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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.

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PsychoHanyo: Hey there everyone! Its time for another update of Iz Moth (Uncensored)!
Disclaimer: I own nothing outside of The Mask, Krill, and the plot. Invader Zim and all related characters, places, things, and species belong to Jhonen C Vasquez. I make NO money off of this work of fiction. Enjoy!
000
            Zim sighed as he rang the doorbell to the Membrane household. Zim and Dib hadn’t decided on anything for their date other than a time and to meet at Dib’s house. The door swung open and Professor Membrane stood on the other side.
“Hello?” He looked down at Zim. “Oh, Zim. Come in.” He grabbed Zim by the arm and yanked him inside as he spoke. “To what do I owe this pleasure?”
“Uh…” Zim paused. “Me and Dib are going out.” He said. “Is he here?”
“He’s in his room.” Professor Membrane confirmed. “Want some super toast?”
“Uh…no thank you.”
“Are you sure? Where are you guys going?”
“We have no idea.”
“Eat something then.” Membrane ordered. “Come.” He shut the door and pulled Zim into the kitchen.
“I really don’t think…” Zim tried to argue.
“Nonsense. There’s no need to think here.” He walked briskly to the counter. He picked up the toaster and pressed a button. A slice of toast popped out, already with butter on the top of it.
“Look, Professor, I really appreciate it, but I don’t want any super toast, thank you.” Zim said. “I mean, I already ate, and…”
“You don’t need to be hungry to eat super toast!”
“Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t eating when you’re not hungry not a good idea?”
“Well, if you do it all the time, yes.” Membrane nodded. “But this is a one time deal.” He thrust the super toast to Zim. “Try it. I know you’ll love it.”
“I can’t…”
Membrane, seeming to not know what ‘no’ meant, took Zim’s hand and put the super toast into it. “I insist.”
Zim sighed. He closed his eyes and put the toast by his mouth.
“Zim!” Dib’s voice called.
Zim turned. “Oh, thank God.” He muttered. “Hey.”
“Hey.” Dib smiled. “Put that down. You’re going to spoil your appetite.”
“I…didn’t want to be rude.” Zim said, mouthing ‘thank you’ when Membrane turned.
“You’re going out to eat?” Membrane looked at Zim. “I thought you already ate.”
“I did.” Zim said.
“Dinner afterwards, dad.” Dib rolled his eyes.
“This sounds…like a wonderful idea.” Membrane said. “I’m glad you’re finally getting out of the house to hang with people other then those friends of yours.”
“Dad…” Dib wiped a hand over his face. “Do you remember what I told you about my sexuality?”
“About being gay?”
“Yeah.” Dib nodded in Zim’s direction.
The Irken flushed when Membrane’s eyes landed on him.
“Ah, so this is a date, then?” Membrane said.
Dib nodded.
“Well, run along, then.” Membrane looked at his watch. “Oh! I have to be at the labs in FIFTEEN minutes! We’re almost done with my Santa-Destruction Machine!”
“Santa-Destruction Machine?” Zim repeated.
“Yes, yes, the SDM is a fantastic project, but I must leave! The fate of the world DEPENDS on it!” He pointed to the air and leaped out of the kitchen.
No one spoke until the door shut.
“Dad needs help.” Gaz’s voice informed, as the violet-haired girl plopped down at the kitchen table.
“We’re going out, Gaz.” Dib informed. “Are you going to be okay by yourself?”
Gaz shrugged. “Whatever.”
Dib rolled his eyes. “Come on, Zim, let’s go.”
“See ya later, Gaz.” Zim said.
“Bye.”
Dib held the front door open for Zim and they left. Membrane’s car peeled out of the driveway and down the road.
“I was planning on using that.” Dib muttered.
Zim snickered. “We can walk. It’s nice out.”
“Yeah.” Dib smiled.
“So where are we going?”
Dib took Zim’s hand in his. “Let’s go.” He said. “It’s a surprise.”
000
            Zim looked up at the building Dib had brought him to. It looked like a plain old warehouse, but flashing lights and loud music coming from inside said different. Smoke was curling out from under the door, reflecting the streetlamps into Zim’s eyes. He shielded his gaze and looked at Dib.
“What in the world is this?” He asked.
“Ever been to a rave?” Dib wondered.
“Rave?” Zim raised an eyebrow. “Never heard of one.”
Dib gaped at him. “You’re kidding me.”
Zim shook his head as the door opened and music assaulted his hearing, louder then before. Zim put a hand to his head to cover his antennae and watched as two kids got thrown onto the pavement. A man on the other side of the door glared at them and shut the door behind them. The music quieted down a bit. Both boys stood, brushed themselves off, and cursed at the door.
“You boys going in?” The one on the left asked.
Dib and Zim nodded. “We planned on it.” Dib informed. “Why?”
“Word of advice. When one of the girls in a black miniskirt and white shirt goes by with a tray of drinks, don’t grab her ass.” The one on the left said. He pointed to his shirt, which was spotted with different liquids.
Zim smelled a strong scent from liquor wafting off of the boys. “We’ll keep that in mind.” He confirmed, scrunching up his nose in disgust at the smell.
“Well, have fun then.” The one on the left said. He pulled a couple small items from his pocket and handed it to Dib. “You might need these.”
The other boy took two things from his pocket and handed them to Zim. “Good luck.”
He and his friend stumbled away. Zim watched them go before looking into his hand to see what he was given. A condom and a pacifier?
“Well…forward, aren’t they?”
“Yeah.” Dib nodded. “I don’t think we’ll need these.” He threw the pacifier to the side, but slipped the condom into his back pocket.
Zim flushed and followed his lead. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but aren’t pacifiers for sm…children?” He almost slipped up and said ‘Smeet’. He doubted Dib could hear him well anyway from the music.
“Well, yeah, but…” Dib blinked. “I can’t believe you don’t know.”
“Know what?”
“People who are using E suck on pacifiers so they won’t grind their teeth.”
“E?”
“Ecstasy.”
Zim blinked. What did an extreme state of bliss have to do with anything?
“We wouldn’t use it anyway. It’s dangerous.” Dib said. “Come on, let’s go in.”
Zim followed him in, pondering why ecstasy was dangerous. He had always thought it was a good thing…
000
            About an hour or two later, Zim and Dib had finished touring the warehouse. It wouldn’t have taken so long, but they had stopped to make out against every wall they could, so it took long. And they got lost a few times. Zim blamed Dib for that one. The inside of the warehouse was decorated in the same manner as The Mask was, but there wasn’t a bar counter with bar stools. Zim wondered why. This whole experience was new to him. Was a rave a club for gay couples? Why that ridiculous name? The pacifiers and ecstasy were still the most confusing. Zim followed Dib onto the dance floor. The music was fast paced, as custom for gay bars. At least the ones Zim had been to before, that is. Dib pulled Zim close.
“You know how to dance right?” He whispered across Zim’s ‘ear’.
“Of course, I can dance.” Zim smirked. He turned in Dib’s embrace and swiveled his hips, grinding a bit against his date.
Dib bit back a moan as Zim’s rear-end rubbed against a sensitive spot on him. It was like Zim knew just what to do to drive him wild. How close had Zim gotten to other guys before? Dib didn’t have time to ponder because he felt Zim lean his head back on Dib’s shoulder. Dib looked down to see Zim’s eyes, but they were closed. Dib couldn’t resist temptation. He pressed his lips to Zim’s. The other’s lips felt soft and pliable under his own. Zim sighed in content and wrapped his arms around Dib’s neck. Not moving his head, Zim responded with his lips. Their lips danced together in perfect sync for a moment or two before Dib felt a soft tongue prodding at his lips. Zim’s tongue felt a bit pointy for some reason, but Dib ignored it. He let his lips part a bit and sensed Zim’s tongue slipping in before he even felt it against his own tongue. They fought for dominance for a moment or two before Zim’s tongue returned to its rightful place and they had to part for air. Dib watched Zim’s eyes slowly open. Pale green orbs glared back at him as Zim flashed him a white, toothy grin. “I love you.” Zim said softly.
If not for their close proximity and Dib’s ability to sort-or read lips, he wouldn’t have caught the words. “I love you, too.” He said.
They kissed again, Zim turning in Dib’s arms to face him. Zim wrapped his arms around Dib’s neck and the raven haired male picked him up and spun him in a circle. Dib set Zim back on the ground and smiled at him when they pulled away. “I love you.” Dib nuzzled his cheek against Zim’s forehead.
“You, too.” Zim smiled.
“Hey…uh…” Dib paused. “Tell me if I’m being too forward, but…” Dib pressed against Zim, feeling a bump that matched his own. “Do you want to put those ‘gifts’ to good use?”
Zim smirked. “Sure. To a hotel, I presume?”
Dib smirked back at him. “Gaz went over to Gretchen’s house. Gretchen got a new game system, apparently, and Gaz wants to test it.”
“Yeah?”
“And dad’s at work.”
Zim’s smirk turned into a sly grin. “So…no one’s home.”
Dib chuckled. “Exactly.”
Zim took Dib by the hand and dragged him to the front door. Dib laughed and stumbled over his own feet, following Zim all the way.
000
            Dib and Zim crashed onto Dib’s bed, kissing passionately. Zim wrapped his arms around Dib’s neck and moaned into the kiss. Dib arched down and connected his hips with Zim’s, causing a moan from the human. Being in bed with Iz had nothing on this. Sure, Iz was good, but just a simple kiss from Zim had Dib’s mind going into a sexual overdrive. Zim nibbling on his bottom lip caused another moan to come out of Dib. Dib pulled away slowly.
“I love you, Zim.” He informed, running a hand through Zim’s chestnut hair.
“I love you too, Dib.” Zim responded.
Dib went back in for another kiss, but at the last moment settled for Zim’s jaw. He lightly flicked his tongue across the skin and pressed his lips against it. Dib suckled lightly on the flesh with his teeth, running his tongue along the skin caught between his teeth. Zim arched up against him and contacted their hips. Dib felt a jolt slide through his body as hipbone met hipbone. He pulled away from Zim’s neck, trying to see past the stars clouding his vision.
“Did I hurt you or something?” Zim asked, worry dancing in his eyes when Dib looked at him.
“No, why?”
“You stopped…abruptly.”
“Oh, no, it’s just from pleasure.” Dib laughed, before kissing the corner of Zim’s mouth.
Zim smirked. “Glad you’re enjoying yourself.” He contacted their hips again.
“Zim!” Dib cried out.
Zim snickered. “Yes?”
Dib laughed. “Never mind. Tease.”
“That I am.” Zim licked Dib’s bottom lip. “Very much so, actually.”
“That’s not a surprise.” Dib kissed Zim again to silence him, his fingers undoing the buttons on the other boy’s shirt.
The shirt lay open, exposing Zim’s chest and abs to Dib. Dib smirked and placed kisses down Zim’s neck to his chest, biting on a nipple and rolling it between his teeth.
“Oh…Dib…!” Zim cried out.
Dib pulled back, feeling Zim’s nails digging into his scalp through his hair. “Zim…” He muttered, kissing a trail back up the other’s chest.
Zim’s hands slid down and pulled Dib’s shirt over his head, exposing his chest as well. Zim took a few moments to look over the male he was about to sleep with for the first time. There was something familiar about him, like Zim had seen it before. Zim chalked it up to being in gym with Dib and having lockers close together. He probably did see Dib shirtless before.
Dib pulled Zim’s shirt off of him, letting Zim arch up so he could move it out from under him. Zim licked Dib’s collarbone when the other boy leaned down to move Zim’s shirt. Dib almost collapsed onto the bed, but he held his ground. Zim licked along his collarbone for what felt like eternity before he suckled on the flesh, drawing a long moan from Dib. Dib pulled away and kissed Zim on the forehead.
“I love you.” He muttered. Not waiting for a response, Dib began undoing Zim’s belt.
Zim followed his lead and pulled his belt free of its constraints, tossing it to the floor to meet their shirts. Zim’s belt quickly met the Dib’s. Making quick work of Zim’s zipper, Dib lightly pressed his fingers against the small lump that was forming in his partner’s pants. Zim threw his head back and moaned. Enjoying the reaction, Dib moved his hand from its spot and slid it down Zim’s leg, on the outside of his jeans. Zim toyed with the button on Dib’s pants, trying desperately to free it from its hole. It finally slipped free and Zim let out an, “aha”. Dib snorted with a smile. He’d said that when he’d managed to get Iz’s belt undone. How in the world could he be thinking of Iz at a time like this? It was sick! He should be thinking of Zim, not Iz.
Zim undoing Dib’s pants and partially sliding them off his hips snapped Dib out of his trance and ended his thoughts of Iz. Dib stopped massaging Zim’s leg to pull his pants all the way down and kick them off to the floor.
“A little foreword, aren’t we?” Dib asked.
“Says the guy who agreed to this in the first place.”
Dib paused. “Touché.” He kissed Zim again, returning to his previous action of rubbing the inside of Zim’s leg.
A bit frustrated with the fact that they weren’t going any further, Zim moved his leg from Dib’s touch. Dib pulled from Zim. “I do something wrong?”
“No.” Zim shook his head. “I wish you’d touch somewhere else, though, to be honest.” He arched against Dib to emphasize a point.
Dib grunted, feeling the lump in his boxers hit the one in Zim’s. He pressed against Zim again, springing a moan from the other. Zim ran his hands along Dib’s sides before going to the waistband of his boxers. He fiddled with the elastic before sliding a hand inside to grab Dib’s member. Dib arched again. “Damn…”
Zim chuckled, loving the reaction he was getting from his soon-to-be-lover. He rubbed his hand along Dib’s shaft the best he could, being constricted by the fabric and all. Dib’s fingertips ghosted along Zim’s sides, sending shiver up the Irken’s spine. As Zim writhed beneath his touch, Dib used one hand to pull Zim’s boxers down. A little massaging on the inside of his thigh brought Zim back to the real world. He arched his back against Dib and their pelvises connected. A low guttural sound rumbled from Dib’s throat. Zim chuckled and ground against him once more. The Irken didn’t try to stop the ceaseless mewling coming from his mouth. It wasn’t like him to make noises like that, but for some reason, the fact that they were escaping wasn’t bothering him. Strange. Maybe it was because he was so focused on Dib? Zim ran a hand along the bulge in Dib’s boxers, making the older teen shiver and bite back a moan.
“I love you.” Dib muttered, almost collapsing on Zim for the second time since they’d started.
“I love you, too.” Zim responded with a smile. “So…are we going to just keep professing our love, or are we gonna do it?”
“Doing it.” Dib crawled off of the bed and rifled through his jeans’ pocket. He found the condom the boy had given him at the rave and ripped it open, throwing the pieces of the wrapper on the floor to be retrieved later.
When he got back on the bed, Zim was sitting with his legs crossed. His erecting member twitched when he saw Dib with the condom. Dib flushed at the sight, making Zim flush as well. He started to put it on himself, but Zim grabbed his hand and took the condom from him.
“Lay back.”Zim ordered.
“Uh…” Dib paused. “If I’d known you’d wanted to top...”
“Oh, I don’t.” Zim shook his head, flushing. “I’ve never…been on top before…”
“Oh.” Dib smiled sheepishly and lay back. “Sorry.”
Zim nodded he set the condom down on the bed next to him and leaned over Dib. He gently spread the other’s legs to give himself room. Zim took a deep breath to calm himself before lowering his mouth on his partner’s member without warning.
“Zim!” Dib cried out, feeling the wet cavern engulf his enlarged member. “Warn me, damn!”
Zim nodded, creating a bobbing motion. Dib’s protests faded away and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Zim smirked, enjoying the reaction, and snaked his tongue around Dib’s member, giving it a few licks and a light tug. Dib moaned again and entwined his fingers into Zim’s hair. Zim moaned at the motion, making a vibrating sensation on Dib, who moaned again. Zim came off of him, flicking his tongue against the head of Dib’s member. Dib arched to Zim’s touch. Zim chuckled and grabbed the condom, rolling it down on Dib’s cock.
“All done.” Zim informed.
He sat back and licked his mouth, removing the little bit of precum that had gathered on the tip of Dib’s member and managed to hit his lips. Dib sat up as Zim lay down and crawled over the boy. He pressed a kiss to Zim’s swollen head.
“I love you.” He put one of Zim’s legs on his shoulder and Zim assisted with the other one.
“Let me know if I hurt you, okay?” He asked. “You want me to stretch you first?”
“I think I can take it.” Zim responded.
Not convinced, Dib pressed a finger against Zim’s puckered entrance. He slid in a little bit before stopping. “You okay?” He wondered.
“I’m okay.” Zim said. “I told you, you didn’t need to…”
“Stop.” Dib ordered, shushing Zim with the index finger on his other hand. “I just want to make sure I don’t hurt you.”
“You won’t, I promise.” Zim responded.
Dib cocked an eyebrow and pulled out of his future lover. “Are you sure?”
Zim nodded. “Very.”
Dib sighed and pressed his member against Zim’s entrance. “Tell me the second this hurts and I’ll stop, okay?”
Zim nodded again.
Dib pushed in slowly, noting how Zim bit into his lip and closed his eyes. Was he in pain or enjoying it? “Are you…?”
“I didn’t say I was hurt, did I?” Zim laughed. “Stop worrying, Dib, I’m fine. I can take it.”
Dib nodded and pressed his entire length through the tight channel. Zim moaned and threw his head back. “Dib!” he cried.
Dib stopped when he was completely sheathed inside of Zim. “Say when, okay?”
Zim nodded. A few moment passed, both boy softly panting. Zim sighed. “Okay. Move.”
Dib pulled out a little bit before slamming back into Zim. Zim arched his back as Dib continued pumping in and out of his tiny frame. Dib kneaded the inside of Zim’s left thigh with his left hand, gauging the reaction he got from the other. When Zim didn’t protest, Dib worked his hand closer to Zim’s pelvis. Not noticing a visible reaction, other then Zim’s reactions to Dib’s thrusts, Dib continued until he was fondling the rougher skin of Zim’s balls. Zim moaned and thrust up, making Dib remove his hand. Zim began meeting Dib thrust for thrust. Dib placed his hand around the base of Zim’s dick. He began rubbing up and down it in tandem with his thrusts into Zim’s rear.
“Mm…Dib!” Zim moaned, arching his back up high like a cat. “Damn, Dib…I’m gonna…”
Dib nodded. “I know.” He grunted, feeling Zim clamp down on his member. “Me too.”
Zim took a gulp of air in before arching high into the air and crying out Dib’s name. He came, splattering white cum on Dib’s stomach. Milky white dripped down Zim’s slightly tanned member to land on Dib’s hand. Dib came shortly after, stopping both the thrusts of his hips and the sliding of his hand. Dib caught himself before falling. His hair fell into his eyes, slightly blocking his view of Zim. Zim’s hair was matted down from sweat, but he really didn’t mind the sticky feeling. Zim slowly opened his eyes to see Dib over him, panting with his eyes closed. Zim touched the side of his face and Dib’s eyes snapped open. Zim smiled softly and leaned up. Dib leaned down and their lips met for another kiss.
“I love you.” Dib said, pressing his forehead to Zim’s. He felt himself slowly slipping out of Zim’s body, spent.
“I love you, too.” Zim nuzzled his forehead into Dib’s.
After a few moments of lying there like that, Dib pulled himself out of Zim and took off the condom. Lucky for them, the trash was next to the bed. Dib took a couple tissues from the box and wrapped the condom up before dropping it into the trash. Dib lay down next to Zim.
Zim curled over against the boy. “I love you.” He kissed a pink nipple.
Dib chuckled. “I love you, too.”
Zim pulled up a blanket from the floor, which they’d left there before they’d started, and covered them both up. Dib put his glasses on the table next to him and wrapped his arms around Zim, turning to his side. Before either of them knew it, they were both out.
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