Listening to Five Iron Frenzy and rereading this makes for a very awkward mix. Like peanut butter and fish. Fine alone but not together ^,~;;;
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"I'm gonna draw a squirrel today!" Gir announced, happily jumping off the dresser and running to the front door to be let out and taken to skool.
Zim followed him, rubbing at his gritty eyes. He hadn't gotten a wink of sleep. It seemed that every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was Dib lying naked, asking Zim to ravage him, with his moist lips parted and his tongue flickering over them. They had been very vivid dreams and startlingly pleasant. Which was why he had lain awake most of the night, fighting off the arousal and the stomach wrenching pain of conflict.
"We have to hurry or they'll take all the good crayons!" Gir insisted, running in circles to pass time. This only resulted in him running into the door when Zim finally opened it. The robot was apparently fused with rubber, though, as it bounced back and took off running into the street.
"Just a minute, Gir!" Zim turned to close and seal the door behind him.
"Hellooooo, Dib! Are you here to walk Zim to skool?"
Zim turned around, nearly dropping his books. Sure enough, Dib was standing just outside the front lawn, just far enough away for the gnomes to pay him no mind. He looked even worse than he had the day before, Zim noted, cringing as how the other wounds, hidden by his clothing, must have changed since he'd last seen him. His head looked even bigger than normal, too, with one eye swollen shut.
"Morning, Zim.," he said calmly, looking as though no one should have been surprised to see him.
Zim nodded. "Yeah. Same to you." He readjusted his grip on his books and walked to where the other two waited. "You need something or are you just enjoying the view?"
"I wanted to thank you," Dib said, trying to keep his gaze steady with his one good eye. "Thank you for...not...yesterday when I..." He bit his bottom lip, a relieving laugh brought forth to ease his tension. "I wasn't thinking straight...and I wanted to thank you for not...taking advantage of...the situation."
Zim nodded, finding it about as uncomfortable to speak of as Dib did, but doing his best, rather convincingly, to show that it didn't faze him the slightest. "It would have been too easy to have just killed you in such a weakened state."
Dib's cheeks grew warm with embarrassed self-loathing. "Not only that, Zim...."
The Irkin looked down at Gir, not sure he wanted to continue the conversation with the talkative robot at his side. "Gir, I think today you can find your own way to skool, alright?"
Gir saluted, his eyes turning red inside the toddler mouth, and said, "Yes, my Master!" before he turned around and screamed, "I'm runnninnn'!"
Zim shook his head, taking the moment's diversion to think. There were always so many ways to deal with the stink beast and no matter how often he thought about it, each one sounded like a great alternative. He could always rub in Dib's face what a disgusting creature he was for even suggesting Zim might have taken him up on the sexual offer, or go about like he didn't even know what the earth monkey was talking about, or show at least some compassion in light of the human's condition.
"I'm sorry it happened," Dib said in a rush, his head falling to his chest. "There were a million ways for me to have handled that better."
"You went through about five of them," Zim noted, limiting his choices considerably. "I never knew you humans could be so temperamental."
"I said I was sorry!" Dib looked up, his arms snaking across his chest in a defensive manner. "You couldn't understand what was going through my head."
The Irkin shook his head. "Are you still going on about Torque raping you?"
Dib shuddered visibly, looking at the ground once more. "You still don't believe me."
"Why should I? With the way you were acting and our ever-present 'me versus you' relationship, I'd say I've got plenty of grounds to not believe a word you say."
"It doesn't have to be that way."
Dib took a step closer, letting his arms fall to his sides. Gold met endless ruby in a sideways gaze.
"Keep this up and you'll be back here apologizing tomorrow too," Zim walked past, brushing against him with his shoulder purposely.
"I want to help you destroy the Earth, Zim."
Zim paused, looking back over his shoulder at the human's slumped back. "I've had enough of you're trickery for one day, Dib."
"It's not trickery. I want to help you." Dib turned around, leaning heavily against the fence. "I was up all night thinking about it. About what you said. Survival of the fittest and all. Earth is full of worthless beings, Zim. Did you know humans are the only species on this planet who kill each other for sport? And we're supposed to be the sentient ones." He took a step forward, slightly limping. "Evolution messed up. Your species' intervention is the only hope for retribution for this planet."
"You realize they'll just turn it into a galactic nacho stand."
Dib shook his head. "Does it matter? Humans are not fit to rule this planet. They should be stopped."
The Irkin turned around, glaring at the human with disdain. "As much as I agree with you, I won't believe you've suddenly changed your mind. Besides, I do not need your help. As you said, humans are disgusting and disgraceful. You are no exception."
"Then why did you kiss me?"
Zim winced, turning around and grabbing Dib much as he had the night before, his fingers digging painfully into his shoulders. "Do not try to turn things around on me! Anything that happened yesterday was your fault and it was my honor that saved us both from any further complications! The lines between enemy and...whatever else you had in mind...have already been smeared by your actions!"
Dib muttered softly under his breath, the sound completely inaudible.
Zim let him go, pushing him away harder than he'd thought and sending the beaten and bruised human to the concrete sidewalk. "I'm going to skool. I suggest you walk quickly if you don't want to be late."
"I'm not going."
"Then go home!"
"Zim..."
"What do you want from me?!" Zim threw his arms into the air in exasperation. "You want me to kill you, you want me to fuck you, you want me to help you, you want to help me! Make up your mind or leave me alone!"
"If that's the way it has to be..." Dib picking himself off the ground with the help of the fence once more. He wavered on his feet for a few seconds but managed to walk the few steps between Zim and himself without much more of its aid. He stood to his tallest, angling his face until his good eye stared straight through the Irkin and into his soul.
"Fuck me."
Zim blinked, startled and surprised. "You're serious."
"Let me prove I'm on your side now. It's obvious you don't trust what I say, but maybe you'll believe my actions."
"But what about skool?"
"I already told you. I'm not going." Dib leaned forward, his chest pressing against Zim's.
Zim's arms instinctively wrapped around the small body, surprised by how cold he felt despite all the clothing he wore. "You're a disgusting piece of earth filth, Dib, and I'll never believe anything you've said no matter what you do."
"I know you think you won't." He let his head fall, nestling it against the alien warmth. "I also know it's been at least six years since you've gotten laid."
Zim found himself pressing the weak and fragile body against his own. He felt the nibbling and sucking on his neck and collarbone, groaning as he tilted his head to provide better access.
"Face it, Zim. You need this."
The fine thread of control that had held out since the day before and long into the night snapped.
**
They'd gone directly to the bedroom and from there directly to the bed. Pleasure and pain a memonry on the tip of his mind, Dib cuddled up close to Zim, resting his head on his chest with an arm strewn across his warm and sturdy frame. He looked up at him with a calculating gaze.
"You'll never believe me, will you?"
Zim shook his head, closing his eyes and riding the aftermath of their exertion. "No. Why should I? You're just a filthy human." He wrapped his own arm around the small bruised body next to him, giving him a brief squeeze before relaxing into a gentle embrace. "This is really gonna screw with the whole enemy thing."
Dib was too deep in slumber to reply.
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And I'm starting to enjoy this now ^,~ I admit to liking what I omited here in some sick and stwisted way ^,~;;;; If you're feeling brave, you can read the unedited version at
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"I'm gonna draw a squirrel today!" Gir announced, happily jumping off the dresser and running to the front door to be let out and taken to skool.
Zim followed him, rubbing at his gritty eyes. He hadn't gotten a wink of sleep. It seemed that every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was Dib lying naked, asking Zim to ravage him, with his moist lips parted and his tongue flickering over them. They had been very vivid dreams and startlingly pleasant. Which was why he had lain awake most of the night, fighting off the arousal and the stomach wrenching pain of conflict.
"We have to hurry or they'll take all the good crayons!" Gir insisted, running in circles to pass time. This only resulted in him running into the door when Zim finally opened it. The robot was apparently fused with rubber, though, as it bounced back and took off running into the street.
"Just a minute, Gir!" Zim turned to close and seal the door behind him.
"Hellooooo, Dib! Are you here to walk Zim to skool?"
Zim turned around, nearly dropping his books. Sure enough, Dib was standing just outside the front lawn, just far enough away for the gnomes to pay him no mind. He looked even worse than he had the day before, Zim noted, cringing as how the other wounds, hidden by his clothing, must have changed since he'd last seen him. His head looked even bigger than normal, too, with one eye swollen shut.
"Morning, Zim.," he said calmly, looking as though no one should have been surprised to see him.
Zim nodded. "Yeah. Same to you." He readjusted his grip on his books and walked to where the other two waited. "You need something or are you just enjoying the view?"
"I wanted to thank you," Dib said, trying to keep his gaze steady with his one good eye. "Thank you for...not...yesterday when I..." He bit his bottom lip, a relieving laugh brought forth to ease his tension. "I wasn't thinking straight...and I wanted to thank you for not...taking advantage of...the situation."
Zim nodded, finding it about as uncomfortable to speak of as Dib did, but doing his best, rather convincingly, to show that it didn't faze him the slightest. "It would have been too easy to have just killed you in such a weakened state."
Dib's cheeks grew warm with embarrassed self-loathing. "Not only that, Zim...."
The Irkin looked down at Gir, not sure he wanted to continue the conversation with the talkative robot at his side. "Gir, I think today you can find your own way to skool, alright?"
Gir saluted, his eyes turning red inside the toddler mouth, and said, "Yes, my Master!" before he turned around and screamed, "I'm runnninnn'!"
Zim shook his head, taking the moment's diversion to think. There were always so many ways to deal with the stink beast and no matter how often he thought about it, each one sounded like a great alternative. He could always rub in Dib's face what a disgusting creature he was for even suggesting Zim might have taken him up on the sexual offer, or go about like he didn't even know what the earth monkey was talking about, or show at least some compassion in light of the human's condition.
"I'm sorry it happened," Dib said in a rush, his head falling to his chest. "There were a million ways for me to have handled that better."
"You went through about five of them," Zim noted, limiting his choices considerably. "I never knew you humans could be so temperamental."
"I said I was sorry!" Dib looked up, his arms snaking across his chest in a defensive manner. "You couldn't understand what was going through my head."
The Irkin shook his head. "Are you still going on about Torque raping you?"
Dib shuddered visibly, looking at the ground once more. "You still don't believe me."
"Why should I? With the way you were acting and our ever-present 'me versus you' relationship, I'd say I've got plenty of grounds to not believe a word you say."
"It doesn't have to be that way."
Dib took a step closer, letting his arms fall to his sides. Gold met endless ruby in a sideways gaze.
"Keep this up and you'll be back here apologizing tomorrow too," Zim walked past, brushing against him with his shoulder purposely.
"I want to help you destroy the Earth, Zim."
Zim paused, looking back over his shoulder at the human's slumped back. "I've had enough of you're trickery for one day, Dib."
"It's not trickery. I want to help you." Dib turned around, leaning heavily against the fence. "I was up all night thinking about it. About what you said. Survival of the fittest and all. Earth is full of worthless beings, Zim. Did you know humans are the only species on this planet who kill each other for sport? And we're supposed to be the sentient ones." He took a step forward, slightly limping. "Evolution messed up. Your species' intervention is the only hope for retribution for this planet."
"You realize they'll just turn it into a galactic nacho stand."
Dib shook his head. "Does it matter? Humans are not fit to rule this planet. They should be stopped."
The Irkin turned around, glaring at the human with disdain. "As much as I agree with you, I won't believe you've suddenly changed your mind. Besides, I do not need your help. As you said, humans are disgusting and disgraceful. You are no exception."
"Then why did you kiss me?"
Zim winced, turning around and grabbing Dib much as he had the night before, his fingers digging painfully into his shoulders. "Do not try to turn things around on me! Anything that happened yesterday was your fault and it was my honor that saved us both from any further complications! The lines between enemy and...whatever else you had in mind...have already been smeared by your actions!"
Dib muttered softly under his breath, the sound completely inaudible.
Zim let him go, pushing him away harder than he'd thought and sending the beaten and bruised human to the concrete sidewalk. "I'm going to skool. I suggest you walk quickly if you don't want to be late."
"I'm not going."
"Then go home!"
"Zim..."
"What do you want from me?!" Zim threw his arms into the air in exasperation. "You want me to kill you, you want me to fuck you, you want me to help you, you want to help me! Make up your mind or leave me alone!"
"If that's the way it has to be..." Dib picking himself off the ground with the help of the fence once more. He wavered on his feet for a few seconds but managed to walk the few steps between Zim and himself without much more of its aid. He stood to his tallest, angling his face until his good eye stared straight through the Irkin and into his soul.
"Fuck me."
Zim blinked, startled and surprised. "You're serious."
"Let me prove I'm on your side now. It's obvious you don't trust what I say, but maybe you'll believe my actions."
"But what about skool?"
"I already told you. I'm not going." Dib leaned forward, his chest pressing against Zim's.
Zim's arms instinctively wrapped around the small body, surprised by how cold he felt despite all the clothing he wore. "You're a disgusting piece of earth filth, Dib, and I'll never believe anything you've said no matter what you do."
"I know you think you won't." He let his head fall, nestling it against the alien warmth. "I also know it's been at least six years since you've gotten laid."
Zim found himself pressing the weak and fragile body against his own. He felt the nibbling and sucking on his neck and collarbone, groaning as he tilted his head to provide better access.
"Face it, Zim. You need this."
The fine thread of control that had held out since the day before and long into the night snapped.
**
They'd gone directly to the bedroom and from there directly to the bed. Pleasure and pain a memonry on the tip of his mind, Dib cuddled up close to Zim, resting his head on his chest with an arm strewn across his warm and sturdy frame. He looked up at him with a calculating gaze.
"You'll never believe me, will you?"
Zim shook his head, closing his eyes and riding the aftermath of their exertion. "No. Why should I? You're just a filthy human." He wrapped his own arm around the small bruised body next to him, giving him a brief squeeze before relaxing into a gentle embrace. "This is really gonna screw with the whole enemy thing."
Dib was too deep in slumber to reply.
**
And I'm starting to enjoy this now ^,~ I admit to liking what I omited here in some sick and stwisted way ^,~;;;; If you're feeling brave, you can read the unedited version at
