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Paranoia	By : Ik3dA Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2536 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: first of all, thanks for everyone who read it...
next, this was finished around 5 am
and last but not least, the description in this chapter can be a bit tiresome...
anyhow, ENJOY!!

Chapter Two: Urges.

It’d been three days already, and Membrane kept waking up in a messy heap of sweaty limbs and sheets…and hair, if he’d had enough…it was always the same kind of dream, the dream in which the dreadful sensation of having someone watch your every move materializes as an overwhelmingly dark, ghastly shadow, embracing and touching your soul, binding itself to it, and never letting go…its purpose is to control, to possess, and suddenly Membrane felt oh so very raped by the sheer contact with something so primal, and so basic for an ego…

This was nothing like real science, it was too abstract and imperfect…it made him feel warm all over and made something inside him swell with delight…a fire beginning to burn him, if he wasn’t careful, he would be consumed, but…

He liked it, this twisted and possessive need…all for him…he wanted to see what his ashes would turn into…

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Zim was sitting in class as always, it would be long before he could go home and continue with his experiments on the human mind, even if he’d found they were easier during the night, when they were asleep…such a basic need…Irkens had disposed of so long ago…it made them vulnerable…and it was just too perfect that humans had kept it, it made his ‘hunting’ easier…

And there were the suppressed urges and needs, such good levers…they were hidden in the dankest corners of the subconscious, always repressed and tampered by the sick and troublesome consciousness’ moral…and when they were unleashed, they brought oh so much pleasure with them…and no one, could escape from them…not even the man without whom this world falls into chaos…Zim would drive him crazy…he really wanted to make him let go of all he held dear…his precious mind…but the time hadn’t come, just…not yet…

Dib was watching Zim, like always, trying to think of a new way to discover the machinations he had in store this time for Earth’s destruction, but if he’d been able to know what Zim was thinking in that very moment, he wouldn’t have liked it too much…and it kind of puzzled him that the alien didn’t seem to ‘be’ there…he hadn’t even noticed when the bell rang for lunch…and when he finally reacted, the alien had moved involuntarily, in an ‘automated’ fashion and was now sitting…not even poking at the cafeteria’s…’food’…

Zim felt the piercing gaze, and not liking to be disturbed when he was basking in the delightful shine of his ingenious thoughts, he turned sharply to look at the stinking bag of flesh and bone who had dared to sit so disgustingly near him, narrowing his eyes in annoyance…

“What!?”

Dib raised an eyebrow…he was taken a bit aback by the sudden attention from the Irken, but that didn’t stop the words…

“You seem a bit...off…like…VERY distracted…”

Zim stared at him…he resembled HIM too much…damn heredity, damn genes…a pointy finger went to dig itself into Dib’s forehead…poking it repeatedly…

“HA! That’s EXACTLY what Zim wants you to believe Dib-stink!!”

Zim stood and left, he couldn’t bear to be near the human any longer, not with such a strong resemblance…to say that Dib was confused by the alien’s actions would have been an utter understatement…

Apparently, it seemed that if you left the skool without any good reason, no one would notice, the hall monitor seemed to be there more for show than anything else, Zim decided that it was time to go to his base…he would try a new approach…

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Zim was so engrossed in working in a new kind of data transmission interface for his computer that he didn’t notice how soon the night had fallen…he grinned, adjusting the final details of the software…

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Membrane was still in his lab, he didn’t want to go home just yet, he’d gotten a bit used to the sensation of being observed…either that or his mind had just decided to ignore it…there were two reasons why he didn’t want to go to his house just yet, one was that, lately, he’d not been able to complete his projects because of constant interruptions, useless and stupid interruptions of all and every imaginable kind…the other one, the most obvious one, that’s where the dreams had come and where all this had begun…he felt a bit safer inside his lab…to distract himself he returned to testing and mixing some chemicals, and watching the reactions…

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“Software installed and fully functional…what would you like to do now, master??”

Zim’s computer interrupted the silence inside the base…Zim inhaled sharply and exhaled slowly; much like a human would do to relax himself, but that wasn’t his purpose…

His new software had two interesting characteristics, the first one being the user interface in itself, the first option was command-based Zim only had to voice an order and the data will be converted into electrical impulses and actually felt by the receiver, the second option was a pair of virtual reality gloves and a headset, they connected themselves to the cranial and hands nerves, allowing both movement and real-time sensation, the second characteristic was the way it send the data, basically it sent electrical current of variable intensity, that was perceived by the nerves in the skin and interpreted by the brain as an actual ‘touch’…

Zim put on the headset and the pair of gloves came down from the wired ceiling, encasing his hands…

“Computer!! Initiate the simulation…”

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Membrane had gone to something that looked like a little living-room near his private lab, and was now lying down on one of the couches, his goggles long gone and his eyes closed, the lab coat collar was opened, he was beginning to feel a little asphyxiated by it…and he was being very careful, of not falling asleep, listening to everything that went on around him, which was mostly the humming of machines doing stuff, his labs were never completely quiet…

When he was getting completely relaxed, he felt a little breeze wash over him, like if a window had been opened, of course, there were no windows…he ignored it…then he felt something tugging lightly at his hair…he opened his eyes, frowning, he brushed away (or tried to) whatever it was and closing his eyes, tried to relax again…suddenly, Membrane felt knuckles brush very lightly against his cheek, he tensed and hastily closed back the neck of the lab coat, groaning, but then there were fingertips against his lips, the touch was feathery, but it was annoying Membrane, if he was going to be touched, he wanted it to be more tangible…

Teeth dug into Membrane’s neck, hard enough to bruise, making him gasp quietly, a rather thin tongue coming out to lick slowly at the abused skin and he felt the weight of something straddling his waist and grabbing viciously his hips…

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Zim was kneeling, loving the reactions that such simple stimuli generated from the human…even the annoyance; he changed positions, placing himself between Membrane’s thighs, (technology making up for the difference in height) distracting him with his tongue, leaving a wet trail up to his ear and sucking on the lobe very gently, while he opened Membrane’s lab coat completely…

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Membrane felt light-headed and dizzy, he felt everything, the air hitting his heated and pale skin, the teeth that repeatedly nibbled at the sensitive skin of his neck, his head tilting to the side to allow better access as the lips kissed their way down to his throat, and also the claws that dug into his skin and left it reddened, kneading the muscle under it and caressing it afterwards, Membrane wasn’t surprised when he felt his legs were spread slightly, he was too entranced in the feeling altogether…because it felt so good and so real, and it’d been so long…and still, there was nothing there…no one else…

He felt hips rocking against his own, making him gasp so lovely and arch his back to gain at least more friction…he felt the claws dig into his thighs and press him closer against the other body…he moaned...curling up his legs loosely around the other almost tangible body…

A pair of lanky-fingered hands grabbed Membrane’s head and a pair of lips slammed themselves against his own, a hand pulling the scythe-lock and tilting his head back to open his mouth further while the other arm wound possessively around his waist, the serpentine tongue clamming around Membrane’s fleshy one and sucking hard…eventually letting go to caress at the insides…the same possessive need he’d felt before spreading through his being…

After a bit, Membrane realized he needed to breathe, he was gasping, and was nearing his climax…rocking his hips slower but in a more wanton way, his hands grabbing the couch for something resembling control in any way…the aliens’ tongue licking the side of Membrane’s mouth…

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Zim was becoming overwhelmed; he had to stop before he lost the little control he had left of himself, it was supposed to be only an experiment…but the feeling of Membrane’s body trembling and pressed against his own was just fantastic…

Zim slid one hand out of the glove, reaching for the computer’s keyboard and pressing the keys until he hit the one that ended the application and came back to the reality of his base…standing on all fours and panting heavily…

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Membrane was very close, his breathing had become erratic and quick, he could feel the heat pooling at the base of his spine, but as soon as it began it ended…his body knew it was over, but it took a few minutes for his mind to actually understand it…he let out a frustrated moan, covering his face with his hands…real science couldn’t explain any of this and he knew it…

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Zim was sitting now on some kind of platform, his body still tingling with the sensation and the warmth, his voice was husky and low…

“The human body…is such an interesting thing…computer!! Did you gather the data??”

“Yeeaah…”

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