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The Story of Dib and Zim	By : moonlitwaters Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3877 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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It’s a pity that top!Dib/bottom!Zim is so rarely used in ZADR. Dib is so aggressive and domineering, and Zim is so skittish and naïve. Check out the great psychological torture scene from The Wettening. Drip, Drip, Drip.

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Dib was carefully cataloguing two weeks worth of Zim footage/masturbation material. He wondered why in all that time Zim had not tried to conquer Earth. More, he wondered what was wrong with himself that he was disappointed.

After a great deal of rumination, he decided that self-prognosis would have to come later. Right now there were more important things to worry about. He pulled his leather catsuit out of the closet and buffed it shiny, feeling the old fire begin to surge in his veins. Yes, he thought, the time was long overdue for another infiltration.

Half an hour later he was slipping past Zim’s creepy gnome-field, already giddy with the thrill of voyeurism. He noted with pride that the field was even easier to pass than usual. It must have been one of the many functions he destroyed last time he was here.

The inside was dark and quiet. Dib blended carefully into the violet shadows.

He found Zim staring with extreme concentration at a giant screen bearing nothing but the one-word sentence, “Smell?” He snuck up on silent cat-feet and slapped his lock invention onto Zim’s pak. Zim screeched and skittered halfway across the room, landing on his butt with his legs splayed out gracelessly.

“Did I come at a bad time?” Dib asked.

“COMPUTER! CAPTURE THE INTRUDER!”

A mechanical arm appeared out of the floor, spun around crazily like a water hose on full blast, and then collapsed lifelessly, letting out a few sparks.

Zim cursed.

Dib immediately bore down on Zim, pinning his arms above his head before he could pull off the lock. Zim kicked and whined.

“Been a quiet couple of weeks hasn’t it? You must be planning something big! What are you up to, Zim? Tell me!”

“Not that it’s any of your business, dirt-filth, but…” and here Zim trailed off into an incoherent mumble.

“Excuse me? I didn’t hear that last part.”

Zim mumbled again.

“Still didn’t catch it.”

Zim sighed and looked away. His cheeks were a little purple with embarrassment. “All right fine, I don’t have an evil plan, okay? For some reason, I haven’t been able to concentrate lately. Now get off me!” Zim resumed his wiggling and struggling.

Dib considered this, even as Zim squirmed around beneath him distractingly. “Nice try, space-boy,” he said. “I’m not so easily thrown off the trail as that.” He flipped Zim over onto his belly, thrust his knee into Zim’s back as the alien squeaked frantically, and cuffed Zim’s hands behind him. “I’ll get the truth if I have to beat it out of you!” Dib stopped and thought about that. “In fact, that’s not a bad idea.”

Zim went still with shock. “Wait. What?” Then he gave a terrified squeal as Dib unfastened his pants and slid them down around his thighs. The air was chilly on Zim’s little green bum. “Dib! Stop! There is no plan, I promise!” His heart beat in panic as Dib’s hand touched his left butt cheek, squeezing the soft flesh there.

Dib’s voice was soft and mocking. “Are you sure you don’t want to tell me?” His fingertip trailed little teasing circles across Zim’s buttocks, and Zim’s voice turned frantic, “There isn’t any plan! I promise! I promise!”

There came a pair of quick slaps, one on each cheek. Zim jumped and let out a small, unhappy sound. The stinging sensation spread out in waves of heat through his body. Dib paused to rub away the worst of the sting before asking, “What about now?” Zim gave no answer besides a helpless little groan, so Dib smacked him twice again. Then he did it again. And again.

It was not long before Zim was shedding tears of real discomfort. He shut his eyes tight, grateful that at least Dib couldn’t see his face. At the same time, he was sharply aware that Dib’s touch and closeness were making him hard. As the minutes ticked on, and Zim’s behind grew more and more violet, he started to struggle once more. But he was not struggling to get away, rather to turn around and throw himself desperately on the evil-yet-delicious human who was torturing him.

“Please, Dib,” he said, his voice throaty, “I’ll tell you anything you want to know. You can go through my files yourself and see there’s nothing there. Just please, please stop tormenting me like this!” He broke out in another bout of wiggling as if to emphasize his point.

Dib moaned at the sensation, desperate and rock-hard himself. Finally, he relented and pulled Zim up to a sitting position. The floor was smooth and cool as glass, absolute heaven on Zim’s heated bum. He buried his face in Dib’s neck and ran the tip of his tongue over the skin there. Dib tore away his boots and pants. Then, much to Zim’s surprise, Dib released him from the handcuffs.

Zim’s arm muscles were a little sore, and his wrists were chaffed. Plus all the blood in his body had rushed to his crotch, making him feel very light-headed. Dib lifted one of Zim’s wrists and kissed the small purple mark there. “You okay?” he asked. “No,” Zim answered. Then he growled and grabbed the front of Dib’s catsuit, desperately yanking him close. He kissed Dib hard enough to force a shocked sound out of the human.

In less than a minute they were both completely nude.

“How do I…?”

“Just put it on the tip and roll it down.”

“Like this?”

“AH! Yes, just like that.”

Dib was lying on his back. He positioned Zim over himself, and then slowly lowered him until the alien was completely penetrated. Zim moaned and shivered beautifully. His still-warm behind felt incredible as it nestled down against Dib’s thighs.

Dib let Zim make the rhythm, and soon they were both moaning in ecstasy. They came in perfect unison, Dib with his head thrown back, Zim with his hands wrapped around Dib’s knees, as though he were trying to force Dib even farther inside of him.

When it was over, Zim bent down and gave Dib one final, hungry kiss before collapsing onto his chest. They fell into pleasant silence, a rich aura of satisfaction in the air.

“That wasn’t too horribly awful,” Zim said finally.

“Mmm,” Dib agreed. “Of course, I still have to find a way to force the truth out of you.”

Zim’s sat up sharply, his antennae standing on end. “You wouldn’t!”

Dib appeared to consider for a moment. “Hmm, no,” he said finally. “I guess not. I think you probably are telling me the truth after all.”

Zim sighed and relaxed again, laying back down into Dib’s arms. Dib kissed him on the forehead and they snuggled together even more closely than before.
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