The Blood Of the Rose

Zim walked in his house, barely listening to Dib, his mind racing through every possibility that presented itself. It wasn't until Dib mentioned Zim experimenting on him that he remembered that they were supposed to be enemies, but he didn't care anymore. He didn't have the will to fight Dib anymore. "While you are under my roof, you will do as I say, no questions asked, got that Dib-shit? You will not talk back to me, and will submit to my will fully, do you understand?" Zim asked as he headed towards the underground lab entrance, peeling off his human disguise. The contact irritated his eyes constantly, and he yearned for every night when he was at home that he could take them out.
The Dib made no sound, but non committedly nodded his head in Zim's General Direction,
"And Dib-Freak, If you try to contact your precious swollen eye-digits I will execute you most painfully and slowly, Do you comprehend?"Zim climbed into the trash can, making sure that the Dib could see how serious a mask he was putting on for him. Zim wasn't going to let Dib know that he gave up with out so much as a fight, he wanted the Dib to fear him, and revere him as a God, worshiping him, and adoring him. With the Dib's answer Zim motioned for him to join him on the ride down.
In the lab Zim escorted Dib to the smallest supply closet available, "this is where you shall sleep."
Dib glanced in the small room, an uninterested look on his face. It was small, not that he expected to get anything better from Zim, but it would have to do for the time being. He could tell that it was used as a supply closet from all the junk that lay on the floor. He decided it was better than Zim throwing him into some prison cell, which he seriously thought Zim would do. The surrounding room had enough space for at least three small people to fit and Dib decided he might take up a little more than half the room. There was no bed yet but there was an area he could stretch out in. There was a light but not a very bright one. Dib took a step inside before turning to face Zim again. He was about to say something but quickly stopped himself. He wanted to choose his words carefully so as not to get kicked out; at least not yet. Had he been in better condition, he might have not minded the idea of being left on the streets for the first few nights before he was moved to a foster family but he was desperate at the moment to find shelter; at least until his fever left him and his strength returned. But with all the scars from the fire and beating he had received from Gaz, he wasn't sure when that would be. All Dib wanted at the moment was to be left alone to think things over in his head. Everything in the past 24 hours seemed to have happened so fast.
After a few moments of silence, Dib finally came up with a question that couldn't possibly get him in trouble with the Irken. "Ummm....Do you at least have a bathroom in this house?" The burn on Dib's arm was burning him and he desperately wanted to run it under water. He slapped himself almost immediately after the question had left his lips. Of course Zim wouldn't have running water. He hated the stuff. "Actually...Never mind..." he said as he went to go take a seat in a corner and stretch out his legs. He pulled the old trench coat up over his bare chest and closed his eyes to try and fall asleep. He couldn't believe he was trying to fall asleep again after all the sleeping he had done over the day put the days events seemed to take a lot out of him. But for once, he couldn't find any comfort in his sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, flashes from his dream with Zim in it kept coming to mind. He opened his eyes to stare at the Irken, as though he w ere some kind of monster. Dib just couldn't get over that dream as it played over in his mind. It was almost as if he had to actually see that Zim wasn't trying to make a move on him to believe it. Even the few glances he gave the alien didn't help that much. He couldn't help but let his mind wander to perverted thoughts deep in the back of his head. When nothing seemed to help, he shook his head and clenched his eyes shut. He began to bash his head into the wall behind him, hoping that would help the situation but it only caused him to have an even bigger headache than before. And Zim just gave him the same look he had given Dib the other day in the locker room.
Zim thought it was hysterical the way the Dib kept hitting his overly large head against the wall, but he kept his stoic position, even as the Dib tried to go to sleep. He finally mumbled loud enough for the Dib to hear, "There is a bathroom down here... Three floors lower in the secluded room in the far back... GIR likes to use it as a swimming thingy..." Zim was ashamed of his stupid glitched S.I.R unit, it was always doing or saying the most irrelevant things, "The sink sticks a bit, and the gel sometimes comes out a bit colder than your human body might be accustomed to, but it will react to your natural body heat." Zim paused to look at the boy who was now halfway sitting. He seemed to be favoring his right arm, "What is the matter with your right arm stink beast?"
Zim listened to the Dib explain that his flesh was vulnerable to fire much in the same way Irkens responded to water. Zim snorted, trying to force his pride up, he wanted the human to feel intimidated. Zim walked over to the Dib and pulled off his bandage, looking over the wound,"go run that under gel for a few, it will help the pain, and then return here. If I catch you roaming I will...I will make you wish you had burned up in your house.." Zim looked at the Dib, hoping that his intimidation worked.
Dib could see the smirk on Zim's face as he was hitting his head against the wall and stopped what he was doing. He had a really hard time trying to sleep with the Irken just standing there, staring at him. Dib moved to a sitting position, keeping his eyes glued to the Irken. When he heard Zim mention a bathroom, his heart rose a bit. Dib laughed to himself when Zim mentioned Gir. He had always liked the crazy little robot. He wasn't that bad when one stopped to think about it. It wasn't like he was evil. He was just like a little 5 year old that didn't know what he was doing. How Zim had ended up with him however, Dib would never know. He was even more amazed that Zim had been able to put up with Gir's random outbursts over the years, considering his temper. Dib barely caught that last part Zim said about the sink as he was lost in his thoughts. He snapped back to reality and just nodded his head. "Oh...okay, that's fine." Dib cradled his arm, relieved that there was a sink he could run his burn under. Zim caught him off guard about his arm. "Oh..it's nothing...just a burn...It's like when you get caught out in the rain without your paste on." Zim didn't seem to show much concern. He yelped out a bit in pain when the alien suddenly grabbed his arm to examine it. When Zim ordered him to make his way down to the bathroom to run it under the sink, he was more than happy to do what he was told. Dib was a little disappointed that Zim wouldn't let him look around a bit but decided he probably wouldn't have anyways. He didn't want to get on Zim's bad side any more than he already was. So he simply nodded his head before getting up to leave. He could at least look around on his way down to the bathroom.

Dib got lost a few times on his way down to the bathroom. Every room looked alike and the place was dark and made it hard to see where he was going. When he finally found his destination, he smiled to himself, relieved that he hadn't been caught when he got lost. If Zim had found him, he probably would have thought Dib was snooping and thrown him out or started doing horrible experiments on him. Dib entered the large bathroom, noting a tub on the inside that had the Irken symbol at the bottom of it. Dib found the sink easily and turned it on, waiting for whatever it was that Irken's bathed with to come out of the faucet. A clear gel came out a few moments later. Dib was fascinated with it and also a little disgusted. It looked kind of like jello and he wondered what it would feel like. He stuck his arm under the cool gel, his face changing from one of discomfort to relaxation. It seemed to work wonders on his arm. After a few seconds it was like he had n ever even had the burn to begin with. It didn't feel as weird as he had first expected as he began to relax into it. It had a very calming affect on him as he stood there for a few minutes, letting it run over his arm. After a couple more minutes had passed, he pulled his arm out of it and found a small towel to dry his arm off. He walked out of the bathroom, hoping he could find his way back to the room Zim had given him to sleep in.

Whilst the Dib stink was off attending to his damaged arm, Zim began to make his bed for him, putting sheets on the bed for his human, as he thought of Dib privately, and a big red and black comfy comforter; the black was the insignia he had worn so proudly for so long. Zim's face fell slightly as he began to realize that this was no longer the symbol that he would proudly etch into the surface of the Earth as he conquered it.... it was as meaningless as his whole existence. He had been told back in his academy days that no smeet was ever pointless, but now he couldn't help but to wonder, 'What about a defect like me? Does any of this really have a point, or am i just doomed to sit miserably on this piece of galactic Dirt-Clod?' Zim looked at the time on the wall, making sure that it was in Irken so that if the Dib ever wanted to know, then he would have to ask Zim personally. The Dib was taking too long making his way back up to the room, and Zim was getting worried. He had too many failed experiments running around in various places in his base to just let a human wonder unguarded. he turned to run out of the room, but ran smack into Dib, "Ack, Dib-shit! I was just about to..er...send Gir out to find you and destroy your precious human body for treachery. " Zim shoved past him a blush slightly deepening the green on his cheeks.

Zim went to his sub-level lab and began thumbing through his messages. Though he was an outcast from the Empire, it didn't mean that others didn't get along with him. 77 had messaged him, updating him on the conditions of Vort. Zim's squeedly-spooch wen tout to him. He had known Seven since he was a smeet, back when the two empires were united. Around the time that they were just leaving smeethood, the two nations had split and Seven had become a political prisoner. He wrote him back, giving him a few details about everyday life, knowing that seven would more than likely love to here about something normal for once:

"777, Hello there. I am doing just fine. I have been attending the human schooling, and still have yet to really make a real 'friend'. I believe I told you about that wretched Human boy, Dib-worm, well... Lately i have had strange feelings for the worm beast, the ones that dig deep into the spooch... I Remember writing you about my ...emotions for the beast, but now I do not know if I shall be strong enough with him near. He is staying with me since he was stupid enough to burn down his own house... I keep having to, well you know, to keep my self from partaking of the breeding ritual! I wish the filth beast would realize how I felt towards him-" Zim stopped his dictation, sensing that there was another presence behind him. All the goo rushed from Zim's face as he turned face to face with Dib.

Dib didn't have as much trouble making it back to the room as he had making it to the bathroom. The whole way there strange lights and shadows played along the wall as he walked by various room. He could here the sound of electricity crackling in many of the mechanical things all about him. It gave the base a kind of eerie effect. Dib wanted to make it back to the room as quickly as he could. When he finally reached the entrance of the door to his room, he felt a slightly smaller body run smack into him. He took a few steps back as the Irken began to curse at him. After Zim had finished speaking in a rushed voice, he pushed Dib aside forcefully and made his way out of the room. Dib stared after him in confusion. What had he done to make the alien so mad at him? He ignored it, wondering more about the blush that seemed to have been forming on his face for a few brief seconds. Dib turned his attention away from Zim for the time being and noticed the b ed he had set up for Dib. He walked over to it and took a seat, just to get a feeling of what it was like. It was pretty comfy and the sheets were soft and warm. Dib smiled. 'Maybe he's changed. I thought he would start experimenting on me the second we got here but he hasn't done anything yet.' He looked to the clock that was also in there. 'Hm...Figures he would only put it in Irken time.' Dib had lost his watch in the fire so he'd have to ask Zim the time whenever he wanted to know.

Dib looked back out the door of the room, seeing Zim disappear behind a corner. His curiosity was getting the better of him and he got up the follow him. Zim had told him he couldn't snoop around alone. He had never said anything about him following him to see what he did in his spare time. He turned the corner Zim had taken and walked down a hallway with rooms on either side of him. He looked in each one trying to find which one Zim had disappeared into. He found Zim about a minute later, sitting in a chair typing up a message in Irken on one of his huge computer screens.Dib came up behind him, noting the different Irken letters on the screen. Dib had hacked into one of Zim's computers once and found the Irken alphabet on it. He had tried to teach himself how to read it but hadn't completely finished learning that language. It was really confusing and he had a hard time trying to keep up with it. He could only remember a few of the letters in it without looking back to the computer program he had put it on. He remembered the first thing he had learned was his name and that was one of the few words he knew in Irken. The rest was all a blur as he attempted to put letters together and figure out what Zim was writing. He knew it had something to do with him because he could make out his name in quite a few spots. He also caught a few choice words such as hello, emotions, and ritual; but that was about all he could recognize. He knew Zim was writing to somebody else and he might have just been saying something about how human emotions were pathetic but the last word, ritual, had a shiver running up his spine. What kind of ritual could he be talking about? It was probably some kind of horrible torture Zim swung around in his chair to see Dib reading over his shoulder. Dib looked down to Zim for a moment before returning to the message being written on the screen in complete concentration. He could see a blush ad across his face, which made him even more curious as to what he was writing. "Hey, who are you writing to? And what are you saying about me? I can't make it all out but you seem to be talking about me a lot in this. So what kind of ritual are you planning on doing on me, huh?!" Dib's eyebrows slanted down slightly in anger. "Let me guess. You're probably going to put my organs on the outside or try to replace my face with some kind of animal's face." When Zim didn't answer but just stuttered for the first few seconds, Dib turned away, thinking he had answered correctly. "Whatever! No body's going to care what happens to somebody like me." Dib was mad, mostly at himself for thinking that Zim might actually have changed and wasn't planning on doing anything to him at all. Dib was about to leave when he was grabbed roughly from behind and he turned to face a still blushing but glaring Zim.

Zim roughly grabbed the human by the throat with is free hand and slammed him against the far wall, "DIB SHIT! First you leave your quarters with out so much as a hint of notice to me, then you read over my shoulder, read a personal communication with one of only two allies that I have left and then you accuse me of wanting to experiment on you?!?" Zim let slip more than he wanted to, but he ignored it and ranted on at the surprised human. Zim didn't tighten his hand,but only held them firm enough that the human could not wriggle free until he said so, "I thought that you humans were an evolving life form, that you could adapt easily to your new surroundings, and that you respected others privacy when they asked it, a and here I find you snooping litter ally behind my back, when I thought that by bringing you in here we could change.... You would change enough to stop fucking with my shit and getting into my business!" He dropped the human, his rant going on and making less sense by the minute until he finally picked the Dib back up off the ground by his lapel, his face just centimeters away from the humans. His words dripped with an acidy venom that seemed to hurt him more than it did Dib, "Go to your room, and from now on I hope that you will respect me enough as the one who is sheltering your sorry excuse for an ass from having to live on the streets." Zim's eyes shown with a new emotion that was not anger nor hate, but a very hurt one. He released the boy and went to his chair to finish his letter, only to cry to himself like a smeet. He was losing everything that he had just built up to. He hoped that his kindness towards Dib in the pas couple of days had earned him a touch of trust wit h the human, though he knew deep down that trust was not an overnight thing. Zim hung his head in defeat as his sobs took on a voice of their own. He didn't even notice the presence that seemed to be watching him the whole time.

Dib didn't have time to respond as he was pushed up against the wall and choked slightly. Zim's sudden anger startled Dib. He yelled curses at him and each and every word had Dib flinching. He was in too much shock at the moment to make sense of everything the Irken was saying to him. All he knew was that he seriously fucked up this time. He could understand why Zim would be mad at him. He should have expected that kind of reaction but no; he didn't. Dib felt like such an asshole. It was true. Everything coming from the aliens mouth was true. He really shouldn't have left his room to follow Zim, he shouldn't have read Zim's letter, and he shouldn't have accused Zim of wanting to experiment on him, especially when he couldn't even read the entire letter. In fact, if Zim had that planned, he probably wouldn't have waited. Dib just wanted to break away from his grip and run back to his room but Zim wouldn't allow that just yet.His next words really hurt Dib the most as he thought about his situation. How could he expect Zim to change if he wouldn't change himself. He was sure by now that Zim would no longer trust him in his base.When Zim dropped him finally, his legs gave out and he found himself on a none too pleasant trip to the ground. Zim continued for about another minute as Dib scooted back against the wall as far as he could to escape the wrath of the Irken. The whole ordeal nearly scared Dib to death as he was sure Zim would probably attack him next. He closed his eyes tightly as Zim reached for him, expecting to feel pain. When he didn't feel any he opened his eyes just in time to be yanked back to his feet. He finished his scolding by telling him to return to his room. It surprised him that Zim wasn't kicking him out. He didn't want to stay around to find out why Zim was continuing to shelter him so he scurried off as soon as he got the chance, like a five year old that just got punished for doing something wrong. He t urned a corner and stayed there panting for a moment. He peaked behind the corner at Zim one more time and was completely thrown off guard when he saw the Irken breaking down in front of his computer, tears of frustration and hurt falling down his face. Dib had never seen him cry in his entire life of knowing him. He thought it was impossible for them to cry especially considering the fact that water hurt their skin. It all just made Dib feel all the more worst. He knew there was nothing more he could do for him though at the moment except go back to his room and wait there until Zim came by again.

Over the next few days, Zim tried to be as civil to Dib as possible, though some of the humans habits rubbed him the wrong way. He was tired of Dib whining that he needed this thing or that. 'Why can't these humans be more like Irkens?!? We're so much cleaner and smell more pleasant...'

Zim sat at the table, his head over a can cola. His mind had been wondering more frequently to the human that took up residence in his basement closet. A couple of times Zim had caught the human half dressed or less, and had to run off, making excuses to hide his embarrassment. Every aspect of his life with in those few days had began to revolve around the human. Even in his dreams the human came to him, making proclamations, doing things to Zim that he thought he would never experience; The down fall to these wonderful dreams was Zim would wake up just before he dreamnt a grand release. He would awake with his sheath throbbing for attention, and satisfy his own urges, though he always felt cheap and unfulfilled after.

"Dib stink.... I have decided to move you up to the house level. You have shown me thus far that you aren't going to try anything... But mark my words, if I even suspect that you are going to double cross me, I'll stick you in a cage and leave you with Gir singing that horrible doom song. You may choose a bedroom, most of them are only for storage, so you'll have to clean them out. The bedroom at the end of the hallway is mine and you are to stay out unless otherwise instructed, Do you understand?" Zim eyed the half awake human as he came up the toilet to make his human-food-breakfast-stuffs.

So Dib hurried to the room that had been prepared for him and threw himself into the sheets of the bed, not caring that he hadn't taken off his glasses. His eyes were watering up with regret and sorrow for the Irken. He wiped his eyes dry just to have new tears forming. He buried his face as far as he could into a pillow and curled in on himself, hoping sleep would carry him away. The last thought he had before falling asleep was that he'd have to make it up to Zim somehow.
Dib took a step off the toilet and onto the ground, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He had heard what Zim had said but it still took him a few seconds to process it. When the information finally reached his brain, he nodded his head and yawned. Most of what the Irken said to him he usually just nodded his head to in the past couple of days. He didn't want to talk to him for fear of upsetting him again so he kept his mouth shut as much as he could. Only on certain occasions did he actually speak to Zim about things he needed to get. Dib had been allowed out of the house once to go buy things he needed, such as clothes and a toothbrush. He came back with 5 new shirts, 3 pairs of pants, some shoes and new trench coat that was just like the old one that had gotten ruined in that fight between Zim and Torque. He had a few other things packed in a bag to go along with all that stuff. Skool was a different matter, however. He hadn't been to skool since the day he had helped Zim home in the rain. Not that Zim wouldn't let him, but Dib had decided on not going. If Zim ever asked him why he wouldn't go, he always used some excuse about how he wasn't feeling that well or he'd rather not face the other kids at skool. He really didn't want to suffer through the rumors that were probably going around about how he burned down his house and how he had to stay with Zim. He thought it might be better to just wait until those rumors died down a bit. So Dib spent most of his time either in his room or up on the couch with Gir to watch T.V. He wasn't really allowed anywhere else, except maybe the kitchen. He had gotten lucky. He didn't need to go out to get food because Gir had already filled the fridge with plenty of edible things Dib could actually eat. One of the little dog robot's favorite things to make was waffles. Dib had found them surprisingly
good.

Dib shuffled by the Irken sitting at the table to grab two waffles out of the freezer and pop them into a toaster. He yawned once more before taking a seat across from Zim. He smiled to himself, happy he could finally get a new room on the house level of the base. He was tired of always being in the same room and having to take the elevator to go upstairs to watch some T.V. He looked up at the Irken, who seemed to be concentrating on his can of soda, almost as if he was trying to avoid looking at Dib. Dib was about to say something when his waffles popped up out of the toaster. He pushed himself to his feet to get the two waffles and place them on a plate. He searched the fridge for some butter and syrup to put on them. He had only gotten his appetite back a few days earlier and since then he seemed to be stuffing food down himself. He took his seat back at the table after having found a fork and slowly began eating. He continued to let his eyes keep on looking back to Zim, who still sat there refusing to look up. After a while, Dib shrugged it off and returned to his food, still afraid to say anything to Zim. He swallowed that fear down for a moment and managed to get two words out of his mouth. "Thank you." He stopped speaking after that, waiting to get some harsh response from the alien that he was sure he'd be getting for even speaking to him.

Zim finished his can of cola before he spoke again, "you're welcome Dib...". Zim didn't feel as if he had the energy to insult the boy. He had been there the better part of a week and still didn't notice Zim in the way that he wanted. Zim got up and threw his can in to the spare garbage can and haded upstairs to get dressed for school. He pulled out his only slightly modified uniform and favored pants. Zim was a creature of habit and hi style was no different. The only reason that he had even modified this one was because he was too tall for it anymore and the Tallests' weren't sending him anything. He managed to get the tight leathery pants on before Gir started causing a ruckus down stairs. Zim bolted down dropping his shirt in the process.

"GIR WHAT IN BLAZES ARE YOU DOING?!?" Zim chased the little robot around, whom had covered himself in Eggo batter, chocolate syrup and cranberries that the Dib had bought. When he caught him, Zim tied the little android to the tree outside.

Zim entered the house, grumbling, his muscular body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, and thoroughly pissed off Zim walked right by Dib. Zim grabbed his shirt off of the stairs and moaned in displeasure. his only properly fitting uniform top was covered in the gunk that Gir had made. He took the top to his cleaning station in the basement level and threw it in, knowing that it would take a while before the system removed all the stains.

As Zim made his way back up stair he barked an order at computer to clean the mess up. Computer began his work as Zim entered the living area. As he approached the couch to sit he slipped in a sticky mess of chocolate and round cranberries. Zim landed on the human teen with an "umpf!". When he looked up, his half dressed body was pressed against Dib's, and their eyes met for the first time in days. Zim had no hatred left towards this boy, but still felt it was his duty to direct him around.... this was the first time that Zim was speechless.
Dib couldn't believe his ears. Zim had actually acknowledged him without so much as an insult connected to the end of his name. Dib smiled thinking maybe they were beginning to get along better, perhaps even as friends, although he wasn't quite sure if he could ever fully trust the alien. He still believed Zim had plans of world conquest and Dib didn't want to let that happen without a fight. Or at least that's what he thought. Often times he would find himself wondering why he had ever cared so much for all those bastards that never believed him. Dib watched as the Irken got up to head upstairs. Over the past week, Dib had begun to get over that dream that he had. Flashes of it still came to his mind whenever he was laying in bed thinking but they didn't seem to bother him as much as they had earlier. He had came to the simple conclusion that he was just being himself; gay. It wasn't like he had never had a dream about another guy before. That's when en he knew he was gay but the dream about Zim was different. Never had a dream aroused him so much. He shrugged it off, thinking that maybe he would have thought Zim attractive if he wasn't always trying to take over the world. He believed this even more now that it seemed Zim had slowed down in his conquest. But Dib was sure that Zim would never feel that way about him. Dib was sure he would never feel that way toward any human! Zim despised them. Dib sighed a little, knowing that it was probably a dream that would never come true, just like all his other dreams of becoming a paranormal investigator. He got up shortly after Zim had left to take his plate to the sink.
Dib had been in the kitchen trying to clean off his plate when the little robot had come flying into the kitchen and landed in a bowl of batter. Gir had jumped out immediately, screaming something about how he wanted to become a waffle so he began rolling around in the cranberries on the counter and took the chocolate syrup and began pouring it all over himself. He then ran out before Dib could grab him. He heard a crash in the living room, and then he flinched, waiting to hear the voice of a very angry Zim from upstairs. A few seconds later he heard Zim yelling out curses at Gir. Dib walked out of the kitchen just in time to see a very pissed off Zim run after the robot. Dib just stood back, a little amused by the whole scene. He had to hold his mouth to keep back the laughs he so wanted to let out. Zim caught the little S.I.R. unit quickly and Dib could only imagine what Zim was doing to him outside. When he came in, he pushed passed Dib, muttering all kinds of curses about the robot in both English and Irken. Dib watched Zim leave the room after discovering his uniform top had been stained and waited by the wall for the Irken to return to the level he was on. When Zim yelled out a command to the computer, Dib quickly walked to the outside door to see what Zim had done with Gir.

Dib did his best to hold in his laughter after seeing the batter covered sure unit flailing about trying to get free of the tree. Dib turned back inside to go to his room to get his things to move to a different room. He wasn't watching where he was going and before he knew what was happening, a heavy body was colliding into him, sending him on a trip to the ground. Dib moaned and looked up at what had bumped into him or more accurately, who. He came face to face with Zim, much like what had happened in the locker room that one day. Their eyes locked and Dib was sure he would be yelled at in the next couple of seconds but Zim was silent. They stayed s taring at each other for what seemed like forever, getting lost in each others' eyes. Images from his dream flashed through his mind again, causing a dark blush to spread across his face. Zim was totally speechless, just staring at Dib. Dib felt as though his dream was happening all over again. He could feel Zim's skin against his own, getting the same sensation as he had gotten in his dream. His skin was cool and perfectly smooth. Dib noticed a blush coming to Zim's face as he seemed to finally get the signal to his brain to get off of Dib. "Oh!...Um...sorry about that..." Dib stuttered, not completely sure how they had gotten this way. Zim sat up on his knees and Dib slipped out from beneath him and got to his feet before offering his hand out to Zim to help him up. Although it hadn't really lasted as long as it felt, Zim still seemed dazed by the whole thing and took Dib's hand. After getting back to his feet, Zim still didn't say anything.
Zim was stunned by how warm the humans skin was. He thought that Dib would have been cold due to his delicate pale skin. Zim felt his face grow warm as he realized that he was crouched over Dib in a compromising manner. He leaned back enough for the human to move, and time seemed to stand still as Zim sat there, watching as the human male stood up, his muscles flowing beneath the surface of his skin. Zim felt himself yet again turned on by the human. He only snapped back to reality when he noticed that the Dib was trying to help him. Still in his daze, Zim pulled himself up , but wasn't prepared for the goo rush to his head. He stumbled and fell into the Dib pressing the human against the wall. Zim's arousal pressed against the Dib as he realized what was happening. Zim heard the human's sharp intake of air as his cheek pressed against the humans. He moved his head back to face the Dib in apology; Their lips brushed against each others as their heads turned to each other.
Zim moved his lips enough as he went to speak that the humans lower lip fit. Purely on instinct Zim bit down with a possessive growl, pulling the Dib's mouth into a possessive kiss. Zim pushed himself harder against the human, wrapping his arms around to dig his nails in. The human had a sweet taste and Zim couldn't get enough of it. He wanted to know all the flavors of Dib, if they were all that good. He caught Dib's tongue with his teeth and bit until it bled. Zim reveled in the coppery sweetness that the Dib's body offered him.
Dib hadn't been ready for the Irken to go colliding back into him. He caught Zim a split second before he hit the ground and fell back against the wall behind him. Dib hadn't noticed that he had been holding his breath that entire time until he was pushed up against the wall and a rush of air came flowing from his mouth. He quickly inhaled again, trying to take back in all the air that he had just lost all at once. Dib could feel something hard against his leg but was still in too much shock to take any real notice of what it was. What he really noticed was the warm, smooth cheek pressing up against his own. Dib felt Zim turn his head to face him and he did the same, not realizing how close they actually were to each other. He felt the tips of his lips running over those of the Irken's. Dib's eyes locked onto Zim's as he gave him a somewhat still dazed and confused look, almost as if he had no idea what was going on at the moment.
Dib felt Zim open his mouth as though he were about to speak and shivered when warm air was breathed against his mouth. He was about to push away from the alien that had him pinned to the wall and apologize again, but all of a sudden felt teeth clamp down on his bottom lip. Before he knew what was going on, Zim had him locked in a long lasting kiss. Dib's eyes had snapped open at the Irken's actions and he had to reach down to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming again; but this was real. It felt so much like his dream that he didn't believe at first that this was possible. He heard Zim growl against his lips in a possessive kind of way. Dib closed his eyes as Zim began to push him farther against the wall, allowing the kiss to deepen. Dib arched his back slightly as claws dug into the small of his bare back. Dib could feel as Zim's tongue seemed to force its way past his lips and teeth. It slid across the front of Dib's teeth, begging for entrance into Dib's mouth. Dib obliged almost immediately, allowing enough space for the invading tongue to dart in and lap at his own tongue. It seemed Zim was exploring every part of Dib's mouth, trying to run his tongue over every possible thing he could find in his mouth, one of his favorite spots seeming to be Dib's tongue. He wrapped his serpent like around Dib's, getting tangled for a moment and then pulling Dib's tongue into his own mouth. Dib winced in pain when he felt the Irken's teeth clamp down again on his tongue. His eyes snapped open when the taste of blood filled his mouth. Zim sucked continually on the wounded area of until he could no longer taste the coppery substance in his own mouth. Dib slowly relaxed back into the enduring kiss, his eyes slipping half way shut. He could feel his own member hardening between his legs and only just realized that was happening when Zim pushed even more against him. Dib finally managed to pull his lips away long enough to gasp out a breath when Zim's knee rubbed up between his legs. His gasped turned into a strained moan of pleasure as he ran his hands over Dib's smooth chest.
Zim growled when he heard Dib moan as he ran his hand over the human's bare chest. Zim had always thought that the humans were furry little shits, but here was Dib, his chest was as smooth as an Irkens... except.. Zim's nimble fingers found the perky bits on Dib's chest that he called nipples. Upon finding these Zim listened to the moans and groans that each of his twists brought from inside the Dib. Zim moved his mouth to the writhing humans neck, seeming to find a magic button. As Zim nibbled there the boy seemed to moan louder, their hips meeting and thrusting slowly against each other.With each of dibs moans Zim got lost further into the ecstasy of having another being pleasuring him while he did the same. Zim let a moan escape his own mouth as he felt a hand slide down between their bodies. Blissful sensations ran through his body as he writhed against the ministrations. He trailed his tongue down the Dibs throat and chest until he came upon the nubs that gave Dib the most pleasure. Zim liked the taste of the humans skin, it sent a thrill up his spine and into his PAK. Zim thought that he finally understood what they were for, though his body didn't have them.
Dib couldn't believe what the Irken was doing to him but he enjoyed every single stroke of Zim's hand over his bare chest. He only wished that Zim's gloves had been off so he could feel that soft Irken skin up against his own skin once again. Dib had been trying to hold in the moans of pleasure but finally gave into them, letting them flow from his mouth every couple of seconds. It all seemed too much for him as his member seemed to be getting harder and harder. Zim's hands fell down his chest until they rested over his nipples. Zim gave him a taunting smile as he played with them, gently at first but soon twisting and pinching them harder, causing Dib to squirm with each slightly harder pinch to them. Dib groaned out louder as Zim began to play with them, knowing the Irken had just found one of the most sensitive spots on his body. Dib felt something wet trail over his neck for a moment and shivered before feeling teeth brush up against his neck lightly , giving a little nibble here and there. Dib arched his back, forcing his hips to rub against Zim's every couple seconds almost in a repeating cycle.
Dib ran his fingers down Zim's back and around to the front of his body, tracing designs along the Irken's stomach. He suddenly heard Zim let out a long moan when his hand trailed down closer to the rim of his pants. A shiver seemed to run up his small body, causing him to push closer to Dib. Dib was as far up against the wall as one could get and could feel his grip slipping as his legs wanted to give out so he could slide to the floor, but he didn't want to drop Zim so he held out as long as he could. His thrusts became harder when he felt that snake like tongue slither down his neck to rest on one of his nipples. He moaned in complete ecstasy as the tongue wrapped around his nipple and Zim took it into his mouth to begin sucking. Zim then moved to the other one, repeating the same process. Dib felt himself beginning to slip again but this time there was no stopping it. He slid down to a sitting position on the floor with Zim falling down with him, his face falling between Dib's legs into his lap.
Zim slid head down with Dib as the human's hand left his crotch. His face was greeted with a hard lump twitching in the humans pants. Zim was finally getting what he wanted. he had yearned for the human, even though it was against his former worlds laws. his hand reached up to the humans groin, and grabbed it as sensually as he could. he listened as the human moaned and arched into his touch. Zim took his mouth and covered the apex of the human's member, breathing hot moist air on his pants. Zim groaned on the twitching monster that threatened to burst the seams of Dib's pants, eliciting yet another moan from his human.
As if he had done it before, Zim took the zipper of dibs pants with his teeth and pulled it down, then went back up and pulled the button free. Dib's ready member sprang forth into Zim's view. The Irken tore his gloves off and grasped the hard organ. Zim wanted to taste the pleasure of human flesh. He had been forbidden for so long from participating in the breeding rituals due to his height, but now he was going to go through with his twisted fantasy, even if it wasn't the way that he wanted. A hand fist ed his antennae as he lowered his head and began to slowly suck the human, allowing him to go into his throat every so often. The human moaned his pleasure, and Zim's unsheathed member pressed against the hard carpeted floor.
Dib's hand had left the rim of Zim's pants to try and slow down his fall back to the floor. He felt Zim's head going "thump" in his lap, slightly smacking against his hard member. Dib writhed in the slightly painful but pleasurable sensation that went through his body. He looked down at Zim to see what he would do next. Zim was flat on the floor and just stared at his member for about a minute with lust in his eyes before he smiled and grabbed at Dib's crotch. The touch caused him to arch his back again, moaning in pain and pleasure. Zim squeezed the lump in his pants every couple of seconds, causing more moans to flow freely from Dib's mouth. Dib clenched his eyes shut tightly as the Irken lowered his head and held his mouth just over the tip of his member, blowing warm air over the swelling appendage. Dib groaned even louder as it pushed more and more against the inside of his pants. He desperately wanted to rip his pants off so it would have more room to move about. Before Dib could do that however, the Irken, almost as if he had just read his mind, moved his teeth over the zipper of his pants and slowly began to unzip the constraining pants. Dib felt his member slide free and stick out straight in front of Zim.

Dib looked back to Zim, watching him as he pulled his gloves off before grabbing the length of his member, the feeling of soft skin on it sending Dib's head reeling. His breath got caught in the back of his throat as he gasped, waiting for what he knew was coming next. Squeezing slightly at first, he bent down lower to his male organ and clamped his mouth over the tip of his first before beginning to suck all along it. Zim took the whole thing into his mouth, obviously enjoying the taste of it. Zim dragged his tongue over the surface of Dib's shaft, savoring in the taste and every moan Dib let out as Zim was doing all this to him. Dib never thought it could be this good. He was determined to make the most of this moment as there was a possibility that it would never happen to him again. Dib grasped the carpet the best he could as he began to thrust his hips harder against Zim's mouth, trying not to gag the alien in the process. A few minutes into the treatment being given to Dib's throbbing member, Dib was beginning to relax into it more and he realized that he wanted to make Zim feel just as good as he felt at the moment but with the Irken working his mouth over his member, Dib couldn't really grab at anything on the alien. Well that is except his antennae which laid lowered at the sides of his head. Dib decided it was worth a try. The sensitive appendages were hanging out of the wig Zim had placed on his head when he was getting ready for skool and Dib reached down with one of his free hands to remove it so he could have a better grip at them. Slowly he reached down to pick one up and begin stroking it.
Zim writhed against against the ground, his member pushing painfully against pants. With his free hand he freed the pained member against the ground. The fact that Dib was rubbing his very sensitive yhddyhyac wasn't helping him. He let go of Dib with after deep throating him for a moment, moving his body up the boys body. He attacked the Dibs neck again with passionate nips and kisses,trailing his tongue up the human's ear. The members rubbed together and Zim relished in the sensation. He thrust lightly against the lightly sweating human, his own skin remained warm with arousal, with a few exceptions. Zim sat back on his knees and made quick work of Dibs pants. He ran his three fingered hands up the humans legs as he went back up to nibble more on the boys ears. It seemed that the boy liked the nibbling, judging by his thrusting, panting and pleasured moans. Each sound gave Zim a new wave of pleasure. He sighed against the Dib's skin as he caught his breath and started on the other side. With out warning the Dib pushed Zim's body against the carpet, his eyes glowed with a renewed light that Zim hadn't seen in a long time; Zim liked the way the look seemed to burn into his very soul.
Dib could feel Zim wiggling around uncomfortably. He looked up enough to watch as the Irken struggled to undo his own pants while still holding onto his member. Dib continued to stroke his antennae until suddenly Zim moved from his spot to a higher level on Dib. He moaned out loud when Zim began to run his teeth over Dib's neck once more. He jerked about as the Irken seemed to trace designs over his ear with his tongue. Zim sat in Dib's lap, leaving lingering kisses all along his neck. Dib couldn't help but look at Zim's own member as it slid near his and rubbed up against it. It looked a lot like his except for the sheath it was protruding out of. Dib arched his back, pushing more into each thrust that the Irken gave. Dib pouted when the alien pulled away for a second but smirked at him as he pulled at Dib's pants to slide them down his legs and all the way off, throwing them across the floor. Dib shivered as Zim's claw like fingers grazed the skin on his legs, before returning g to his work on Dib's ears. His senses seemed to be overloading with each flick of his tongue and he felt his body becoming warm and wet with sweat in the heat of it all. It all just made Zim continue with more energy. Dib had almost forgotten about making Zim feel as good as he felt until he felt an exhale of breath against his neck, signaling that he was beginning to get a bit tired. Dib quickly grasped the panting alien on top of him and flipped him over on his back. Zim's eyes seemed to widen as Dib climbed on top of him, straddling his body. He looked down upon the Irken with a new lust in his eyes.

Dib reached down to peel away the fake contacts the alien was wearing, feeling a need to see those crimson eyes just once. Zim's eyes seemed to burn with the same hunger as Dib's golden, honey colored eyes showed Dib reached out his hand once more to get at one of Zim's antennae. Zim let out a shaky breath at the sensation that just seemed to get stronger. Dib's fingers roamed over the long appendage, pinching it ever so slightly, making Zim gasp in pleasure. It seemed that Dib had found one of the more sensitive spots on Zim's body. He dragged his fingers from the tip of the antennae to the base of his head, enjoying the sounds the Irken made. He couldn't help but laugh at the reactions coming from Zim and felt an irresistible urge to force him to moan out even louder in ecstasy. Dib did much the same as Zim had been doing to his ear. Without warning, Dib took the antennae into his mouth and began sucking lightly on it. Everything seemed to stop all around them as Zim stayed completely still, unable to move, the only sound coming from him being quickened gasps of air as he attempted to catch his breath. His eye lids slid halfway shut as Dib let his tongue trail from the base of his head d to the tip. Zim's eyes fluttered closed as Dib had just brushed up against the most sensitive area of his antennae and he moaned out a long lasting moan that quickly turned into a purr. "So you like that, eh?" He teased as he removed his mouth from the antennae that twitched slightly with each breath that brushed up against it. Dib twirled one finger around the tip, tickling Zim's senses. In Zim's dazed state he couldn't manage to answer at first. His tongue lolled out of his month, his head spinning. Taking his antennae back into his mouth, he allowed his free hands to roam over the Irken's body. With his right hand, he dragged his fingers over Zim's chest and stomach. With his left, he slid down lower to rub his fingers over Zim's member. Zim bucked his hips at the sudden touch, almost sending Dib falling back off his body. Dib released the thin appendage in his mouth to move down the Irken's body. He smirked at he rested his mouth over Zim's waiting member. Zim gripped the ca carpet, his claws nearly ripping into the floor as he awaited the inevitable. Dib circled his tongue around the tip of Zim's shaft as he used his two free hands to hold the struggling alien down. Zim thrust upward into Dib's mouth, Dib happily swallowing down the length. He dragged his tongue over the smooth surface suddenly feeling Zim's hands wrapping around Dib's head and pulling him.
Zim had his hand fisted into the humans hair, pushing his head further down onto his shaft, wanting more of the wonderful sensations that the Dib was giving him. His hip rose with each bob of his humans head. Zim felt his release forcing its way through. With a growl and an audible click, Zim released his hot cum into the Dib's eager mouth. The human seemed to swallow every last bit and continued to slowly torment Zim back into his former hardness. The human pulled Zim's pants away, tossing them onto the couch. Zim groaned as the human trailed white hot kisses up his leg and to his thigh. Zim managed to push himself into an upright position and flipped the Dib, holding him above the ground with his pyddma makc. The human yelped, making Zim's arousal double. With the human writhing in mid air, Zim pulled his legs apart gently, revealing the tight entrance. He took his snake like tongue and slowly circled it in a spiral until the tip of his tongue poked straight at the tiny entrance. Zim purred again, as he forced his tongue into Dib. The human moaned and writhed with the attention. Zim took a clawed hand and lazily dragged it down the Dib's side. The human clenched a bit at the making Zim groan with need, the need to do more.
Zim moistened one finger and slid it slowly into the writhing human. Dib let out a loud moan as Zim began to wiggled it lightly against the inner rings. Judging by the humans reaction, Zim slid another in. The human clenched deliciously around his fingers, and Zim became even more aroused, his precum welling at the tip of his cock.
Dib felt slender fingers running through his hair as he engulfed Zim's member, slightly gagging from the Irken pushing his face more into it every couple of seconds. His thrusts became more fluid every time Dib's mouth came up almost off it and then dived back down to take the entire thing into his mouth again. Zim's movements grew faster with each passing second as he came closer and closer to his release. Finally he heard Zim let out one last low moan before a warm liquid filled his mouth. The taste wasn't unpleasant. It was actually one of the sweetest things Dib had ever tasted in his life. He happily let it slide down his throat, trying to get as much of it down as he could. Dib removed his mouth for a moment, smacking his lips together to get a better analysis of the taste. A few seconds passed before he looked back down to the panting Irken underneath him and he smirked. Placing his mouth back over the limp member, he began to suck again, waiting for it to harden again. Zim groaned and squirmed at the feeling, making Dib smile evilly.
Dib ran his hands down to Zim's pants and ripped them off just as Zim had done to his, just to throw them into a heap on the floor next to his. Dib trailed his tongue over the soft skin on his legs,making the Irken shudder and moan out louder. Dib was suddenly taken off guard as his world went flipping upside down for a second, suddenly beneath the alien he had been torturing. He felt cold metal running up against his legs and realized that he was being held up by Zim's spider legs. Zim seemed to take a sick pleasure out of hearing Dib's sudden scream. Dib struggled against the constrains, kicking slightly when he felt his legs being forced apart by Zim. Sweat began to roll down his face as he saw the Irken lowering his head, flicking out his tongue. Zim lightly purred at Dib before forcing his way inside of him, causing Dib to arch his back and moan out loudly. Zim teased Dib by running one of his finger up the side of Dib's leg and lingered around the entrance. New lust seemed to fill his eyes as he eyed his opening. Taking one finger, he ran his tongue over the it, building up as much saliva as he could before sliding it in, receiving the moan he so desired from Dib. Dib kicked his legs out once more as he felt Zim feeling around on the inside of himself. He then felt another finger slide in along with the other one. Dib could barely handle one and he clenched down tightly against them, trapping his fingers inside him.
Dib felt his member beginning to throb. He couldn't believe he had lasted this long without coming yet but he knew he wasn't going to be able to last too much longer. He panted out, begging Zim to let him down. "Please...Zim...Please let me down on the ground again" he said as he longed to feel the Irken's mouth over his shaft once more. Zim looked over at Dib pouting a bit but doing as he was asked. Dib sat up as he was placed gently on the floor, waiting for Zim to pull back his spider legs but that didn't mean Dib was going to be in control again any time soon. Dib felt himself being pushed back down to the carpet as Zim confined Dib's hands behind his back before lowering back down to Dib's swelling member. Almost as if sensing his release coming on soon, he slid his tongue up along the side of Dib's shaft and then taking the entire thing back into his mouth and swallowing hungrily , knowing that soon he would be getting what he wanted. Dib writhed beneath Zim, whining when his arms were held behind him. Dib bucked his hips in agony, thrusting faster and faster until finally he came, his seed spraying into Zim's mouth and him screaming out until his release was complete, a few stray spurts escaping. Dib panted as he watched the Irken swallow the new substance in his mouth.
Zim let the flavor of Dib's cum roll in his mouth for a moment before deciding that it wasn't gross, but it wasn't the best. The salty flavor was against his sugary diet, but was such a difference from the norm that it wasn't unwelcomed. He swallowed it down and made sure that there wasn't any more going to shoot out and catch him off guard. He slid his re-moistened finger back into Dib's body, seeking yet another release since the Dib had so pleasantly made him hard again. Zim slid his finer out and hauled the Dib up to his hips. "You're just a little human pedlr aren't you?" Zim growled at the human. He aligned himself to the Dibs hole, his humans cock was already hard and standing at attention again. He pushed himself in a bit at a time, making the Dib moan and whimper. He could have sworn that he had heard the Dib say his name, but it could have been his imagination. Once he was fully seated, he pulled back, almost to the point sliding out, but thrust in deep and hard. His claws began to dig into Dib's hips as he picked up a faster pace. He Found a smooth spot inside the human that made him scream in a wonderful way. Zim dragged his nails down the humans sides, wanting to use the rituals he was denied for so long, but decided against it; Most Irken rituals would mangle a human beyond anything recognizable.
Dib lay on the ground just panting, unable to move a muscle. His release had left him with absolutely no energy. He didn't want it to end but he didn't think his body could handle any more. He curled in on himself into a ball just wanting to fall asleep right there because he wasn't sure if his legs would support his body if he tried to stand up at this point. He closed his eyes to sleep but snapped them back open in surprise when he felt Zim's wet finger enter his body again. He squirmed around again to look up at the Irken again. He struggled against Zim when he felt his bottom half being hauled back up into the air until he was aligned with Zim. He heard his little comment but ignored it completely, not wanting to continue any further. He tried to protest against it but his voice wouldn't come so all he could do was whine and kick his legs out. However, his legs didn't want to cooperate so he gave up on that after a few weak tries. Dib was helpless and all he could do was watch and whimper, awaiting the Irken's entrance into him. He closed his eyes tightly. Zim pushed his member inside him slowly at first, pain causing Dib to moan out loudly. Dib could feel his own member was hard again against his will. Dib tried begging Zim to stop one more time but his voice was too hoarse to be heard above a whisper. "Oh, God, Zim! Please stop..." That's all he got out before he lost his voice again. Dib let out a loud sigh when Zim was all the way inside him. But he knew that he wasn't off the hook yet. He felt Zim pull out and then thrust back in, making him yelp in pain as he repeated the process until his movements were more fluid.
Dib's yelps grew less and less as the pain seemed to subside slowly. Dib relaxed, only wincing a little in pain when he felt Zim's claws dig into his hips when he went faster. Suddenly he felt Zim hit a particularly sensitive spot and he couldn't help but scream out once more in a loud voice. Zim seemed to have enjoyed that scream because he continued to hit that spot over and over again, harder and harder. He just seemed to be getting more and more aggressive with each thrust of his hips and started ripping away at his sides possessively but stopped shortly after, getting softer when Dib cried out in pain at the sharp cuts along his sides. Zim was surprised at the Irken's sudden change from harsh to gentle. He felt his second release on the way and knew that the alien on top of him was close to one too. Zim continued his hard thrusts until finally he seemed to stop as Dib unconsciously clamped down on his shaft before he felt the jet of fluid being shot inside of him. Dib gasped out. It felt so painful but good at the same time. A sick pleasure if you will. He could feel a shiver running through the small Irken's body at the sensation and heard a moan escape his mouth. Dib couldn't help his own release from coming a few seconds after the Zim's. Everything seemed to tighten up before he came, cum shooting out on Zim's front side and the carpeted floor beneath them. It was so amazing but now Dib really couldn't move. Zim slid out of him but Dib's ass was too numb to even notice until he was lowered back to the ground and Zim seemed to follow suit, laying down next to Dib and curling up against Dib's chest, panting.