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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
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Note: Bow to me filthy stink-readers, for I am amazing! /Zim moment. *cough* Well... not that amazing. But I am feeling a moment of pride, here; I haven't written a story more than 8 chapters in a long time. ~~I'm thinking, like, 6+ years ago when I was a crazy Yugioh fan that failed so hard core.~~ Unfortunately I usually get bored, distracted, and then I give up; so it's pretty great that I've stuck to this through writer's block and just general need to be super lazy. Buuut... PoX still makes me smile like the pervert that I am, and then it demands that I move on and get through to the sexy stuff... get to some angst... and then go back to some laugh-y stuff... and then more sexy stuff and I don't really know after that... ~~probably more angst... I'm a sucker for that stuff...~~ BUT IT MUST HAPPEN! S-Somehow...
Anyhow~ I hope this chapter ends at a great place... I thought it was a cute place to leave off. ~~Fft... cute with impending rape... what's the matter with me?~~
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Zim hissed and squirmed; he swung his arms and tried to lift his head up against the gravity to bite at the human's hands, but he couldn't reach. He'd been trained to fight in this sort of situation, of course, but not when his Pak was zapping his strength. The only thing he managed to do was twist so he could dig his claws into the human's shirt; he hadn't been able to drive them into any skin but it seemed to be a little too close for the man's comfort. In seconds Zim found his knees hooked over the human's shoulders and held there by one arm while the other grabbed the Irken's bound wrists so he couldn't strike again.
Zim shook and twisted and kicked and bucked helplessly as the human mouthed his private area through his pants; oh, he hated this filthy filthy stink-beast for what he was doing, but he hated himself more for being unable to conquer this one pathetic human. It shouldn't be so hard even with his Pak giving this human the advantage; he is Zim: the almighty Irken Invader, better than all the other Invaders and next to his Tallest in amazing-ness! There had to be something-something he wasn't thinking of-that would crush this pathetic dirt-creature into nothing! But Zim could hardly think as the moisture from the human's mouth started to reach and burn his skin.
The alien screamed out a string of insults at the disgusting stink-beast, but it seemed that his words were more of a cue for the human to start walking distractedly to the stairs than anything. As the human began to shakily ascend Zim stopped kicking and locked his ankles together; he did not want to fall on his head or his Pak even if it meant that he was just encouraging the human to double his tormenting. As much as he hated this, he needed his Pak and his consciousness to escape; and he was certain that soon he would be able to move freely again. His information claimed that the only thing that disabled his Pak in such a way was touch to that place; it felt so much longer, but it had been about ten minutes since the human had touched him with his fingers and, aside from his own searching, he hadn't experienced it since. It would wear off soon, Zim was certain.
For now, Zim concentrated on where he was being taken; he peeled his eyes open-ignoring the burning of the human's mouth-and stared at the upside-down hallway. The human stumbled a few more paces before turning and releasing Zim's arms so he could throw open a door. Instantly Zim latched his sharp claws into the human's arm, but he wasn't fast enough to do any real damage; the human shoved him away with his free arm leaving Zim to crash against the floor. The little alien hissed as the human stepped in to the new room and locked the door behind him, leaving them trapped together in a small space. The human was nursing his arm that slowly oozed a bit of red blood from the welts Zim's claws left, but the human wasn't injured enough to be considered less of a threat; he would simply have to bleed more.
“Zim?” the alien's snarl turned into a squeak as he jolted; a sudden thump from behind him drew his attention, but he didn't need to turn and look to know that the Dib was trapped not too far away. That stupid stink-creature! Why hadn't he escaped? He was always so good at escaping from Zim; but this stupid, pitiful human-filth seemed to be more than a match for both of them despite his obviously tiny brain-meats. It was experience that was against the pair of captives; Iso had spent the last ten years of his adult life perfecting his sanctuary and keeping children as captive sex slaves; aside from momentary lapses in judgement, he knew what he was doing.
“Are you ok?” The Dib asked Zim causing a scowl to cross the alien's face; he didn't want the Dib asking him stupid questions right now when he was obviously conscious and, therefore, well enough. The Dib should be trying to find a way to escape just as Zim was instead of babbling useless concerns! The alien started to turn to scream some commands at his enemy and future slave-beast, but the other human's movements drew his attention back; he would have to punish the Dib later when the situation wasn't so dire.
The stranger approached the alien, his expression clearly one of anger over the wounds on his arms; Zim winced as he remembered what had happened after he'd bitten the human's hand. His antenna fell flat against his head as he watched the human for his reaction; green lips pulled back to bare sharp teeth and claws flexed threateningly as Iso loomed over his small prey.
“You really piss me off.” Iso growled as he reached for Zim; and while Dib could agree with that, he really dreaded what that meant for the alien's well being. Though Zim snapped his teeth at human skin the man had expected it; he smacked his captive across the face before grabbing one of Zim's lekku to prevent another attack. He pulled Zim's head back and stared down into alien eyes for a moment before squeezing his hand over Zim's throat with his free hand. The invader lifted bound arms but was unable to complete the move to inflict more pain and free himself; Zim cried out as his head was smashed back against the firm plastic of the shower door.
For a brief moment the human held Zim there and stared down at him as if expecting some sort of apology or acknowledgement of wrong-doing; but Zim's response was to glare back and the movement was repeated. Dib cringed and took a step back as Zim's head made contact with the surface again and again, over and over until a trickle of dark, alien blood started to make its way down the bruised green skin. It was then that the shock cleared allowing Dib to move; he rushed to pull the plastic door open, his hands grappled at the edge between wall and plastic but, as he'd tried before, he couldn't get the door to budge.
Desperately Dib turned pleading eyes from his hands to the man who continued to harm the seemingly helpless Zim, “Stop!” he yelled, hands still clawing uselessly at the door, “You'll kill him!” At those words the adult froze, his hands still curled around the alien's body; he seemed to debate something for a moment-perhaps if Zim were alive or not-before he threw open the shower door and shoved the battered alien into Dib. The pair crashed to the floor, Dib's head snapping back against the wall; he groaned and rubbed the area before looking down at the motionless alien. The invader looked on the verge of passing out, but his fuchsia eyes were still open a crack; sharp, pupil-less eyes were focused on the adult on the other side of their prison even as Zim trembled in Dib's lap from the pain that pounded through his head.
“Filthy creature.” Zim managed to hiss at Iso even though he was incapable of thinking straight beyond the insult; if he were in his right mind perhaps he would realize that, having been threatened and harmed, his Pak might respond to him now but his thinking was muddled. All he really knew was that he had to keep an eye on the human who had done this to him; he watched the smirking face as the man turned from his captives towards the wall. For a second he seemed to have forgotten what he was planning, but in the next moment he was tossing his shirt to the floor along with the Dib's coat.
The alien's expression crossed into one of disgust at what he saw-human's were just so ugly-but he soon ignored it in favour of focusing on what the human was planning to do next. Outside of the tub were two knobs side-by-side, one of which the human was hovering over; Zim didn't like it, and he mustered up the energy to move from Dib's lap to have a better look. He was about to lean forward when the Dib suddenly pushed him back, shoving him against the wall and pinning him there.
“Traitorous slave-beast!” Zim hissed and thrashed against his enemy for a few seconds before stilling at a horrifying sound. Zim's lekku fell flat against his head as he peered past the Dib's shoulder at the water that flowed heavily at the other end of the tub. It was hardly reason for Dib to shove him against the wall like that, but he supposed he had to expect such things from an inferior species.
The alien was about to shove Dib back when the acidic substance stopped, only to begin flowing from a different location: this one higher than it was previous. Zim hissed as a few droplets passed his human shield and scorched his skin; he tried to shake the droplets away before tucking his head against the Dib's shirt. He shrunk as small as possible to avoid the burning pain.
“Time for a shower, Zim; you're filthy.” Iso suddenly remarked, cranking the knob harder clockwise; and while Dib was not burned by water like Zim he still felt like he was being stabbed repeatedly in the back with thousands of tiny little knives. The water was freezing and Dib couldn't control the violent shivering as he clung to his temporary ally; at least he could be thankful that Zim was warm.
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