Keri: ANOTHER UPDATE /jigs/ yes we love this fic, stfu. Also, if you like our RPs, go to Techno Doofus' page to read out Jerry Springer / Xiaolin Showdown / Invader Zim RP its crazy, foo's
Note: This is our romance chappie.
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Zim grinned when he heard Dib scream, as he dug his spider leg into the human's shoulder.
"How does it feel human? To be defeated and humiliated by the great ZIM!" Zim stopped slashing Dib, "You know you've had this coming for a long time." he said before going back to what he was doing. Dib let out a pained yelp, tears rolling down his face. He wanted to say something in his defense, but knew Zim was right...not that he would ever admit it or anything. He coughed, tasting the blood in his saliva. Zim gave a toothy grin,
"Good to see you are finally learning!" Zim walked around Dib looking him up and down, "You know what Dib-slave?" Dib gave another cough before looking up,
"Wh-what?" he tried to replace the pain in his voice for anger, but failed horribly. Zim stopped pacing,
"You're not as strong as I thought you were. In fact you're weak! All it took was a few slashes and you were already cleaning my boots!" Zim kicked Dib the ribs hard, "Sole defender of the Earth. HA! You're nothing but a weak pathetic smeet." Dib grunted as he was kicked, he rolled onto his back and then hissed with pain. He curled into a ball, which only opened the wounds. He made a noise that sounded half way between a sob and a laugh,
"I-I ca-can remember a t-time where I b-brought you t-to your knees too, Z-Zim." he did that weird laugh again, this time stronger, "Yes, a-and if my re-research is correct, y-you're still a sm-smeet too." Zim glared,
"What are you talking about slave?" Dib made a pained smirk, the tears still rolling down his face. He was glad his back was to Zim or else he'd be kicked because of it,
"I-I mean you're n-not old enough t-to be considered an a-adult Irken. Y-you're still just a ba-baby." Zim growled and yanked Dib by his scythe so he was looking him in the face,
"Look whose talking worm-BABY!" Dib's smirk grew. He gave another bloody cough, not caring whether or not it hit Zim. He half wanted it to.
"STOP SMIRKING!" Zim screeched; he then felt something wet hit his cheek. He gingerly touched it, and knew what it was. A spider leg shot out of Zim's PAK hitting Dib as hard as possible in the ribs. Zim grinned when he heard a satisfying cracking sound. Dib cringed, screaming as he felt a rib break. Tears rolled down his dirty and bloody cheeks. He took a few shaky breaths, giving a sob every now and then.
"A-at least I d-don't resort to..." he gasped for breath, "h-hurting the o-ones I l-love to solve m-my problems."
"Zim loves no one!" Zim said as he threw Dib to the ground roughly, "Love is a waste of time! Haven't you ever heard human? Love is the slowest form of suicide!" Zim started pacing once more, "Love is a complex thing, sure it sounds good to your weak race, but think about it human, does love ever REALLY have a happy ending?" Dib coughed again; this time what came out it was more blood than saliva.
"M-maybe. Maybe you're r-right." he took another shaky breath, "S-sure it s-sucks at the end, but i-it's gr-great at the beginning. Haven't you ever loved or-or wanted to love someone?" he looked up at Zim with large, tear-filled eyes. Zim looked down at the human, noticing the fact that he was coughing more blood. Zim closed his eyes,
"...Perhaps, human." Zim left Dib lying there not looking back as the door slammed behind him.
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Skoodge sat in the kitchen, watching Gir show Iggins how to work some of the machines.
"And dis here's da can-opener. Master says I can't use it after the last time." he pointed to his head which looked like the top had been melted back on; kind of like metal stitches, for the robot had obviously cut the top of his own head off. Iggins stared in awe at Gir only paying attention to half of what the little robot was saying. Skoodge noticed this and spoke up,
"Gir, why don't you let Iggins make dinner tonight?" Iggins nodded still somewhat awed. He moved his shoulder, and hissed in pain as he felt his back ache. He clutched the counter using it for support. He closed his eyes taking a deep breath,
"Are you okay?"
"Y-yeah I'm fine."
"You sure?"
"Yeah" Iggins stopped leaning on the counter, and tried to stand up straight; wincing a little before offering a weak smile. Skoodge sighed,
"I'm sorry." he said. Iggins eyes widened,
"It's not your fault."
"I can't help thinking it is." he folded his arms on the table, laying his head on them and turning away from the boy. Iggins walked over and put his hand on Skoodge's shoulder,
"It's not your fault; honestly, you don't have to feel bad." Skoodge looked up at him with soft, hurt eyes.
"Yes it is my fault. I could've left you on Earth. I shouldn't have talked to you at all. Then at least your death would be quick and painless. Now you have to put up with Zim's sadism."
"I-I'm glad I didn't die with the other humans on Earth…I would've never got to see the stars for real...and I would've never met you." Skoodge smiled weekly,
"Yeah, but you never would've met Zim either." he chuckled under his breath, "Besides, I'm not that great." Iggins looked at him curiously,
"Sure you are!"
"No way, I'm short, ugly, a failure in the academy. Sure I was the first one to conquer a planet in O.I.D. II, but who cares; I mean, if Zim can destroy a planet, anyone can."
"Height isn't everything! And I don't think you're ugly, and I think its a big accomplishment to conquer a WHOLE planet by yourself, and to be the first one at that!" Skoodge's grin widened,
"Thanks. But on my planet, Irk, height IS everything. The taller you are the more important you are, the more power you have, and the smarter everything thinks you are. And now that Zim's taller than me, I'm the shortest Irken alive." he sighed, his smile fading. Iggins frowned,
"Sure you're not as tall as him, but you're a much better person than he is."
"Doesn't matter. You can be the nicest, smartest, funniest, most handsome guy in the universe, but if you're short, you're still lower than dirt."
"Well even if you're not the tallest I still think you're the greatest guy I've ever met!" Iggins felt his cheeks get hotter; was he blushing?
Skoodge smiled from antenna to antenna, feeling his cheeks grow hot as well. He didn't even notice that Iggins was blushing until...
"D'aw! Youz bof changin' colors at each other!" Gir cooed. Iggins eyes widened in surprise making his cheeks blush deeper. Skoodge cleared his throat,
"Gir I think I hear your Master calling you." the little robot ran off yelling something about taquitoes, leaving the two boys alone. Iggins shuffled his feet wondering why complimenting Skoodge made him blush.
'It's no big deal...'
"Um, shall I show you the wash room?"
"Yeah ok." Iggins replied.
As they walked down the hall the passed an open door and saw Dib lying in a puddle of his own blood, flesh, and a bit of muscle tissue. Skoodge ran up to him helped him sit up,
"Dib, Dib are you alright!" Dib groaned, his eyes fluttering open,
"S-Skoodge? Uhg, my back, my head. I feel like I'm gonna die." he gave another raspy cough, adding more blood to the strange concoction on the floor. Iggins looked worriedly as Dib coughed up more blood, disliking Zim more and more.
"Skoodge where's the first AID kit?"
"In my PAK. Here, help Dib sit up while I get it." Iggins nodded wrapping his arm around Dib's shoulder carefully pulling him into a sitting position without hurting him to much. Skoodge rustled in his PAK before pulling out a small white kit with a red Irken symbol on it, although in side the circle of the symbol there was a medical cross. If it hadn't been such a serious situation Iggins would've started asking questions about the symbol, but he remained quiet occasionally looking at Dib feeling worried.
"Dib, can you sit all the way up?" Dib nodded meekly. Iggins watched as he tried to sit, helping him every time he almost fell. Skoodge began to clean the woods on Dib's back, trying to be gentle. He was so wrapped up in his work that he didn't hear the door open. Zim walked in expecting to find Dib unconscious to take him to the medical bay, but was surprised by what he saw,
"SKOODGE!" Zim growled. Skoodge dropped the things he was using to clean Dib. He stood up and saluted,
"S-sir!"
"What are you doing?" Zim asked stepping into the room.
"I-I was taking Ig-my human to the wash room to show him how to use the machines, but I saw Dib here and thought I'd...well, he needed to have his injuries cleaned and well..." Zim raised an eyebrow remaining quiet,
"Hm...you thought? You do remember that the Dib is mine?"
"Y-yes Sir." Zim nodded his head,
"And since he is mine I expect you to mind your own business, and I'll see to the human when I see fit."
"Yes Sir!" Skoodge saluted. He grabbed his First AID kit and Iggins' arm and ran out the door. Once Iggins thought they were out of earshot whispered to Skoodge,
"Why is he being such a...jerk?"
"Shh, he can still hear us from here. I'll tell you later." he continued to run until they were in Skoodge's room. He shut and locked the door and only then did he let out a relieved sigh. Iggins stood next to the door as Skoodge sighed in relief, waiting for him to answer his question. Skoodge looked at Iggins looking at him expectedly. It took him a moment to remember he'd been asked...something.
"Hey, what was the question again?"
"Why didn't Zim let us help Dib; I mean he was obviously hurt."
"He's just, really possessive sometimes. Like with Gir; he can hurt Gir, but no one else can. And Mini-Moose too! Heh, even me." he gave a silly smile, "If you're his, he can beat you, but that also means that he'll beat the shit out of anyone else who tries. Unless, of course, he gives them permission." Iggins wrinkled his nose,
"Wow...that's just...wrong!"
"Actually, I've seen it done on Earth between siblings."
"Well I'm an only child so I wouldn't know, but I've seen it on TV!"
"Do learn everything from TV?" he said jokingly. Iggins not thinking it was a joke answered seriously,
"Yes." Skoodge noticed this,
"It was a joke, sorry if it didn't sound like it, Irkens don't joke much." he scratched the back of his neck. Iggins smiled,
"Oh it was a joke? I really do get everything from TV though." He started laughing. Skoodge smiled before laughing himself. After a few good chuckles he sighed.
"I hope Dib'll be okay." Iggins stopped laughing,
"Yeah...he seems like a nice guy."
MEANWHILE
Dib sat up with some difficulty. As soon as he thought Skoodge and Iggins were out of ear shot he turned to Zim,
"Here to beat me again?" Zim snarled,
"With that smart mouth I should." he walked closer to Dib, "But not now, at least." Once Zim was standing directly in front of Dib, he lifted his chin so he was looking at him directly, "I've thought much about what you said human." Dib took a deep breath, trying to keep him temper in check,
"And...?" he tried not to sound like a smart-ass.
"'Love' is such a disgusting word, but yes I have felt these 'feelings'...they make me feel sick...and-" Zim didn't finish his sentence; instead he placed his lips on Dib's, kissing him gently. Dib's eyes widened, he could feel his insides do a back flip and his heart pounding in his throat. It took him a moment to even realize what was going on. Once he came to his senses he began to kiss back; gentle at first and then with more hunger. Zim responded to Dib's hungry kisses, biting the lower lip until he tasted the human's blood; as Dib gasped Zim took the moment to slip his tongue in Dib's mouth wrapping his tongue around Dib's fleshy one squeezing it tightly. Dib wrapped his hands shakily around Zim's head, uncertain whether Zim would approve or not. Though he didn't give the alien time to respond as he pulled away and gasped for air. Zim snapped back to reality, and glared at Dib,
"This is all your fault!" He said before walking way.
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Skoodge and Iggins were sitting the library of Skoodge's room. There was a roaring fire in-between the two chairs, one of which Skoodge was sitting in. He watched smiling slightly and Iggins warmed his hands up. Iggins didn't notice Skoodge's smile as he warmed his hands humming the mortal combat theme song. Skoodge sighed,
"So you mentioned 'touching'...what kind of 'touching'?" Iggins stopped humming,
"Um...well kind'a weird touching I don't like um...there hands moving around each other or something."
"What do you mean?" Iggins winkled his nose; blushing a little,
"Well um t-they touch each other in well...private places." Skoodge blinked; confused. Irkens didn't touch each other, so he had no idea what the boy meant,
"I don't follow." Iggins blushed deeper and sighed,
"Uh...you know um the places down there." he said waving his hands around trying to get his point across. Skoodge shook his head,
"What 'places'?" Iggins groaned and slapped his forehead,
"You know like um the p-penis..." he grimaced.
"...Why?"
"It's to make babies...and sometimes for f-fun."
"Why would you do something like that to make a smeet!" Iggins looked confused,
"A what?"
"A smeet." Skoodge said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, "An Irken when it's first cracked open."
"Oh I think I get it." Iggins shrugged "That's the way humans have always done it."
"Why don't they come up with a better way?"
"Hm...I don't know, and besides humans hardly have sex for procreation anymore mostly they just do it for fun."
"Why's it so fun?"
"I don't know I've never done it." Skoodge was quiet for a moment, watching the flames lick the logs and the sides of the sides of the fireplace. He watched Iggins' hands turn red, then he'd rub them together only for them to turn red again. He swallowed before,
"Would you like to?"
"W-what!" Iggins felt his heart skip a beat.
"Try your human...well, what ever we were just talking about."
"P-people just don't DO it...well most don't anyway!"
"You said that they do it just for fun, so why wouldn't they?"
"I-I don't know people are confusing!"
"Well why wouldn't you want to do it with me?" Iggins eyes widened,
"It's not you...it's just i don't know- sex is supposed to be something special, especially your first time."
"What so special about it if it's just a bunch of touching?"
"I really, REALLY have no clue."
"Didn't you say something about inter species breeding when we first met?"
"Did I! I don't remember!"
"Yes, yes you did." he leaned closer, resting his arms on his knees. Iggins stayed still, barely moving an inch when he noticed Skoodge leaning closer,
"Um...well I don't remember." he said quietly. Skoodge dropped of his chair and onto his knees, sitting next to him on the ground,
"You know you talk too much if you can't remember what you said less than 24 hours ago. Iggins smiled,
"Lots of people say that!" Skoodge leaned closer, now on his hands and knees,
"I bet they do."
"Um...y-yeah." Iggins muttered leaning slightly back as Skoodge leaned closer. Skoodge's antenna flattened against his head, his eye lids drooping half way. He smiled, begging to paw at Iggins' arm. Iggins squeaked when he felt Skoodge's hand, his face turning beet red as he blushed deeply. Skoodge leaned closer, pulling the human nearer as well. Iggins didn't move as his personal bubble space had been burst.
"Uh...S-Skoodge, what are you d-doing?" Skoodge chuckled playfully,
"That's Master to you. And besides, you said you'd do ANYTHING." He grabbed one of Iggins' hands and began licking and sucking on one of his pale fingers. Iggins closed his eyes sighing in pleasure when he realized what was going to happen. He opened his eyes and tried to pry his hands away, not really wanting for it to be over so quickly. When Skoodge felt Iggins try and pull away, he released the hand,
"Wuz wrong?" he slurred.
"I-I just think we shouldn't be doing this." Iggins muttered.
"Doing what?"
"Um...you know what we're doing now."
"Why not?"
"I don't know." Iggins tried to find a reason, but couldn't really find one a good enough one. Skoodge pushed Iggins onto his back, stoking his collar bone under the maroon vampire piggy shirt,
"You'll have to do better than that. Irkens are trained to suppress these kinds of urges," he bit at Iggins' ear, "but you seem to have awakened them." Iggins couldn't help but moan at the gentle caresses,
"Oh..." he closed his eyes tilting his head so his collar bone showed more skin under the maroon t-shirt. Momentarily forgetting that he wasn't supposed to be enjoying this. Skoodge dragged his sharp claws over Iggins' sides and began to suck on his shoulder, laying kisses along the boy's neck and collar bone. Iggins gasped in pleasure arching his back, writhing and mewling. Skoodge dragged his purple worm-like tongue up his neck and cheek, finally resting his lips on Iggins' own. Iggins eyes snapped open when he felt Skoodge's tongue asking for entrance. Iggins opened his mouth, and felt the serpentine tongue slip in. Skoodge wrapped his tongue around Iggins', running his fingers through his hair. He pressed his hips against Iggins'; slowly beginning to rock, pressing them harder together. Iggins moaned into the kiss, his hips responding to Skoodge's rubbing they're pelvises together. Skoodge pulled out of the kiss, giving a sharp gasping breath. He looked into Iggins' eyes, blushing deeply. This was completely improper. Short Irkens don't do things like this. It was just the Tallests or tallers that made smeets this way. And even so, they didn't sleep with their slaves. Skoodge got up, turning away,
"I'm sorry." he said meekly. Iggins sat up,
"W-why?" he asked panting.
"Irkens of my size do not reproduce like this. I'm not even supposed to know about it." he inhaled deeply, holding it in for a few minutes before releasing it, "It is completely improper to do so, especially with a slave." Iggins looked at Skoodge gently moving his hand so it was caressing Skoodge's cheek,
"Can't you just forget about the rules...for once?"
"Forget my training? everything I've ever known? That's like asking you to forget everything that's ever happened to you before you came with us. Irkens are trained these things after we've been 5 minutes old."
"I'm not asking to forget it forever...just for now." Iggins smiled moving his tongue on Skoodge's lower lip asking for entrance. He was more than happy to let the human in, lying them back down, running his hand across Iggins' stomach. Iggins giggled when he felt Skoodge run his hand on his stomach. he moved his own hands up to Skoodge's antenna just to see what would happen.
(Techno: here I go again
Keri: OH GOD NO)
Skoodge moaned, lowering his head as he began to purr. He gave a shaky breath, clawing at the boy's sides. Iggins grinned before taking one of the long black stocks into his mouth while stroking the other one. Skoodge pulled away, ripping the antenna from Iggins.
"Too much. Please don't do that. Too much pleasure; it hurts." Iggins gave him an apologetic kiss.
"Sorry," he ran his hands down Skoodge's sides. He smiled, biting his ear. He stripped Iggins' shirt off and threw it to the side. An antenna quirked as he saw the erect nubs. He pinched one curiously. Iggins squeaked arching his back as he felt the sensitive bud get pinched. Skoodge removed the rest of Iggins' clothing, then his own. Iggins gasped when he felt the cold air hit his erect member. Skoodge questioningly grabbed the penis, giving it a slight tug. Iggins tried not to dig his nails into Skoodge's skin, but he let out a yelp. Skoodge looked at him,
"What?"
"N-not so h-hard." Iggins panted. Skoodge nodded,
"What do we do now?" Iggins bit his lip,
"Well I guess you do this…" he lowered his hands so it was touching Skoodge's erection. He rubbed the tip with his thumb, starting to give Skoodge a hand job. Skoodge gasped,
"Ah! Oh...n-now what?" Then, just to try and experiment, Iggins brought Skoodge's erection next to his so they were rubbing against each other. Skoodge moaned, squeezing them closer together.
"Now what I think you do next is put it in...here." Iggins maneuvered so Skoodge's member so it was positioned right above his entrance. "I think we need s-something to lube it up."
"L-like what? Why can't we just..." he began to slide in slowly. He could feel how dry the opening was and it made it hard to not hurt him. Iggins closed his eyes tightly; it hurt ALOT to put it mildly. He wrapped his arms around Skoodge's neck clenching his jaw as Skoodge lowered himself all the way.
"Sorry, sorry." he mumbled blowing on Iggins' face. He began to thrust slowly, "Just tell me if I'm hurting you and I'll stop." Iggins opened his eyes, once he got used to the thrusts it didn't hurt so bad, and at some point it started to feel good. Iggins let out a low moan of pleasure. Skoodge sped up as he felt himself about to cum, he'd never done this before and didn't know whether or not he should try and stop the presser in his dick. Iggins soon felt his climax about to cum very soon, and he murmured,
"Oh...I-I'm gonna c-cum."
"I-I feel something, and it hurts, b-but feels good. Sh-should I keep going or st-stop?"
"K-keep going, i-it's going to feel good, I think." Skoodge grabbed Iggins' hips, holding them close to his own as he continued to thrust. He let out a load moan as he felt something shoot out of him. Iggins thrust his hips upward as he felt his own climax, and let out a guttural moan. They lay there, panting. Skoodge sat up and pulled out of the human. He looked down and saw that they were in a small puddle of blood. Iggins lay panting on the floor watching Skoodge as he pulled himself out. He sat up and wiped himself clean of blood and cum on his bed sheets, before lying down, motioning for Iggins to come lay next to him. Iggins crawled over ignoring the slight pain in his bottom, knowing it was going to hurt allot in the morning, cuddling close to Skoodge. Skoodge kissed Iggins on the top of the head, pulling the blankets over them. Iggins smiled, closing his eyes, and falling into a dreamless sleep. Skoodge sighed, about to fall asleep when he heard footfalls outside his room. His heart skipped a beat; maybe Zim had heard them.
Zim was busy working on a very important experiment earlier, when he started hearing odd noises coming from upstairs. He turned on the computer monitors, and was disgustingly appalled by what he saw, and he was on his way to go do something about it. Dib was quick to follow Zim as he walked down the halls. He wanted to see what was wrong, but didn't want to chance being beat again. Zim stomped through the halls to Skoodge's room muttering angrily before he went to the door and it slid open for him. What he saw made him grimace in disgust,
"SKOODGE!" he yelled. Skoodge was surprised by the sudden yell. He fell out of bed, but was soon to stand; he saluted, blushing at the fact that he hadn't had time to cover himself before doing so. Zim's eyes narrowed to slits,
"What have you done?"
"U-um, Sir, I don't understand the question." Skoodge said. He knew that that was a lie; he just would rather act as though he hadn't known what he did was wrong, instead of admitting that he knew so. Zim took out his spider legs using them to lift him up off the floor making him look more menacing than usual.
"Don't play dumb with me soldier." Zim hissed. Skoodge gulped but said nothing. Zim's yell had surly woke Iggins, and he'd prefer to take this into another room. As he stood there cowering, Dib watched from the door. Piecing together that Skoodge had slept with Iggins was actually quite easy to do. Iggins truly indeed had woken up, but guessing the situation pretended to stay asleep still fearing Zim's wrath. Zim slowly used his spider legs to move him so he was directly in front of Skoodge.
"Answer me."
"I-I..." he whimpered, his hand still in salute, "I'm n-not sure, Sir." Zim glared,
"Fine be that way..." without warning he lashed out a spider leg grabbing Iggins by the hair and hanging him in the air."If you don't know what I'm talking about maybe this will make you remember." he then moved another spider leg so it was directly in front of Iggins eye, threatening to stab it. Iggins had scram in pain when he was yanked out of the bed, but now he was whimpering in fear.
"No don't!" Skoodge yelled, "Please, sir! D-don't hurt him!" Zim moved the spider-leg even closer to Iggins eye, so it was now barely a fraction of an inch away.
"Then answer me! What did you DO WITH THIS HUMAN SLAVE?"
"I slept with him!" Skoodge whimpered. Dib flinched from the door way. He'd intervene if things got too messy. Zim still had not yet removed the metal appendage away from Iggins' eye.
"And WHY did you do such a traitorous act?"
"Honestly Sir, I don't know!" Skoodge was now holding back tears, "I-I just...I just did! I'm-" he wanted to say 'sorry', but he wasn't, and he knew better than to lie. Zim thought of tearing the humans eye out, but decided he liked messing with Skoodge more.
"Sooo...whose fault was it? Yours or HIS!" he shook Iggins slightly, still holding him by the hair, causing Iggins to yell in pain. Skoodge took a shaky breath, he couldn't tell Zim that it had been Iggins' fault; he'd kill the human,
"Mine Sir!" Zim smirked; he was going to play along,
"Well...if it's your fault then I guess I'll have to teach you a lesson, won't I?" Skoodge's Irken-heart skipped a beat. He fell to his knees, now begging with Zim,
"Please don't hurt him! Do whatever you want to me! Just don't hurt him! It'll never happen again I swear on my PAK!" Zim smirked,
"Why should I, Skoodge? It's bad enough you've brought disgrace to the Irken Empire why should I let you keep it? SO YOU CAN FUCK IT MORE?" Zim grimaced as he looked at Iggins, "And what's so special about this human anyway...no physical attraction, brain capacity, personality annoying..." Skoodge shook his head,
"Please Zim, d-don't hurt him, please!" he whimpered, "I don't know why he's so special to me, he just is..." Zim looked down at Skoodge,
"You...have 'feelings' for this thing don't you?" Zim looked shocked, then angry, "IRKENS DON'T HAVE FEELINGS SKOODGE REMEMEBER YOUR TRAINING!"
"I'm trying Sir! I really am! I think my PAK's defective!" Zim started shaking in anger,
"YOU ARE NOT A DEFECTIVE AND NEITHER AM I! WHAT'S DEFECTIVE ARE THESE HIUMANS! THEY MAKE US FEEL THIS WAY! IT'S HORRIBLE, STOOPID, HUMANSSSS!" Skoodge looked up at him,
"I never said anything about you sir. You're not defective, and you could never be." he swallowed.
Yes, good Skoodge, be a kiss-ass. "You're far to amazing, sir."
"I, ZIM, NEVER SAID I WAS DEFECTIVE! HAVE YOU THE BRAAAIN WORMS?" Zim dropped Iggins to the ground, "You get ONE more CHANCE! And if I catch you again, I'll kill him." Zim said walking out of the room. Skoodge sighed.
"Thank you Zim!" he yelled, clinging to Iggins and sobbing, cradling the shaking boy, "I told you. Didn't I tell you we'd get in trouble?" Iggins was to shaken to respond so he nodded his head clutching Skoodge. Skoodge took deep shaky breaths,
"It's okay though, we're okay." he said; although it was hard to tell whether he was trying to reassure Iggins or himself.
"B-but for how long?" Skoodge whispered his voice shaky. Skoodge sighed,
"Forever, we just, can't do this human 'love' and caring' thing." Iggins nodded sadly before getting up to get his clothes that lay scattered near the fire place. Skoodge crawled into his bed and watched the human,
"I think you should stay in your room, just to be safe." Iggins nodded,
"G'night." he said walking out of the room.
- - - -
Dib walked behind Zim, waiting for five minutes to pass be fore he spoke,
"Why did you get so mad at Skoodge?" Zim spoke without turning around,
"That is none of your concern SLAVE." Dib sighed harshly,
"Sorry, Sir." he mumbled bitterly. Zim smirked,
"Good; but if you MUST know, Skoodge did horrible DISGUSTING things with the human."
"Why is what Skoodge did so bad, though?" he pushed nervously. Zim raised an 'eyebrow',
"He-" Zim grimaced in disgust "MATED!"
"I know what he did, but why are you so angry about it?"
"Because IT'S DISGUSTING! And to do it with a slave is disgraceful. If the Tallest ever found out..." Zim shuddered "It wouldn't be pretty."
"But YOU kissed ME." Dib pointed to his forehead, leaning forward. Zim growled,
"You're overstepping your boundaries."
"Sorry," he mumbled, looking away. Zim sighed,
"Uh...how do you humans live with these 'emotions'?" Dib shrugged,
"We're born with them; we don't know what it feels like to do with 'um." Zim narrowed his eyes thinking,
"Hm...and what's the purpose for these emotions?"
"Dunno. It's just part of our genetic makeup. It's part of what's makes a human, human."
"You humans are odd." Zim muttered. Then, without warning, Zim shoved Dib against the wall pressing his lips against Dib's. Dib's eyes widened as Zim forced his tongue through his own pursed lips. All he could do was stand there and allow Zim to do as he pleased or risk getting beat, and he couldn't kiss back for fear of being blamed again. Zim growled when he didn't feel Dib responding to him, and bit the humans tongue. Dib squeaked and curled his tongue around Zim's. He closed his eyes, wrapping his hands around the Irken's head. Zim pressed his hips against Dibs. He stopped kissing the human and looked into Dib's eyes,
"Mine," he muttered before walking away to the lab. Dib looked on at the Irken, then became angry,
"Stop that!" he said fiercely. Zim stopped walking,
"Stop what?"
"Kissing me and fucking with my emotions." he now stood in front of the Irken, "Do you like me or no? Do you wanna sleep with me or no? 'Cause if you do, do it, if you don't then stop. Kissing. Me." Zim raised an eyebrow,
"I don't know; oh and don't EVER order me around human." Zim said flicking Dib on the forehead. Dib momentarily forgot the situation he was in. He flicked Zim back,
"Make me." Zim, oddly enough, didn't get angry. for the first time in his long life Zim felt...happy? No, that wasn't the word...calm? Yes he felt calm.
"Fine" Zim picked the human up bridal style, and carried him down to his own private chambers.
"Agh! Put me down!" Dib said, blushing. He began thrashing about, but not enough to actually make Zim drop him. In some sick, perverted way, he wanted this. As soon as they reached Zim's room Zim threw Dib unceremoniously on the bed.
"There I put you down" he said before jumping on him. "Now human you will know what it is like to truly belong to Zim!"