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She Stoops to Conquer	By : Ignacia Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2921 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Two- Convincing Purple

The sliding door whooshed open, and Purple stepped out of his closet into his room. He had just slipped into his bluish violet pajamas and was ready to sleep. He had been thinking over the situation about Tak for some time now. But he still didn’t know what he wanted. His head was telling him that he was an Almighty Tallest and deserved the best of everything. But his heart was telling him that he would not want to be put in that situation and he shouldn’t force anything on this female. It was all very confusing. He wasn’t supposed to be having these crazy feelings. The pak on his back should have toned down all of his emotions at birth. But they were coming through, loud and strong.

Purple sighed and crept into his bed. He closed his eyes, enjoying the softness and fresh scent of newly washed sheets. It was all so peaceful and heavenly. He knew that an undisturbed sleep was just what he needed to make his decision.

“Hey Purple,” Red called through the door as he knocked.

Purple’s eyes slowly opened and he sighed. He lifted his head up towards the door that connected his room to Red’s. He thought about getting up to answer it, but he just slumped back down into his sheets.

“Purp, can I come in,” Red said, still knocking.

“No,” he called back, settling under his covers once more.

Apparently, that didn’t mean a thing to Red, for he entered without a second thought. “Hey Purp, whatcha doing,” he asked casually with a pleasant smile.

“Sleeping,” Purple groaned, turning over to face away from Red.

“Sounds fun. May I join you,” he asked, sitting down on the bed.

“What? No…,” Purple said lazily, trying to doze off.

Red just smiled. Purple was so cute sometimes, it was hard not to just jump on him.

“I came to see if you had made your decision yet,” Red said, scooting a little closer to Purple.

“What does it matter to you,” Purple said, turning his head on his pillow to look at Red out of the corner of his eye.

“Well, I thought that if you had decided yes already, we could just call for little Miss Tak and do it right here, right now,” Red said with a wide grin, tracing his fingers along Purple’s back.

“You are such a nymphomaniac,” Purple said, his back twitching under Red’s touch.

Red quickly jerked Purple’s shoulder, forcing him to lie on his back, and hopped on top of him, straddling his hips. Purple let out a cry of surprise at Red’s sudden forcefulness.

“I always thought that was a good thing,” Red sneered with a maniacal grin plastered onto his face.

Purple knew exactly what that stare meant. And right now, he wasn’t in a good position to do anything about it.

“N-not tonight, Red. I’m not in the mood,” he said nervously. He may have been forceful as a Tallest, but in bed, he was a coward.

“Purple… it’s the mating year. You are always in the mood. You can’t help it,” Red said smiling, trying to slowly pull the covers off his fellow Tallest.

Purple quickly grabbed at his sheets, trying hard to keep them up. “Red, no, I really…,” Purple began, but Red had hushed his complaints with a passionate kiss.

Purple put his hands on Red’s shoulders and tried to push him away, their lips still locked together. But the sheer weight of Red’s body was too much for him to move using only his upper body strength. He tried kicking his legs around, but nothing was slowing his molester down.

Red, still holding Purple beneath him with the kiss, yanked the covers off and began working at Purple’s pajamas.

Purple was able to break the kiss, but he could only gasp when he felt the cool air on his chest as Red undid the last button on his pajama top. In reality, his body was loving every moment of this, fulfilling all his mating year tingles. But his mind was trying to fight it with every fiber of his being.

Red sat up and removed his robe slowly, making sure Purple was watching every moment. He let it slide off his shoulders, revealing his bare chest and everything else below.

Purple wanted to look away, but he couldn’t take his eyes off that delicious body. He began to tingle all over, his special spot getting warm and wet.

“See Purple, you love this much more then you let on,” Red teased. His hands found Purp’s pajama bottoms. He grabbed the top with both hands and pulled them down slowly, while Purple could only watch helplessly as he was undressed.

Red looked down at Purp’s special spot. There was no sign of his male reproductive organ; so apparently, Purp had already made himself subservient to Red.

“Mmmm, I am going to make you sing the high notes tonight,” Red said, letting a finger wonder into Purple’s wet place. This, in turn, mustered a high pitch squeal from Purple.

“Oh, I love it when you do that,” Red said, grinning lustfully.

Purple shut his eyes and whimpered, his chin resting on his chest in reaction to the sensation. Even though he had felt this a number of times before, it was still a shocker every time Red did it.

Red put his other hand underneath Purple’s chin and tilted it up.

“Open your eyes, Purp. You know I’d never hurt you,” he cooed gently.

Purple whimpered a little but opened his eyes slowly. “I know… but sometimes you scare me, Red,” he said, his eyes helpless and afraid.

Red pressed his forehead against Purple’s, nuzzling him affectionately. “I’m sorry, Purp,” he said sweetly, placing a kiss on his partner’s forehead. “I promise, I’ll be gentle,” he said, pulling his finger out of Purple.

Purp sighed as the intruding touch was removed. But it was more a sigh of regret, wanting more of Red’s powerful fondling. He would never admit it, but Red’s assaults were becoming more and more arousing each time.

Red maneuvered his hands underneath Purple’s back, just below the shoulder blades, causing Purp’s chest to elevate slightly. Red then began to place soft kisses all over his partner, around the nipples and the collarbone.

Purple could only sigh, his breath shuddering as it left him. He let his hands move to Red’s antennas, touching and caressing them tenderly as Red worked.

Red smiled when he felt his partner’s hands. Purple was finally imputing to the experience, which meant he was enjoying it. Red loved to make Purple happy. It was that small bit of satisfaction that really made mating much more enjoyable.

I know what will make him really happy, Red thought with a grin.

Red pulled back from Purple’s chest and looked down into his eyes. Purple returned the stare for a moment before letting his eyes wonder down to Red’s nether regions. He looked at the pouch that harbored both Red’s female and male organ as it began to squeeze out a wriggling wormlike appendage. Purple’s breathing became more frantic as his heart raced in a mix of anxiety and anticipation.

Red pressed his forehead against Purple’s once more. “Shhhh, it’s alright,” he hushed his anxious partner, “Just relax.”

Purple swallowed hard and nodded his head.

“You ready,” Red asked.

Purple let out one last big breath and nodded again.

Red smiled and guided his hips carefully into Purple, entering his delicate spot gently. Purple let out a loud gasp and instinctively wrapped his arms around Red’s neck. The feeling always seemed new to him, and he was frequently caught unprepared for the sensation. But Red never minded. In fact, he loved the feeling of Purple clinging to him. He wasn’t sure why, although he had some idea that it fulfilled his masculine cravings to feel like he was protecting someone or claiming them as his own. And he knew Purple was his. That body had never been touched or seen by anyone but himself. And he loved having that bit of knowledge in the back of his head.

Purple whimpered pitifully as he held Red tight. But then, his face grew hot when Red began to thrust back and forth smoothly. The tips of his fingers dug into Red’s back, producing a pleasured moan from his partner. Soon both were panting heavily when Red picked up the pace of his movements.

Purp could only moan and gasp Red’s name breathlessly. He shut his eyes, trying hard to keep himself from going overboard. But Red would have no part of that.

“Open your eyes Purp,” he gasped desperately, “I want to see them in all their glory.”

Such words made Purple’s back twinge in delight and he opened his radiant, violet pools of beauty. He stared into Red’s lovely crimson eyes as the two moved in time together. But neither could stand it any longer.

Purple could feel his climax coming and he arched himself into Red. He came in a flurry of gorgeous sounds of pleasure and satisfaction. It made Red shiver all over as he continued.

But right before he came, he pulled himself out of Purple and released on his partner’s stomach instead, making a beautiful, resonant sound of glee.

Both just panted for a moment, still gazing into each other’s eyes. Red smiled and placed a small kiss on Purple’s lips before turning over to lie beside him on the bed.

Purple just breathed heavily and stared up at the ceiling. He recounted what had just happened in his head, from the moment Red arrived to how they both ended up. He picked up his head and saw the messy stickiness Red had released on his abdomen. His eyes narrowed in thought as to why Red would have copped out at the last moment.

“Red…,” he said softly.

“Hmmm,” Red hummed a response with his hands behind his head on the pillow.

“Umm… why did you pull out,” Purple asked.

“It wouldn’t be fair of me to fertilize your eggs without your permission,” Red said with a smile.

Purple turned his head to look at Red. “Do you really mean that,” he asked, feeling a small amount of joy come over him.

“Certainly, Purple. I respect you far too much to do that to you,” he said with a half-baked grin.

A small, pleasantly surprised smile crept onto Purple’s face. Maybe he’s not the self-serving, disrespectful jerk he makes himself out to be, he thought happily. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to ask Tak to share an intimate moment with us. If he is as tender and gentle as he has been to me with her, maybe we really would be giving her the experience of a lifetime. And I’m sure he’d pull out of her when the time was right. I mean, if I enjoyed it, she should, too.

Purple smiled contently and looked back over to Red. “Thank you for such a wonderful time, Red,” he said, turning onto his belly. “I suppose it would be okay to ask Tak for this in return for a ship.”

Red smiled impishly. “Really? Well, I’m glad we came to an agreement Purp,” he said in mock surprise. “We can tell her in the morning.”

Purple sighed and closed his eyes in contentment. “Alright, night Red.”

“Night Purple…,” Red said, a small, sly smile tracing his lips. Victory…
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