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Iz Moth (Uncensored and Complete)	By : PsychoHanyo Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > AU/AR-Alternate Universe-Alternate Reality Views: 3714 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim. All characters, locations, and themes thereof belong to Jhonen Vasquez. I make no money off of this fanfiction.

Chapter List
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PsychoHanyo: hey there everyone and welcome to the next chapter of Iz Moth! This chapter really shows the difference between my 'clean' fanfic version and this more explicit adultfanfic version. Enjoy the smexes!

Disclaimer: I own nothing otuside of Krill, the Mask, and the plot. Invader Zmi and all affiliated characters, places, themes, species, and dieas belong to the great Jhonen C Vasquez

000

Dib pushed open the door to a hotel down the road that openly allowed gay patrons. He and Iz walked to the counter and were greeted by a bubbly blonde. She grinned widely at them.
“Well, hello there, cuties!” She giggled. “How may I help you?”
“Could we get a room for the night?” Dib asked.
“Of course you can, silly! The vacancy sign is lit up after all!” A giggle. “One bed, I presume?”
Dib nodded, flushing a bit.
“How long, hon?”
“Just the night.” Iz answered for Dib.
“Alright.” She typed on the computer. “We have a few rooms. Do you want a certain floor?”
“Uh…no, it doesn’t matter to me.” Dib looked to Iz. “Iz?” He asked.
“The highest you got, please.” Iz responded.
Dib was a bit taken back.
“Ah, you’re in luck!” She giggled. “We have a room on the 45th floor and no one else is on the floor! Would that work for you boys?”
“Perfect.” Dib grinned.
“That will be $160.” She informed.
Dib started to pull out his wallet, but Iz grabbed his wrist. “I got this.” He said.
“You sure?”
Iz nodded. He pulled out a wallet and flipped through bills, counting them softly. He handed the exact change to the woman and they were each given a key.
“There you go, boys.” She giggled. “You can call for room service. Ten bucks a call.”
“Thanks.” Dib grasped Iz’s wrist and yanked him off to the elevator. “You didn’t have to pay.” He said. “It was my idea, after all.”
“No, it’s fine.” Iz waved him off as Dib pressed the button marked with an up arrow. “I came into a large sum of money recently.” He shrugged one shoulder. “I’m happy to treat.”
“Then let me pay for room service.”
Iz shrugged. “If you insist. I mean, I don’t mind…”
“Stop right there.” Dib put a finger on Iz’s lips. “You’re not paying.”
“If you say so.” Iz said, as the elevator dinged to alert them that it was on the ground floor.
The doors slid open and Dib pulled Iz inside. The doors slid shut and Iz pressed the button marked ‘45’. The elevator began its ascent, and Dib pulled Iz close.
“What’s up…?” The clueless look on Iz’s face was adorable.
“What do you think?” Dib pressed his lips to Iz’s.
The other boy froze before wrapping his arms around Dib’s neck. Dib caught Iz’s bottom lip in his teeth, stopping his response. He suckled lightly on the flesh, drawing a moan from him. Iz’s tongue snaked out from between his lips and slid into Dib’s mouth, caressing his own tongue. Dib moaned in response and nibbled on his lip a bit harder. Iz’s left hand wandered and slid down Dib’s back, his fingers pressing lightly into his flesh. Dib pulled his tongue back from Iz’s and slid it into Iz’s mouth instead, running against the bottom of his top teeth. Iz moaned. The elevator dinged, interrupting them. Dib looked at the level number and noticed that it was, thankfully, on 45. Vaguely remembering that no one else was on the floor, he pulled Iz out into the hall and pressed him against the wall. Iz lightly arched against Dib and he pressed his hands to the wall, one on either side of Iz’s head. Dib pressed back and their clothed crotches met. Dib could make out a slight shape underneath Iz’s jeans and felt his own hardness lightly throb. Iz moaned and the sound was music to Dib’s ears. Iz pulled away suddenly.
“We…should go to our room, you know.” he said.
“I know.” Dib placed a kiss on the corner of Iz’s mouth. “But this is quite fun, if I do say so myself.”
Iz chuckled. “Suppose someone comes up here.”
“We’re the only one with a room on this floor.” Dib rolled his eyes. “We should be fine. I doubt the help around here would even notice.”
“I guess you’re right.” Iz mumbled. He hooked his thumbs in the belt loops of Dib’s jeans and pulled him close, locking their lips.
Dib smirked into the kiss and licked along Iz’s bottom lip. Iz moaned and slid his arms around Dib’s back, slipping his hands into his back jeans pockets. Dib put his hands on Iz’s shoulders and lightly squeezed, pulling him closer and hoping he’d get the hint. Apparently Iz did, because he lightly squeezed Dib’s ass. Dib pulled from him. “What room are we?” He asked
Iz looked at his room key. “19.” He said.
Dib nodded and pulled away. Iz’s hands left Dib’s pockets. Dib put an arm around Iz’s shoulders and Iz put one of his around Dib’s waist. He leaned his head against Dib’s shoulder as he walked.
“So…what do you have planned, anyway?” Iz wondered.
“What do you mean?” Dib’s eyes scanned room numbers for 19.
“I mean…why’d you ask me to come here?”
“So we could have some alone time, of course.” Dib chuckled, nuzzling his chin against the top of Iz’s head.
“Yeah…” Iz chuckled. “But what kind of alone time?” He slid his hand back into Dib’s rear jeans pocket.
“Oh, you know.” Dib chuckled. “Some romantic alone time.” He chuckled. “Here’s our room.”
Iz swiped his room key and the light on the door lit green. He pushed the door open. The hotel room wasn’t much special, but the sheets appeared to be satin, or an equivalent.
“Nice room.” Iz whistled.
“You’re telling me.” Dib was pleased to notice that the bed was more twin-sized than anything. They’d have to snuggle against one another in order for them both to fit on it. That was fine with him. He planned on giving Iz one hell of a night, anyway. And from the looks of how things were going, Iz was going to give him a good time as well. Dib watched Iz as he looked around the room, trying to make sense of his surroundings. The other male was quite intoxicating, he had to admit. He’d never met any guy in a bar that fascinated him the way Iz did, and with how things were going, it seemed he never would. Not even people at school were as interesting. Sure, he had friends, but not like Iz. Iz hardly knew him, but Dib felt like he’d known Iz all his life. He wondered if Iz felt the same.
“Well?” Dib wondered.
“Well?” Iz turned back to him.
Dib closed the gap between the two of them and kissed Iz. He pulled back after a few moments. “You know what I mean.”
Iz flushed and pulled Dib close by the waistband. They kissed again and Dib found his hands roaming along Iz’s back. Iz moaned slightly and slid his fingers under Dib’s shirt against the muscles against his stomach. The butterfly touches along his skin made Dib shiver in anticipation. He’d had make-out sessions with other men before, but none had turned him on the way that Iz was now. Dib slid one hand up under Iz’s shirt and rubbed up to his chest, feeling the muscles that defined Iz’s stomach. Dib moved them back until Iz’s knees hit the bed. Iz tumbled backwards onto the mattress, away from Dib, and stared up at him.
“Are you going to join me?” Iz practically purred.
Dib smirked and crawled over Iz, only to have Iz inch himself back to the pillows. Dib followed and leaned down, pressing light kisses along his jaw-line until their lips met. Iz’s tongue snaked along Dib’s bottom lip to ask for entry, to which Dib obliged. Their tongues met in the middle and rubbed sensuously against one another. Dib couldn’t help the throaty moan that escaped his lips. Iz moaned back to him and thrust his hips up in a rolling motion. Dib moaned and rolled down into Iz’s in response, their painfully-hard erections rubbing together. Another moan resounded from Iz’s throat. They pulled apart and Dib slipped Iz’s shirt up over his head, Iz lifting his arms to aid in the removal. They kissed again before Iz slid Dib’s shirt up and over his head. Dib had to admit, the other was very well-muscled for only being 16, if that was his real age. Dib wondered if that gave away any hints to other areas, the thought making his skin flush a light red. Iz chuckled and ran his hand up Dib’s chest to lightly play with a dusty-colored nipple. His fingers oddly felt more like claws than human fingers, but Dib ignored it. The fact that he was horny as hell was probably making him feel everything ten-fold, so the claws were more than likely just fingers. Dib followed Iz’s lead and dusted his fingers across his toned stomach, the lack of pressure making it almost like his fingers weren’t touching the other at all. Either way, Iz moaned and leaned up to capture Dib’s bottom lip between his teeth. Dib pressed Iz down on the pillows and followed him down so his lip wouldn’t tear. Iz’s teeth felt a bit sharper than Dib was used to, now that he thought about it, but once again he called his horniness into play and blamed it on that. Iz’s skin had a light flush to it, a bit darker than the flush on Dib’s skin, so he was either embarrassed or aroused. Maybe his teeth really were this sharp? Naw, that was ridiculous! Dib pulled back lightly and Iz let go of his lip. Dib knew it was swollen, since Iz had been lightly sucking on it just moments before, but it didn’t bother him. He simply leaned down and nibbled on Iz’s bottom lip in response, lightly suckling on it. Iz’s hand switched to Dib’s other nipple as the black haired male worked on his lip. Dib saw Iz’s eyes roll into the back of his head a bit and he smirked, happy he could bring about a reaction of that caliber. Dib’s eyes slid shut and he let his fingers do the walking for him, exploring every nook and cranny between Iz’s ribs and the bumps that made up the taught muscles in his chest. Iz rolled his hips up into Dib’s once more, causing a moan from the male on top of him. Dib rolled his hips down and they found a steady rhythm as Iz’s arms wrapped around Dib’s neck, Dib’s fingers trailing up and across his collarbone, before going back down and brushing against Iz’s nipple. Iz moaned as Dib massaged the tender bud between his fingers. Dib switched to the other nipple once the first was brought to a complete erected state. As he worked his magic on Iz’s nipple, Iz’s nails begun to lightly dig into Dib’s back, adding to Dib’s feeling of claws instead of hands. Dib ignored it once more. Dib pulled back from Iz.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Dib asked, kissing Iz’s forehead.
“I’m sure.” Iz smiled softly and pressed his lips to Dib. “Are you?”
“Of course.” Dib nodded. “I wish we had a couple things, though…”
Iz motioned to the dresser with his head. “Maybe luck is on our side?” He offered.
Dib smirked. Let me see. He leaned over Iz and pulled open the drawer. He found a strip of squares of tin foil that ripped in the middle between them. He smirked and felt around for lubricant, but then felt something warm and went brush against his nipple and moaned. He had to grab the edge of the bed with one hand and the headboard with the other to stop himself from falling on top of Iz in surprise. Iz’s tongue wrapped around his nipple and tugged lightly before Iz lightly gnawed on it with his teeth.
“I-Iz!” Dib moaned out the name of his soon-to-be lover.
Iz pulled back. “Yes?”
“Warn me next time, okay?” Dib bent his neck down and looked under his body to the smirking Iz.
“Sure thing.” Iz said. “Warning.” He licked against Dib’s other nipple.
“Hm…Iz…”
Once Iz let go, Dib rifled through the drawer again. “Aha!” He exclaimed, once his fingers wrapped around a bottle he’d been hoping to find. He pulled it out of the drawer and made sure it wasn’t lotion before nodding. “Pomegranate?”
“Hm?”
“The lubricant I found.” Dib answered. He settled back over Iz, sitting on his calves over the other male, with the lubricant and condom in one hand. “Are you sure you want to go this far? I’m fine with just making out, if that’s all you want.”
“We’re here, aren’t we?”
“We just met.”
Iz rolled his hips up and contacted his erection with Dib’s. Dib moaned. “Don’t tell me that doesn’t feel good.”
“Well, yeah, of course it feels good.” Dib shrugged. “Why wouldn’t it?”
“So why shouldn’t we continue?” Iz tilted his head to the side cutely and slightly licked his bottom lip, before grasping it between his teeth and rolling it out.
Dib shivered from anticipation. “I have no reason.” He leaned forward and kissed Iz on the forehead, depositing the lubricant and condom by the pillow. “Ready?” He asked, going back to where he had been, his hands propping him up over Iz, whose hair was lightly matted to his head from sweat.
“Very.” Iz nodded.
Dib sat back on his calves again, ignoring the slight burn in them, and unclasped Iz’s belt, his fingers trembling and fumbling in anticipation. Iz chuckled and clasped Dib’s hands in his own. “You’re trembling.” He said, bringing one of Dib’s hands to his lips and kissing the knuckles. His tongue snaked out and whipped down Dib’s knuckles.
“Anticipation.” Dib shivered again. “I can’t help it.”
Iz smiled softly. “It’s cute.”
“Are you just saying that because we’re going to…?”
“No.” Iz firmly shook his head once.
Dib chuckled. “I know.” He said. He lightly took his hand back from Iz and went back to work undoing the male’s belt.
Iz reached up softly and slid Dib’s belt out from the hook holding it shut. Dib gave him a playful glare, a bit embarrassed that Iz was able to do it so quickly and easily, but it was taking Dib too long. With an ‘aha’ coming from his lips, Dib slid Iz’s belt open. He pulled on it to get it out of the belt loops still holding it in place, and Iz arched up to aid in removing it from behind him. Iz pulled Dib’s belt from its loops in one fluid motion. Dib chuckled and popped Iz’s jeans’ button out of its hole with one hand before undoing his own. Iz stopped Dib from unzipping himself and slowly slid the zipper down. The careful rip of a zipper coming undone made Dib shiver. He resisted the urge to stop Iz and pull it down himself to release the growing tension in his boxers. Iz left the zipper half-open and lightly pressed his fingers against Dib’s erection. Dib moaned and arched back, momentarily releasing the tension on his calves.
“God, Iz, I…”
“Why do people always call to God during moments of passion? I doubt God really wants to be paying attention to what people are doing in bed, honestly.” Iz sighed and shook his head, fingers still working on Dib’s erection. “I thought my brothers were joking, but apparently not.”
Dib rolled his eyes. “It’s a habit.” He insisted. “Everyone does it, not just in bed. Like ‘oh God, that’s too hot’, or ‘oh, God, that’s disgusting!’ You know what I mean?”
Iz chuckled and nodded. “Rhetorical question, dear.” He said.
“Rhetorical answer.” Dib smirked.
Iz chuckled again. His chuckles turned to gasps of pleasure when Dib cupped his balls and massaged him. Iz’s fingers faltered for a moment before he quickened his pace from earlier. Dib slid Iz’s zipper open and Iz gasped, happy to give his trapped erection more room to breathe, so to speak. He did the same to Dib, realizing he must have been torturing him earlier by only leaving his zipper half-undone. Dib sat away, pulling his fingers away and making Iz’s fingers, consequentially, leave him as well. Dib wiggled his jeans down his hips and watched as Iz arched off the bed and did the same. Once both of their jeans were completely removed, Dib took the two different fabrics and tossed them off the side of the bed to join their discarded shirts. Dib, beside himself, let his eyes drift to the tent forming between Iz’s legs, against his boxers, and smirked. He felt, more than saw, Iz’s eyes on his own erection, but it didn’t cause him to flush. When Dib noticed how large the tent was in Iz’s pants, he smirked. If that was any hint…
Iz raised an eyebrow. “Well…?” he wondered. “We still have boxers on.”
“Yes we do.” Dib hooked his fingers into the waistband of his boxers, but Iz stopped him by grasping his wrists. “Hm?”
“Allow me.” Iz said.
Dib pulled his fingers out from his waistband and Iz let go of his wrists. Instead of replacing Dib’s fingers with his own, Iz pushed himself up into a sitting position.
“Uh…Iz…?” Dib asked, swallowing the lump in his throat. “What are you…?”
Before Dib could even think, Iz was on his knees and had his arms around Dib’s neck again. Dib wrapped his arms around Iz’s waist and started to lay him back down on the bed. Before he could, however, Iz flipped them so he was on top and pulled from Dib, smirking down at him.
“Oh…” Dib hadn’t thought that maybe Iz had wanted to top. He hadn’t said anything earlier, so Dib had just assumed he was okay on the bottom.
Iz didn’t respond and instead kissed the corner of Dib’s mouth, before trailing kisses down Dib’s chin to his neck, where he suckled and nibbled on the flesh between Dib’s neck and shoulder. Dib moaned and arched up, brushing their erections together once again. After a few minutes of torturing Dib’s neck, Iz continued making a trail of kisses downward to his nipples. He snaked his tongue around one nipple and yanked a bit before going and doing the same to the other. His descent downwards started again until he reached Dib’s naval. He looked up to see Dib’s eyes closed, his head back against the pillows and mouth open slightly in a display of passion. When he realized Iz had stopped his ministrations, Dib closed his eyes and looked down, his mouth closing when his and Iz’s eyes met.
“Something wrong?” Dib asked.
“No, no, nothing.” Iz smiled. “I’m just enjoying the show.” He licked around Dib’s naval carefully, as if he didn’t know what one was, before dipping his tongue out of the small dip. His trail continued and he kissed the inside of Dib’s leg, dangerously close to his erection. Dib started to thrust up, but Iz’s hands on his hips stopped him. There were those strange-feeling fingers again. Dib chalked it up to a combination of horniness and anticipation. Iz gripped the hem of Dib’s boxers in his teeth and pulled down, backing down towards the end of the bed. Dib arched up to aid in removing his boxers. Once Iz had them fully removed, he went back up between Dib’s legs and kissed his erection. Dib moaned and looked down at Iz through half-lidded eyes. The head of his penis disappeared between Iz’s soft pink lips and Dib threw his head back, moaning loudly. Iz smirked against Dib’s erection and slid it further into his mouth, running his tongue along the vein on the underside. Obviously, he had a bit more experience than Dib did. He went down completely on Dib’s erection until the tip hit his tonsils. The sensation of Iz deep-throating him while his tongue worked wonders on the underside made Dib’s eyes roll backwards. He gripped the sheets tightly between his fingers.
“I-I-I-Iz!” Dib moaned his name loud and long.
Iz smirked and pulled back until only Dib’s head was in his mouth. He licked the salty precum off the tip before kissing the tip and letting Dib’s erection fall from between his lips, still erect. Dib pulled back a bit from Iz and the other boy sat on his knees.
“Did I do something wrong?” He wondered, head tilting to the side.
“No, it’s just…if you do more, I’m going to cum before we get the chance to…”
“Oh.” Iz smirked.” He moved from between Dib’s legs to the side. He crawled up and lay down on the pillows and kissed Dib hard on the lips, letting the boy taste what had been on his tongue by slipping it through Dib’s slightly parted lips.
Dib moaned at the taste and pulled back from Iz. “You want to top?”
“Hell no.” Iz chuckled. “I’m usually…”
“Oh.” Dib smirked, though he felt more like frowning. How many people had Iz been with before to consider himself to be ‘usually’ on the bottom? He let it slide from his mind as he began licking and sucking a trail down Iz’s body, pausing to kiss both of his nipples and his naval. He pressed his lips to the erection in Iz’s pants and felt it twitch. He smirked and yanked Iz’s boxers down with his teeth, but the process proved to be a bit slow, so he settled with pulling them down the rest of the way, from his knees to off. He kissed Iz’s head and wasted no time in taking the entire length into his mouth. Iz was easily a good 6 inches, something Dib wasn’t exactly used to. He let himself get adjusted before moving his lips against Iz’s base in a kissing motion. His tongue snaked out and down, between Iz’s balls, which made the other male moan loudly. His tongue snaked around the left ball and he sucked hard on Iz’s shaft, making Iz moan his code-name out loudly, before snaking it around the right ball as well. He pulled his tongue back into his mouth and bobbed his head up and down on Iz’s cock.
“Moth…if you…don’t…don’t…”
Dib nodded and pulled away from Iz, after licking the precum from the head. He crawled back over his lover and kissed him, inching his tongue into Iz’s mouth and against his tongue. Dib reached up and grasped the bottle of lubricant. He popped the cap open and squirted a large amount of the liquid into his hand. He rubbed it around his fingers enough and hitched one of Iz’s legs up onto his shoulder. Iz moved his hips sideways a bit and Dib hitched his other leg onto his shoulder. Dib reached down to Iz’s puckered entrance and massaged it a bit with his rounded finger.
“Are you ready for this?”
Iz nodded. “Very.”
Dib leaned down and kissed him, at the same time as he lightly pressed one finger into Iz’s anal cavity. Iz arched up and his muscles constricted around Dib’s finger. Dib moaned, loving the feel of the tight heat.
“You have to relax a bit more, Iz.”
“I’m relaxed, Moth.” Iz countered with a smile. “Go on.”
Dib pushed his finger in lightly to the knuckle. He waited for Iz to nod permission before sliding it out so that only the tip of his finger was inside of Iz. He lightly pushed it back in, before repeating the motion faster.
“Moth!” Iz’s voice startled Dib a moment.
Dib smirked. “Is it too early for me to tell you that I love you?”
“If it’s not too early for me to agree.” Iz said.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
They kissed. Dib slid another finger in alongside the first, making Iz moan once more. After pumping his fingers in and out of the tight heat for a few moments, Dib began to lightly scissor his fingers and he pulled out, only to push them together to go back in. After a few more moments of pants and moans, Dib pressed another finger against Iz’s entrance.
“Can you handle one more…?” Dib asked. “I wanna make sure you’re stretched enough before I…”
“It’s fine.” Iz smirked.
Dib smirked back and pressed a third finger inside. Iz threw his head back and arched up, making their erections come into contact with one another. Dib moaned and arched back, fingers stilling for a moment. He began scissoring them again once he got his bearings back. Once he was sure Iz was stretched enough, he slid one finger out at a time, adding one more thrust before each finger slid out. Iz handed Dib the still-wrapped condom from next to the pillow. Dib ripped it with his teeth and slid the rubber out. He, with a bit of assistance from Iz, slid it over his erection. He poured more lubricant onto his hand and coated his covered cock with it. He positioned himself at Iz’s entrance.
“Are you ready?”
Iz nodded. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” With those words, Dib lightly pushed himself in.
Thankfully, he met little resistance due to his stretching, and he was able to bury himself to the hilt in the tight channel. Dib waited for Iz’s fingernails to dig into his back again before he began pushing in and out of Iz’s entrance. Iz rolled his hips up to meet Dib’s, his cock brushing against Dib’s belly. Soon their hips met thrust for thrust. Dib pressed a bit harder and deeper when they met, touching something inside of Iz that made him throw his head back and moan. Dib himself was seeing stars as he made sure to hit that same spot over and over again.
“Moth…I-I’m…”
Dib nodded. He grabbed Iz’s manhood in his hand and pumped along the shaft. Within a matter of minutes, Iz came, spilling his white-hot seed over Dib’s hand and stomach. Dib came shortly after, filling the condom with his seed. He continued to hump in and out of Iz’s entrance until they were both spent, and he collapsed on top of Iz. They kissed for a few moments before Dib found the strength to push himself up and pull his cock out of the tight hole. Dib slid the condom off and tied the end in a knot before throwing it into the trashcan. He shut the lubricant and put the bottle on the dresser before laying down next to Iz, who curled up against his chest. Dib wrapped his arms around Iz’s waist and kissed the top of his head. “I love you.” He said.
Iz kissed his chest. “I love you, too.”
Dib pulled the covers down under them and then over them. When he settled down, Iz was once again laying on his chest. Exhausted, Dib quickly fell into a deep slumber, Iz following shortly after.
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