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*GLITTERY CLEAR: "feel up"

I noticed his antennae twitching, and that he had a fast heartbeat now. I vaguely wondered if those were connected, but then dismissed it because they had never twitched when we were fighting, and his heart rate had to have gone up then; adrenaline. A curiosity struck me. I reached for an antennae. Zim almost immediately pulled back at the touch.

"NO," he said sternly. A little frustrated, I decided to use his... "misguidance" against him. SNAP! Glittery clear: perfect. I reached again. "N-"

I knew he knew. By his logic he had to let me. I wondered just how sensitive they had to be. I also knew he'd struggle at first, so I moved forward, pinning him to the ground. We were at a slight angle because of his pak.

I reached a third time. This time, he couldn't pull away. I gave a stalk one stroke and was instantly met by a rather loud purr and squirm. They WERE sensitive; really sensitive. But by how much? I gave a few more strokes. Zim's purrs grew louder until they were the loudest thing Dib heard. Then, finally, the sound Dib had hoped for: a moan. Dib didn't stop, still wanting more.

"Nng... Dib..."

Dib grabbed the second stalk, rubbing it up and down, too. Zim sounded amazing. Dib kissed him lightly and then started to trail down his jaw. Zim grabbed his shirt and started squirming under him.

"Nng... the bracelets?"

"Don't need them to show affection," Dib stated. He wondered if Zim would take that the wrong way and think it meant only Dib didn't have to snap them. Dib paused his hand to focus on Zim's neck, starting a hickey.

Zim quickly took the chance to take Dib's hand off his antennae. He was breathing heavily. Dib looked at him and Zim pushed him up by his chest. A blush formed on both their faces.

"They're... too sensitive," was all he could get out. Dib saw the blush against the green skin and crimson eyes and went limp.

"...yeah..."

Zim's blush deepened.

'Oh,' Dib thought. 'It DID feel good... ...too good?'

Dib reached for another bracelet.

*CLEAR AND PINK: Hickey and whatever snapper wants

I heard two snaps. A clear and a pink; not what I had expected, but I could make it work. I showed Zim the bracelets. Zim's eyes narrowed slightly. As I lowered to start on Zim's neck, Zim must've noticed my hand reaching for his antennae again because he abruptly pushed me off him with his spider legs until I was out of reach.

"Hey-"

"No rule saying the action has to be immediate."

"Bu-"

"Leave."

Dib stood, lingering long enough for Gir to glance at him from the kitchen. He opened the base door, broken bracelets in hand.

A few days later Dib finally saw Zim again at school. He had been hiding in the library, scribbling on some blank paper. The library was void of any other student: skool was out in two minutes but students were allowed to stay behind in the library until official closing at eight. But no one except for Dib really used it. The books weren't taken care of and most were falling apart; of not much use.

Dib cautiously walked through the rows of book shelves, moving up behind Zim. Despite his silent approach, Zim's eyes opened fully and he turned to see Dib half an arm's length away. He glared at him icily at first. "What?"

"You're still upset."

"Correct."

"Well," Dib held up the snapped pink bracelet. "Uh, can I make it up to you?"

Zim folded the sheet of paper and stood. "Zim had hoped you forgot."

"Dib dangled the piece of pink gel plastic. "So…" Dib backed into the library shelving aisle. Zim saw no sign of the clear bracelet and took a final survey of the large room before following with a smirk.

When they had reached the back, passing two more shelves of books, Dib pushed Zim against the wall. He started on the hickey, thankfully hearing the purrs eminate from Zim's throat. Dib let one hand drop, slowly reaching for the piece of paper. Zim felt his fingers brush against his and quickly moved the paper holding hand down. Dib pulled back and took the clear bracelet he had snapped out of his back pocket. Zim searched his wrists for clear bracelets; finding none.

"I knew you'd try and use a clear on me so that you could make mine invalid," Dib said. He considered reaching for the antennae, but they were under Zim's wig. Instead he looked to the paper. "Give me that paper, Zim."

"..No." Dib dangled the bracelet. Zim gave him a short glare before relinquishing the sheet of now crumpled paper. As if to try and change Dib's mind he spoke up. "It's nothing important."

Dib ignored the claim and unfolded the paper. It was "Z+D" over and over on the paper, some with hearts around them. Dib looked up at Zim. "I didn't know Irkens doodled coupled initials in hearts like humans do."

"We don't. I saw a female human doing it in one class. A quick session of research told me why," Zim explained. Dib smiled.

"I think it's cute."

"I am not cute!" Zim said defiantly.

"I didn't say you were, I said the doodles were," Dib explained, stuffing them in his coat pocket. "But you are cute."

"I am not!"