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Intruder	By : IncoherentThought Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7335 -:- 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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Incothe: Hey Incothe here I just wanted to say a bit about my sister IO begged me to write this for her so I did I can’t deny her plus I enjoyed writing it surprisingly . . . a couple warnings don’t read this if you don’t like it and please don’t go through the trouble of flaming me because your upset I wrote about guy on guy its just not worth the time and energy. Another precaution is that this is my first lemon since about a year ago so I’m sorry if it’s a little rusty and I think you will be able to forgive me for that . . . now this could go on and on but I’m going to stop here well enjoy . . .

“PEACHES where my PEACHES!” Gir screamed running through Zim’s lab for the thousandth time.

He had been screaming and crying about where his peaches where all morning. Zim had no idea what these blasted peaches were but he had to shut him up.

“GIR off mode”, Zim finally yelled.

Gir halted and flopped onto the ground the turquoise light in his eyes slowly fading. Zim sneered knowing that when he woke up he’d be even more hyper than when he turned off. . . Oh well it gave Zim time to improve the defenses of his lair. He got up and walked into his surveillance room, where he walked around carefully looking at every camera screen: living quarters . . . check, kitchen . . . check, front door . . . che – WAIT WHAT WAS THAT.

“WHAT!!” Zim roared. A black figure was slipping through his OPEN window.

“GIIIIIR”, he growled again and ran as fast as he could up and out of his lab to confront the intruder.

He warily exited the trash can next to the front door climbing carefully over the side. He stood ready to use the remote that was tucked safely in his discreet pocket. He looked around scanning the entire perimeter of his living room with his scarlet eyes. Suddenly he heard a shuffling sound above his antenna, he quickly snapped his head up to the wires that substituted as his living room ceiling the same dark clothed figure scurried across the wires.

“Who dares intrude on the property of ZIIIM”, Zim bellowed.

He heard a couple small clicks and a chuckle come from the culprit.

Zim stuck his hand in his pocket and clicked one of the buttons on the remote which where memorized from previous use. One of the thick wires lashed out and lunged itself toward the intruder, who caught by surprise yelped and quickly dodged the wire and darted across the ceiling toward the still open window. Zim noticed and quickly slammed the window shut trapping the impostor in his house. The wire had as commanded whipped around and sped toward the trespasser who was now quickly captured and held securely by the thick wire it had previously danced with. Zim smiled intently at his captive who was thrashing around violently and grunting loudly trying desperately to escape, but to on avail.

He walked triumphantly over to the couch where he sat down and waited for the cable to swing the cocooned burglar his way. When it was finally presented to him it had stopped struggling and was hanging limply with its head turned away from Zim as if in shame.

“Who are you”, Zim barked at it.

It just fidgeted a little and turned a little toward him revealing two circular pieces of reflective material which made Zim have to squint his red eyes, and blink a couple times before looking back. But the rest of its face was unidentifiable covered with a black cloth along with the rest of its body.

Zim’s antenna twittered angrily and he abruptly stood up and repeated his question, “Who the hell are you”; he yelled again stomping toward the integrationist.

It still refused to look at Zim and merely winced at Zim’s yells. Suddenly there was a clatter of something falling to the floor Zim quickly looked below him along with the intruder whose eyes widened when Zim picked up a small silver and black digital camera. Zim smirked sadistically and examined the camera, “Hum, what do we have here”, he crooned.

“Well someone’s been keeping busy SPYING ON ME”, Zim yelled once again after scanning a couple pictures in the camera’s memory. Zim set the camera on the floor and positioned his foot on top of it firmly.

The intruders eye’s were now as big as saucers staring silently at what Zim was about to do.

“Tell me who you are or I destroy all your precious research on me”, Zim roared slightly twitching at his own use of word.

“OKAY . . . okay I-I’ll show you”, a familiar nasally voice said nervously to Zim.

The intruder wiggled one of its arms out from the binding coils and slowly unwrapped the black cloth from around its head. Zim gasped then quickly collected himself, he should’ve known.

“STINK-BEAST!!!!” Zim growled.

“I knew this was a bad idea, look Zim just give me my camera and let me go and I won’t bother you again”, Dib said quietly.
Zim jumped on the couch so he could be eye level with Dib who was hanging up a little higher than him.

“Here you can have your stupid camera back but I don’t think I’ll let you go”, Zim hissed as he handed Dib back his camera.
Dib was about to snatch it away when Zim dropped it on the floor and quickly jumped on top of it. Breaking it into tiny pieces Zim looked up grinning maniacally at Dib whose face was stained with permanent horror.

“You fucking bastard”, Dib breathed.

Zim jumped back on the couch and watched curious to see what Dib did next. He was just frozen there not moving just looking at his crushed data below him. Suddenly he began to shudder out of fury and his head was going through a series of twitching spasms. Dib then lashed out and punched Zim in the face with his free hand. Zim taken by surprise fell off the couch and landed on the ground hard. And at the same time unknowingly pushing a button on his remote in his pocket. Dib fell free from the cords previously holding him in the air and landed limply on the ground with a thud. It took him a second to get up, but when he did he ran towards the front door. Zim now noticing that Dib was free got to his feet and turned around to see Dib at the door trying to get it open, but finding it inevitably locked. He tried the windows also locked; he turned fearfully around to see a flash of pale green and a slam against his own body as he fell to the floor. Zim was straddling Dib and held him by the throat with one hand as the other pushed down on Dibs' chest hard. Dib lay underneath him struggling to breathe as Zim’s grip tightened around Dibs' neck.

Zim felt slightly aroused from the feeling of Dib underneath him, and his breathing began to falter. Dib suddenly bucked him which sent Zim gasping for air as he leaned forward slightly, his grip loosening from Dib, who quickly rolled over so he had the advantage over Zim.

“I’ll make you pay for that”, Dib said his voice a low hiss.

Dib had one hand pressed against the ground next to Zim’s head and the other was fisted threateningly over Zim’s face. Dib suddenly noticed that Zim had a queer look in his red eyes; he was looking at him up and down as his reptilian tongue poked out of the side of his mouth and licked his barely-there lips. And he couldn’t help but notice a certain heat rise near his lower regions, that wasn’t his own. He felt Zim’s gloved hands travel up his legs and lightly grasp his hips.

“What THE . . . FUCK ARE YOU DOING”, Dib yelled trying to jump off of Zim.

Zim kept Dib on top of him, one of his hands traveled from Dibs’ hip to the inside of his thigh where it rubbed tenderly. What a moment for Dib to find he was getting hard. He clamped his mouth shut as not to moan, and squirmed to give Zim the idea that he wasn’t enjoying it. Even though the attention was sending pleasurable shock waves through his entire body and making his chest heave. He had to say something.

“What are . . . why are you”, Dib moaned.

Dib opened his eyes which had been shut to look at Zim, to see any kind of reply. Only thing Dib could see was that Zim’s scarlet eyes had turned about three shades lighter so now they where more of a dark pink, and that Zim was concentrating on Dibs’ quickly growing erection. Zim gently petted it, which sent Dib panting at the contact. Zim smirked contently and quickly forced Dib forward so Zim was straddling him again.

Oh, how hard Dib was he squirmed in discomfort as his erection rubbed teasingly against Zim’s crotch. Zim bucked Dib a little and listened as Dib moaned and gasped. Zim began purring loudly and then ducked his head toward the fastenings at Dibs waist. Zim slowly pulled down the zipper of Dibs’ black pants. Dib smed med again he could feel Zim’s shockingly cool breath against his abdomen, Zim finished with the zipper and tugged at his pants with his teeth. He tossed them out of his mouth and to the side where they slapped against the wall and slid down in a heap. He removed Dibs’ gray boxers which showed Dibs’ want prominently. Zim smirked at Dibs’ slightly modest erection; well he would fix that problem.

Dib bit his lip in embarrassment how could he have let this happen let Zim see him in this vulnerable state and how cou- . . . . Oh that felt good.

“Oh shit”, Dib whimpered indignantly, “don’t . . . stop”.

Why was this happening, Zim had begun flicking his tongue over the head of Dibs’ overly interested organ. How did he know how to do this . . . oh and why the hell was he so good at it. Dib cursed himself for being so submissive especially toward his archenemy and for enjoying it. But who couldn’t Zim’s tongue was so enticing it was slender and reptilian and hot which made up for how cold Zim’s breath was against Dibs’ pubic area. Dib gasped suddenly as Zim closed his mouth over his tip his slinky tongue still prodding his slit. Dib growled and tried desperately to push himself deeper into this unnaturally wonderful heauddeuddenly he heard Zim moaning in pleasure, which sent wonderful vibrations over Dibs’ cock. Dib opened his eyes a little to look down at Zim right before he completely engulfed him. Dib screamed and dug his fingers into the back of the aliens’ neck, making Zim moan again. He could feel Zim’s still gloved hands rub down his right leg and grasp his knee and pull it down and bend it again, placing it against an increasingly growing member?

Some where in Dibs’ pleasure hazed paranormal investigators mind he quarried on the fact that Zim had sexual assumingly reproductive organs. This fact made his imagination run wild . . . and made him realize he no longer cared about who was giving him this remarkable torture all he wanted was the feeling. He began slowly rubbing his knee against Zim making the alien moan, and lose his last shard of cocky composure and suck Dib off hard. Dib screamed as he felt the sensitive tip of his member hit the back of Zim’s throat and lost himself in the pleasure coming hard into Zim’s sizzling mouth.

Dib peeled his eyes open and looked down at Zim who he noticed had pulled off his shirt and was now working on his pants.
Zim worked hurriedly on the black slacks of his invaders uniform, half of him afraid that his sense and better judgment would come back before he got what he wanted the other wanting desperately to here Dib scream in pleasure/agony caused by him again. He finally got the damned things off and threw them to the side; he looked down at Dib a second. Dib was focusing on his size and he knew it he smirked slightly at this, and proceeded to spread Dibs’ legs.

Dib marveled at Zim holy shit he was huge! Then again Dib really had no real idea of how old Zim was. He noted that Zim’s member looked pretty much like a humans besides the fact that it was the same color as the rest of his body, and that he lacked genitals, also it was protruding through a break in his skin and looked as though it had been previously lubricated. Dib was suddenly scared out of his mind as Zim spread his legs and questioned his sexuality, he had never really been all that interested in girls and had on a few occasions caught himself staring lustfully at attractive male actors in movies. But this was different from that way different. But he was afraid to protest for Zim had a quite determined look on his face, and he feared his consequences.

Zim positioned himself and slowly ever so slowly began entering Dib who yelped in pain. Ah . . . Dib was tight, Zim rolled his hazed pink eyes in pleasure and left his tip in Dib to let it stretch him. He let it pulse against Dibs’ clenched muscles knowing it would prepare him for what Zim looked forward to.

The intrusion came suddenly and painfully. But it seemed now that Zim was going to be merciful and let Dib get used to it. Then Dib felt a light swelling pulse gently stretching him. Dib wriggled in slight discomfort but it was better that being ripped into.

Zim finally concluded that Dib was ready and began a slow and gentle pace for him. It was agonizing for him, for he wanted to pound into Dibs’ pale body hitting that trigger he knew was hidden deep inside the Dib-Humans vulnerable body. Zim was quickly getting impatient and began pumping him a little harder succeeding in getting a couple worthy moans out of Dib.

“Oh. . . stop teasing me”, Dib grunted, “harder”.

Zim smirked and took himself almost all the way out of Dib before slamming back into him and jabbing Dibs prostate.
Dib screamed in pain and pleasure as white exploded in front of his eyes, blinding him from Zim for a second before just getting another white explosion before his eyes.

“Ugh . . . Zim harder”, Dib growled uncharacteristically.

Zim purred lewdly as he pounded relentlessly into Dibs’ welcoming body. His antennas twittered hysterically, and his pink eyes lolled open and closed. Oh fuck . . .

Dib screamed as he wrapped his leg around Zim’s waist carrying him even deeper and slamming his prostate. Dib couldn’t help but rub himself and help along his quickly approaching orgasm.

Zim growled and bent over to bite on the unclothed portion of Dibs’ neck. As he did so Dib arched and a hot sticky something splattered against his waist . . . not that he cared. Dib laid still gasping underneath him and shivering slightly. Zim continued to pound into Dib, until he abruptly stopped, purred, shivered and let his antennas fall flat on his head his eyes slowly returning back to their normal color.

They both laid there for a couple minutes before Dib wriggled out from underneath Zim, retrieving his discarded glasses and sitting up and looking around for his pants. Finding them and with some difficulty pulling them back on along with the rest of his discarded belongings and looked back at Zim one last time and seeing he had put his clothes back on and was leaning with his back against the couch and his eyes closed as if sleeping. Dib could feel angry, humiliated, rejected, and used, tears welling up in the back of his eyes and desperately fighting their way out. Dib got up angrily and made his way toward the door which he hoped was unlocked, the tip of his fingers touched the doorknob and the tears broke through the wall Dib had built to keep them away, but now they poured down his face. He didn’t want to leave he wanted to sit there with Zim and hug his waist, and feel Zim rubbing the back of his neck, with an ungloved hand. He braced himself slightly against the door as ot cot collapse on himself. Stupid uncontrollable and confusing emotions. He wasn’t supposed to like Zim . . . it was his job to despise alien-scum. Damn it . . . then why the hell did he feel as though he would be happy to have another go with him now? Dib growled and slammed his fist against the door. Why did this have to happen? Suddenly a delicate hand slid on to his shoulder and turned him slowly around.

“What”, Dib said startled as he twirled around coming into a sudden contact with soft cool lips. His eyes where wide in shock and disbelief, but soon he melted against Zim. How did Zim know all of this?

“Zim I don’t understand”, Dib said as he pulled away from Zim.

“Shhh”, Zim shushed Dib as he ran his soft cold fingers through Dibs’ slightly still sweaty hair, “I’ll tell you later”.

Zim planted his lips on Dibs’ again . . . Dib stared at Zim’s closed eyes and watched as they opened slowly and had become several shades lighter. . . hum wonder what that could mean?

Incothe: Yeah, yeah, whatever if you noticed it getting a little OOC I meant that and I also realize it kind of ended on a flat note but I kind of meant that to . . . let your imagination compose the real ending.
Please R&R

I need a beta still incothe@yahoo.com
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