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Soldier of Fortune	By : Florville Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Het- Male/Female Views: 5451 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 9: Queen of Denial En Passant

“All right, Zim, I’m installing the new brain!” Tak shouted as Zim watched the data conduits.

The brain sparked and suddenly the conduits flared to life.

“Systems online and ready for programming.” The computer’s voice spoke.

Tak grinned, laughing maniacally. “YES!!”

Zim smiled. She was so cute when she was evil...

Tak used her jets and landed beside him, jumping on him and hugging him tightly, practically squealing. “We did it!”

Barely maintaining his balance, Zim caught her and his eyes widened a little, but he smiled and hugged her back, stroking her lower back gently. “Yes.” He sighed. “Yes, we did. All we have to do now is reprogram the base’s computer and you’ll be protected.”

Tak pulled away from Zim and looked at him for a long moment, the you in his statement sticking out as if it didn’t belong there. “Yes...”

Zim nodded towards the main console. “Let’s go get started, then.”

*

The security systems were the first to be reprogrammed, and it was a taxing and laborious task that ate up the entirety of the first two days of repairs.

Zim watched Tak working out of the corner of his eye for a few minutes before grinning, unscrewing a part from one of the coils and waiting until she turned away from him to check the schematics before tossing it at her, bouncing it off of the top of her head. He ducked his head into the console he was working on, snickering to himself.

“What are you doing?”

Zim pulled his head out and blinked at her innocently. “Hmm?”

Tak’s eyes narrowed and she picked up the part Zim had thrown at her, scowling at him. “Don’t throw things at me.” She handed the part to him and then went back to work.

Zim just smirked to himself, working on the programming panel for a few minutes before taking the part and throwing it at her again, bouncing it off of her pak this time.

Tak whirled on him. “ZIM!”

Zim blinked at her, looking around. “What? Someone’s throwing stuff!”

Tak blinked at him for a few seconds, then rolled her eyes. “Stop being juvenile.”

He sighed, shaking his head. “All right.” He grinned, waiting a few more minutes and then throwing the part at her again, bouncing it off of her shoulder.

“THAT’S IT!!!” Tak shouted, jumping on him.

Zim burst out laughing. “OW!! Ow, my hip, OW!!” He pushed at her, still laughing. “I’ll never surrender!! HA!!”

Tak pinned him down, scowling and shouting at him. “You’re being obnoxious! I should put you back in that cell where you belong, you dull-witted squag-dookie!! I don’t even know why I put up with you!! I should just kill you now and put you out of my misery.”

Zim blinked at her, then moaned softly. “I was right.”

She blinked at him, her expression turning to one of confusion. “About what?”

“Your temper.” Zim breathed, desire flickering in the scarlet depths of his eyes. “You’re absolutely stunning when you’re angry.”

Tak scowled at him. “Stop provoking me, drone.” She climbed off of him and went back to work on her console.

“As you wish, your Majesty.” Zim snickered, shaking his head. “Deny, deny, deny…”

Tak clenched her fists, grinding her teeth. She was going to kill him. She wanted to kill him now, because he was driving her crazy. She didn’t care about the look in his eyes, the alluring scent from his stiff antennae, the memory of the way his hot tongue had caressed her skin…the way it had teasingly dragged across the fabric between her legs…she wanted to kill him.

Maybe then she’d stop craving him.

*

They worked late into the night, and eventually Zim rubbed his eyes. “I’m tired. I need to rest.”

“As do I.” Tak muttered, rising to her feet. As she closed the panels, she didn’t notice how much difficulty Zim was having getting up off of the floor, but he had managed to get up by the time she turned and looked at him again. “Good night.”

Zim nodded, narrowly concealing a grimace. “Yes…good night.”

As he walked down the corridor ahead of her, Zim was limping visibly, even with the support of the spider-legs. Tak frowned, calling out to him. “Are you all right?”

Zim stopped, his head drooping slightly as he clenched his teeth. “No. The pain is getting worse.”

Tak went up to Zim and slid an arm around him to help support his weight. “I have some salve in my quarters. Come with me.” She brought Zim to her bedroom, guiding him down to sit on the edge of her bed, looking at him sternly. “Don’t touch anything.” She went into her bathing room and found the small jar of salve, returning to the bedroom to find that Zim had lain down on his good side, his expression tight with pain. “You’ll need to take those pants off.”

Zim clenched his teeth. He unbuttoned the straps, sitting up and sliding them off of his shoulders, stopping when the material reached his hips. He pushed forward, barely managing to stand, climbing out of the pants and lying back down on his side on Tak’s bed, panting heavily.

Tak opened the jar, spreading some of the ointment over her fingers, sitting down beside him and gently rubbing them over the injured area, feeling Zim tense and jerk when she touched him.

It was absolute gut-wrenching agony. The shattered pieces of bone ground against one another, sending blinding sparks of pain through Zim’s entire body. He whimpered softly, clenching his fists and burying his face in the sheets.

Tak sighed softly, shaking her head. She reached out and stroked one of Zim’s antennae, smiling when he gasped and moaned softly. She tugged on it gently, a sadistic smile curling her lips when he tossed his head back and growled in pleasure, giving her a heated glare. “Lie still.” Tak hissed, raising her hand as if she were going to slap his injured hip, grinning smugly when Zim’s antennae lowered submissively and he ducked his head, his expression anxious. She began to twirl one of Zim’s antennae around her finger, reveling in his gasps and purrs of pleasure, mixed with grunts and hisses of pain as she rubbed the salve into his injured hip.

“Where is your arrogance now, Zim?” she hissed, her eyes narrowed to menacing slits.

Zim’s eyes opened and he blinked at her, gritting his teeth as he lifted himself on one arm, reaching out and sliding his hand up the arm she was using to rub the salve onto his hip. “Tak…” he murmured, his arm suddenly shooting around her and flipping the switch under the edge of her pak. As soon as it released from her connectors, he grabbed her by the arms and threw her to the bed, climbing on top of her and straddling her waist, pinning her wrists down on either side of her head. “…it’s in the same place it’s always been.” He hissed, diving down and kissing her ruthlessly, delighting in the way she struggled beneath him. When he lifted his head, he grinned down at her, his eyes dark with a combination of triumph and lust. “I told you, Tak…never mock my pain.” Two of Zim’s spider-legs slid out of his pak, crossing in an X over one of her wrists and holding it down firmly against the mattress as he let go with his hand, reaching up and running it over one of her antennae.

“You nasty, filthy stink-beast!!” Tak hissed, glaring daggers at him. “Release me!”

Zim shook his head. “Not yet, my beautiful assassin…not yet…” He looked down into her eyes, caressing her face and neck with infinite gentleness. Running his fingers over her antenna again, he pinched the tip lightly between his fingers, rolling it gently.

Tak gasped in reluctant pleasure and clenched her eyes closed, her cheeks flushing in mortification. She fought harder against Zim’s grip, but it was no use…he had used the element of surprise to his advantage, and now she was well and truly at his mercy. “You have me now…” she hissed, glaring up at him bitterly, “why not destroy me and save yourself?”

Zim purred, stretching out on top of her. “I do not destroy the things I desire, my Queen of Denial.” He brushed his lips over the side of her neck, the pale green skin soft and warm to the touch, her dark scent filling his senses as he breathed against her skin.

Tak shuddered. “So you’re going to take me by force.”

Zim’s entire body went rigid as the words sent him into a flashback; on the autopsy table with the Dib-human pounding into him, breathing degrading epithets into his ear-spots. Zim shook his head violently, a soul-deep pain and humiliation in his eyes. “No.” He murmured, closing his eyes for a moment. “Never.” He opened his eyes and gazed into hers, reaching up again and running his fingertips over her cheek.

Tak shivered at his gentle touch, meeting his eyes and seeing the pain battling with desire in the scarlet depths. There was so much more in Zim’s eyes than she’d ever seen in Red’s…something so different…

“You’re the only one I’ve ever desired, more than any mission, more than any planet, more than anything I’ve ever been driven to do…I want you.” Zim breathed.

She could feel the intensity of his words, and they made her cheeks flush. Even Red hadn’t said such things, hadn’t looked at her with such dark, tortured passion. But Zim was her prisoner…it was against the Irken Rules of War to fraternize with a prisoner…

“Let me up, Zim.” She hissed, her amethyst eyes blazing.

Zim sighed softly. There was such hatred in Tak’s eyes…she would never see him as anything more than a mission, something to wipe out, to destroy. He leaned down and kissed her forehead softly, then nodded and released her, backing off of the bed and standing resolutely, his hands at his sides, his weight braced on his good leg and two of his spider-legs.

Tak snatched her pak and put it back on, scowling at him. Her heart was still racing from the way he had caught her, the way he had just thrown her down like she was nothing, the way he had gazed at her and spoken to her… “I should kill you for your impertinence.” Tak hissed, her fists clenching tightly. Her antennae were still tingling from his touch, and she could still feel his weight on top of her, his body pressing hers down, overpowering her…

Zim nodded silently.

Tak scowled, her voice a venomous hiss. “Have you nothing to say, drone?”

His antennae stiffened and he met her eyes boldly. “I regret nothing, and I will hunger for you until I take you or until you kill me…whichever comes first.”

Clenching her teeth, Tak climbed off of the bed and stalked towards him, rising up onto her spider-legs so that she was at his eye-level. When he didn’t back down, she felt a burst of heat flow through her entire body, and she growled, fisting her hands in the front of his shirt.

“My turn.” She hissed, swinging him around and throwing him onto the bed, pouncing on top of him and kissing him hard, one hand wrapped around his throat, her other hand stroking and tugging roughly on his antennae.

Zim’s eyes were wide with shock, and it took him a few seconds to register that Tak was not only kissing him and playing with his antennae, she was also trying to tear his shirt off. She wanted him. What he’d thought was hatred in her eyes must have been something else…he’d think about it later. His spider-legs extended and shredded the red turtleneck, and he gasped and growled as Tak sucked on one of his antennae. “Tak…rrrgh…” Zim stroked and twisted her antennae, rolling the tips between his fingers, grinning sadistically at the female Irken’s gasps of pleasure.

“Zim…” she panted, pulling her gloves off and running her bare hands over his skin. She moaned in pleasure when he sat up with her in his lap, lifting up the front of her uniform shirt and running his tongue over her skin, making her shudder. She removed the shirt, tossing it aside, reaching back and flipping the buckles open on her boots.

Zim stroked her bare back, moaning softly. “Your skin is so soft…” he purred, trailing the tip of his tongue over the curve of her shoulder. “…and you taste divine…”

Tak moaned and licked along one of Zim’s antennae, sucking hard on the end, shivering when she felt Zim’s Irken shaft pressing against her belly. She lifted her head, panting softly. “What…what were you going to show me before? Last time, when I wouldn’t let you take my clothes off?”

Zim blinked at her, then grinned. “Mmm, my Queen of Denial…what if I don’t wish to show you any longer?”

Tak growled. “I could break your other hip, you know.”

Zim smirked, laying her down and undoing the catch on her uniform pants, lowering them slowly, teasingly, removing her boots along with them. He gazed at Tak’s naked body for a moment, feeling his lust burning hotter. “You are by far the most beautiful female I’ve ever seen.” He murmured, then dipped his head down, gliding his hands up underneath her thighs. “This is what I wanted to show you.” He grinned, his tongue snaking out to delve between the lips of her sex, stroking it firmly. Zim grinned wider when she squealed, kicking sharply.

“ZIM!! Oh!!” Tak bit her lip hard, lifting her head and blinking down at him, moaning and kicking at the sheets as she watched him, his face buried between her thighs, his antennae twitching and quivering as he plunged his long tongue inside of her. She shrieked, her back arching painfully as stars flared in front of her eyes, and she tossed her head wildly. She’d never felt so much pleasure before…where could he possibly have learned this?

Zim groaned, panting heavily as the taste and scent of her sex, her secretions, her pheromones, filled his senses. He wanted to bury himself inside of her and never come out again, but he knew she did not want to carry…he took a deep breath, growling and plunging his tongue into her as far as it would go, wriggling and swirling it against her soft, salty-sweet walls, gripping her thighs tightly in an attempt to hold her still as she shrieked and kicked.

“ZIM!! OH, OHHHHH!!!” She screamed as she climaxed, her release spreading over Zim’s tongue as she went completely limp, whimpering softly.

Zim rose onto his hands and knees, sweat trickling down his spine as he gazed at her, panting heavily, licking his lips which were still slick with her fluids.

She gasped for breath, blinking down at him incredulously, her antennae twitching when she saw his glazed eyes and the long, thick shaft curving out from the sheath between his legs.

Zim saw her eyeing his member and he shook his head. “P-pay it no mind. I am satisfied.” He moved to the side of the bed, reaching down for his overalls, gasping in surprise when he was grabbed around the waist and hauled back onto the bed. He blinked at Tak, quirking his antennae. “What is it?”

Tak smiled, her eyes heavy with sated pleasure. “Stay.”

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Well, for those wanting an explanation of the title of this chapter, "en passant" is a chess term. It's the rule which allows a pawn to capture another pawn that has moved past it on the first move (when a pawn is allowed to move two squares instead of one). Rather than the pawn in this instance, Tak, the "Queen" is captured instead. There we go, I went all literary on everyone! Whoo!

Sorry to everyone about not updating Vindication yet...but I've been working on my novel, FINALLY -_-;
I just posted the first chapter on my DA site, so if anyone wants to take a look, the chapter is here, just cut and paste the link: http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/22725029/

To Krimzon: aww, thanks for reading the first chapter of my novel! *feels lurved* I appreciate it. If you have any feedback or suggestions on it, let me know...I know it needs some tweaking, I just have to flush out the characters in my head and figure out what I want them to look like. *LURVE*
To Tama-Saga (The Reviewer Formerly Known as Tamago): yes, and I'm enjoying your story too! Keep going with it...can't wait until the next update. *lurve*
To GothycCoalChambr: *salutes* we shall reign DOOM upon the heads of the jerks that fired you! DOOOOM!!! Sorry to hear about that, btw, I know how you feel. I'm glad to know that I can make this pairing realistic. *sighs in relief* Thanks for reviewing! *lurve* And good luck with the job thingy too. *Sighs* people suck.
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