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)
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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.
So, this is a mixture of drabble part one I written because I realize I could use some of it in the full-out bonus chapter. After all, it's fucking happening; the bed ceremony is Limerence Canon. And I apologize for the rant. If only you saw my notes 🤓
I had the drabble starting with one of the guards asking for Yue because Zuko and the council wish to speak. The guard is red in the face, super awkward, and Yue knows.
She asks right away, what's going on, and the guard is very curt 'nothing much, just a bit of wedding planning issues.'
Yue is panicking. Ever since they announced their plans to start planning the wedding, it's been drama. Every person against her began to make their presence known; 'we don't want such a mut like her being Queen,' 'a concubine turning into a Queen?'
She's nervous, anxious, biting on her lip as she goes over to Zuko's office, and she can see there are a bit more guards than usual, all of them inexplicably red in the face and not looking at Yue in the eye.
While the guards have been acting quite odd, Yue can't pinpoint what emotion it was. So quick to write it off as anger or annoyance, but now she doubts herself.
And as soon as she opens her mouth to comment, the guard opens Zuko's office door, and before her, the council squished inside.
Zuko's eyes lock with her, irritated beyond belief as he pinches his nose. Yue enters, quick to greet and bow, but the air is tense, and with a shaky breath, she looks at Zuko.
"What's going on?" She would ask, which was all that was needed for the council to erupt in another wave of shouts.
"It is Fire Nation Royalty Custom for the King and Queen to consummate their marriage in a public setting!"
"Nonsense, it's an outdated tradition!"
"A tradition that has never been broken! First a Waterbender, and now this?"
Yue is flustered because she knows what the word consummate means.
And the thought of Zuko pinning her underneath him, letting him have his way with her in front of a whole audience has her knees buckling and nibbling on her lip.
She would, without a doubt, pinch herself, embarrassed at being so turned on at the thought, especially because Zuko doesn't seem at all entertained with the idea (little does she know).
And poor Zuko would mistake her sharp reaction as her not wanting to participate, Zuko slamming his fist on the table, everyone's eyes on him, "I said no."
And that's when one council member snorts and crosses their arms, "Maybe if you found yourself a proper wife, you wouldn't be ashamed to participate in the ceremony. The rumours were true after all."
And that's when Yue would perk up.
Frowning as she would take a step forward, the protective grip Zuko had over Yue slipping away.
"What rumours?" Yue would ask, and the councilman would grin, "That Fire Lord Zuko is merely marrying you for political gain, and he intends to follow tradition and begin picking concubines that can truly satisfy his needs."
How Yue's fists would tremble with annoyance because she already knows that those stupid rumours only started because of royals who didn't like her.
They were testing her.
Assuming she would be too shy to participate in the public bedding ceremony, and if she doesn't participate, she will get overrun with rumours that Zuko doesn't love her.
It was a foolproof plan. Yue gets labelled as someone 'ruining Fire Nation traditions,' she does participate, then they assume they'd destroy a fragile soul with embarrassment.
And Zuko's eyes would widen because he would see that deep breath Yue takes, a fire in her eyes that he knew was dangerous.
Yue so utterly calm, her shoulders relaxed as she bore the councilmember such a sweet smile filled with poison.
"The tradition can end with us, an era of change." Yue would start, and the man would laugh, "Another Fire Nation custom ruined because of this woman-"
"Oh no, it appears you have made an error." Yue would start, and as much as Zuko wanted to step in, he didn't. Instead, he found himself smirking, eager to know what words would come from Yue's lips.
"We'll participate in this 'public bedding ceremony,' but it will be the last one to happen-" Yue would speak with a determined look on her face. Yue would turn to Zuko, "As long as you're okay with it, Fire Lord Zuko."
"Whatever my Queen wants, she'll get." Zuko would purr, letting his hand trail over her face.
And it was like at that moment Yue would realize what exactly she agreed to.
Zuko brushing her hair behind her ears, licking his lips with a dark twist, "Make sure the bed is big, and provide refreshments for whoever wishes to watch. Since everyone is so eager for a show, I intend to give one."
"Zuko-" Yue would blush, and Zuko would hum, leaning into her face so their noses touch, "I'm going to claim you, mark you. Make sure you full of just me."
And while Yue was torn between excitement and nerves, she would stand her ground.
"I'm going to show them how I have the Fire Lord wrapped around my finger."
