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The human actually looked adorable how he was so nervous in front of her. He showed confidence when speaking of the paranormal and of Zim, but there they were in the privacy of his bedroom where no one was at home that she saw his self-assured nature waver. She found it cute that each time he pushed back that odd part of his hair down it would spring up. She knew she shouldn't of been thinking this way, he was just to be useful for her revenge against Zim and nothing more, but his dislike of Zim and some other traits made her like him a little.

"Do I make you nervous, Dib?" She asked casually as she looked at him sidelong from one side of the bed.

"Well uh, yeah." Scratches the back of his neck. That had to be his nervous tick, she noticed. "The only other girl I had in my room would be my sister and that doesn't count."

Reaching over to touch his hand, she realized it was at least soft. Pleasant even. "Why do I make you nervous?"

Dib looked away as his cheeks turned red. "I never liked anyone before."

"And you like me?"

"Yeah, Tak I do. You are so different. So smart." He said something below his breath that she couldn't even catch.

"What did you say?" She squeezed his hand in gentle encouragement.

Boldly he turned his head to gaze right into her eyes. "Pretty. I think you're pretty."

He had no clue what she truly was underneath, and being an Irken she didn't care about her personal beauty, but it was weird to feel her squeedly spooch jump. "Really?"

"Yeah. I do."

Coming closer to the point their thighs were touching, Tak felt a strong impulse of curiosity when she reached up to touch his hair to find it soft and obviously free of products to keep it like that. Smiling at that, she gazed into his eyes and wondered, what the hell? He was cute, he smelled nice, he was extremely tolerable, and smart, also they both disliked Zim. She leaned into him as he did to her and she felt this very shocking but pleasing sensation when their lips touched. In her whole life she never thought she would think of the word, endearing to reach her life, but this was the case until her lips opened up just enough to find a surprise of his tongue slipping into her mouth. It made her eyes widen in shock, but she gave into him to the point she hoped no one found out.

Opening her eyes up, she could of swore she smelled Dib in the air making her entire body come alive. She begged that he was here. Sitting up in her bed, she was grateful that the asshole wasn't there, but how she wished Dib was.

Body tingling, her spooch just jumping around like crazy, she slipped out of bed and went to the door to find it locked. Hands trembling, she knew she was in full blown heat. If Dib isn't here and she is reacting to a memory, she is going to be bloody fucking pissed.

Going to check on Jack, she made sure he was securely sleeping before she started to pace. She can't feel this way. She can't. Stopping, she looked over to the door to the adjoining room and gritted her teeth hoping to hell he wasn't in there. Taking a deep breath, she crossed the room to open the door up carefully to find it was almost as fully lit as hers. Seeing the door on the other side, she made her way to it to test that one as well.

"Where are you going, little Irken?"

Tak stopped in her footsteps and turned around to face him. It was hard to speak in this state of mind right now so her only recourse was to shut up.

Pressner smiled at her distress. "Walk back over here, my dear." He ordered softly.

Tak didn't want to, but she did, only stopping at least 5 paces away from him. Why was she smelling, Dib so strongly?

"Turn around."

Doing so, she continued to breath in and out knowing he could hear it pretty well. It made her ashamed. Please, Dib where are you? She begged silently as she heard rustling behind her. What is he planning on doing right now? Oh please kill yourself. She begged again.

"Remove that dress of yours."

"No." Tak refused even if her voice sounded so weak from the rampant emotions of what she was currently feeling.

"You have no choice. Remove that dress or I will do it for you." He didn't raise his voice with that order, but it was forceful nonetheless making her cringe.

"Please no." She bowed her head hoping that could at least protect her, but as she felt his hands against the back of her dress about to rip the fabric, she stepped away to nod. Tak's antennas flattened against her head as she felt shame when her fingers shakily undid her buttons. Someone come now to end this humiliation, she begged, but no one came as the last button was undone and she held on to the fabric as it tried to slide down her shoulders.

"Let it drop."

She did as she was told, but folded her arms across her chest as she looked down. Her lips trembled. She still smelled Dib all around her. Closing her eyes to will this nightmare away, her eyes squeezed when she felt his hand run along her spine. It was slow, and she could tell he was being sensual about it even as he reached to the bottom to bring his other hand up to press his thumbs gently into her spine before fanning his hands out to lightly encircle her waist. His breathing was different. It became almost ragged even when he pressed his front against her backside prompting her to whimper and bite her lip.

"Why are you doing this?" She whimpered out as she felt him rubbing himself against her.

Pausing in his action, he moved his hands around her front. With one hand, he slowly moved it up towards her chest to snake it under her folded arms to cup one of her tiny mounds, while the other slowly moved down to the waist band to her underwear to move his hand inside making her beg for him to stop it. Pressner enjoyed having her this close not realizing what an enjoyable scent she really did have on her along with a challenging attitude. Being bold, he pressed his lips against the side of her neck to start suckling her as his finger teased and delved down in her womanhood making him press her closer to him.

"You wanted to stay pure. This isn't pure." Tak reasoned. "You are already tainting yourself."

He admired her reasoning and wanted her to realize something as he felt her get wetter. He wanted to see everything on her. Removing his hand from her breast, he went to her waistband to ease her underwear down just kissing her on the way down.

Tak's eyes opened noticing where the smell was coming from, it was coming from him. Why does he have Dib's smell on him? Did he murder him? No! Please no, she thought in horror as she bravely jumped away to find a half naked male in front of her raising. "What did you do to Dib? Why do you smell like him?"

"He's alive. Don't you worry your pretty little head there." Pressner purred out enjoying the sight in front of him.

"Then why do you smell like him?" Backed up against the wall, she stared him down forgetting about her indecent look at the moment. "I swear if you harmed him."

Narrowing his eyes at her, he sneered. "He is quite a fighter for someone so young, but since I had a time schedule set by my own employer, I needed to act out so I cut him and took some of his essence in me. Don't worry, my dear, he's fine."

Tak was livid as she boldly went to attack him. He harms Dib and thinks he could get away with it, over her dead body. With her claws she slashed out at him cutting a slash against his stupid six pack before punching him hard in the face. "Bastard."

Smiling up at his little fiery prisoner on top of him, he flipped her down on the ground. "Let me remind you of your little ticking time bomb in your body again."

Scent washing over her, she tried to keep her head straight along with knowing that stupid device was still in her making her snarl at him. "Then why are you doing this to me?" She asked indicating her naked body. "Mister, I am proud to be pure."

Studying her once again, he knelt down next to her to run his finger down her body. "Get up now." Standing up again, he watched her get up. "Lay on the bed."

"What? No."

"Do it or else I will do worse to your lover." Pressner clenched his jaw feeling anger claw inside him.

Unhappy about it, she did what she was told now knowing she was being punished for all the shit she caused in her life. "Why me?" She heard him unzip his pants to remove them making her stare more at the ceiling. "You want to lose that purity of yours just to defile me. Why?" Feeling the shift on the bed, she refused to look at him even as he forced her legs apart. "Why?"

Pressner was enjoying what he was seeing way too much as he moved in closer to gently kiss one of those tiny little mounds of hers. They were cute even if they didn't have nipples. He continued paying attention to that body of hers. He wondered when he felt attracted to her. Eyeing the one area that actually daunted him a little, he decided to go for it as he kissed down there making her jump away. Grabbing her firmly and even carefully, he brought her back down to him to run his tongue along her enjoying the best taste of his entire life.

"Never had I wanted someone so badly before." He confessed as he left those sweet confines to kiss up along that stomach of hers till he was level with her face. "No one ever made me feel this desire before."

"I'm taken and I'll never be yours." Her voice was low, but it did have that hint of venom in it.

"Remember what I told you about essences." Positioning himself, for the first time in his life, he entered a female of his choosing.

I'm so sorry, Dib, I tried to fight, Tak swore inside her head as she turned her head away from the horrible face in front of her. I love you.

Gaz's eyes shot open to look up at Dib carrying her. "Dib?"

"Glad your awake. You realize that even though you are normally a light person to carry, it gets disturbing to know how exactly light you truly are for someone who can pack a powerful punch." Dib said with his casual comment as he placed her down gently. "Feeling a bit recharged?"

"Yeah. How are you?"

Examining the larger structure in front of them. "Pissed. Look where we are sis."

This had to be the largest trap they were obviously walking into, Gaz thought. There were no guards outside. The place was void of anyone. What the fuck kind of place is this?

"I know you think it may be a trap, but I'm getting my son and Tak no matter what." Dib stated.

"Oh I'm joining you. Don't you worry about that." Gaz told him as they stepped forward.

"As old as the universe and blah blah blah. Ruled by Matronly with two right hand men at her side by the nick names of Strange and Sane." The Computer droned out.

Those are stupid names, Zim thought.

"Many past broadcasts to past planets, even before the birth of Irk was given mostly by Sane by order of Matronly herself before they destroyed said planets." The Computer went on.

"Please get to the point." Zim urged.

"While there is no records of anyone by the name of Psyllic, it does seem to coincide with hints of what he has given. Meaning, the name of the planet could only be Plegerin. They refer to themselves as Gods. Creators of the Universe." Computer explained.

Squinting one eye at that information, Zim quickly rolled his eyes. "And you thought I had an overly inflated ego." Sighing, he added, "Alright our decoy ship got destroyed so we need a way in to get them out." I want my wife back, he added silently.