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Seeing Red	By : Florville Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 8032 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 12: Crimson Comforts

Red led his co-Tallest into his suite, pulling out some large crimson towels and handing them to him.

“Here, go have a hot bath. I’m gonna talk to the officers on the Control Deck and arrange for the Advisors and Technicians to handle some of our workload for a few days. I’ll be back in an hour.”

Purple nodded quietly, holding the towels tightly against his armoured chest. “Promise?”

Red blinked at Purple, puzzled by the question until he realized that Pur was still nervous about being alone. He smiled. “Okay, I’ll try to make it forty-five minutes, but an hour at the longest, I promise.”

Pur smiled a little. “Thanks, Red.”

Red nodded, turning and leaving the suite, floating down the corridors to the Control Deck.

*

“Set a course for Judgementia. The ex-Invader we’ve imprisoned is highly defective, and he needs to be properly disposed of.”

“Yes, my Tallest.” The Lead Technical Officer saluted Red, communicating the order to his officers as Red spoke with the Advisors.

“We’re not to be disturbed. Purple isn’t feeling up to his regular duties, and I want to watch over him and make sure there’s nothing wrong.”

“Yes, Tallest.” The Advisors nodded.

Red hovered off to run one last errand before returning to his suite.

*

Purple lay back in the tub of hot gel he had run for himself, gazing sadly at the crimson towels his co-Tallest had given him. Red loved him…and he loved Red…so why wasn’t he happy? Sighing, Pur began to wash himself, trying to put his finger on the heavy feeling inside of him.

He looked around Red’s bathroom, his gaze finally falling on the towels again, and the answer suddenly hit him.

Pur didn’t feel worthy of Red’s affection. And why should he? He’d been dirtied…by an Irken of lower rank, no less. He shook his head violently, putting his hands over his earspots as if the accusations in his mind were being shouted at him.

He’d been too naïve, too trusting…and now…he was dirty…stained…incapable of being loved.

“No!” Pur growled, clenching his eyes closed. He shuddered, his voice dropping to a despairing moan. “No…”

There was a soft knock at the bathroom door. “Purple? Are you okay?”

Purple lifted his head, gazing at the door as tears started to sting at his eyes. He shook his head and wrapped his arms around himself, uttering a choked sob. “No.”

Red frowned and punched in the override code for the lock on the bathroom door, walking in and kneeling down beside the tub. Purple looked so miserable…it made him ache inside. “What’s wrong?”

Pur uttered another sob, shaking his head. “I’m broken, Red…”

The words were like a punch in the squeedlyspooch. Red held his breath, then let it out slowly, his antennae lowering. “Oh, Pur…” He reached out and pulled Purple close, holding Pur’s wet body against his own, already having removed his chest plate and gauntlets. “That’s not true.”

“Yes it is…” Purple sniffled, although he didn’t pull away. “I’ll never forget what happened. I can’t stop feeling dirty…I hate it…” He scowled, tears burning down his cheeks. “I hate him, Red. He made me dirty and I hate him for it.” Pur’s voice was a low growl.

Red sighed, stroking Purple’s bare back as the gel started to dampen his under-armour shirt. “You’re not dirty, Pur. All that is in your head. You can’t think like that.”

“I can’t help it.” Purple moaned, closing his eyes and burying his face in Red’s shoulder.

Reaching over, Red picked up a cloth, soaking it in the minty-scented gel and then running it over Purple’s back. He felt his co-Tallest relax slightly, and he kissed the side of Purple’s head, soaking the cloth again and trailing it along Purple’s delicate collarbone.

Purple sighed softly, his eyes drifting closed. For some reason, the silence wasn’t awkward; what Red was doing was far more soothing than anything he possibly could have said. He relaxed against him, purring a little as Red ran the cloth over his skin. It felt so nice…

Red smiled at the first soft purrs, relieved that Purple’s suffering had lessened somewhat. He felt something brush against his cheek, and he tilted his head, smirking when he saw what it was.

“How are your antennae?” He asked softly, nuzzling Purple’s shoulder.

“Better…they don’t hurt any more, unless they catch on something.”

Red nodded, running the cloth over Purple’s shoulder and then grinning.

Purple gasped when he felt Red’s tongue brush against the base of one of his sensitive antennae, and he threw his arms around his co-Tallest, clinging to him tightly and uttering a soft moan.

Red sucked gently on the delicate stalk, dropping the cloth into the tub and running his bare hand along Purple’s skin instead, curling his tongue around Pur’s antenna and letting it slide slowly from between his lips.

Pur whimpered, shivering against him, panting softly. “Come in the bath with me,” he whispered.

Leaning back, Red looked at him uncertainly. “Are you sure?”

Purple nodded, his expression almost pleading.

Feeling his cheeks flush, Red rose to his feet, pulling his under-armour shirt off over his head, blushing even more when he saw Purple watching him. Since when did a horny bastard like himself get shy? He fumbled with the belt on his robe, his heart beating faster. Sure, he’d envisioned getting naked with Purple hundreds of times. He’d even worked himself to release over and over while thinking about it…but now that he was faced with the reality, he was nervous. Climbing into the tub, he sunk down in the hot gel until he was stretched out next to Purple, gazing at him as if he didn’t know what to do; but it only took a moment for his possessive nature to come back to the fore, and he reached out, pulling Purple into his arms and holding him close.

“We have the week off.”

Purple nodded, resting his head against Red’s shoulder and closing his eyes. “Thank Irk. It’s been way too long since we had time off, anyway.”

Red smirked, shaking his head. Sighing contentedly, he stroked Purple’s back, nuzzling the top of his head. He began to suck idly at the base of one antenna, smiling inwardly when Purple moaned and squirmed against him. Lifting his head, he placed one finger under Purple’s chin and tilted his head up, looking into his eyes. He’d always been enchanted by the colour of them. It wasn’t uncommon for Irkens to have purple eyes, but there was something about Pur’s that was profoundly different. At a distance they appeared to be a plain shade of purple, but up close, there were the faintest flecks of dark blue beneath the surface.

The way Red was gazing at him made Purple blush, and he ducked his head, resting his cheek against Red’s chest. “So what are you gonna do with your time off?”

Red smiled, always having found Purple’s awkwardness amusing. “Spend it with you.”

Purple’s head jerked up and he blinked at him. “You…with me? Why?”

Picking up the cloth again, Red trailed it down Purple’s side and over one of his hips. “Because you’re under a lot of stress, and I want to make sure that you’re okay.”

Purple cringed. “I’m fine, Red.”

The crimson Tallest frowned sternly. “Purple…”

“I…I’ll be okay, really. You don’t have to take time off to—” Pur’s protests were cut short when Red leaned down and kissed him. He stiffened for a few seconds, then sighed and relaxed into Red’s embrace, kissing him back, running his fingertips over his co-Tallest’s shoulders. He couldn’t explain why Red took his mind off things so easily…

Red held him close, slipping his tongue into the heat of Purple’s mouth, his fingertips caressing Pur’s soft skin as he ran his hands up his co-Tallest’s back, lifting Purple onto his lap, never breaking their kiss. He finally leaned back, resting against the edge of the tub as he looked up at Purple, smiling fondly. Slipping his hands down into the gel, he twined his fingers with Purple’s, lifting their hands out of the gel and pressing their palms together.

“You’re right…it’ll be nice to have some time off.” He sighed, then held Purple’s hands against his chest, smiling when Purple blushed. “Let the Empire run itself for a few days. I think we both need some rest.”

As Red held his hands against his chest, Purple blushed, feeling the most wonderful warmth wash over him. With a soft sigh, he closed his eyes, his antennae relaxing against his head. Sliding down into the gel, he curled up against his co-Tallest, sighing as he listened to Red’s heart beating.

Red let go of Pur’s hands, wrapping his arms around him and rubbing the nape of Purple’s neck. In one week The Massive would reach Judgementia, where he had arranged a private execution. Until then, he would make sure that the only Irken Purple saw, touched and thought about was Red.

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To Krimzon: LOL I love how sadistic you are.
To Kharn: Thanks for the feedback! Yeah, Purple is pretty sexy when he’s angry…
To Sylver: Indeed! Pur should get pissed off more often! *lurves back*
To BurningSilence: Yes, Meero’s fate shall soon be revealed…*consults crystal ball*
To XxSilentNightRainxX: LOL everyone seems to like it when Meero gets the sheet beat out of him!
To InvaderMonkey: OOOH, great suggestions! *grins and takes notes*
To Haywire_Hakaze: You are a very, very insightful person. Kudos to you. *nods*
To Tamagoakura: LOL you mean you’re not? Man, I’m gonna be lonely in the institution!
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