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VINDICATION	By : Florville Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > AU/AR-Alternate Universe-Alternate Reality Views: 29601 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 70: Playing Rough

*******This chapter is dedicated to Evol, a new reviewy-peep, and Haywire_Hakaze, a reviewer from Seeing Red who has started to review on Vindication, and is thus for all intents and purposes, a new reviewy-peep! WHOO!!

When Zim returned to his suite, Dib was sitting at his laptop, idly downloading data from the Irken database on The Massive into his own drives. He looked up when Zim entered the room.

“Hey.” He muttered.

Zim quirked an antenna. “What’s wrong?”

Dib leaned back and cracked his knuckles, then sighed. “My head is fucking killing me still, but I guess that’s only because of the surgery, and also because I don’t have any painkillers. What did you end up doing to those little bastard scientists, anyway?”

A grin curled Zim’s lip. “Who wants to know?”

Dib blinked at him, then grinned. “Let’s just say a certain human is interested in a little bit of payback. And hey, I’ve always wanted to dissect an alien.”

Zim chuckled, walking into the bathroom and removing his gloves. “Be my guest. The head scientist Munin died while he was being tortured, but I think his partner is still alive.”

Dib grinned. “Excellent. Can I use your tools?”

Zim removed his pak, setting it aside and hitting the button to run the gel into the tub. “You’d be better off asking the Medical Officers.” He chuckled, beginning to strip out of his uniform. “That reminds me…Purple has agreed to go through with the procedure.”

Walking over to the bathroom doorway, Dib watched Zim undressing, suddenly debating on whether the lab was calling him that badly. “Oh? What about Red?”

Zim sighed as he climbed into the tub. “That’s a different story.” He stretched out, sinking down until he was in the gel up to his shoulders. Zim looked over at Dib, who was watching him intently. “Red doesn’t want to live in an Empire where I am Tallest.”

Dib snorted, hopping up and sitting on the counter, watching his Irken lover. “Why am I not surprised?”

“Hmm…” Zim closed his eyes, remaining quiet for a long time before speaking again. “He tried to hit Purple.”

“So?”

Zim sighed, shaking his head. “I stopped him.”

Dib nodded absently, then hopped down off of the counter and started to strip out of his clothing. “Why?”

His antennae twitching forward, Zim opened one eye. “Violence like that is…unbecoming…of Irkens.”

Dib quirked a brow as he kicked his boxers aside. “It’s too human, you mean.”

Zim looked up at the human irritably as Dib climbed into the tub, sinking down onto his lap. “I didn’t say that, Dib-worm.” He placed his hands on Dib’s hips, rubbing them firmly.

“You didn’t have to.” Dib gave him a begrudging smile and shrugged. “I know what my species is like, Zim.” He winced as the heat of the gel started to aggravate his headache, and he closed his eyes for a long moment before opening them again. He leaned forward until his face was mere inches away from Zim’s. “But something tells me you like my violent side.”

Zim’s eyes narrowed slightly, one antenna pricking up. “And you think I’m arrogant?”

Dib snickered. “I’d be lying if I said no.”

Zim snorted. “You’re lucky you just came out of a coma-thing, or I’d make you eat your words, human.”

“I can take you any day of the week, Zim, coma or no.”

Flattening his antennae against his skull in mock-aggression, Zim smirked. “You lie.”

Dib opened his mouth, then winced again. “I think I’ll have to take you up on that little challenge when my head doesn’t feel like it’s gonna explode.”

Zim nodded, sliding his hands up to rest on Dib’s shoulders, running his thumbs along the human’s collarbone. He grinned when Dib purred. Leaning forward, Zim ran his tongue along the skin, greatly pleased by his human’s shuddering moans, enjoying the way Dib clung to him. A second later, Zim felt the warmth of Dib’s mouth on one of his antennae, and he groaned in pleasure, his scarlet eyes drifting closed. “I thought…ah!…I thought you said you weren’t feeling well.”

“I did…but…” Dib rubbed his stiff shaft against Zim’s belly, “…human research has shown…that sex is great for headaches…”

Zim actually laughed. “As if you needed an excuse, Dib-monkey! All you ever—GAH!!” Zim bucked when Dib slid his fingers between the folds concealing his sensitive member and bit down on the tip of his antenna. He moaned as Dib soothed it with his tongue, shuddering as the human began to coax his shaft out.

Dib sighed as he stroked the stiff flesh in his hand, leaning back so he could move his oral attentions to the other antenna, flicking his tongue over the base and then sliding his lips along it.

“Gnngh…Dib…” Zim panted, his fingers digging into his lover’s hips, pulling him closer and grinding his aching shaft against Dib’s. He pulled the human forward in his lap, reaching down between them with one hand and guiding his Irkenhood to Dib’s body-hole, urging him to take it inside. Seconds later, he was buried in heat so tight it was almost painful, and he wrapped his arms around Dib, panting against his shoulder and clenching his eyes closed.

Moaning softly, Dib crossed his ankles in the small of Zim’s back, burying his face in the crook of his lover’s neck, uttering a shaky sigh. “This feels so good…”

Zim gave a strained, breathy laugh, swallowing hard as they remained in their intimate embrace, neither of them moving for the first minute or so. Finally, Zim rolled them so that Dib was beneath him, leaning against the edge of the tub. Wrapping an arm around Dib and resting it in the small of his back, he supported Dib’s weight as he withdrew slightly, then pushed back in again, groaning in ecstasy.

Dib braced his elbows on the edge of the tub, wrapping his legs around Zim’s waist, gasping and twitching when the tip of Zim’s shaft brushed gently across that ultra-sensitive spot inside of him. Dib clenched his teeth, arching his back slightly. “Please…Zim, keep going…”

The Irken hissed softly, flattening his antennae against his skull as he started to pump his hips, his member sliding deep inside of Dib’s body, up into its welcoming heat. The gel only made the motions more fluid, sending smooth caresses swirling around his legs as he thrust into his lover, his pace slowly beginning to increase.

Sliding his hands up Zim’s bare back, Dib rubbed his fingers around the metal posts of Zim’s connectors, grinning when Zim’s breath hitched and the Irken faltered in the rhythm of his thrusting. “That feel good?”

Zim nodded, trying to concentrate as the human’s touches sent tingles up and down his spinal column, driving him mad with the need to couple, to forget all consideration and just take what belonged to him. Pulling back, Zim took Dib’s wrists and held them firmly, his chest heaving as he gasped for air.

“Dib…don’t…play with them.”

Dib quirked a brow, then grinned. “Why not?”

“Because…” Zim cringed, not knowing how to describe the way it was making him feel, too proud to admit that he didn’t want to hurt his lover. “Just…because.”

“Oh. Okay then.” Dib shrugged. When Zim released his wrists, Dib slid his arms around him again, tilting his head up and sucking on one of Zim’s antennae, groaning as his lover started to thrust again. Dib let a minute or so pass before he grinned and raked his nails down Zim’s back, right over the spot where the connectors showed through the smooth green skin.

Zim yowled, then hissed, his eyes narrowing as he opened his mouth to snap at Dib, but the human was relentlessly scraping and rubbing the tips of the rods fused into his spinal column, and he didn’t even have a chance to think before he shoved Dib against the edge of the tub and started fucking him violently. His eyes narrowed to thin red slits as he pushed Dib’s head back and bit him roughly, one hand wrapped around his throat, the other digging into the small of Dib’s back as his hips pounded madly into his human lover’s body. The only thing in his mind now was the need raging between his legs, aching and throbbing insistently to be relieved.

Stunned for the first few moments, Dib gasped, grunting in pain when he was forced against the edge of the tub. Opening his mouth to snarl a few choice words, all that came out was a yelp as Zim forced him down and started hitting his spot with ruthless force, and then howls of pleasure and wailed pleas for more were all he had the presence of mind to utter.

Urged on by his human’s responses, Zim’s crazed mind seized onto the ecstasy of the body bucking and writhing beneath him, and he growled, his thrusting growing more and more frenzied as he reached the edge and strove frantically for release. “Mine…” he hissed, his eyes burning with possessive fury and a dark, soul-deep lust.

Dib moaned, nodding as much as the hand on his throat would allow, meeting Zim’s eyes and gasping when the Irken’s gaze bored into him. Shit, Zim had never looked at him like that…he wasn’t sure whether he was going to fuck his brains out or kill him. Either way, it only took a few more thrusts before he was yowling like a cat in heat, his come mingling with the hot gel surrounding their bodies as Zim continued to ream him.

“MINE…MINE!!!” Zim howled as his seed shot into his lover’s passage with explosive force, his entire body quivering with exertion as he thrust a few more times and then held himself in place, his Irkenhood buried deep within the throbbing, milking heat.

Dib panted heavily, grunting when Zim collapsed on top of him. The room was silent except for their heavy breathing, until Dib finally spoke. “Hot…fucking…damn, Zim…”

Zim flinched. “I told you not to…” He lifted his head, scowling. “If I hurt you it’s your own fault.” He snapped.

Laughing, Dib shook his head. “Hurt? A little, yeah, but…fuck…” he laughed again, breathlessly, running a shaky hand through his hair. “It was worth it.”

Zim blinked at him in confusion. “What?”

Dib shook his head. “Zim…let me just put it this way: when sex is good,” he grinned stupidly, “I mean, really good, getting banged up a little isn’t so bad.”

The Irken shook his head. “I’ll never understand you, human.”

Dib chuckled, stretching under the gel and groaning contentedly, his eyes drifting closed. “Don’t be so sure, Zim. Humans aren’t as complex as they make themselves out to be.”

Zim rolled his eyes, sliding out of his lover and standing, stepping out of the tub. As he looked down at Dib and shook his head, there was a sudden chirping sound. Zim picked up his uniform shirt, tapping the communicator. “This is Zim.”

“The Medical Officers are ready, my Tallest,” came the voice from the other end.

“Excellent.” Zim nodded. “I will escort Purple to the sick bay.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Zim stretched, pulling on a clean uniform and attaching the communicator to his shirt.

Dib yawned, giving Zim a sated grin. “Off to work again?”

“Yes…are you coming?”

“Gimme a few minutes to recover, and I’ll meet you in sick bay.” Dib chuckled.

Zim snorted, shaking his head. “Very well. Don’t be late.”
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