Irken Redemption

(Part 3)

Chapter 25

Gaz stared but listened in disbelief as the Irken teen spoke about the events that took place not too long ago. She was indeed mesmerized.

"And true to Tak's words, the Nirvana came. Luckily, the gun was completed by that time."

"So…what did you do?" asked Gaz.

The Irken simply chuckled before raising an imaginary brow. "What do you think? I threatened to destroy their planet unless they turned around and aborted the take-over for earth….course they didn't believe me at first. So I had to do a little demonstration."

At this, the amethyst haired girl elevated her own brow. "What kind of 'demonstration'?"

Sheepishly, Zim scratched the back of his head before replying with a light mumble, "I…well..I sorta blew up Saturn."

"ZIM!"

"Kidding! Kidding! It was a planet far our beyond the earth's regions! Totally uninhabited by any life form," he assured. "Soon as the Tallest saw that, they turned tail and ran back to the Irken Empire. After a couple of days, they sent me a final transmission, claiming that Earth is no longer on their 'take-over' board, nor on their 'protection treaty'."

"Protection treaty? The hell does that mean?"

"It means, we're free game to any other alien race who tries to attack or take over Earth.." the male extra-terrestrial sneers sinisterly, "I'd like to see them try."

Gaz was flabbergasted. "Wait so, you basically threatened to destroy your own planet? That's….kinda.."

"Kinda what?" Zim pried.

"Well…it's your home planet, right? You would actually choose destroying your own planet just to protect this one…a planet you hate?"

Zim stayed silent and pondered for a moment, his three digit hand stroking over his chin. "Didn't you like…have friend there?" he hears Gaz question, which grabs his attention. Fully facing her now, he slowly reaches over and commences to stroke over her soft cheek with his three digit hand. He soon sends her a placid seeming smile. "Actually, it was irrelevant to have friends within the Irken Empire. We all mainly saw each other as competitors than friends," he sullenly explained, "so…Zim never really had friends…until I came here."

Gaz could feel warmth invading her pearl-hued visage due to the alien's affectionate touch. As angry as she still was with Zim, her hands reaches up to caress his. For a few minutes both remained like that, staring at each other in placid silence. Finally, Gaz pulls her hand off and inhales a breath. "So, how were you able to help me anyway? I'm surprised you just didn't take the opportunity to dissect me," she chuckled.

The alien's feelers rose upwards as his eyes widened. Gaz had to admit, the expression was priceless. "Y-you wound Zim! How can you even consider Zim doing such a thing?!" he blurted after placing a three digit hand over his chest, obviously pretending to be insulted by the earth teen's assumption. At last, Gaz couldn't hold it in any longer. A series of guffaws escaped her lips, course she soon regretted it when pain struck her and seized her laughing. Zim was by her side in seconds.

"Here, let's get you back to bed," he said softly, not even waiting for a consented response; but Gaz gave none. Willingly, she allows herself to be scooped up into the masculine alien's arms and carried off to the elevator.

Back upstairs, the amethyst haired girl found herself neatly tucked back in the alien's makeshift bed. A tint of rouge covers her face as a certain alien smoothes his emerald hands over her wound. With care, Zim commenced to fix the bandages before purposely lingering the tips of his fingers over her delicate skin.

"I still don't know how, of all things, you know how to heal a wound. That of a human, no less," Gaz chuckled.

Slowly, Zim pulled his fingers away, allowing them to caress upwards. Despite his silence, Gaz did not miss the mischievous grin while said hands continued to move upwards.

"Hands, space boy.." was all the earth teen huffed, yet her smile did not falter.

Hearing her allocution, however playful as they were, the alien pouted but did as he was told. The pouty expression did not last though, for Zim was soon grinning, zipper-like teeth featured and all. "If you must know, my little love-pig, Zim has been attending medical schooling for the past couple of years."

Elevating a brow, Gaz scoffed, "that's impossible. We're still only in high school."

"Simply because Zim attends this 'high school' does not mean I'm incapable of attending others….don't forget human, I'm a genius compared to those of your planet," he sneered.

Gaz could pick up on that snooty attitude a mile away. Such pride he was accumulating. 'Cocky bastard..' she thought to herself. But she had to admit, it was impressive hearing about the insane alien's choice of career; but at the same time it frightened her.

"I really don't understand you, Zim. You claimed to hate this planet…yet you save it. You claim to hate 'humans'…yet, here you are, learning to become something that saves human lives.." she spoke out, all this time not averting her gaze from the alien.

During the whole time the amethyst haired girl was speaking, Zim had settled his hand under his chin, nodding to each statement she was pointing out. His lips stretched flat while his ruby orbs gave off a stoic yet of 'bored' impression. When her talking ended, he merely raises an imaginary brow and holds out the hand that was under his chin to her. "And the Gaz-human finds this to be wrong of Zim?" he finally asks her.

Gaz finds herself at a lost for a moment. The question caught her off guard. "Well…no! But..it's…it's just not like you, Zim," she replied awkwardly.

"And exactly how much of Zim do you know?" he countered, his grin only growing wider as the 'game' progresses.

By now, Gaz was blushing a heavy shade of red. She could only stare at the alien masculine with shock. How much about the alien did she know exactly? Aside from beings her brother's 'rival' and being the weirdest 'kid' in school, she couldn't say. "I.." She was stuck, and Zim knew it.

Shaking his head while emitting a soft sigh, Zim leans in to gently press his head into the stuttering muliebrous teen's forehead. "Gaz.." he leans further in until emerald lips were pressing against pearlish-hued ones.

Lips meshed and brushed over one another passionately. Carefully, and with tender affection, the alien male motions forward into the girl's warm figurine, coaxing her to lie on her back. Instinctively, Gaz reaches up to wrap her arms around the towering alien's shoulders, slowly caressing over and around his neck to pull him into a deeper kiss. Steam vapors whisk through dancing lips before they reluctantly part. As both teens exhaled heated breaths, soft copper orbs bore into deep radiant rouge. A deep moan suddenly vibrates from the alien's partially parted lips. He had not even noticed the human's delicate hand motioning upwards to caress at one of his feelers.

"You have changed.." Gaz commented with a soft tone in her rasping voice.

Zim smirked, narrowing his eyes impishly. "A good change? Or-ooh.." damn, the human's touch cut him off. Her soft finger roamed from the tip to the very base of his feeler, lightly pressing at the stem. It was driving him insane; so intoxicating. He could feel the majority of his masculine frame trembling from the arousing sensation spreading through his entire mass. It's not the first time her feels like this, but this was far better than when Gaz arrived the first night.

"A very good change…space boy," she said softly, soon pulling the alien down to once again to press their lips together. Eager emeralds soon engulf her, earning a gasping moan from the goth. As deep moans once again vibrate through Zim's throat, his hands motion to feel over the earth teen's figurine; being keen as to avoid her wound. Zim soon breaks their lip-lock only to smooth said lips over her neck, gently gnawing at her heat insulated flesh. Another gasp escapes her; petite hands seem to smooth from the masculine neck down to his torso, soon stopping at his hips.

Deep bellows suddenly accumulate from the alien's through as he grinds downwards, earning a soft moan from Gaz. Lips still lingered and tenderly gnawed around her neck crevice. Pain was now far from her senses as the amethyst haired lass arched from the intense pressure growing between her legs. "Zim.." she gasped. Said male emits a deep guffaw as his elongated tongue slithered from her crevice and returned to its host's moist cavern, leaving behind a thin trial of saliva.

"Gaz.." he responded back, slowly planting trails of kisses from her neck until finally engulfing her lips once more. "Stay with Zim.."

It was only then did Gaz realize her eyes were closed; having been enjoying the other's endearing gestures. "W-what?"

"Stay with Z-me…come live with me" Zim repeated. He pulled away until he was now towering over the reclined earth teen.

'Is he serious..?' Gaz was a bit surprised that the alien was holding onto a placid expression right now. Her tawny-hued eyes refuse to avert from the pair of bright rubies staring back with such endearing intensity. She in-takes a bit of air when a three digit hand brushes at her locks of violet.

"Do not part from Zim.." he says softly, slowly leaning into the dame's face, "I…I love you, Gaz." His vocals were deep; they sounded almost like pleading to the human's ears, and that was definitely something Zim never did.

Gaz found herself at a loss for words at the moment. She was unable to do anything except stare silently up at the alien's sullen features. At last, for what seemed like hours, but was just minutes, her pearl-like hands reach out. Both smoothly brush over the alien's cheeks before gently pulling him downwards. Her nose was mere inches away from his slightly visible nozzle; a placid simper featured on her face.

"Of course I'll stay.." she whispered before having their lips meet. With that, despite her injury, Gaz somehow manages to roll until she now hovered over the alien brute, straddling his hips. Zim's face was distorted with an emotion of shock; not to mention violently flushed. Leaning in, Gaz begins kissing his chest, taking note of his light hissing when her tongue runs across exposed emerald flesh.

"You're going to have to get use to that, Zim.." she guffawed.

Said alien only sent her a zipper-toothed grin before reaching up to smooth a single finger over her pearly lips. "I don't mind.."

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