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 |
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Disclaimer: I own nothing otuside of Krill, the Mask, and the plot. Invader zim and all related items, people, and places belong to Jhonen C. Vasquez.
000
Later that night, Dib awoke to the sound of someone knocking on the door.
“Yes?” Dib asked, half asleep, as he curled closer to Iz.
“It’s the doorman.” A voice informed outside. “The manager wants me to tell you that the club is closing. It’s four am. Should I call you two a cab?”
“Sure.” Dib muttered, nuzzling into Iz’s deep brown hair.
“Alright, then. I’ll come back and let you know when it gets here.”
Dib heard footsteps going away from the room. He pulled Iz closer by the waist, feeling the smoothness of Iz’s rear end against his soft shaft. “Iz?” He asked, wondering if the other was awake or not.
“Yea?” Iz wondered sleepily.
“Just making sure you’re up.”
“I am.” Iz cuddled backwards into Dib, making him groan as soft flesh met flaccid organ. “Feel good?”
“You know damn well it did.” Dib chuckled.
“Should I do it again?”
Dib caught Iz’s hip in his hand and stopped him from bucking backwards again. “Not now. The cab’s on the way.”
“Huh? Oh, yeah.” Iz muttered. He turned and faced Dib. “That was fun.” He chuckled, running a hand over Dib’s chest and up to his shoulder.
“That’s a new way to describe it.” Dib laughed. “But yeah, it was.”
Iz kissed him lightly. Dib pulled the other close, feeling their members rubbing against one another. A knock on the door made them separate.
“Yes?” Iz wondered, not breaking eye contact with Dib. It made the raven haired male shiver.
“The cab is here.” The doorman said. “I’ll hold him for you.”
Iz chuckled. “Alright.” He said.
“We better go, then.” Dib said. “Do you have to be home a certain time?”
“Not really.” Iz shook his head. “You?”
“Dad won’t care if I stayed out all night.” Dib chuckled.
“Wanna come back to my place?”
All of the color drained from Dib’s face. Iz was…asking him to come over? “Your place…”
Iz nodded. “That’s not a problem, is it?” All the color that had left Dib’s face found its way to Iz’s. “I knew I shouldn’t have asked. I’m sorry, I…”
“No, it’s fine.” Dib cupped Iz’s cheek in his left hand. “I just didn’t expect it.” He smiled softly. “I’d love to see where you live.” Dib smiled.
“Really?” Iz smiled back. “Cool. Let’s go then.”
Dib nodded with a smirk. “We had better get dressed first. Don’t want to cause a riot out of the people left dancing.” He winked.
“Good idea.” Iz chuckled. “We’d never be allowed in here again.”
Dib laughed. “Yeah.” They both got up and Dib handed Iz his pants and shirt from the floor, before starting to get dressed in his own.
000
The taxi let Zim and Moth off at the former’s home about ten minutes later. Zim had given the cabbie the fare before he had zoomed off at inhuman speeds, probably to answer a dispatch call. Moth stared at Zim’s house while Zim shifted from one foot to the other.
“So…you wanna go in?” He asked.
“Huh?” Moth looked at him. He smiled. “I’d love to.” He was flushing, as was Zim, but the awkwardness seemed to fit.
Zim unlocked the front door with the key he’d made his first day in town. They stepped inside. The blinds had been slightly open and slants of light fell across the carpet. The house was a bit cool, which was probably a good thing. Moth was looking around the living room.
“You have this place all to yourself?” Moth wondered.
“Yup.” Zim nodded. “What do you think?”
“It’s incredible.” Moth smiled. “Kind of like you.”
Zim flushed darker than before, if that were possible. “Oh, thank you.” He said.
Moth smirked. Zim smiled back and took a seat on the couch. “There isn’t a lot to do around here.” He admitted. “But uh…this is it.” He laughed.
“I don’t mind just hanging out.” Moth took a seat next to him.
Zim smiled. This was going better than he’d anticipated. Not that he had anticipated things going badly, but still. He sat down next to Moth on the couch. “So uh…you want something to eat, or drink?” Zim wondered.
“Naw, I’m good.” Moth responded. “So…if you don’t mind me asking…how do you afford this place? I mean, you live alone, right?”
“To be honest, I had a job back home and I made a ton of money from it.” Zim flushed. “I use that. I probably wouldn’t have left home if I hadn’t had the money, really.” He chuckled a bit.
“Oh?” Moth quirked an eyebrow. “And what kind of job would that be?”
“Well…it’s certainly not one that hints to what I can do in bed, that’s for sure.” Zim winked.
Moth flushed. “I hadn’t even considered that.”
“You’re a terrible liar, you know that?” Zim giggled.
“Heh, yeah, I know. My sister tells me that all the time.”
“My brothers say the same thing to me. Normally followed or accompanied by one of them putting me in a headlock and messing up my hair…”
“My sister doesn’t do that, thank god. I’d be so embarrassed if she did.”
“I imagine.”
“I assume your brothers are older than you?”
“Yup. Your sister?”
“Younger.”
“You two get along?”
“Oh, fairly well.” Moth shrugged. “She’s the only one who really knows that I’m gay. Well, I mean, that the real me is gay.” He flushed.
“I get what you mean.” Zim smiled. “And she says…?”
“She’s pretty open to it.” Moth shrugged. “I mean, when I tell her I meet a new guy, she asks me if they’re cute.”
Zim chuckled. “Did you tell her about me?”
“Maybe.” Moth smirked.
“Aw, come on. You’re not going to tell me?” Zim playfully pouted.
Moth leaned forward and captured Zim’s lips in his own. He pulled back after a moment or two.
“Nope.” He winked.
Zim rolled his eyes and giggled. “Whatever.” He said.
“So what about your family?” Moth asked. “Do they know?”
“My whole family knows about me. My brothers don’t seem to care either way.” Zim shrugged. “Mom and dad don’t mind. They just tell me to be careful. Especially dad. He says that older guys can try and take advantage of me.”
“So he just warns you about older men?” Moth wondered. “Younger guys are much hornier.”
“Ain’t that the truth.” Zim looked Moth up and down.
“Hey!”
000
Dib flopped down on his bed a little later in the day. He’d spent most of the day at Iz’s place, until his sister called and said that their dad was on his way home and that he needed to get his ass home too or else. He’d been reluctant to leave Iz’s home, but Iz had understood and said he had plans tomorrow that he needed to get ready for anyway. Dib opened up the newest UFO-zine that had come in the mail and started to flip through it, when his door flew open. Dib stashed the magazine under his pillows and watched his friends walk in.
“What are you guys doing here?” Dib asked.
“Football game in the park. You in?” Torque wondered.
“You want me to go play football with you?”
“Do you think we’re nuts?” Rob laughed. “Naw, we need a ref.”
“Oh, thanks.” Dib rolled his eyes. “I just got home.”
“You did?”
“My dad wanted to show me something at his lab and I stayed with him all night. He brought me home this morning. Ask Gaz, she’ll vouch.”
“We believe you.” Brian rolled his eyes. “Unless you really are lying, there’s no need to be nervous.”
“Yeah, I mean, it’s not like you were at Zim’s house, watching him through the window.”
“I don’t even know where he lives!” Dib sat up quickly.
“Your sister was there for that party yesterday, wasn’t she?”
“So? I didn’t ask for his address.” Dib shook his head. “Why would I go over to his house and stalk him, anyway?”
“Dude, don’t get so flustered.” Torque laughed. “We’re just messing with you.”
“By claiming that I wanna stalk Zim?”
“You do stare at him a lot.” Torque chuckled. “I mean, if you put two and two together…”
“I’m just…trying to figure him out.” Dib shook his head. “He’s…strange.”
“Strange?” Rob wondered.
“He lies, he lies some more, he tells the truth. How do we know he’s not going to lie again? And what does he have to hide that’s so bad that he needs to lie all the time instead of being truthful? And I’m kind of wondering what he got in trouble for with his mom.”
“Nothing he’s gonna tell, man.” Torque shook his head. “I’ve asked him a few times and he refuses to answer me.”
“Hey, I’ve got a question that needs answering.” Rob said. “How come every time we get even close to calling you gay, you freak out?”
“I don’t freak out.”
“Yes you do.” Rob nodded.
“Well…” Dib flushed. “You said the park for the game, right? Let’s get going.”
The others shared a look. “Alright.” Torque said. “Let’s go kick some ass.”
000
Zim flipped through channels on the new TV he had bought with his computer-generated money. Nothing good was on, which was pretty strange considering that it was a weekend. There had to be something else he could do to pass the time when not in school. Well, he considered himself an Invader, since he was infiltrating the planet and whatnot, albeit it was an accident. Anyway, Invaders had SIR Units to be their companions and help them out…maybe he could…hm…
Zim turned the TV off and went to his pile of scrap metal on the bookshelf. He’d looked around town and found bigger sheets by the dumpsters of various places. He had what he needed, though he was short a CPU and some wires. Maybe he could attempt to build a SIR Unit…then again, he wasn’t good with robots, just weapons. Oh well. What was the worst that could happen?
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