors’ words, even the conversation with the others, didn’t feel real. It was like knowing the truth, and while no one denied it, it was like no one acknowledged it.
But I swallowed hard, trying to contain whatever piece of sanity I had left because I was lying to myself. We were in complete and utter denial, no matter how you look at it. But tonight- fuck.
Tonight.
It was like I was reliving the moment. The truth that I always knew suddenly became real. I could feel my stomach twist, bile rising—a reality check.
No one entirely took in what was happening until now. All this time, it was being brushed under the rug. Mentioned in passing, known to be serious, but it felt like a lie for some odd reason.
Team Avatar. Untouchable, unbeatable...but not this time.
“She’s going to die...and I can’t imagine a life without her.” I finally broke.
I can’t remember the last time I sobbed like this. The last time I felt so drained as I wailed like a newborn, hunched into my frame because it hurt. It felt like someone had my heart in their hand, clenching to the point that I couldn’t open my eyes because it was too painful.
Yue went on every day with her cheery smile as if everything was okay. She spoke about the future like it was just a skip away. But that wasn’t true. She was slowly but surely slipping from my grasp, trying to hold onto her with the tips of my fingers.
I was losing her, and I knew it- I saw it.
Her fevers, her dizzy spells, ‘I’m just a bit tired, Zuko. I need a bit more rest; I promise~!’ I clenched my jaw, wanting to stop this stupid crying- but I couldn’t. My hands were stumbling over my face, my hair falling forward as I silently cried.
“I’m so sorry, Zuko.” a voice softly spoke in front of me, Aang’s tone low and pained.
I felt like a fool.
The great Fire Lord, broken.
A pair of arms fell over my shoulder, pulling me close, feeling his soft robes brush my skin. Aang’s embrace was tender, and I let my body slip into his. I couldn’t do it anymore.
I bawled into his shoulder.
All my fears emerged and turned into an uncontrollable wildfire. Dirtying Aang’s mustard-coloured robes as my tears freely dripped down my face. My cheeks hurt, my throat burned, and my eyes felt puffy.
“I’m so scared, Aang,” I confessed, my voice wavering. All this money, this power and it meant nothing if she wasn’t by my side, “I want her, Aang.”
I was a mess; I felt like it too.
Losing someone wasn’t a one-time thing, no. I saw the pained look on Axe’s face. And it was evident that the pain of losing the one you love was an experience that you go through every day.
The thought of waking up and not seeing Yue’s drooling figure. To have my tea without the smell of one of her cookies. Not being able to see her taking a stroll in the gardens during my breaks. To eat lunch and dinner alone. To go to sleep in an empty bed only to do that every day for the rest of my life.
Losing someone wasn’t a one-time deal. You lose them again...and again...and again.
“I can’t lose her, Aang.” I struggled, “I-If I lose her, it means losing the family we never got to have. It means losing a part of me.”
“W-we’re going to figure something out, Zuko.”
I hope so because I can’t lose Ying Yue. She’s home...she’s my home.
