[AN: Zim invades Gaz wink wink. 18+ stuff below. Also after that some heavy topics with Dib's mental health. Stay tuned!]
It was time. Night had fallen, and Gaz was on her heels, breathing in and out to steady her nerves. 'C'mon now, you are Gaz, people shake in their boots with fear at you, you are the doom bringer you shouldn't be nervous about anything.' As she went about the rest of her day it was like she was in a fog and only snapped out of it when the sky started to become dark, the first and largest moon appearing slowly and with it the suspense of what she and Zim were going to do. She had showered thoroughly, shaved, shampooed her hair too. She wore a purple cloth fabric hoodie dress that stopped just above her knees and underneath it was her swimsuit since there would be water.
She wasn't sure what to expect outside the obvious, but it was best to be safe. It was one of those bikinis that tied in the back so it would be easy enough for him to take off if he needed to. It was simple enough- black, metal hoop detailing, nothing fancy. Same thing with her shoes, just black slides with spikes. She was plain as could be and that's just how he'd want her. No big fancy lingerie or makeup or high heels. He loved her in her sweat pants and messy bun, he loved her even when she was crusty eyed and grumpy, he loved her when no one else would.
The only thing she did was paint her fingernails in one of his favorite colors; magenta. It wasn't going to stay on if she kept chewing at her nails, though. She tried to keep her hands busy so they wouldn't fidget so much. She brushed through her hair, sort of flounce it out, make sure the knot tied on her top isn't too tight or difficult, pick off nonexistent lint. The door to the room opened and every hair on her body stood up knowing who it was by scent and the sound of the way he walked. She turned around and looked at him, trying to figure out if he was half as anxious as she was or half as jittery. It didn't seem so to her.
He looked cool as a cucumber wearing black swim shorts with a purple steak down the side and dark purple-pink top. He was still in his boots but something about that seemed right to her and she knew he would take them off when they got there. Zim's squeedily spooch and heaven knows what other organs all were wobbling inside of him making his stomach upset. He appeared so calm and collected on the outside because he was who he was. He'd be damned if he showed up in front of her a sputtering, tongue-tied, shaky mess. Zim had just gone through every precaution necessary and perhaps even unnecessary to make certain this would go as smoothly as possible. The air was so dense it was like they could lift it and neither of them spoke anything, just looked at the other.
"Are you ready?" Zim questioned, cursing himself for sounding a bit too uneasy for his taste.
"Mhm." It was all she could really muster up right now since her mouth was so dry and her tongue was like lead. 'Fuck, why does this have to make me feel like this? Why won't my nerves calm down? Why can't I just smile and go along with him like this a totally normal thing to do?...Cuz it's him…and I've never done this before. Satanic powers give me strength, I'm going to need all the help I can get'.
His hand took hers and she was led away out of the room, out of the hotel, and out of her mind. They both took his ship there with Zim making sure to have the invisibility turned on. Walking there would take too long so this was the best way to travel but it would still take an agonizing 15 minutes to get there. Gaz felt all of those minutes and seconds and milliseconds go back slowly. So very slowly. Zim kept his eyes focused ahead of him, stealing one glance at her. He could see it all over her from the way she sat to the way she was scrunching the bottom of her dress. She might even be more nervous than he was.
That helped ease him a bit. He breathed in deeply trying to still his heart just as she had. 'You are an invader! Do not forget that! An Irken invader! A warrior as well. Look at her, she's shaking. It won't do to have ourselves be the same. Relax. I can do this'. Somehow his little pep talk made him feel better. Neither of them spoke a word, not a single word, the whole ride there. Gaz couldn't look at him, she just couldn't, not right now. She felt like she was going to pass out. She, the scary powerful creature of Earth whom struck fear into the hearts of many!
She had never let anyone get close to her, had no friends, trusted no one and then he crashed landed into her planet and her life. He had her heart in the palm of his clawed hands and at any moment could break it, hurt it, torment it in unspeakable ways. He would never though, she knew that, but she could not help her surge of emotions right now. She had about zero to at best ten percent experience with anything inherently sexual having never gone much farther than touching only when she was bathing and having fantasies. They both wanted it, that was a no brainer.
They had been all over each other for the past few days but now that it was go time, they found themselves at an internal standstill. Gaz looked down, trying to focus on anything to keep herself sane until the ship stopped and landed. Zim got out first and helped Gaz out after, still so gallant even at the most panicky time of their lives. He held her there, close to him, her hand in his, their eyes never leaving the others. Zim did something that broke the tension at last. He wrapped one arm around her and kissed her in a toe curlingly remarkable way that made all the knots come undone in her body and turn her into warm clay for him. Now she wasn't as nervous, now she was just excited and full of lusty longing for him.
"So trembly my Gaz is," He softly whispered against her lips, "And Zim hasn't even started yet."
"S-s-shut up...!" She mumbled, biting his lip to get him to stop talking so much. He bit hers back in retaliation causing a light squeak of surprise. Her eyelids lowered as he set his teeth to her neck. Her actual eyes drifted off to the side and when they did she gasped but not because of Zim. It was because what she was looking at was so Earth shakingly gorgeous. As much as her body was shrieking out for his right now, she pulled him off to go look. It was beyond breath taking. The water, or whatever it was, was a minty blue color with a shimmer to it. It splashed gently along the black shore line and across the rocks which held algae and mushrooms. The cave itself that engulfed it sat further back.
Actually, there was more than one cave but the main one was the biggest and therefore the easiest to notice. Everything was bioluminescent causing a neon glow that was reflected by the water. Up, high up on the roof top of the cave there were crystalized formations like nature's own chandeliers. There were skinny twisty corkscrew shaped trees so heavy with fruit that the trees leaned downward. Their bark was pure white, and they had no leaves just beautiful white twisted branches. The fruit must have been bioluminescent as well because they glowed an aquamarine shade just like some of the other plants. In fact, the tree bark had aquamarine pulsating cracks along it. Everywhere she looked it was a wonder.
Flowers of all hues, shapes, and sizes she had never known to exist. Smells so wonderful and clean it made her want to bury herself in the air. So many things she did not know the name of nor cared because they all looked so lovely. It was pure magic. Her heart sang gently, as it often did for Zim, at him choosing such a stunning and fantastical fairy tale esque place to take her for their first time. She could almost cry with how much diligence and care he put into this. Her curiosity at what the water felt like and tasted like even got the better of her and she started to take off her shoes to get in. Zim had just watched her basking it all in.
It wasn't his own planet but seeing her delight in anything he could give her, he who had so very little to give, made him blissful. As her shoes slipped off her feet, he too started to undress himself to get into the water, removing only his top and tossing it to the ground. Now it was his turn to gawk for Gaz had taken off her little cloth dress and revealed to him the vast amount of skin that had been so hidden from view all this time. He had never seen so much of her at once. Such a woman like that could out beat the sights and splendor of this oasis. Nothing, not one thing, could compare and she hadn't even taken her clothes entirely off. He could scarcely imagine that or not drooling all over her because of it. His body felt so hot that he just jumped right in without her.
Gaz watched as Zim came back up from the water, each droplet making her envious because of how they slid down his skin. He let out a content sigh from the cool temperature of the water, sliding his hands across his antenna like someone might their hair. She had noticed something else too, when he had jumped in there was a ring of gold and with every movement he made there were small ripples of it. She put one foot in. It felt refreshingly cold, soothing her equally hot body as she slowly moved herself entirely in. A golden ripple formed around her when she did. She moved her hand across the water's edge and a line of gold followed from it. Gaz scooped some of it up and looked at it, seeing that those sparkles were causing some sort of reaction that made the golden glow. It smelled faintly minty and so she took an experimental lick. Peppermint Schnapps is what she could akin it to, if she had ever tried alcohol that is. Zim waded his way over to her and caught her around her waist from behind causing her to gasp.
"Careful now, if you drink too much you'll get sick and we can't have that."
"What is it...? It's not water..."
"Prepita and it's very dangerous if you ingest too much."
"Then why does it taste so good?"
"Those gold flecks aren't just for show. They are living organisms but really...we aren't here for a science lesson, now are we?"
She turned fully to him, arms around his neck. He pulled her as close as he could and slammed his mouth onto hers, unable to keep himself from her any longer. She couldn't either, so she wrapped her legs around his hips which made him moan into her mouth. Having all of Gaz on him like that, it was so possessive. He loved that. His hands went to her bottom and squeezed it, slipping underneath her suit to grasp at the bare skin. Using his Pak arms, he swam backwards to where he needed to go, somewhere just a bit more secluded than here. His mouth didn't break from hers for a moment nor would Gaz dare let him go. She barely noticed they had moved at all until they were all the way inside one of the secondary caves.
There was a small rocky shelf that stood between the inside of the cave and the water that Zim carefully climbed up on, not wanting to trip and hurt her. Rocks and shells were obviously too hard to lay his mate on but there were patches of foliage. Finding one he put Gaz down on it and took his mouth of hers gaining a disappointed whine. Though how could she be too disappointed in the location she was in right now? Crystals above and some jutting out of the sides, glowing stuff everywhere, soft grass bed with flowers underneath her, and of course Zim, somehow looking better than all of that as he sat above looking her over. He was biting his thumb as he scanned this goddess beneath him. Like Persephone the flowers seemed to just bloom around her, and their glowing pollen surrounded her.
"My Queen..." he breathed out, speaking it like it was the truth and also a very fragile ancient word. His hands hovered a bit over her top and he swallowed a bit. She nodded at him and he took no further heads ups from then on out. Moving behind her back he pulled at the string there and it came loose just from that one tug. Her top just about slid off of her revealing the two handfulls of flesh he had always been curious about. As if he even doubted this, but just like the rest of her they were beautiful. His hand went across them, stopping at her nipple which stood erect the moment he touched it. His thumb traced along it causing a muffled groan of pleasure from his love. He purred, his clicker joining in to it. Oh, he liked that. He liked that a lot. He traced them both but a little harder and gained another "mmf" from Gaz. As he toyed with her, he started to get a better feel of what she liked and what she loved. What made her back arch towards him, what made her pant, what drove her as wild as she drove him.
His mouth latched onto the side of one, starting off with kisses then licks, then hickeys but no bites not there. He knew they were sensitive things. Gaz was melting, dripping all over the floor and in some literal sense too. Zim was perfect, too perfect actually, but like she cared. What he did to her it was like nothing else. He left scores of bites anywhere he could, some harder than others depending on the spot, and his tongue licked all of her not missing a single solitary inch. Her taste was something indescribably addictive as was she. Utterly addictive. He left her bottoms on for now as he made his way up each leg, giving any and all areas special attention. Gaz really felt loved if not worshiped by his actions though she almost kicked his face in for licking her feet.
She didn't she just let it be, not wanting to ruin something that was so wonderful. She could say that she found his reverence for even her feet appealing, he was, so far, an incredibly amorous partner, caring for her first before himself and making sure she knew she was the queen he had just called her. Her breath hitched when his mouth started back down and reached towards her inner thigh. Zim's senses picked up an erotic scent coming from there and it was making his brain forget what his name even was because it was so rich an aroma. Using his teeth, he untied the strings of her bathing suit and rendered Gaz fully naked to his wandering eyes. She could not describe the sounds he was making, he was exploding with rapture so his clicker strummed hard along his throat.
His eyes went wider than he thought might be possible seeing her womanhood for the first time. This was very secreted, very delicate, and coveted by him. It was, in its own way, very precious. The crowning jewel of any woman and so he handled it with care, at first. He parted her lower lips, almost drugged just by the scent alone, and eyed with a now seductive glaze in his red spheres the attractively pale pink color she had. There was a pearl there, a pearl of dark pink color, that he found he instantly wanted to investigate with his hands and mouth. She was also wet there. Gaz hoped to any and all gods that he didn't assume human women leaked water or he wouldn't do what she wanted him so desperately to do. He wasn't sure what it was, but he knew it was safe. His pointer finger swiped against her, circling around her tight hole. She whimpered and bucked her hips. He growled at her reaction. His tongue licked across his finger and his eyes went round again. Before Gaz could become nervous about what she might taste like to him he put his whole face in between her legs and started licking with voracity.
"Ahhhh...f... fuck...!"
He growled again, the feeling of it vibrating against her walls. Her hips jutted upwards, but he kept them in place while using his Pak arms to hold her legs open. She was a twitching moaning mess and he loved it. He loved the taste of her too. Just when he thought she couldn't be any more deliciously addictive, here she was a decadence beyond any sweet he had ever tasted in his entire extraordinarily long life. He found through his thorough ravishing of her with his mouth that she liked having that pearl touched so he never let it be. The best reaction he got is when attempting to give her a hickey there. She had moaned so loud when he did that. He made sure to do it often.
"Oh god...it feels...so...so good!"
He raised his eyes to her, a smug grin on his face as he continued to eat her out. Hearing that he went on with more gusto, wanting more praise like that but the praise wasn't what he soon became hopelessly mad for. It was her saying his name. His mouth was much too busy to command or ask her to say it again but as soon as he could he'd ask her to say it until the heavens shook and thundered it back. Her panting came in hard rasps, her body felt something inside of her trying to release. Her eyes rolled back a little as he put his tongue inside of her.
"Z... Zim...I...I... gunna... gunna...!"
He looked at her questioningly but didn't stop until she moaned loudly, her lower half jolting and spasming in his arms. He pulled away a bit, peppering the area with kisses as he did. He licked his lips looking at his mate. She looked so submissive right now with her legs splayed open and pink-red all over from the heat. He decided then and there he needed to see Gaz like that more, so pleased and pleased by him. Him only.
"You taste delicious," He complimented, trying to get any of her juices that he still had lingering on his mouth. "And you look even more delicious."
"Mmrfff..." She groaned out, still a bit hazy from her mind-blowing orgasm. She felt so at ease, so relaxed, so content right now. Not too content though, she still wanted more from him. She looked him over with a lazy eye. "Zim where's your...?"
"Eager, aren't you? Here you go then," Zim cooed sensually, running his hand down his chest, having removed his shorts at some point, and pressing into his lower stomach. His organs had been twisting and turning all day with want of her, especially the part specifically meant to go inside of her. It had been jamming hard against him this entire time wanting to serve its purpose. Gaz's jaw went slack and her low lidded eyes opened about all the way when his manhood was out and proudly on display for her. It was somewhat similar to a man's, the kind of shape it was and the fact that he did have balls. It was hot pink, dripping from tip to base with liquid that it seemed to excrete, and it had fleshy malleable bumps. Also, it was big, so big it made Gaz afraid and at the same time stimulated.
"You are so... big Zim..."
"Did you want it to be smaller? It can do that if you want."
"N... no... I want it just the way it is now... that's how it is normally right...?"
"Well...you have made it swollen with all of your moaning."
Gaz turned deep red as she felt him rub it against her already wet womanhood. The liquid, it felt so tingly. She thought maybe it was a natural lubricant. Thank goodness for that because he was way too big and she way too tight. She ushered out a small moan as the tip rubbed against her clit. All she could hear was Zim growling softly, so overstimulated and overly intoxicated by her that it made it increasingly tough for him not to breed her now.
"Y... you can go ahead..."
"I'll be gentle and slow but Zim makes no promises he will stay that way."
"Do...whatever you want..."
"Oh, you just sealed your doom, my sexy mate. No going back on it now."
Gaz found herself feeling fear again, a foreign emotion for her, fear, adrenalin, and arousal all mixed together. She was not one phased by pain easily, but she had her worries, she was so small and tiny and had that virgin barrier. Her thinking was halted dead in its tracks as Zim placed the tip in, slowly, biting down hard on his lip to stop himself from immediately becoming a savage animal. She could see his struggle, torn hard between what she needed and what he needed, leaning further into what she needed. She touched his shoulder to get his attention, swiping it across his chest then up his neck feeling his throat vibrating hard with his purrs.
"I...I lo...I love you...don't hold back anymore."
"Zim will be upset if he hurts his mate..."
"A little pain can be a good thing. Just put it all in me, now."
He sighed a bit; out of relief or frustration it could have been both. If that's what she wanted, why argue? He eased it all in her and with it broke that barrier. She dug her nails into his upper back making him hiss in pleasure-pain. Her teeth were clenched and every muscle on her was tightened which included the one he was inside. "A... are you okay?" His voice was uneasy because he was so thrilled, the animalistic part of him wanted to keep going but he stilled himself.
"It's not so bad...keep going..."
"But..."
"Zim fuck me and don't make me ask again."
"Yes, my queen. As you command."
Gaz was going to rebuttal as his snarky yet somehow still seductive tone, but she could not. He was easing out of her again but with more force. Those fleshy bumps rubbed her insides in way she had not fathomed beforehand could be rubbed. It felt fantastic and had her crossing her eyes. The secretions he made also eased her pain and tingled her. It didn't take too long after the first initial thrust for Gaz to get into it. Zim was beyond into it, his sanity, his rationality, his sensibility all going away. All that existed was her and this feeling. This astronomical feeling. Her core hugged every sopping inch of him despite his size making him utter a deep guttural growl.
"Oh God...Oh...my God...Z... Zim...!"
"Again, say my name again," He demanded huskily, biting into her leg as he pounded into her.
"Mm...mf...Z... z... Zim!"
"Unghh...keep going!"
Gaz clung to him, breathing hard against his neck. Her eyes were crossed from the sheer pleasure he was giving her. "Zim! Zim! Zim! Ahhh...you're so...a...a... am... amazing...!"
His pride had reached a new height when she moaned that against him. He took her by her hips and really gave it to her then, utterly drunken off of everything at the moment. Her lusty praises plus his name made him want to reward that behavior with more passion. The two planet-crossed lovers were entangled in their hectic fanatical fucking for an hour when Zim felt a seizing in his system, a tense knot was coming undone, and he knew it was only a matter of time before he released into her. Their lips were locked together making their conjoined sounds of pleasure muffled but every noise they made echoed loudly against the walls of the cave.
"G... Gaz... I'm going to...hnng...!"
"Me too!"
Her fingers dug into the ground scratching against the rocky terrain as she orgasmed hard, loudly screaming his name in ecstasy. He followed suit, smothering her body against his and re-capturing her lips in his own. He came so heavily into her that some of his seed leaked out from her. They laid there together in each others arms spent from all that exertion, their breaths mingling as Zim laid his forehead on hers. After sitting there for a few minutes, he rolled off of her, his male anatomy retracting back into his body. He didn't let go of her though and she didn't mind being held by him even if they were both sweaty and hot. Zim moved his hand up his head and across his antenna while his heart was finally slowing down.
"...Wow...what a rush...!"
Gaz buried her face against his chest and he stroked up and down her back. She did not feel like Gaz exactly, not as seething and sharp tongued, all her woes and worries and tension and anger and stress flew away leaving her sighing happily in his arms. Her finger drew a loopy heart on his chest continuously. "That was more than wow...that was...incredible...! You do know this means we'll be doing it all the time, right?"
"Oh, I was betting on it," Zim replied with a wink. She nudged him, and he nudged her.
"Tell Zim he was amazing again. It sounds so right when you say it."
"Your arrogance knows no bounds sometimes...but...I'll humor you tonight. You are amazing."
"Zimazing even."
Gaz and Zim cackled happily at their pun from what felt like years ago. Gaz was joyful, Zim was ecstatic, they were in love. Everything was right with the world. Meanwhile back on Earth everything was not right. Not right in the slightest. Dib had awoken from his sleep with a nightmarish scream that even frightened Tak who was going through listing off all the people in the group they had been looking for. She rushed over to his room, papers still in hand. There she found him upright in bed, a cold sweat making his hair plaster to his face and his hand on his chest, clenching hard.
"Bad dreams again?"
"Oh Tak...it's awful... I keep seeing so many faces so many people...and the blood and the screaming..."
Tak moved inside and sat on the edge of his bed. Her hand went on his knee. She understood what he meant and this wasn't the first time Dib had the night terrors. Every time the same thing, death, violence, fire, flashes of what he had done and was still doing burrowing into his brain. Dib pressed his face into his knees and started weeping, his body quivering. Tak did her best to pacify him, rubbing his back mostly. His guilty conscious was eating him alive making him feel regret and sorrow for the decisions he has made; at least the ones that have affected who he could look back and see were innocent.
"There, there now. No need to cry. In war casualties happen, that's just how it is."
"Casualties? I've obliterated planets without even thinking...I've killed so many...people that didn't deserve death even if they were aliens."
"They would not surrender, and you gave them your ultimatum. It's their own faults that their planets aren't around anymore. Look, we Irkens, we are a war-based race and honestly so are you humans. The amount you spend on military is staggering. I should think that taking a few lives would be nothing."
"You wouldn't understand...it's a human thing to be sympathetic...you just don't have that. You don't know what it's like living with myself and my inner demons. Always taunting me, always telling me I was wrong, always telling me I deserve to die. The only respite I get is when I keep my mind at work."
"Let me help you, Dib. I can help you make those demons go away. Please...before you suffer ptsd... if you haven't already."
Dib rubbed his hands around his eyes trying to clear the tears, sniffling hard. There was so much going on inside his mind, so many things all whirling around and could not handle. His errors, his aggression, his destruction of millions, his taking lives of children, his feelings towards Tak they still hadn't discussed, how his people saw him, how his dad was proud of him but didn't seem to care before, how Gaz saw him and where she was. So many things. The pressure of being the savior of the Earth along with also being the destroyer of other planets was weighing him down and after so many sleepless nights he felt like he was going to crack. He would take anything at this point, just to ease the pain.
"How Tak?" His voice was cracked and dry, his eyes rimmed in red with deep black bags to compliment it. His breath was stuttery, his chest was tight, his heart felt like someone was squeezing it to death.
"You have to trust me, Dib. No matter what my method is, trust me."
"I do trust you Tak, with my life," His voice broke as he claimed this, tightening his hand on his chest where his broken heart remained. "You are honestly the only thing that helps me through this struggle. Dad would probably say I should handle it scientifically or some crap."
"Would you be open to the idea of medication that isn't from Earth? Because we had this pill we used to give to defects that would sort of dissolve their emotions."
His head jerked up and his eyes rounded at her suggestion. He furrowed his brow at her. "I don't want to become a mindless zombie, Tak! I need to feel emotions unlike y-"
"Go on. Say it." Tak dared, narrowing her purple eyes at him. "Tell me to my face that I don't give a damn about anything what so ever."
"Don't you?!"
"I wish I did! I used to be such a hard-hearted person before I came here before I... met you. Now after living on Earth so close to you all the time I'm starting to give a damn about what happens and why. My heart also aches for my fallen comrades so don't sell me short Dib. I would die for you. Does that not mean I care? I hate that I do sometimes, but I'll live with it if it's only you and Mimi I have any sort of blasted Earthly affection for."
Dib's shaky hand went to her face and cupped her cheek with his head still on his arm. He looked at her meaningfully. She really was his MVP, his cheer squad, his support through everything. His father, his own father, barely supported him like she did. He was...actually more uncaring than her it felt. Not that he wasn't always jovial and bright eyed, nor did he stop complimenting or congratulating him. Keep up the good work, son! You're doing great, son! That's my boy! Never give up, Dib! Make me proud! He, like everyone else, demanded so much of him and it made him start to shatter underneath the surface from overworking to meet his expectations. She was never like that, she took him as he was. When he was a nobody, when he was at his lowest, when he felt like trash, when he couldn't take it anymore, she was there to bolster his confidence, to assure him it would always be okay. Lacking any mother figure really did do something to his psyche and lacking a father figure in most of his life had too so all her fretting and petting had caused him to attach to her.
She never cared if he was stressed and looked like shit half the time, if his body was just about ready to drop, if his mind was worthy of the nut house. She stayed. She could have easily left him at any point, and he would deserve it, but she stayed. How could he have said she didn't care at all? She so obviously did. Why else stay by his side even when his mental health was out of whack? She and he hadn't spoken about it all, but he remembered. He had slept with her, treated her with disdain, and still she stayed. "I would have gladly married you," she had told him. Did she really want him that much? He had so many women say and write the same things to him, but it felt like cheap words you throw at any celebrity. She didn't say it like she was talking to the big bad oh so important powerful Dib she was talking to the weak, whiny, hot mess that was sitting there about to let her walk out on him just because she was an alien.
Even now he couldn't drudge up too much about the experience of doing that with her. She had enjoyed it but not fully and that was his fault as well. She couldn't commit to it when she knew that it meant nothing to him like it did to her. She wasn't just power hungry she was starved for attention, for anything he could give her willingly. It burned through her like a hot iron making her want to rip out her brains or whatever made her feel this way for him. It was not love, still, but it was as close as an Irken who wasn't a defect could get. She saw him as mate material, and she stuck her claim on him so when he rejected her it stung. Dib let her words float into him, curve around his aching everything and soothe it as she always soothed him. I would die for you. He knew that well enough she had almost done it once and the thought of losing her when he had not much else to cling to was terrifying.
"We still haven't talked about it...you know that night..."
She sighed and moved his palm from her face. "Not now, Dib. Your current status is more important to me."
"Why are you so wonderful? Why do you always have the right words to say and the right way to ease me? You aren't using any alien mind tricks, are you?" He asked the last part in as much jest as he could muster so that she would know he did not mean it.
"I do what I do because you are worthy of that to me. As for how I do it I just... know. Like, for instance, I've figured out over time that you have the most tension between your shoulder blades and that you have a mole on your body that looks almost like the Membrane logo."
"It's so weird, right?! I've asked my dad if it means anything- you know like it was just always meant to be, but he shook it off as usual. I always feel like he's hiding something...just don't know what. I don't feel that way with you though. You tell me everything even if I don't want to hear it but need to."
Tak smiled at him and pushed up his glasses. "That's because you tell me everything too. We have a mutual trust for one another. I usually have never confided in anyone like this save for Mimi, so you should feel grateful."
"I do...look Tak about what I said earlier, about you not caring. I'm really sorry for that. Sometimes I just get so carried away that I say things I don't mean."
"Think nothing of it. Now, Dib, will you consider my idea? It really won't render you without feeling, it will only numb that which causes you the most grief. You can still feel happiness and all those other things people feel."
"Will it hurt?" He questioned, now trying to be more open to the idea. What other option did he have?
"It's like taking any other pain medicine only these targets your nervous system traveling up to the brain right into your cerebral cortex. It goes into the hypothalamus gland from there and feeds it sensations of tranquility every time stress comes up. You won't have anxiety anymore or feel that pain you do. You'll be calm but not cold-hearted. On us Irkens it would destroy any emotions out of the normal most specifically love but our brains are different than yours. Would you like to give it a try?"
She took out something from her Pak and held it before him. It was a green glass container with Irken writing all over it and a cork in the top. Filling up the inside was very ordinary looking pills, they all had big red X's on their dissolvable plastic surface. He looked at them with apprehension. He never thought he'd be taking any type of anti-depressants in his life especially from an alien planet. He never thought he'd ever be in a position so taxing, so painful, that it would force him to take something like this. Irkens did have superior medical advancements but he still was unsure of taking it. Tak uncorked it and shook the bottle releasing the pills onto her hand, just one, and she held it before his mouth.
"Say ah."
He looked at the pill and looked at her. It could cure him, snuff out his fear, his regrets, his sorrows over all of this. The idea of not being human, not having that human empathy anymore bothered him greatly and stilled his hand. Tak could see he was going back and forth outweighing the pros and cons of such a thing. It was time she took initiative, so she put the pill between her lips very carefully and pressed them against his, using her tongue to guide it in.
Dib would have gasped if his mouth wasn't being covered by hers and her tongue not forcing its way into his, pushing that pill close to the base of his own tongue. He had to swallow it there was no choice in that matter, so he did but kept his mouth on hers longer. The first time he kissed her he pushed her away and the other times he could not recall. He would push her away no longer. Tak whimpered against him as he attempted to pull her head closer to his and deepen the kiss. She yanked herself away. She did not want to keep getting hurt by him over and over again. It was too much even for someone like her to keep going through with.
"What's wrong...?" She had initiated this kiss; didn't that mean she wanted it? He allowed his mind to tug him in her direction, to forgo the thoughts of her being sick and evil because of her species. Yes, it was wrong, yes it was madness, yes it was hypocritical, yes, he was upset he had fallen so far down off his high horse, but it felt good to kiss her. More than good. He had never kissed anyone before, it was all new to him. He was assuming she pulled away because he was bad at it.
"We can't do this Dib... I can't do this with you. This whole run around of push and pull and push and pull it's a strain on me. You keep toying with me and it makes me want to just urrgghhh! You made me just the tiniest bit weak and when I let myself get comfortable with you, you told me I wasn't for you in the worst way. I'm so done with this, Dib! I am so through with you and your games."
"Tak...I... I don't know what condition there is to label what is wrong with me...there's no medication anywhere that could cure me...except...you. I don't deserve another chance...I don't at all...at this point the doghouse seems too nice for me. I... I told you I wouldn't deny anything any longer and that means my feelings too. I like you...no damn it all...I really meant it when I said I loved you...it's been eating me up inside just as much as any other pain I have. I want...I want an us...your rules, whatever you want."
Tak sat there still as a statue taking in what was confessed to her. Liberation, sweet victorious liberation at last! He had said it, he had admitted it he wanted her just as she had him and now, he was taking control of the situation, like a real man. Her chest puffed a bit as she purred softly, very feminine and sweet sounding. To have been waiting so long for it and finally hear it...it was ahh...like some sort of shackle had been released from her person. Other than that, she stayed silent for long, watching him at her mercy dangling at the end of a hook. Something about Dib's oh so very passive, shy, reclusive nature made him enticing for her. Seeing him flounder desperately and begging for mercy would be nice.
"Alright then...One chance. Don't piss it away."
He released his bated breath in a relieved sigh. She had taken so long to respond he was certain she would turn him down flat and she had every right to. He wanted to just grab her and hold her because he could do that now. That part of his conscious that sounded so much like his child self was tuned out which was partway thanks to the pills as those thoughts increased stress and panic. He chose not to because he had said her rules and he wasn't sure what the rules were yet. Could he touch freely, or did he have to ask? She put her arms around him, linking her hands at the back of his neck, which to him meant he could touch her. Holding her, just that alone, made him feel 300 times better.
"By the way I found out all the names to the group members."
"Oh yeah? Anyone I know?"
"Most of them are from the Skool actually. Francine, Katie, Bobbi, Keef, Dirk, and that missing boy Matthew. The other was a man, a comic book designer actually named John Vasquez, but I don't recognize his name or anything. I've written down all their addresses if you want to go find them."
"What right now?"
"The sooner the better, Dib. I'd like to sit here and have you apologize for your behavior with kissing but there are more important things at stake than my need to mate with you again."
Dib's face was blood red and the color traveled down his neck. To hear her just say that out loud, it made his head spin. So, she DID want to do it again at some point? This time he would be conscious, none of the Dib emboldened by beer, and he knew he'd almost shut off everything once it came down to it. She leaned up and kissed him on his crimson colored ear and cheek causing him to shake. She then did something much worse, she patted him on the evidence that proved he too wanted to do that again with her. He squeaked. 'Alright', her mind admitted, 'he is rather cute like that.' Tak got up out of his arms and picked up her notes, shuffling them in her hands while Dib tried to straighten himself out. He thought of things that he didn't like or were ugly. As soon as Zim's face popped into mind he was no longer aroused. He got out of the bed too and went to his closet to find some clothes. She was right, as usual, he had to get a start on this.
"We should start with whoever is closest first and that would be Keef Mcnoodle."
Dib snorted out a laugh. "Mcnoodle...that's a stupid last name."
Tak looked at him curiously but smiled none the less, seeing him in good spirits at last and also showing off some of his abs as he buttoned up his shirt. He looked at her and blushed realizing she was eyeing him. Why hadn't he noticed that she did that all the time? As much as fangirls practically dropped their panties at the sight of him it was so different to have her give him a once over like she wanted to pounce on him at the moment. He smiled at her, an awkward smile he admitted but she didn't mind. She didn't take her eyes off of him as he got out his pants. She had seen it before but now he was nervous with her watching him. 'Oh god...it's happening again...think about Zim think about Zim. '
"Do you need some help, luv?"
"Oh no, ahh...wait for me in the car, would you? Cue up the map to get to his house."
"Yes of course commander. I'll get right on it." She bowed her head and turned away, sneaking peaks of him as she went out of the door. Dib couldn't help but chuckle at her, her eagerness to see him unclothed made him feel giddy. He got dressed and headed out finding Tak in her disguise waiting for him in the car the map on his dashboard already showcasing the first direction he should take. She kept flicking his novelty bobble head, amused by it. He joined her in the car, and they started their drive. The whole way there he could barely concentrate on the road since she was feeling up his leg.
"Tak, please. I'm trying to drive."
"Spoil sport."
He found Keef's house and parked right outside. It was late, so everyone was most likely asleep already. As much as Dib didn't want to disturb Keef's parents at this hour he had to do it. Tak linked her arm with his, pressing herself close to him then got on her tiptoes and kissed his lips quickly. Dib rubbed the back of his neck and blushed yet again. He could get used to this having a girlfriend thing. When they knocked on the door no one answered so they tried again and again until a cranky voice said she was coming. An older woman answered the door, presumably Keef's mother looking sleepy at first but she noticed who it was and started to fuss with her hair and clothing.
"Oh Dib, sir. Such an honor to have you at our doorstep. What can I do for you?"
"Is your son home?"
"Keef? Yeah, he's upstairs in his room. Been crying for days. Had to punish the brat for keeping us up with his crying. I think he's up there crying right now."
"Could we...go talk to him?"
"Oh sure! Come on in. Excuse the mess. If I had known you were coming, I'd have spruced up."
Dib looked around the house not finding any so-called mess but plenty of rustic vintage stuff that smelled like dust and old people. It made his allergies want to act up. He thanked the lady for her time and then went upstairs to find Keef. All they had to do was follow the sounds of crying.
"Whyyyyy Zim why did you have to go?" Keef's voice lamented from outside his door.
"And where exactly is it that Zim went?" Dib asked, having opened the door and finding a distraught Keef whining at the window. His walls were covered with hand drawn and voyeuristic snapped photos of Zim and nothing else. It was downright creepy. Almost like an obsession. He even, unnervingly, had a small shrine dedicated to everything Zim. Keef jumped up from the sound of his voice and turned around to see the people he had been working against, the people who tortured his bestest friend.
"You won't get a word out of me! I'll die protecting his secrets!" Keef cried out, pointing at Dib for no real reason.
"We shall see about that," Tak answered, narrowing her eyes at him with a flash of silver light going across.
"Stay away from me foul harpy! Your silly mind tricks don't work on me! Zim removed my real eyeballs a long time ago and replaced them with even better ones. Isn't he great?"
"...I am beyond creeped out right now..." Dib confessed with a shudder and an eye twitch. "Look Keef, Zim is a criminal and you are defending him. That would make you an accomplice to his crimes if you kept him safe. If you just tell me where he took Gaz, I'll let you go with no charges."
"Cuff me! Drag me to the jail cells right now!" Keef held out his hands as he shouted dramatically. "I will rot there for Zim. He has done nothing wrong it's you who are the criminal!"
"Watch your mouth, boy," hissed Tak, defending her now claimed lover.
"Never! I shall never be silenced! ALL HAIL ZIM!"
"You'd really want to protect someone who tried to take over the world and also kidnapped my sister? Don't you understand how serious this is, Keef? Gaz is in trouble...and... I'm worried about her safety...worried about what he is doing or has done to her...Please Keef if you know anything let me know now."
Keef started laughing, almost as crazy as Zim did hearing what Dib thought. Such a fool he was for not seeing their clever plan! How dumb could ya get!? "Poor, stupid little Dib-worm," Keef stated with a chuckle, using that age-old name that Zim had called him, "If you knew the truth you'd die right there. I'd tell you just to see it happen, but I want to see your face when you find out. Oh, it's gunna be good. Zim's going to be so proud of me for not blabbing."
Dib could not wrap his head around the teen. Zim had used him when they were kids, they had never been friends for real, and now it seemed Zim might even be using him again. 'Just a means to an end as everyone Zim met was, including Gaz', Dib thought. He did not want to have that thought sit there and make itself known. The thought that his sister had been intimately used unwillingly by that hideous beast! Dib in his anger shook Keef so hard one of his robotic eyeballs fell out dangling by a chord. "Don't you understand anything?! My sister's life is on the line here! She's the only family I have besides my father and I can't see her get used by him! Why would you defend anyone who could have r...ra...ra... taken advantage of an underaged girl!?"
Keef placed his eye back in his socket, screwing it around until it was in the right direction. He blinked rapidly with the sound of servos moving then went back to "normal".
"You think Zim is a rapist? They say I'm sick in the head! How could you think that about him? Zim is- no no! I won't say a thing!"
"You won't but I will," Came a mysterious voice from the corner of the room. Appearing out of actual darkness and nowhere was a tall boy with dark blue hair matching the description of the missing boy. It was Matthew, fresh from the nightmare world and looked it too. His eyes had a certain darkness, the kind that had seen true horror.
"Traitor!" Keef seethed, about to go over there and dismember him but Tak was holding him back now. "Let me go, verminous woman! I want to bite off his head! You traitor! Traitor!"
"Why are you so willing to sell Zim out but Keef's over here acting like Zim's the next messiah?"
"Payback," He answered simply, his black eyes regarding them with nothing but emptiness. Keef called him a traitor again and again, liquid seeping out of his eyes that were mock tears. Tak had enough of his annoying mouth and silenced him with a quick judo chop to the back of his neck. It would knock him out for a while but not hurt him. Dib looked at Keef on the floor now, one of his eyes still open and the eyelids twitching like a broken animatronic. It was disturbing even for Dib who had witnessed many disturbing things. It was sad in a way too, since his false tears were still going down his face and his mouth stuck open in a silent scream.
"Tell us what you know. All of it."
Mathew smiled menacingly, a bit of black smoke furling out of his mouth. He had picked up quite a bit of dark magic from being in the nightmare world so long and it formed about him gathering at his legs. Even his clothing seemed like it was sewn by the nightmare residents themselves, woven with every bad dream and thought that mankind could have. He now had the power to take Zim on and get revenge on him. Not just him. Gaz too. They were both as good as dead in his book, but he would not tell Dib his intentions to kill Gaz. He just licked his split tongue along his fangs and answered, "Of course. I'll tell you everything you need to know."