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Pedo or Xeno	By : Andyouthinkimcrazy Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7330 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim or The Dog Whisperer. I don't make any money off of this.

Chapter List
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Note: I really should have more of a plan for these chapters... but all I have is 'sex goes here' and various half-formed fantasies... as such writer's block likes to run rampant. As a result this chapter is shorter than I'd intended for it to be. I did choose a good place to stop, though, so I'm not too upset... hopefully my lovely readers aren't upset with me either?
Warning! Do you get freaked out when bad things happen to eyes? I do... yet for some reason I wrote it anyhow. There's a part in here where Zim has his contacts forcibly removed. It's only two paragraphs long... If you're bothered by it then skip from where it starts to the paragraph beginning "Perfect!"
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There was an intense silence that extended beyond the stippled gray walls of the pedophile's home and out down the street; Dib couldn't hear himself breathe, couldn't hear the sounds of nature or traffic or children. If he didn't know better he would have to assume that even Gir-wherever he was-was silenced; but then, the world would have to be ending. Of course, Dib was damn near sure it was because Zim had confessed, given him irrefutable proof of his otherworldly identity, and he wanted to save Zim the trouble and destroy it himself.
Dib had never cared about honour before in his fights against Zim; he would sink to the dirtiest tactics to ensure the safety of his planet and the capture of the alien menace, but somehow it mattered to him now. There was no honour in using this confession of Zim's-this desperate escape tactic-to expose the alien for what he was. Still, as Dib stared back at the trapped alien, he couldn't bring himself to crush the damning evidence himself. As much as he hated the method in which he'd obtained this information he couldn't simply destroy the one thing he'd been dreaming of possessing since Zim's arrival on Earth.
Gritting his teeth Dib hung his head as he warred with himself leaving Zim to stare out at a mess of dark human hair.
The silence stretched on for seconds that felt like hours; words were churning around inside as ideas, conversations, and as perverse little tidbits of what was to come started to come to a boil. Finally Zim was graced with a reaction, one that lacked all manor of eloquence, “Holy shit! You really are an alien!” In that brief moment Zim's drive to fight returned; he swivelled his head and bit the hand that had been touching his antenna.
Disgust bubbled up in Zim's Squeedily Spooch as the taste of vile human blood filled his mouth, but he refused to let go if it meant he could escape this horrid situation; at least-he thought with no small amount of glee buzzing through his system-his Pak could not control his mouth. Zim kept his jaw locked as the human thrashed and shoved at him; the man was screeching and begging him to let go as he moved in a blind panic, but Zim would not let up. The little alien could feel the water-based blood burn his mouth, but it was a satisfying pain that only served to strengthen his resolve; he would bite a chuck of flesh clean off if necessary.
Unfortunately for Zim he wouldn't get the chance; desperate for respite the human started to hit the alien attached to his hand. First a frantic fist struck the alien's head a few times causing little damage to the tough Invader; but Zim was not prepared for the full on assault of his body being slammed into a nearby wall. With a gasp the Irken released his hold, his body dropping to the floor where he hacked up a mouthful of blood as the strange human continued to wail about his injury.
Zim trembled where he'd fallen, his body aching from the impact; he was glad that his Pak had not taken the full force of the impact, but it felt like his arm had been broken. He would heal quickly once he reset the bone, but circumstance left him with only the ability to roll away so his injury would not remain pressed against the unforgiving drywall. Zim spit out another mouthful of blood as he attempted-against reasoning-to call something from his Pak, anything would do in this situation though he was specifically interested in calling Gir; but despite Zim's desperate efforts his Pak remained unresponsive.
“Curse you, Zig.” the invader hissed under his breath, damning the former Tallest for not restricting the trigger so it would only respond to another Irken; because of that blunder he was sure to die either by this human or the one currently peering back in the window.
For a very brief moment Zim considered demanding that the Dib human help him, but he refused to even consider forming the words; it would only give the filthy human more satisfaction when he turned the order-plea-down. Zim was alone, but he would find a way out of this.
A scream suddenly filled the living room; Zim's inner confidence building speech was cut short when all of his weight was forcibly supported by one thin Lekku. The kidnapper lifted the thrashing alien up towards eye level, careful to stay away from the sharp zipper teeth of his captive that went from gnashing one moment to hanging open in pain the next. He was a little afraid to get closer again, but his sexual appetite was stronger; it wasn't like he'd never been bitten before, he'd just never been bitten by the sharp teeth of a wild alien.
Growling the man dropped the agonized alien back to the carpet where he landed a swift kick to an unprotected squeedily spooch, “You're not very smart, Zim.” he growled as he dropped to his knees and, once again, pulled the alien around by his antenna, “I didn't actually want to hurt you.”
“Lies!” Zim screamed only to be silenced again as the human forced him to bend awkwardly; he'd been forced onto his knees, and now he was being forced backwards over his bound arms, “You wanted Zim's tongue!”
Smirking sadistically the human reached a still bloody hand to cup the alien's face; green skin sizzled as the human spoke, “No, I wanted cooperation; but now I have to punish you.” a creepy giggle followed his words as the injured hand moved up the squirming alien's face, “I want to know what your real eyes look like anyhow.”
The alien's eyes widened for a brief second before slamming shut in fear, “Zim's eyes are real!” he cried as the fingers crept slowly and purposefully towards a clenched lid; frantically the alien called upon his Pak for defense but it seemed like useless dead weight attached to his back. Was he not in enough danger? What was the limit?
Zim screamed again, thrashing against the hold on his lekku when a row of fingers and a thumb were situated on either side of an eye, “I-I will kill you!” he insisted despite the fear that made his voice waver and his body tremble. Agonizingly his eye was pried open despite all manor of thrashing and screaming and threatening he provided; but it was over in a second, the left contact pried from his eye and dumped on the floor.
The alien blinked despite his resolve to keep his eyes closed; he glared heatedly at the human for a moment before catching sight of the hand returning for the other lens. Zim growled and turned to bite the hand that targeted him only for the human to restrict his movement with a rough jerk, bending his head back by a trapped feeler, “Zim will kill you!” he insisted again as the fingers circled his other eye and started to pry the lids apart. The level of fight from the alien was just as intense as with the other eye, but yet again he was helpless in preventing the eventual extraction of the fake eye.
“Perfect.” the human cooed as he flicked the last of Zim's disguise away, “You have very nice eyes, Zim; very unique.” the human said as he stroked his fingers over the lids that were screwed shut once more. The invader growled and twisted for another bite that was thwarted yet again; a yelp escaped him as his head was slammed against the floor and held firmly in place.
“You don't learn, do you?” the human yelled, fingers digging into green skin with blunt human nails. Exhaling a rush of air the human leaned down near Zim's face and whispered sinisterly, “You belong to me, Zim; your survival depends on how happy I am with you.”
Zim's response was immediate and sharp, “Zim belongs to no one, human!” the small invader kicked frantically at the larger body holding him down, though it did him little good. His actions only brought a frightening smirk to the human's face, the look followed up by a hand wrenching his pants down as far as his boots would allow. Zim kicked again though he froze when the human's hand pressed between his legs to touch bare flesh that filthy human hands should never touch.
The pedophile grinned as he continued to palm the poor, trapped little alien, “Just like your antenna; it looks soft, but it's pretty rough.” he muttered above Zim's angry yelling; he was silent for a moment, just enjoying Zim's squirming body before he spoke up once again, “This is amazing, I'll be the first human to fuck an alien!”
Dib bit his lip, hating how this guy kind of reminded him of a perverse version of himself; the first to see an alien, the first to catch an alien, the first to dissect an alien... how long would it be until he wanted to be the first (second) to do that to an alien? Shuddering the young human ducked down and turned to look at the little dog who was still staring at him like it was frozen, “This... is awful.” he told it, “He's—and I--”
Before Dib could form his thoughts into a proper sentence he was distracted by a high-pitched shriek from Zim; tossing his head he peered through the window to watch in horror as the kidnapper, who had Zim bent in half with his legs to his chest, started to remove his pants, “I have to do something.” he decided without even thinking twice about helping the enemy; in this kind of situation the only enemy was this man with such awful intentions.
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