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Princess (The Epic of Dib Side-Story)	By : Fuzzbeast Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 1317 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Princess (The Epic of Dib Side-Story)
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Author Note: This takes place in the middle of The Epic of Dib (ch. 9) and is basically a small one-shot explaining how Gaz and Tak got together as a couple since Dib doesn't get much explanation himself during the course of the main story. If you haven't read the main story, then go read that first or this story isn't going to make a whole lot of sense. Warnings for lesbian/yuri sex later (what else do you expect?). This is written from Tak's POV. Warnings for brief mentions of rape. Oh, and this is my first ever attempt at yuri, so apologies if it's not very good...
"I do not own Invader Zim or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story."
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I hadn't asked Dib what a 'princess' was back when we had that talk, and I still wasn't really sure, but I had taken what he'd said to heart. Apparently, I was a "lesbian" and he seemed to think that was perfectly okay. He'd told me to be patient, that "my princess would come" if I just waited. I suppose he meant that if I just waited long enough, I'd find a partner for me. So, I decided not to worry about it and just throw myself into my work. I liked training the new fighter pilot recruits as it was a position worthy of my skills, and I was truly grateful to Commander Dib for being so gracious towards me. So, for a good while, I was pretty content in my duties alone.
Then, everything changed. One day, Dib introduced me to someone new, someone he wanted me to train. This wasn't just any new recruit, though, this person was special. She was Dib's 'sister', which meant that she shared DNA in common with Dib. Her name was Gaz, and she was remarkably talented as a pilot, learning extremely quickly and coming to have skills that rivaled even my own. In fact, if I were perfectly honest with myself, I'd say she was going to surpass me eventually. Aside from that, I also admired her intelligence. She seemed to be just as smart as the Commander, and we got along very well even outside of work. I found myself spending increasing amounts of leisure time just talking to her. Also, if I were being extremely honest with myself, I'd say I found her oddly attractive...
I used to wonder how Zim could have possibly chosen a member of an alien species to be his partner, but once I got to know Gaz, I began to understand how such an attraction could be formed. She was oddly alluring, and her strange white and amber eyes were rather beautiful... I also liked how she dyed her hair purple, going against the norm, and wore clothes that were so unique. I, too, had defied tradition on Irk and often customized everything from my clothes to my ship. I knew that tendency probably stemmed from my defectiveness, but I couldn't help the way I was. I just loved how confident and proud Gaz seemed about it. Of course, just because I had an attraction to her didn't mean that she returned these feelings. After all, we looked nothing alike; I'm sure she found me hideous, and perhaps she preferred males anyways. That's why I kept our relationship strictly platonic.
I headed up to the roof of the docking bay where we kept the ships. Gaz often came up here after work as she seemed to enjoy the privacy of the place. I often wondered if my presence intruded upon her privacy, but if it bothered her when I came to talk with her, she never said so. So, I assumed she must be giving her implicit permission for me to join her. Sure enough, as soon as I had opened the hatch and stepped onto the roof, I spotted Gaz sitting on the edge, legs dangling off. For a creature that had no spider legs to catch herself with, she sure was brave about heights. I approached slowly, and sat down quietly next to her, waiting for her to choose to start a conversation or not. Some days Gaz was pretty quiet and barely spoke at all. At other times, she'd just randomly tell me things, often on subjects completely out of the blue. Usually, these subjects had to do with her personal life. I always remained quiet and listened carefully; I got the impression that these were things that Gaz did not tell others about very often. Because of this, hearing these intimate details felt almost like a gift.
"Hey, Tak," she finally greeted after a few minutes of silence. "Hey, Gaz," I greeted in return. She sighed heavily. "I wonder if my brother can really pull it off..." she said without further explanation. I knew what she was talking about though. She wondered if Commander Dib's plans would work, if he'd truly be able to defeat the Irken Empire and bring us the freedom we all wanted. Freedom for me to be myself, to love whomever I wanted... "I believe he can do it," I answered, "He's very smart, and he helped me greatly." Her curiosity seemed piqued now as she turned to me, quirking an eyebrow. "What did he help you with, exactly?" she asked. "Oh, it was just a personal matter," I said, suddenly feeling very embarrassed. I could tell from her expression, though, that she wasn't going to let this drop so easily. "What sort of personal matter?" she pressed. I'd known her long enough by now to know that she was quite perceptive; even my mind control implant hadn't worked on her back when I was on Earth. It was best I just tell her the truth. Still, I didn't know how she'd react to it. She was the closest thing to a friend I'd had in many many years, and I didn't want to spoil that. What if she thought I was weird and disgusting? "Well... I - Dib helped me accept a part of myself that I wasn't sure about," I started out carefully. Gaz just stared at me, waiting for me to continue. "Um, Gaz, if I told you something about myself, something personal, do you promise not to hate me?" Gaz seemed to think for a moment before answering. "Well, I guess it depends on what you tell me, but I don't think I could hate you. You're pretty cool..." she said. This answer gave me some hope, so I continued. "Well, I've always been a bit strange, growing up; I have a problem where I don't like mating with males. Dib helped me, he told me I was a 'lesbian' and that it was okay. He also told me to wait and be patient and that 'my princess would come' but I'm not entirely sure what that means. Anyway, you don't think I'm disgusting and wrong, do you?" That last part had come out a bit more timid-sounding than I'd really intended.
Gaz seemed to be looking at me strangely now. I regretted ever admitting my oddness, no doubt she was thinking I was truly defective. I swallowed uncomfortably and looked down, feeling ashamed. She finally spoke, "No, I don't think your disgusting at all; you're a rather pretty lady. I'm rather surprised to find another lesbian all the way out here though..." I almost did a double-take. Gaz was a lesbian too?! "Um, you're like...me?" I said somewhat stupidly. She chuckled, "Yeah. I just don't go around advertising my sexuality like my brother does. He's like the head of a big gay parade all the time; I'm a bit more subtle than he is!" I laughed too; "Yeah, I can always smell Zim and Skoodge on him. They must reinforce their bonds an awful lot! It's pretty hard to miss..." "Reinforce their bonds? You mean...sex, right?" she asked. "Why yes, of course," I replied. She seemed to be thinking again. "Let me ask you something. When was the last time you got laid?" she said. "Oh..." I said, feeling a bit embarrassed by the personal question, "Well, it was years ago. A taller male demanded I let him mount me, and I just didn't feel like arguing that day, so I did. Thankfully it was over pretty quickly."
She seemed to consider this information. "So, what you're saying is that you haven't gotten laid in years, and the last time you did was fucking terrible?" she said. I nodded; "That's pretty accurate." "And would you like to get laid now?" she asked. I crinkled my face in disgust. "No, I certainly don't; I just don't like those smelly males and their penises..." She actually laughed out loud at me. "What?" I questioned. "I wasn't saying you should have sex with a man, I was trying to ask if you wanted to have sex with me," she stated bluntly. That was a new thought. "Um, can we do that?" I asked skittishly. She chuckled again; "Of course we can! There's no reason we couldn't. I just want to know if you'd want to do it with me..." I looked her straight in the eye. I was blushing, but I wanted her to see the truth on my face. "Yes, I'd like that. I think you're rather pretty, and I like you as a person. It's just that...I've never done this with a woman before, and I'm not sure how this would work..." She smiled at me then, something she rarely did. "Come here..." she said, pulling me close.
She pulled me close to her, our faces were nearly touching now. I stared into her multicolored eyes. How strange they were; white, then amber, with a black center. I stared into that blackness, and was surprised to see my own reflection in them. "Hey, I'm going to kiss you now, don't freak out, okay?" she said softly. I held still for her, and she gently pressed her lips to mine. I knew what this was; I'd done research on humans when I'd been back on Earth, so I knew this was an affectionate gesture. I relaxed into the kiss, and she pressed her tongue against my lips. I parted them for her, and felt her tongue roam around inside my mouth. I shyly rubbed my tongue up against hers. I knew that was the proper thing to do, but I was surprised by how much I was enjoying it; it felt rather nice...
Suddenly she pulled back and looked at me. "Can I touch these?" she asked, gesturing towards my antenna. "Huh? Oh, sure, just be gentle. They're sensitive, you know..." She smile slyly at me. "Yeah, I know," she said seductively. She reached out and gently grasped my antenna, running her fingers up and down them. I shuddered and moaned softly at the pleasurable sensations it created. After a few minutes of this wonderful treatment, she stopped. "Hey, Tak, touch these for me, would you?" She grasped my hands and slid them up under her shirt. She must want me to touch her breasts. From my research, I knew they were a feature of human females, and were somewhat sensitive. I slid my hands up over them, feeling the bra there. "Just reach around behind and undo the clasp," she directed. I did as she instructed, and fumbled with it a bit until it popped open. Then I moved my hands back around and felt her chest. Her breasts were a bit smaller than other human females I'd seen on Earth, but they were still very soft and supple. I moved up to gently pinch her nipples, earning a soft gasp from Gaz. Hah! I did good! I continued gently stroking and squeezing them, and Gaz moaned softly.
"That's good, Tak. See, you're a quick learner!" I smiled at her, appreciating the compliment. "Oh, but wait," I said, "I don't have any of these like you do... Does it bother you?" She grinned at me; "Nah, it's alright. You've got some very pretty antenna to make up for it!" To prove her point, she reached out a finger and ran it over one of my antenna, causing me to shudder. "Now, she said, since you're such a quick learner, I've got something else for you to touch." I squinted one eye at her as a questioning look. She grabbed my right hand and slid it down past the waistband of her skirt. I got the idea of what she wanted and started feeling around until I found her opening. I fingered it gingerly, waiting for signs of approval. She seemed to be quite moist and lubricated down there. Perhaps a good sign? After feeling around a bit, I found a spot towards the front that seemed especially sensitive. Whenever my fingers grazed it, she shuddered. I decided to concentrate my efforts on that spot, gently rubbing my pointer finger against it. Soon she was moaning and twitching. "Ah, wait, Tak..." she finally said. "Huh? Am I doing it wrong?" I asked. She shook her head. "Ah, no, you're doing a great job. Too great in fact - I'd like to get you off too before I cum..." "Oh!" I exclaimed. She moved one of her hands to my pants, sliding it under the waistband. "Well, you already successfully found my clitoris," she said, "Is there some spot on you that's equally sensitive?" I guided her hand down to my opening. "Yes, if you press in about two inches, towards the front you should find a hard little bundle of nerves. If you stroke it for me, it'll feel nice." She poked around for a minute or two before she located my sensitive spot. She pressed her fingers to it somewhat firmly, causing me to gasp and arch up off the ledge. "Sorry, I'll be more gentle..." she said. I nodded and she stroked it more softly, making me moan and squirm. She leaned back in again, and I pressed my lips to hers.
We kissed passionately as we stroked each other. Soon, the pleasure was building and I was rocking into her fingers. I moaned into her mouth and rocked my hips faster. It all felt so good... The tension built and built. She must have been feeling much the same since she, too, was rocking into my touches. I felt her quiver and groan, a warm flood of liquid releasing around my hand. She recovered quickly and continued to stroke me. Soon, I shrieked out loud and came, my muscles clenching around her fingers. We sat together quietly, just catching our breath for a few minutes. She smiled lazily at me.
"Wow," I said, feeling giddy, "that felt so much better than the times any male mounted me!" Suddenly, Gaz's look turned serious. "Did they ever hurt you?" she asked. "Sometimes," I admitted. I didn't like to admit my moments of weakness, but it was true. She kept her prying gaze fixed on me, so I continued. "Well, sometimes I'd try to tell them no, but they'd force me anyways. I've fought all my life to keep them away from me, but sometimes I'd just get overpowered or outnumbered, despite the fact that I'm a pretty fierce fighter. It's just that some of them were bigger than me, and sometimes there'd be more than one... I hope you don't think me weak..." She looked quite firmly resolved as she spoke, "No, I don't think you're weak at all. In fact, you're really brave to fight like that despite the odds being against you!" Her flattery made me feel much better. She continued speaking, "Just so you know, I'm a tough little bitch, and from now on, I've got your back!" I smiled at her, a genuine smile of happiness. Finally, someone to be by my side! Someone I liked, even 'loved', as the humans called it.. "Gaz," I said quietly, "I think I might love you..." She placed her hand on mine. "Now, now, let's not get too sappy. However, for the record, I'd have to say that I love you too..." "Gaz," I asked, "Will you be my partner?" She nodded; "Yes, I will. From this day forward, I'm going to be your partner. We'll arm ourselves to the teeth and let the Armada have it! We'll show them that you and I deserve to be free to love whomever we want!" "Yes!" I agreed, feeling triumphant.
"You know what?" I said, " I sure am glad Dib and I had that talk. He ended up being right - I did find my princess!" Gaz just laughed. "Heh heh, yeah right! Princess! Hah! More like a goth princess, maybe... but yeah, I'm glad Dib helped you out. My brother's a goofball sometimes, but he does do something right every once in a awhile." "Yeah," I answered, "I'm glad I found you." "Me too," she answered as she pulled me in for another kiss...
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The End!
Author Notes: Hope you enjoyed that! And of course, if you haven't read "The Epic of Dib" go off and do that!
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