[Pre A/N: i've decided to put similar stories together. This one is ZaDr stuff: from pwp to maybe plot-related stuff?

All of it is with Dib being over 18, but i don't THINK i'll ever do smut with them. (there's enough of that, go elsewhere for that)]

[A/N: watching this damn series for the zillionth time in three months got me like wth is even that. They reference NanoZim, but you don't need to see it. I intend for Dib to be read as a young adult, but you do you i guess. And also that Zim is submissive, bc fight me he is a sub pfffffttt. And no, idk where Gir is again. And the ending sucks. Get used to this same shit in every ZaDr cuddle thing i do, dayum.

TW/CW: ZaDr, intimacy, desperation, teasing, touching, cuddling, kissing, licking, partial nudity (this is writing…), power dynamic?/ds??]

He leans over to the person on the other side of the couch. "Hey Zim, do you remember that one time when you flew a little ship thingy in my organs and stuff??"

He glanced over with his big pupil-less eyes. "Euh… not really? Why, what happened??"

"It was back when you first got here. I think it might have been the first time i took a picture of you without your disguise." Dib pointed at him.

Zim tapped his lip and thought about it. He remembered doing a lot of things to Dib in order to get back pictures that he had taken, but he wasn't too clear on something like that. "Hmm… i don't really know. What'd you do as a response??"

"I got a little bitty mech from my dad to go after you inside my body. Gaz took over the controls, and then i flushed you down the toilet…?"

Zim slapped his forehead. "Oh yeah, i remember that!!! Your filth-body was even more disgusting than your human sewers!!" Dib glared at him. "Hah, those were fun times."

"Yeah, they were." He said it plainly, then raised an eyebrow and leaned a little bit closer. "But you know, i never got a chance to get you back for that."

Zim cautiously turned his head just an inch. "Euuuhh… eh, what do you mean?"

Dib leaned in even more. "Well, you got a chance to get intimately familiar with my body." Zim flinched back into his corner and kept his eyes on Dib's. "But i never had an opportunity to return the favor." He spoke in a low purr.

Zim's antennae twitched and he blushed some. He reeled his limbs to try and protect his core. "Wh-whaaat are you going to do to me, Dib???!"

Dib moved slowly with careful calculation. "Oh, i have an ideaa." He bit his lips and lifted his hands to reach for either side of the little beast. He delicately touched his palm to the side of Zim's head, brushing his cheek with his thumb and feeling the trembles in him. Dib felt much more in his body when he connected his other hand to his hip and when he gently started to pull him closer. "Are you nervous?"

Zim tried to glare. "N-nooo."

Dib brought Zim's body underneath his and gently laid his head on the cushion. He kept his hands on him, not intending to let him go any time soon. He looked him straight in the face with a flirty tint in his eyes. He almost whispered. "You're lyinnng…"

Zim clenched his teeth and shot his vision all over Dib's face. It was always odd when he used Zim's own methods against him like that. He blushed, but his body started to loosen up a tad.

Dib leaned on his elbows and lowered his shoulders. He glinted their parted lips together just barely, and took his time to actually kiss him. It was almost agonizingly long for Zim, but he kind of liked that type of punishment from his partner. They kissed sweetly for a little while: not quite shy, but not as passionately as they typically would. Neither really registered when Zim lifted his arms to hold onto Dib's neck and sides, but he brought him closer nonetheless.

Dib pulled himself up. He glanced Zim up and down and smiled. "So…" He slipped his hand under Zim's tunic just enough to touch his fingertips to his skin. "Where do you want me to start??"

He raised his hand up past his head and skirted the tip of his index and middle fingers just above the base of Zim's antenna. He cupped the side of his face and traced down to touch Zim's bottom lip for only a couple of seconds. "From top to bottom?" He slowly brushed down his chin and on his chest and his belly, giving a bit more pressure the further he went. They locked eyes, "or the other way around…?" He smirked and sneaked his hand underneath his clothes again, this time touching and holding him up to his waist.

Zim was shivering from Dib's hands on him, but that look all but halted him. All he could do was stare in silence.

Dib hummed a chuckle. "Dealer's choice, then." Zim tilted his head a few millimeters in what was understood as a nod, but it helped him watch Dib sit up more and pull his little hands off of him. He held Zim by the wrists, but let go of one of them so that he could take the glove off of his other hand. He pinched the tips of the fingers to tug it, and once it was all the way off he held his hand lovingly. He smiled to match and looked at Zim again. Zim blushed and grinned a bit, always getting a little bit emotional when the skin of his bare hand touched Dib in any way.

He placed the glove on the armrest above Zim's head before moving onto the other one. He repeated the process, but held his hand differently when he was done. He held it the same way that he went back to holding his other wrist when he got the glove out of the way. Zim's brow scrunched up a bit, not knowing what Dib had in mind. He pressed his thumb into the top of Zim's palms to spread his fingers apart and watched as he did so. He glanced his eyes and a little smile to Zim again, who was still confused, before returning his gaze to his hand.

Dib brought it to his face and opened his mouth. He pressed Zim's index finger to his tongue and wrapped his lips around it, humming quietly as he did so. Zim tensed when he felt the wetness, but it didn't hurt him at all. Dib opened his eyes and lustfully watched Zim react to him softly sucking on his finger, moving his head barely along its small length. He kept this up for some long minutes, enjoying the way it felt against his taste buds. Zim's whole face twitched every few seconds, and Dib could sense the hitches in his breathing. He tried to pull his other arm away a bit, but Dib strengthened his hold. Zim shrunk his head back.

Dib slid his finger from his mouth, drinking up the fluid and rubbing it against his tongue once more. He said half-heartedly and half flirtatiously, "is something wrong??" He kissed the tip and tilted their wrists to his chin.

Zim flinched at how cute he found it. "Uhm," he breathed out; "no, there isn't." He brushed his thumb against Dib's, which he had been holding just about the whole time. "Zim is fine."

Dib moved so that his fingers were tangled up with Zim's. He closed one eye, "need more contact???" He pivoted Zim's hand so that he could kiss the back of it.

Zim glanced his eyes away and blushed, trying not to have to beg for it. He made a few little noises without opening his mouth, then made an agreeing hum. Dib huffed a smile. "I thought so." Zim glared. Dib sat up and released his hands, "okay then. Take off your tunic." Zim tensed again, and Dib just smirked at him.

He cocked his head. "I thought you said you wanted more contact." When he got him like this, Dib knew the right ways to act and speak to get Zim to play properly. After a while of building up that part of the relationship, Zim found out that complying was the best way to get the things that he wanted.

But he still got nervous at the request. He thought of a way around this. "Um…" He dodged his vision around. "I dooo…" He blinked and looked up at Dib, trying to be cute enough. "But can you help me???"

Dib made a lightly exasperated face, and Zim grinned at him. Dib rolled his eyes and sighed, "alright, if that's what you want."

He smiled and leaned enough away to let Zim move some. He grasped the edge of his tunic, but before he could lift it much more than an inch, Dib touched his palms to Zim's bare belly. The tension he felt made Dib grin again, and he watched as the two of them revealed the beautiful jade skin. Zim let him do more of the work of getting the fabric away from his body, mostly just following the way that it bunched up against Dib's wrists.

Zim bit his lip as Dib introduced his thumbs to his chest. He wrung them gently around his ribs, then retraced the path he had followed. He met Zim's eyes again. "Well???"

Zim swallowed. He reached his hands to grip the ends of his sleeves and pulled his hands from them. He wriggled the collar and the whole thing over his head and put it by his gloves on the armrest. He laid his hands palm side up next to his head, almost completely submissive to what Dib wanted to do.

He slammed his hands down on top of Zim's, and entwined their fingers again. The initial speed startled him, and he shot his eyes to either of them, but relaxed significantly when he felt the digits wrap around his own. He met Dib's bedroom eyes. He leaned and craned down to the side of Zim's head, and delicately kissed his cheek. He pecked a few times on one side, and sweetly touched his lips to his other cheek as well. He kissed a bit close to Zim's chin, and reeled back enough to look him in the face again. Dib could see the want in his eyes, absolutely loving those kinds of expressions from his little alien.

Dib came to Zim again and the two slowly started to kiss again. They took it easy again for a few moments, but Dib pressed a bit more against Zim, and their tongues coyly introduced themselves to one another. They let only the tips of them embrace, both longing to milk this interaction for as much as they could.

Dib gave more of his tongue to Zim's mouth, taking up a good amount of space. He only did this for a moment, retreating away before Zim could even gasp. He kissed his chin again, and traced down to nuzzle his lips against the soft skin of Zim's neck. He sucked and touched his tongue against it a couple times, teasing and almost threatening to leave a mark there. Dib had other plans in mind, however, and planted some affections closer to Zim's collarbone and shoulders.

He felt Zim breathe against his forehead as he descended. Zim couldn't help but instinctively scrunch up a bit when Dib's lips did touch that place on his neck. Dib tilted his mouth inward and sighed a hot breath against his skin. "Relax…" He kissed and gently ran his tongue against Zim's flesh again. "I'm not going to bite you… right?"

Zim peeped, but breathed to relieve his tension. He eased himself underneath Dib, who kissed his throat once more before getting to his shoulder again. He read Zim's body and kept his word, wanting neither to cause distrust nor have their time together go in that direction of intimacy. They both did have fun when they got like that, but they found that they could enjoy these expressions of passion just as much.

Dib slid one of his hands from Zim's grasp and slowly brushed up his arm, to which Zim sighed, hoping that his exploration would continue. Dib pressed his palm to Zim's chest and barely grazed his digits against his skin, which would have tickled if the whole of the touches didn't ignite him so much. He moved some under him and moaned, raising his hand and tangling his fingers in Dib's hair. He pulled him close and kissed him lovingly everywhere he could.

Dib nuzzled his nose against where he had been kissing and giggled. "Heheheh, you're so greedy!!!" He smiled up at him, and got pelted with little kisses all over his face.

"So???" Zim smirked and pulled him in again. He clawed into Dib's mane and pulled him in more, pecking him all over.

Dib tried to flinch away. "Hahah, Zim!!! Quit it!!" He pushed his face to Zim's and rubbed against it cutely.

The spittle on him got all over Zim, and he grunted and made sounds of frustration. He was the one now getting tiny affections, and he squirmed with his hand still tied up in Dib's hair. "Oh come on, you big baby." Dib kissed him some more. "Be a good little bug for me, won't you??"

Zim got calmer, but he was still trying to move too much for Dib's liking. He pressed Zim's shoulder into the cushion and looked him right in the eyes. He reached up and took an antenna in his fingers and twirled it around his hand next to Zim's head. Zim stopped resisting him, with his big eyes asking to be nice. He wasn't sure where he would have preferred Dib's hand to be on him.

"Be a good little buggy, Zim." He teased him with his sultry expression, but it did get him to surrender again. Dib smiled after a moment, making sure that Zim would behave. He introduced their lips again, this time taking no time to conquer Zim's mouth with his tongue. Zim tried to keep up, but he made needy, desperate moans at the way that Dib was moving inside of him. He gripped his fingers harder into Dib's hand and scalp, and tried to use his submissive body language to get him to touch him again. He whined in that way that let Dib know that he needed to change his approach if he wanted to keep playing how they were.

He pulled their faces from each other enough to keep most of their mouths to themselves, and he returned his hand to Zim's bare chest. They embraced with their lips for a while longer, ending with heavy breathing. They looked at each other as much as they could, and Zim spoke with desperate yearning against Dib's lips. "I love you."

He heartily drank in the taste of Dib's sweet chuckle, melting with it. "I love you, Zim." He kissed his mouth for a little while longer before moving back to marking Zim's collarbone again, without warning. He sighed out, relieved that the pleasure went to his body again so that he could concentrate and not get lost in the endearment.

Dib kissed his skin twice before opening his mouth again. He licked Zim's other shoulder fully, and stopped to suck some near his neck. He moved his hand up and down Zim's chest, intending to start kissing in that area soon. Dib tenderly touched his lips to just under Zim's voice box, which made him gasp and writhe again. He sighed and gave in, but Dib could feel the trembles in his belly from where his hand was. He sucked on his skin again. "Do you like it???"

Zim breathed in and out to gather himself. "Y-yes." He didn't really want to say it, but his desire was stronger than his will at the moment. "Plea-ease touch me." He rubbed his arm against Dib's and ran his claws through his hair.

"With both hands??" He touched what he could with the one.

Zim made a little noise and breathed again. He hummed and nodded his head excitedly. He bit his lip to try to keep his vocalizations quiet before anything happened.

"If you say so, my love bug." Zim loosened his grip on Dib's fingers, and he trailed his digits up his arm again. He shifted his weight to his other side so that he could let it meet up with the hand on Zim's chest after tracing some paths on his skin along the way. Dib pushed himself up to sit on his knees and took a step back to allow his arms to get all over his toy uninterrupted.

Zim almost immediately brought his empty hand to his face, biting his finger now instead of his lip. The new petting felt very nice, and he was right to think that it would feel better when Dib would use his lips on him again. He peeped as soon as he made contact, and feeling Dib touch him all over made his jaw clench and him moan out little thirsty whines. Dib pressed soft, slow kisses everywhere that his hands weren't hovering over.

It was almost painful how beautiful it was for him, but no amount of biting himself could keep Zim quiet right now. He squeaked and shut his eyes tight, unable to keep brushing Dib's hair. Zim dug his claws into the side of his own face and sighed and moaned at everything he was feeling, including his raw emotions. He stuttered out his lover's name when he could, and huffed out confirmations in any language he could grasp onto.

Dib smiled at his reaction. It wasn't always that he could get Zim so pining and biddable, but it was so fun and delicious when he did. It was such a strong contrast to his usual spiny nature, and being able to melt the former invader with petting like this was almost a power trip for Dib. He chuckled hot breaths on Zim's skin and drank in the different way that it would twitch with his different touches.

Dib rubbed his hands all over Zim's chest and belly, wrapping his fingers around his sides and teasing with his thumbs. He was loving the way that his smooth skin felt on his hands and lips and how it moved with Zim's panting. He licked him up and down: the taste so familiar and sweet that it would be almost calming to him, if it weren't paired with all of the luscious, breathy sounds that Zim was making. "Diiii-iiii-iiibb…"

He particularly liked it when he made Zim croon like that. It was always invigorating to him. He tickled his hands on either side of Zim's hips and blew some air before licking right between them. He grinned somewhat excitedly, "do you want me to go furtheeerr???"

Zim breathed for a few seconds, and touched his hand to Dib's forehead again. "N-no…" He twined a few locks of Dib's hair between his fingers and pet him tenderly. He forced himself to lift his head so that they could lock eyes. He smiled adoringly, "no, Z-Zim is okay without."

Dib licked as he listened and bit his lip. "Are you sure??"

Zim breathed out and spoke calmly. "Yes. I just want this." If he were being more honest, he'd request Dib to kiss him the way he was before.

Dib calmed down and nodded. "If you say so." He kissed Zim's lower belly once more before bringing his hands back up to the rest of his body. He made new paths on his skin in touches and licking and kisses, getting Zim back to his weakened, submissive state.

Dib made his way back up over Zim in less time than it took him to go down. He wasn't too sure what more he could do to torture Zim in this way. He licked him all the way up to his shoulder again and planted himself to suck on his green skin. He felt Zim sigh heavily and wrap his arm onto his back. Dib slipped his hands underneath his little alien and pulled the two of them together. Zim writhed up to press his body into Dib's and held him even closer with his grasp.

Dib giggled and nuzzled his nose into Zim's shoulder. "You're so cute, Space Boy!" Dib sat up with Zim still clinging to him, getting him just about in his lap. When he did get him in his lap, they were nearly face-to-face. They held each other close, brushing their hands over wherever they could reach and relishing the view that they had.

Zim twitched forward, aching to kiss his lover and reciprocate some of the affection that he received. He saw that Dib didn't move, so Zim didn't go through with kissing him at first; but a moment later they met in the middle. To Zim, it felt like his lips were on fire from the touch alone, and he was a bit more eager than Dib expected. He hummed when he felt the thin appendage in his mouth, but he welcomed it as if it had always belonged there.

Zim didn't let up for a good long while, or care that Dib's mouth was probably tired at this point. He kissed with the same burning need that Dib pumped into him: holding him close, tangling up his hair, pressing their bodies together, and moaning desperately the whole time. The behavior made Dib chuckle again, but he preferred Zim express his passion in this cuddly way than in the violent methods he usually took. He caressed Zim in his arms, touching his fingers delicately along his PAK and shoulder blades.

Dib took an opportunity between deep kisses and deep breathing to utter his smug tease. "I think we're even now…"

They kissed a tiny bit between recovering. Zim furrowed his brow, but was almost unable to growl. "You're a monster, Dib-beast." They panted a bit longer. "I gribling love you, so much."

Dib grinned happily and nuzzled their faces together. "I love you, Space Boy." They kissed again, both using the rivalry as an excuse to not give up first.