Things Left Unsaid

Chapter 14:

By Glowzilla

Hey guys, I just wanted to give a little short piece for the ending of this story. I know I kind of ended it in the last chapter but I never fully completed the story. I figured I'd give you guys one last chapter before I really ended Things Left Unsaid. Read and review! ^_^

A year had now passed with Zim and Dib living together, honestly Dib never thought his life would have gotten any better considering a good portion of it was filled with pain and suffering. The panic attacks he was prone to having after his two years in foster care had all but disappeared within the first six months of his stay with Zim. The alien had been adamant with helping him through those times, even though he wasn't too sure on how to help him when he had first witnessed them.

Dib mainly had them at night, right after a nightmare or some kind of dream that would bring him back to his old life. He would wake up crying and shivering, sometimes even confused as to where he was when he didn't recognize the room in the dark. Zim had learned never to run up on him while he was mid panic attack, the first time he did, Dib had punched him.

The human had felt so bad afterwards that he continuously apologized for the attack the whole day, even though the punch hadn't been that hard, he could still see the bruise he left on Zims cheek a few hours later. Though Zim didn't mind it, he had learned that the best way to deal with someone who's having a panic attack, would be to carefully, and calmly, talk them through it.

The next panic attack Dib had, Zim had done his research, and walked into Dibs room, making enough noise that the human would hear him, but not loud enough to startle him. That's what originally got him punched in the face, plus it didn't help that he had grabbed Dibs arm, that just seemed to freak him out more. Now though, Zim walked into Dibs room, calling the humans name quietly while bringing himself down to the floor to be eye level with him, kneeling on the side of the humans bed, calmly stroking his hand. Trying to relax the human without making him think he's being restrained, offering support in a subtle manner. When recognition lit the humans eyes, he would thread his fingers with Zims, squeezing his hand softly while he tried to gain control of his tears. Dib didn't like to feel weak, he hated these panic attacks, and he hated that Zim was witnessing them firsthand since they lived together.

He didn't want Zim to feel obligated to help, but he soon realized that Zim wasn't doing this out of obligation. When Zim would come into his room, helping him back from the terror his attacks brought him, holding him close and whispering into his ear that he was ok, he wasn't going to die, and that Zim was there for him, Dib understood. The continuous phrases of I love you Zim would whisper to him helped bring on the revelation, and he felt silly that he hadn't realized that to be the reason sooner. Although it wasn't that long ago that they had whispered it to each other after their first night together, Dib became aware that Zim didn't help him out of obligation, Zim did it because he loved Dib. The human felt cherished whenever he came back from an attack and felt himself being cradled in Zims arms, the warmth from his strong form enough to lull Dib into a calmer state while Zim continued to talk to him, until he could feel the tension leave and sleep take over.

The intervals following the attacks grew longer, they became far and few between, sometimes not even lasting very long, Dib finding himself being able to pull himself out of it without eliciting Zims help. The relationship between human and alien grew to exponential forms, even though the two fought or argued over simple things, their anger never lasted very long, and if Dib had an attack following an argument, Zim would be right there, holding him throughout the ordeal, argument completely forgotten while Dib was brought back.

Even Gir seemed to know what to do should Dib have an attack while Zim was out of the house, though the little android seemed to think that if lightly petting Dibs head and humming a soft tune didn't work, a bunch of stuffed pigs did the trick. Dib had woken up surrounded by plush toys heaped around him, covering his body from head to toe as he tried to get up off of the couch. That was probably where Gir put him instead of the bedroom, it wasn't really his fault, he wasn't allowed in Dibs bedroom after the taco incident, and Zim would always keep his door locked since he knew about the taco incident. Zim had gotten home just in time to see Dib bringing the stuffed toys back to Girs room, and after a quick explanation of what happened, Zim wouldn't stop teasing him for the rest of the week. Finding the whole thing humorous, and exclaiming that he wished he had seen Dib surrounded by the stuffed toys so he could have gotten a picture.

When Dib and Zim finally made the decision that they should sleep in the same room together, it had been almost 4 months of living together. And since they had been sleeping together on an almost constant basis, they found it strange that they hadn't started sharing the same bed in the beginning. Though Zim explained that he didn't want Dib to feel uncomfortable when he had first moved in, he kept their rooms separate so Dib would be able to have his own space. Even after Dib started to sleep mainly in Zims room, they would randomly, whenever things became hot and heated between them, find themselves in Dibs room where they would spend a long night together under Dibs sheets. It just depended on whose room was closer when the need to be together overwhelmed their train of thought.

Dib found he didn't care where he slept, so long as it was Zim he woke up next to, and that was all he needed to say when Zim asked if he wanted to change the sleeping arrangements to just using one room. Zim wanted to fall asleep next to his human, to feel his skin when they cuddled next to each other, finding it harder and harder to go to sleep when they slept separately. To him, it felt like they hadn't made any progress in their relationship, they have had sex on numerous occasions, falling asleep together after the nights ordeal. But on the nights where they slept in different rooms, Zim would feel a nagging in his spootch, it made him want to seek out the human, to crawl into his bed and cuddle up to the form he had grown to love.

Dib had agreed to feeling the same way, confessing that he had almost gone into Zims room several times during the night when he would wake up cold and alone. He didn't like the little separation they had from each other when it came time to sleep. Although the first night of them sleeping together was about as awkward as when they first had sex with each other; Zim being oddly silent and Dib finding random things to pick up around the house acting like he was cleaning.

When 11 o'clock rolled around, both Zim and Dib were tired beyond words, but still being awkwardly shy. The mood needed to be broken, this was supposed to be normal for them, they were already living together, and they had been having a good relationship, why was it so weird now that they were going to start sleeping together all the time? Why was it making them so nervous?

Suddenly Dib had an idea, but he blushed a little at what he was going to do, he walked past Zim in the hallway before turning into his own bedroom instead of into the aliens. Zim looked hurt for a moment, but chalked it up to the human wanting to change into his pajamas before going into sleep mode. He'd give the Dib thing a few moments to get ready, not wanting to think that the human may not want to spend the night with him tonight.

Dib shut his door lightly, making up his mind for what he wanted to do, going into his closet with the arrangement of stripper clothing he wore at work. They were all hung up neatly along the hanging rack, each varying in color and different levels of nudity. Of course Dib never took off his clothing at work, it didn't mean he didn't like the outfits, and some of the more skimpier ones could be used as negligées. He figured if he added a little fun to this for Zim, the alien wouldn't be so nervous about their sleeping arrangements becoming a regular thing. And of course Dib also wanted to see what Zim would think once Dib showed off the newest outfit.

Now, for those of you wondering, Dib himself is not a cross dresser and would never dream of wearing women's clothing on a regular basis. The tops and pants he wore for work were mainly fitted to fit women, but since Dib was a stripper, no one questioned him about his outfit choices. The black number he pulled out of the closet and laid across his bed to look at, well that was definitely made for a woman. The lack of anything remotely conservative on the piece of clothing was enough to be considered something the opposite sex could wear, but not something any normal male would just try on to entice his partner.

Dib had the slight curvature of a woman, but his toned chest and prominent muscles aligning his arms and legs made him very sleek and stealthy. Though based on height and his medium build, he could easily pass for a woman if he wore the right material. Dib had no plans to put on a dress and a wig for Zim, but wearing the black outfit would definitely entice the green Irken… or at least he hoped it would.

The material was cool against his fingers as he slid the black lace top over his chest, the neat floral design going across the hem of the material not taking anything away from the intricate rope design cascading in waves down the open back. A second portion of the material went around his hips, kind of like a guarder belt, but it connected to the crotch- less panties he semi- struggled to get into. The final piece of the outfit was a pair of furry black cuffs that hung from the side of the guarder belt, attaching at the hip. Dib contemplated actually using them, but figured it went good with the outfit, and hung them from their respectable place on his side.

Figuring looking in the mirror would make him chicken out, Dib touched up his hair as best he could with his fingers, smoothing down the rumpled look he was sporting from sitting too long on the couch.

When everything was ready, including Dibs stomach, since it seemed like it was trying to do summersaults inside of him, Dib quickly and quietly opened his door. Peeking out into the hall for Gir and making sure nothing would give him away, he edged closer to Zims room. Glad to see that the light was still on, it meant Zim was waiting for him, but if he heard Dibs door open, he would definitely be watching his door for the human to enter through.

Dib wasn't big on making grand entrances, but he was trying to get Zim into a more comfortable mood, what better way to do it than to surprise the Invader with one of his more… naughty outfits. True Dib never really played up the sexy while with Zim, the Invader was more than generous with his compliments to the human, Dib almost instantly returning the favor for Zim, wanting the Irken to know just how hypnotically captivating Dib found him when they were together.

Dib knew, even if the Irken was bundled with several layers of clothing with part of his face obscure, he would still be the hottest creature Dib could call 'Mine'. Plus it excited Dib to no end with the thought of being able to undress Zim from all those layers, exposing his luxurious body that was, all for Dib.

Smiling now, Dib took a deep breath, and walked into the partially open door, quietly pushing it the rest of the way open as he made his appearance in the door frame.

Zim had been sitting up in the bed, bidding his time with a small device he was trying to fix after Gir relented to Zim that he had tried to eat it. He couldn't really remember what the damn thing did, but he didn't want to just stare at the door all night waiting for the human. It would have driven him nuts waiting the first minute if the human hadn't shown up, and he most likely would have gone to the human's room to ask if he was coming at all.

This way he was distracted long enough for Dib to make the decision on his own, and for Zim to not get antsy.

He acknowledged that the door to his room was opened, but when he didn't hear any more movement, he looked up to greet the human in what was, hopefully a welcome gesture to their new, shared bedroom, wanting the human to feel comfortable enough to just walk in, not wait for permission.

Although when his eyes landed on the human before him, framed in his doorway like a forbidden sex god, did the greeting he had been working up to say vanish from his mind. The device he was fiddling with clattered to the floor, Zim's mouth dropping open and almost falling into his lap as he took in the stunning view.

There Dib was, in all his human glory, pitch black hair a mess of wild strands as they aligned his perfect face, those gold eyes staring intently into his own ruby orbs as if to say, 'this is all yours'. The red ruby optics traveled down more to take in the view of the garment Dib was sporting, feeling a flush sprout out across his green face as he realized, Dib was wearing crotch- less underwear. And there, dangling mischievously on his hip, were a pair of handcuffs that glittered in the dim light of the room.

Feeling painfully aroused, Zim almost moaned when Dib sauntered into the room, a predatory glint in his gold eyes while he swished his curvaceous hips back and forth as he walked, wanting to entice.

And oh, did he entice. Zim could feel his member pushing to get out, rubbing against the underside of his skin almost uncomfortably, causing a friction Zim intended the human help him relieve.

Dib was loving the look Zim was giving him, unable to believe that he could cause such an expression to cross the Irkens face. If Zim had been a dog, Dib believed he would have seen him salivating when Dib started to slowly climb onto the bed.

Zim's breath caught in his throat when the human moved to in-between his legs, still on top of the covers but that was a minor issue. He just couldn't seem to tear his eyes away from the human who stretched his body up in front of him, bending slightly backwards as he gave Zim the full view.

This time Zim couldn't hold back the moan as he reached for his human, feeling that pale skin twitch beneath his claws, warmth running through his body as his mind delved to more bestial activities. Dib caught the look in Zims eyes and was glad to see that the shyness from earlier had all but vanished, being replaced by the dominant invader Dib had grown to love.

"Can I take this to mean you like what you see?" Dib gasped slightly as Zims claws traveled lover, gripping his buttocks lewdly through the garment and indenting his skin with the force of his grasp. The indentations tinged pink, a few shades brighter than the blush crossing Dib's face as he locked his gaze with the Invader's.

"Yesssss" Zim hissed out, his mind delving from the track it was on, wanting to just consume the human right then and there. It took all of Zims brain power to focus on the human's words, his eyes adjusting from his haze to realize he had brought Dib closer to him, to where the human was perched right over his lap, his hands unconsciously massaging the skin around Dibs lower body.

He wanted to rip the material off of Dib when his fingers met the sinfully soft fabric of the underwear. He needed to have his human, he wanted to see that body bare to him all of the sensitive areas Zim had found during previous explorations. To touch each area and have Dib moan out in pleasure, exposing himself in the rawest way.

Dibs mind was on a similar track, but teasing Zim seemed like fun also, wanting to string out Zims control to the barest of threads before he finally snapped.

His hands found purchase on Zims shoulders, ruffling the material of the nightshirt Zim was wearing. Sliding his hands lower, he began to lift the shirt off of Zim, the invader complying and lifting his arms to help remove the material faster, if only to help make skin to skin happen sooner.

With the shirt gone, Dib moved his hands along the expanse of the green chest, slightly envious of the broad muscles Zim sported, aligning his skin with ripples of power. Dib couldn't stop the tremor shooting down his spine at the thought of Zim taking him over, the raw feral beast showing the human how animalistic Zim could be while Dib fell victim to the lust.

Licking his lips Dib tried to remain on point, but Zim moved just slightly and their hips ground together, making Dib jolt as the friction caused his member to twitch, heat pooling in his groin as the fabric of the bed sheet caused him to whine in discomfort. Zims skin would feel so much better against him, but he didn't want the fun to end just yet.

Lowering his head to Zims neck, Dib licked a patch of the skin before dragging a chunk of it into his mouth, sucking and bringing blood to the surface as he moved his hands lower on the alien, shoving against his chest and laying Zim down flat into the bed so his head rested on the pillow, his antenna vibrating wildly as Dib continued to suckle on him.

Zim groaned when the human began to give him a hickey, feeling his member almost grinding against his inner skins wall but not yet extending. He needed more friction, more touching, but Dib was no longer on his lap, so even when he rolled his hips up, he didn't make contact. Growling and purring at the same time, Zim bit back his frustration as waves of pleasure soared through his body, the human knowing exactly where to touch to get his heart racing. Where to bite him to make him squeak, purr or moan the loudest. Zim took the liberty of moving his hands down again to Dibs butt, reaching around to tug at the panties, pulling them slightly to try and get them to come off.

"Whoa there big guy," Dib said as he reached around to grab Zims hands, bringing them around so he was holding the claws against his chest, a devilish light brightening the gold eyes as he stopped Zims movements from going further. "I want to have a little more fun without your hands getting in the way OK?"

Zim was in a daze, not registering what Dib had said, just that his hands were no longer on the underwear. He wanted the human naked already! He didn't think he could hold out any longer. And if they didn't start moving soon, he really was going to go crazy.

Cool metal clicking around his wrists brought him out of his foggy daze really fast, especially when he couldn't move his hands from behind his head. Zims whole body froze as he peered above his head to his wrists, now sporting the handcuffs Dibs outfit came with. They were connected to the bars of the head board so he couldn't move them downwards or around, keeping him locked in place. He would have been worried if they were of a higher grade material, but judging from the look Dib was giving him, the human knew he could get out of the cuffs if he really wanted too, so he wasn't in danger.

However, the fact that Dib put him in cuffs had his brain sending all kinds of signals and messages. What could the human be planning? What was he going to do? And by Tallest he better do it soon!

Zims breathing escalated as Dib began to move downwards, taking the bed spread with him so he could expose the rest of Zims body, moving slowly over the Irken so Zim could watch what he was doing. he kissed and licked his way down Zims chest, earning a few squeaks and moans for his trouble.

"What are you planning human? We've definitely never done anything like this before." Zims voice was breathless as he spoke, but he was genuinely curious, knowing the human wanted to try something like this gave him a few ideas for later, but he shoved those thoughts away and tried to focus on Dib.

"Just thought it would be fun," Dib answered with a sly grin, hooking his fingers in the waistline of Zims pajama pants and giving a firm tug, making Zim gasp as the garment was pulled away, leaving him completely nude to the teen above him. "And besides," Dib licked his lips, "This way when we celebrate the anniversary of deciding to sleep only in one room for the rest of our lives, we can forget about the awkwardness of the day, and just remember the wild night we had."

Running his hand down between Zims legs, feeling around the skin until he felt the member within the hidden pocket, he began to massage the area, keeping his eyes on Zim while he began the process of extracting the member. "I wanted to lighten the mood for us, so I figured if we made this activity a little bit more interesting, we wouldn't be so awkward about sleeping in the same room together." Zims breath hitched as Dibs fingers slid over the sensitive skin, letting out a rather loud moan as he felt the skin surrounding his member begin to give way, and for his member to emerge little by little. It must have been the handcuffs, or Dibs outfit, or something about the night, because Zim couldn't remember ever being this turned on before. The feeling of Dib touching him was so intense, it felt like he was going crazy, he tried to shift his legs but Dib was between them, keeping them open. The way those fingers moved, it had him arching back, head pressed into the pillow hard as he gripped the bars on the headboard, needing to find purchase as his member became more and more aroused. He was panting and sweating by the time his member fully extended, his legs and arms shacking and his stomach contracting. He wanted to move, he needed to move, wanted to touch the human but the handcuffs were keeping him confined. Too lost now in the pleasure to realize he could have used the PAK legs to get him out of their hold, just watching the human with wide magenta eyes for what he was going to do next.

Dibs face was aflame, more aroused now than he had been a moment ago, Zims loud moans and groans causing his member to become erect and stand at attention. Dib reveled in the power he had at that moment, smiling down at Zim and watching that green body move beneath him, writhing in pleasure and in need of release. Dib could also see the strain Zim was putting on the handcuffs, and briefly wondered why the invader hadn't broken them yet, though Zim looked like he was in a daze, so that probably explained it. All the blood in his brain left to fill up the other part of his brain which resided in his manhood. Running a finger over the jutting shaft, Dib chuckled as Zim gasped loudly, trying to buck his hips into the soft feather light touch and growling audibly when Dib pulled his hand away.

"Don't worry Zim," Dib cooed in his velvety soft voice, leaning down to lick Zims neck, tasting his sweat, "I'll make you feel all better in a moment."

Taking off the silk lace top, Dib moved to give Zim a hard kiss, his hand going to lightly fondling the aliens member as their tongues swept together. Zim gasped into the kiss, his moans fueling Dib onwards as he began to move his hand up and down slowly, collecting the pre-cum flowing out of the head.

Zim tried to hold back his moans, embarrassed almost with how audible he was becoming, realizing now that being restrained while Dib had his way with him made him exceedingly horny. Dib pulled out of the kiss with a gasp, their shared saliva dripping out of his mouth and onto Zims chest and neck, pulling his hand away from the member to get ready for the second part of the act.

Zim almost screamed in frustration as that hand left his member again, leaving him to burn for release, he was so close dammit.

Dib scooted back to begin removing his underwear, taking the guarder belt off in the same instant before moving to straddle Zims hips. Blushing furiously, Dib inched backwards until he felt the tip of Zims member at his entrance, stopping to move forward so he could reach behind Zim and touch his PAK.

Zims eyes shot open when he felt the human line himself up with his member, feeling the ring of muscle around his head before the human was touching his PAK. Seeming to know what the human was looking for, Zim released the PAK legs, curving the one forward with the lube compartment so Dib could get to it easily. Coating his fingers in the blue substance, Dib arched backwards as he smeared the lube around his entrance, making sure to brush his fingers along the tip of Zims member before moving to straddle Zim again.

"D-Dib h-humannn," Zim groaned out, "D-don't force y-yourself, Nnnhh." Zim could feel the human moving above him, the tip of his member level with Dibs entrance, could feel the heat of Dibs body radiating off of him. He wanted more than anything to be inside the human, but this was a position they hadn't done very often. Zim worried, through his lust, that Dib would hurt himself, though keeping the train of thought going while the human backed up onto him was a lot harder than he thought.

Dib had to really concentrate on relaxing his body, rocking backwards slightly as he felt himself line up with Zim, even though he was sufficiently lubed, Zim was still quite a bit bigger than him, so he couldn't rush the process. Dib gasped when he pressed down slightly, feeling Zims member penetrate upwards but meeting with some resistance, the head being able to breach but not the first set of ribs.

Zim made a harsh mewling sound when Dib began to encase part of his member, but when the human didn't go any lower, his heated mind took over, driving his hormone induced body into moving slightly upwards. His hips jiggling just slightly, he tried bucking into the human to help force his member deeper.

The green body moving below him, delirious with pleasure and arching into Dibs touches was probably the sexiest sight Dib had ever seen. In all their times with sex, Zim had never been the one below him for any length of time, Dib blamed it on the residual Invader mind state that told Zim he needed to be the one to conquer, not be conquered. In effect, Zim liked to be on top, they never really tried anything new, although Zim did like to use his PAK legs on the human, restraining him and taking over his body in the most delicious of ways. Dib would never say their sex was boring, they were always doing it in new and fun ways, role playing was probably the best since Zim liked to pretend he was the Irken tallest, leader of the empire, and Dib was his esteemed slave. This was one of Dibs favorite role playing games because when they got into character, their old rivalry was brought back to life, challenging each other and Dib being defiant in the face of his Irken master. Their sex, when they got to it after a heated argument (still role playing), was the hottest, intense kind of sex Dib could even dream of. But even that turned into a rivalry of sorts, even during the role play, Dib would taunt at Zim when Zim would finish first, egging him on in the face of defeat. But Dib had learned early on that Zim could finish first, but keep going for multiple rounds, while Dib was slower to cum, and could only go for about two. The vocal jabs weren't meant to hurt the invader, no no, Dib did it to make Zim just a teensy bit angry so theat when he was ready to go again, he fucked Dib a lot harder, making Dibs own orgasm that much greater.

When the role playing was over, the aftermath sex brought them back down to the role of lovers who just had a crazy night.

But right now, with Zim beneath him, arching his back and whimpering sounds of utter pleasure while Dib slowly impaled himself upon that red member, Dib couldn't understand why he hadn't tried this sooner. Now he understood why Zim seemed to like to restrain him sometimes, of course Dib enjoyed it too, extremely might he add, but he had never thought of how the restrainer felt. Looking at Zims pleasured face and arching back, Dib could see why Zim liked it, it made him feel in control, and Zim could do nothing as Dib gave that tight green body pleasure to the fullest extent.

Though he started to rethink the parameters of Zims control when the Irken began to grind up into him, his body going too far up in one good thrust, Dib lost his balance and fell a good inch further onto the invader shaft. A startled yell left Dibs lips when he caught himself from fully being impaled, but the forced movement brought a guttural groan from Zim, his PAK legs flexing for a moment before gliding forward, ensnaring Dib around his waist, keeping him locked in place and unable to lift up off the member.

Dibs whole body shook with tremors, his breathing snagged in his throat as he leaned into the PAK legs, glad for their support but not liking the fact that he couldn't move up from the forced invasion. His breathing was in huffs, coming in short gasps as he steadied himself, his insides pulsing around the member, familiar with the girth and easily opening wider for the shaft, finding it somewhat easier to push himself the rest of the way down once his body got used to the size.

Zim was slowly losing his mind, the tight heat of the human combined with his restrained arms had him on the verge of screaming. His claws gripped the steel bars of the headboard, clinging to the metal while his PAK legs encircled his human, stilling him form moving away, needing this to go much, much faster. When Dib let out the pained yell, Zims conscious ness woke up long enough for him to realize he shouldn't have moved too fast, but his more primal instincts didn't seem to care either way. They needed to move, everything in Zim was telling him to move, to grab the human and force him into submission, to show him who the true invader was, too-…..

Dib had completely derailed Zims train of thought when he shifted to sit, fully encased, on Zims member. His walls clenching and unclenching mercilessly while Zim made a purr/ whine in the back of his throat. Dib shuddered now that he could feel all of Zim inside of him, clutching Zims chest as he experimentally shifted his hips, getting used to the massive organ. Zim made an assortment of strangled sounds as Dib shifted to get comfortable, his green chest was heaving, moving Dibs hands up and down with each intake of breath. Dib was loving that face! The way Zim mewled when he rocked back just slightly, his expression contorted with pleasure and impatience, Dib knew Zim wanted his to start moving, and Dib was willing to oblige.

Reaching down to feel for the port that controlled the PAK legs, Dib fiddled with one of the mechanisms until he found the release switch, flicking it on so the PAK legs wouldn't be able to hold him down anymore.

As soon as they released Dibs hips the human began to move, forcing a startled yip from Zims green lips as Dib lifted up off of him, only to fall back down hard onto his member. "AHhhhnn- D-Dib!" Zim cried out, his claws making dents in the bars of the headboard as Dib began to thrust expertly up and down, getting faster and harder with each move he made on the Irken below him. Zims hips bowed upwards on automatic, helping the human as best he could with the thrusts, but feeling he needed more leverage, his mind going crazy with want, forcing his red eyes open to look at the human above him.

The sight he saw almost had him climaxing right then and there. The Dib looked absolutely stunning!, his pure white flesh glowed in the dim light of the room, full pink lips open in ecstasy as the pleasure seemed to be taking over. Long slender fingers gripped Zims green chest as Dib fought for purchase, his face a bright red as he huffed in exertion to the movements claiming his body. But when their eyes locked, bright gold meeting dark ruby, Zim felt a surge of want, it was so forceful in fact, that when his PAK legs went back online they instantly moved upwards, over his head to slash at the handcuffs.

Zim moved instantly when he was freed, taking Dib by surprise when he flipped them, Dib landing on his back with a gasp as the PAK legs moved forward to grip his hands, forcing them over the humans pitch black hair while Zim pumped into him ruthlessly. Dib was only shocked for a moment before Zim began moving, forcing strangled cries from his lips as they continued their dance, Zim now in control of the movements. "Z-Ziiimmmm" Dib moaned out, chocking back animalistic cries as Zim began to fondle his nipples, pinching them in time with his thrusts, swiping his tongue over Dibs neck while he groaned out words in Irken, finding the correct rhythm that had the human and himself moaning on a constant level.

When he finally hit Dibs prostate, the human instantly cried out, sweeping his long legs around Zims hips as his entrance tightened, forcing them together as Dib fought against his climax, wanting this pleasure to never end. Zim groaned out when Dibs passage clamped down hard on him, though he continued their movements, not stilling even when Dib bit into his neck, his fingernails digging into the skin on his shoulders. "Ah! Yes!... Zim.. r-right t-theeerrree! Oh God!" Dib couldn't stop his cries, even when Zims movements became erratic, those green claws gripping his hips, stilling his movements while Zim forced him to take every one of his hits. "D-Dib.. Zim is going too!" Zim dropped his head into Dibs neck, licking at the skin as his climax loomed upon him.

"Mmm me- me too Zim!" Dib gasped out, nudging Zims head from his neck, tilting so their lips brushed together, trying to seal for a kiss. Zim didn't need any more prompting and took Dibs lips in to his own, his body holding out for a few more thrusts before he finally came, gasping into Dibs mouth as Dib clamped down even harder on him, milking the seed from his member. Dib groaned as he felt Zim release inside of him, that hot fluid coating his inner walls and dribbling out down his thighs and onto the bed, his own orgasm shooting out between them and smearing against their chests.

Zim pumped a few more times as he released everything he had inside of Dib, continuing to groan in Irk as his orgasm drained him of energy, soon just collapsing on top of the human as they came down from their high.

They were both panting heavily when Zim finally rolled from the human, just staring at the ceiling while they tried to find their voices.

Dib turned to look at Zim, watching his green chest rise and fall almost as fast as his own, smiling smugly when Zim turned to look at him, his green face breaking out into a relaxed, content sort of smile. "Were gonna have to do that again sometime" Zim said as he threaded his claws with Dibs fingers, bringing the hand up to kiss while Dib chuckled beside him, moving to lay his head on Zims chest. "You bet were gonna do that again, I have a few more outfits to try out since this one seemed to turn you on so much. Though now I'm thinking I'm going to need more props if we wanna get really into it."

A devilish smile broke out across Dibs lips when Zim lifted an eyebrow at him, the Irken trembling slightly at the prospect of seeing more outfits of that manner on the human. But props? Remembering the hand cuffs another blush broke out on Zims face, but he played it cool, taking the humans chin and kissing him lightly before replying. "If you want more props Dib thing, then Zim has all the gadgets you could ever dream of, though don't think Zim will always be restrained, I've got a few plans for you in mind too that I've stored away." At Dibs shocked expression Zim laughed and said, "Better prepare yourself Dob worm."

Dib just rolled his eyes but was secretly ecstatic that Zim was getting into it, happy now that they found a new sexual game they could play with each other.

That night they slept soundly, Dib snuggled up to Zim, warm in his embrace, thinking contentedly to himself, 'I'm probably the luckiest guy in the world,' and with one last fond look at the aliens calm sleeping face, Dib too dropped off into slumber.

This was one of Dibs favorite memories, and one he would never forget for as long as he lived. Sure he and Zim had some differences, and they fought relentlessly at times, but through the year they lived together, and with more years to come, Dib wouldn't change any of it for the world.

He loved Zim, and Zim in turn loved him. That he realized, was all he needed to keep them happy for the rest of their lives.

The End!