Jumping on top of Zim and straddling him on the ground was probably not the best idea, but then again, Dib was more concerned over his camera and the pictures inside. Not thinking about his tendency to have self-restraint issues around the alien as he accidentally grinds against the Irken's waist.

Zim thrashes underneath him, arms flailing as he made uncomfortable little noises, the camera swinging back and forth in front of Dib's eyes. Dib makes a grab for it, but Zim moves his hand back and lets go of it - Dib's gold irises follow as it sails through the air, eyes glued to it as Zim smirks underneath him, the camera clattering against the pavement and skidding to a stop.

"Not fair." Dib spits, his fingers reaching to curl around Zim's collar and the alien snickers a little before sticking his tongue out at him. Dib grunts as he suddenly becomes aware of their suggestive position and he can feel his cheeks flush scarlet. Zim's antennas droop down a little, questioning the change in color of Dib's skin.

"Doesn't matter," Zim taunts, big ruby eyes flashing mischievously, using his palms to pull himself up and Dib now uses both hands to yank him up a little further. "You left the lens cap on."

Dib wasn't even thinking about the camera anymore, instead wondering what Zim's tonsils taste like, or if he even has any. Zim wonders why Dib is smiling.

Dib's never kissed anyone before, but you would think he has, the way he all of a sudden shoves his mouth against Zim's and jams his tongue right in. Zim gasps and Dib mistakes this for enthusiasm.

"D-Dib." Zim groans while Dib curls his tongue around his, the other boy yanks him by his collar again, Zim does not notice that his hands are hiking up Dib's shirt - revealing pale skin. Dib's hand dips in between Zim's legs and grab onto a place that is considered rude to touch without permission, intent on making Zim his first time all in one day.

Zim squeaks, all of a sudden timid and pulls back abruptly, clammy and on the verge of breaking out in a sweat as he shoves Dib off him in a heartbeat.

Funny. It turns out Zim has more self-control then Dib.

"What? No, wait-" Dib breathes, his legs spread apart and out of breath as he reaches for Zim. Zim steps back, as if Dib had burned him.

"D-Disgusting!" Zim cries out hysterically although it was clear that he was enjoying it. Ashamed he let himself slip, Zim spits onto the ground, as if that would get Dib's taste out of his mouth. "You violated me!"

Zim's saliva is a translucent green and Dib is almost disgusted at this before he remembers he swallowed most of it.

Dib grins.

"It's too bad your stupid robot didn't destroy me." He mocks, he stands up and dusts himself off, gloating. Earth: 1, Irk: 0.

Zim makes a disgruntled noise before skittering away, putting some serious consideration into drinking the can of disinfectant spray he kept in the control room.

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"But I guess this is a victory for me, yeah, or something."