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Zim felt his pulse quicken. Dib was responding extraordinarily well, and even showing signs of advanced stages of mating rituals. Zim stopped himself from laughing. His plan was falling right into place. But at the same time, he was intrigued.

At first Zim had planned to have total control, but seeing as the Dib monkey was so enthusiastic, Zim figured he would let him have some fun. But Zim was always the one in control of course. No human would take advantage of the mighty Zim.

Dib shivered. Seeing Zim underneath him, stretched out and vulnerable...it was incredible. Dib ran the back of his hand down the side of Zim's head, down his neck and his Irken uniform, taking note of the texture of the fibers. Experimentally, Dib gently licked Zim's cheek, as if tasting him. Zim blushed despite himself. Dib smiled and looked at Zim's waving antenna. Zim's eyes flashed.

Before Zim could move Dib lifted his hand and started to gently stroke the base of his antenna. Zim instantly relaxed. Dib was surprised.

Dib watched as Zim began to breathe faster and something close to sweat started forming around his neck. "D...Dib...thing..." Zim's voice was wavering. Dib went up the whole length of the antenna and Zim nearly cried out. Dib felt tingles down his spine. He slowly bent forward and traced Zim's lips with his own. The alien. Dib's alien. It, he, was finally succumbed to the obviously superior race. Dib smiled again and kissed Zim.

Zim was lost in a world of ecstasy. Astounding sensations were running up and down his antenna while he could feel Dib's hot lips pressing against his own. 'Wait, wait, wait! This was supposed to be ZIM'S moment of triumph, not the pig filths...but it feels so wonderful...no it doesn't! The plan! The PLAN!'

Zim abruptly pulled away and used the pak legs to push himself from the bed and flip over so that he was on top of Dib, his hands pushing down on his chest. "Ow, hey! Zim, what-" The pak legs disappeared and Zim fell on Dib, causing him to gasp.

Zim quickly pulled his mouth up to Dib's and locked them in another embrace, his hands clawing at the back of Dib's head. Dib arched his back as his moans were stifled by Zim's eagerness. Yes, yes, this is how it should be! Dib was Zim's now, and it was only fitting to have him squirming beneath Zim, both entranced and ensnared.

Dib tried to breath. Zim was smothering him, probing his mouth and tangling them together. Dib tried to pull away but Zim wouldn't have it. If Dib could just get to his antenna again, he would be the one in charge. But Zim cleverly had them lying flat on his head. They wrestled for a bit before they were both on their sides. Dib had an idea. He went slack.

'Yes! Victory for ZIIIM!' Triumph shone in his eyes as he sat up to look at his prize. Dib's forehead was slick, his eyes dazed. He was panting hard and his face was flushed. In the end it was Zim who was strongest, Zim who was the best at...er...seducing the Dib! Yes, Zim was the seducing king! And-

Dib saw his chance and seized both antenna in his hands. Zim yelped as he slammed against the bed and started shaking. He was overloaded with sensation. "FILTHLY PIG MONSTER! You cannot merely use Zim's mighty antenna so roughly, like some ordinary feelers of the gaspinka shloo!"

"Sorry, sorry!" Dib let go of one of them.

"And further more...you...smell...of.." Zim zoned out again as Dib started to stroke his antenna once more. Dib relaxed. This look on Zim's face, so soft compared to his usual scowl...Dib crawled closer to Zim, still working his fingers. Zim's eyes followed him. Dib kissed him gently between his eyes. He could feel Zim shudder.

"Don't worry." he said, "I won't hurt you anymore." Something changed in Zim's eyes. Dib couldn't quite place it...was it sad? No...worried? Dib took one of Zim's antenna and twisted it around so that he could take the very tip of it and put it in his mouth. Zim squeaked but stayed still. Dib slowly slid his tongue back and forth. Zim started groaning a bit.

Dib was a little dismayed when Zim pulled away. Something was wrong. "Zim?"

Zim rolled onto his back. "What you said Dib...you said you wouldn't hurt me anymore."

Dib was startled by the seriousness in his tone. "What? What do you want me to hurt you Zim?" Dib felt annoyed. After all that, did Zim want him to hurt him?

"Wha? No...it's just..." there was silence.

"It's just..." for once Zim was at a loss for words. He didn't quite know why those words troubled him. They just did. It was stupid of the Earth boy to question him. It was his fault for making things uncomfortable.

Dib slid closer. Zim turned to look at him. What was this? Was he losing sight of his ingenious plan? IMPOSSIBLE!

"Look, Zim, if I said something wrong-" Zim grabbed his arm and yanked him hard enough to pull him on top of Zim. Zim hooked his legs around Dib and smiled. Dib tried to pull back but Zim yanked his shoulders down so that their faces were inches away.

"Don't think I'm letting you go THAT easily..."