#zuko thirsts

[tallglssflemons]

firelord zuko with his top-knot coming undone, black hair falling over his face in tangles while he’s panting against your chest, looking more like a feral prince than a composed king

[twinkinspector]

how the second he sees you under him, he’s prince zuko again

this line gets me every single time

i love how timid he is until that point. and then he looks down at you whining and squirming and realizes he has more power than he thought and he’s drunk on it. and you can see it as his eyes narrow.

“do you need something from me?” he coos as you grind against him, trying to get friction. you whimper out a little “please” as you reach for his cock, standing hard and proud against your tummy.

it’s like he’s a totally different person — not the same man who couldn’t make eye contact as you undressed earlier. not the same man who kept asking, “are you sure?” as you went further and further, his hands tentatively exploring your skin.

“please what?” he presses, rubbing his leaking cock against your entrance, smearing pre all over your slit and making you writhe with anticipation.

“please, please, need your big, fat cock,” you breathe, looking up at him through your lashes, tears about to overflow.

you feel his length pulse against your skin as you beg. “need you, zuko,” you whine. “want to feel prince zuko fuck me.”

something in his eyes changes, the restraint you saw before completely gone. how could he deny a request like that? he pushes himself in all the way, your hips pressed together as he bottoms out and the tears do overflow.

he pulls out almost all the way and slams back in, a fresh wave of tears running down your face. “thought you wanted this,” he rasps down at you, feigning concern.

“i do, i do,” you plead. “please just keep going.” you feel him pulse inside you before he starts fucking into you hard, hips snapping against yours as he moves to rub circles on your clit.

your walls tighten around him as he brings you closer and closer to your release. “you wanna cum?” he asks, never slowing his pace.

“yes, please, yes- let me cum please,” you babble, unable to think about anything besides the tip of his cock hitting your cervix over and over.

“please what?” a devilish grin takes over his face. he slows down his fingers on your clit, willing you to say the one thing he wants to hear.

“please, let me cum, fire lord.”

[twinkinspector]

New day New day New day Moooooreeee Zuko

The peasants (me) demands it!!!

i feel like he has phone sex all the time bc he’s always away doing prince shit and i cannnoooootttttt stop thinking ab it!!!

“hey, baby,” zuko rasps. you can hear the smile on his face and can practically see his eyes light up at the fact that you picked up.

“hey,” you smile, excited to hear from him — but even more excited for what’s about to happen. “what are you up to?” you murmur.

“i just got back to my room,” he says, collapsing onto the bed. “have you been thinking about me? i’ve been thinking about you nonstop,” he breathes.

“of course i have,” you respond, reclining in your own bed. “i’ve missed you so much,” you sigh, stroking your bare thighs just like he would.

“yeah?” you hear him shift his weight. “i missed you.” he palms his half-hard cock through his pants. “can you do something for me?”

“anything,” you breathe.

“that’s my girl,” he groans, pulling his cock out to find it leaking in anticipation. he uses his thumb to spread his oozing arousal down his shaft, stroking himself slowly.

“first, what are you wearing right now?” you giggle at such a cliché. “one of your shirts and some panties. your favorite red ones,” you purr.

“fuckkkkk. pull them to the side and run your fingers down your slit… but don’t push in,” he instructs, listening to make sure you’re following his directions.

you do exactly as he says, gathering up all the slick that’s pooled since you first heard his voice. “i’m already so wet for you.”

“yeah? god, i wish i was there to taste you.” he lets out a groan as he increases his pace, his tip still leaking.

“wish i could lick that pretty little clit, make you beg me to fuck you,” he breathes. “zuko,” you whimper.

“you sound so needy, baby.” his breathing is getting heavier, his voice breathier. “dip your fingers into that pretty pussy,” he says. “and let me hear it.”

you plunge two digits into your core, aching for his cock to stretch you out instead of your little fingers. “fuck,” you breathe.

“no, baby.” his tone is stern. “i want to hear how wet you are. put me on speaker and put the phone down between your legs. let me hear you fuck yourself.”

i rly rly rly think he’d love guiding you and i would probably just squirt hearing his voice telling me to do any of that 🫠