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“YOU”
Dib’s eyes widened as the shout came through the second he came inside the alien house. He dropped his duffel bag and braced as Zim, nearly as tall as him mind you, jumped into his arms, wrapped his legs around his waist, and pinned him to the door. The irken was immediately buried tightly into his neck and grasping onto his hair.
“I missed you”
“I missed you more Space boy”
“No ZIM missed you most”
The irken tightened his hold and his antenna began brushing across Dibs face.
“Haha I wasn’t even gone that long.”
“Too long in Zim’s good and accurate assessment.”
“I might be inclined to agree with you.”
The cryptid hunt had gone well. It was never really an activity that Zim liked so Dib went on his own for a few days at time. He had proven very death resistant in their 2 decades together, both as enemies and partners. Still he always had the ability to contact Zim in an emergency. Or in other words they called each other all the time just to shit talk and feel connected over the brief separation. The pair always encouraged pursuing each other's passions, whether they aligned or not.
Dib had his arms under Zim and hiked him up to bring them forehead to forehead.
“Can I kiss you?”
“Oh you can do a lot more than that for Zim, but right now, give Zim the kiss.”
“Feeling saucy tonight?”
“It is the afternoon and Zim does not know what sauce has to do with it, but yes. If that’s okay with you.”
“That's totally okay with me, but that proves you knew what I was saying and just wanted to mock Earth metaphors.”
“Yes and what of it hmm?”
Dib smiled into Zim’s lips before firmly before taking the irken’s slight bottom lip with his teeth and pulling him into a deep kiss. There was something always fresh and exciting when he kissed Zim, and yet something so nostalgic about this kind they had developed.
This was a kiss of reconnection. Of separation and an intensely magnetized snap back together. Teeth nipped just to get a little bit closer. Hands held on tight to the warm reality of reunion. The squeeze was pulling soft noises of joy and heat as they stayed connected as long as humanly possible. Dib beginning to slide down the door as Zim chirped and grinded onto Dib’s stomach a bit.
Suddenly Zim’s antenna shot up and he pulled back with an alarmed look on his face.
“THE FUCKING WAFFLES”
Dib almost doubled over in laughter if not for the bug in his arms.
“This is not funny! Release me! I can’t let them burn!!”
Dib loosened his hold and Zim jumped onto the floor. He grabbed Dib’s hand and dragged the giggling human to the kitchen. Dib stepped into the reasonable chaos of midday breakfast looking fondly as he could read the story on the counter and walls as easily as words.
His eyes widened when he was suddenly hoisted up by that surprising irken strength onto the counter top. Zim followed up and tried and failed to find a non awkward way to sit in Dib’s lap.
“Doing good there Zim.”
“Shut up, Zim is trying to be sexy.”
“What about your waffles?” Dib asked though he could already see the answer as Zim’s pak legs flipped the machine and popped open a slightly extra toasty waffle.
“Zim wants something else for dessert now.”
“Awww I thought humans were gross and stinky.”
“Yes but you know the human fruit durian?”
“Hey! I don’t smell like a rotting corpse!”
Zim just stares.
“Um.. all the time!”
“I call you Dib-stink for a reason. And just because I chose the human stink for a life partner does not mean Zim can not stab fun at it.”
“It’s poke, but fair enough. Here just straddle my leg and wrap one of your legs around my back again.”
Zim shifted to the position and with his hand on Zim’s lower back Dib pulled them flush together. A clicking rumbled from Zim’s chest. Dib moved forward to kiss Zim again but hit the side of his head instead.
Zim turned and poured more batter into the waffle maker before turning back and grabbing Dib’s head to return to the deep kissing.
Dib felt warmth and arousal fire up in him as Zim began rocking against his thigh and pulling lightly at his hair. Zim broke the kiss to shift over to Dib’s neck, stifling needy noises and chirps just below his ear.
“Fuck I missed you. Feel free to do any biting or scratching. I just need you.”
“Zim even more so. Now make some noise for me Dib.”
Dib gasped out a moan as Zim bit and tongued at his favorite spot on his neck. The nice sound though was covered somewhat with the sound of the waffle machine beeping.
“One second”
Zim shifted again to fiddle with the thing. Dib ran his hand through his hair and-
“Zim you got fucking waffle mix in my hair.”
“Eh no worries. It will wash out.”
“Zim that’s not the”
Zim got right back into Dib’s face and nuzzled into his cheek and nose.
“tell me Dib, what was the point in talking versus kissing your Zim?”
“you know, I don’t remember anymore.”
Dib leaned forward and captured Zim’s lips again. Zim teased Dib to come more into his mouth. Dib leaned Zim back to dive deeper and deeper. All while Zim was shifting against his groin to tease him to more action. Dib rocked his hips up in response and added with the momentum of the kiss, it brought them crashing off the countertop.
Dib half managed to catch Zim before they fully collided with the floor but after a moment of staring at each other, the pair burst into laughter and Dib lowered them fully to the ground. Dib was thankful for Zim’s cleanliness that the kitchen floor was spotless. He buried his head into Zim’s neck and blew raspberries into the irkens skin.
“CEASE THIS!! It was a good idea until it wasn’t Dib stink! Do not mock Zim’s attempts to do the sex!”
“Pfff I am not mocking. Wellll maybe a little bit. But only because I love you.”
Dib switched to kissing up and down the side of Zim’s face. Zim’s attempts to protest further ended as he chirped at the loving treatment Dib was giving him.
Dib regained his composure and managed to hoist Zim back up. He sat him onto the kitchen table, but they shared a look and agreed that it was probably time to actually go to their bedroom. Zim clung to Dib tight and pushed up against him pressing kisses onto Dib’s head.
They fell together onto the bed they shared. Dib pressed kisses beginning at Zim’s chest and worked his way up to Zim’s neck, crawling on top of Zim.
“How is this for doing the sex?”
“Amazing as always Dib-love.”
Zim reached up and just gently stroked Dib’s face while pressing his knee gently up into Dib's hardening cock. The soft treatment entranced Dib who slowly got closer and closer, lost in the swirling red of Zim’s eyes.
“Yes. All mine. That brilliant big head filled only with Zim. I should really tout capturing the most handsome, brave, incredible human as my biggest accomplishment.”
“I mean, I captured you too didn’t I?”
“Yes yes yes. Another thing that makes you great. YOU captured the mighty Zim. No other being ever even came close.”
Dib was a blushing sputtering mess. Zim knew how these kind of affirmations got to him. Made him putty in Zim’s hands.
“Hmm Zim thinks”
Zim rolled them over and held Dib’s hands above his head with one claw.
“This is more suitable. Can Zim continue?”
“Of course”
“How should Zim prepare his love?”
“I am actually kind of almost there already and I don’t think I want to go through more prep. I just want you touching me please. And scratching and biting are still on the table.”
“Such a strong handsome incredible being so weak to your Zim. I will easily unravel you with only my hands if you ask nicely.”
“Do you want to be praised or for me to beg you alien freak?”
“I mean definitely both.”
“Yeah I know.” Dib said with a smile “Please, please. I do need you Zim. Only the most amazing Irken ever can help. Please”
“Only cause you look so pretty when you ask.”
Zim groped Dib from the outside of his pants. Dib groaned and lifted his hips to meet him while Zim found his rhythm again riding on Dib’s thigh.
“Clothes?”
“Off. Now”
With practiced precision Zim quickly undid Dib’s pants and slid them off with his boxers while Dib shed his top. Zim followed in a flash and soon they were naked. Illuminated by the sun coming through the blinds, the pair admired for a second how the other glowed before quickly returning to their previous motion.
Now that Zim could feel the heat and skin he began slowly increasing the pressure and speed of his hand movements on Dib’s cock. It stood up aroused and red as the antics had still clearly affected Dib. Zim brought his hand to his mouth to add some lubrication and made sure to keep up the pressure. He was focused on Dib making more of those amazing noises and writhing in his grasp.
Dib is able to get his mind and mouth under control a bit and returns to praising Zim. He places a hand around Zim’s subtle hip bone, encouraging the movement against his thigh. Zim is completely flushed and his antenna keep flicking towards Dib with each bit of praise. He can feel Zim’s arousal in the slickness of his rut and soon the soaking wet slit releases his breeding spike.
“Come over here Zim and finish me off.”
Zim changes to straddling Dib’s whole hip and aligns his dick with Dib’s. Dib places his hand around them which short circuits Zims already incredibly horny brain. Dib uses the opportunity to bring Zim close and begin giving attention to the base of his antenna with his lips and tongue.
Zim makes a loud series of loud chirps and trills at the onslaught of sensations and retaliates by running one claw down Dib’s chest and using the other to grab the hand playing with his antenna. A very simple gesture, but they keep holding hands, admiring the gentle soothing presence as they gasp and moan from the building sexual pressure.
“I’m so close Zim, I love you I love you”
“Yes cum for your Zim. Be mine and fall apart by my hand.”
Zim’s hand running down Dib’s chest reaches their cocks and adds a sudden increased pressure and speed by taking control around Dib’s hand. A second of that and a soft delicate kiss to the hickey from before knock Dib over the edge as he cums all over Zim’s stomach. Zim is not far behind and jackhammers his hand a few seconds longer getting every drop out of Dib before spilling his pinkish irken cum all over Dib’s hips.
Zim collapses onto Dib’s chest as their orgasms begins to taper off and both catch their breath. Dib pats at Zim and urges him up for another sweet kiss on the lips. Love whispered for the shmillionth time against irken lips.
Zim eventually rises and grabs a wet towel to clean them off with. They move under the sheets and bring down the monitor to watch a movie as Dib spoons him.
“And now Zim’s plan shall go perfectly into place. GIR DUTY MODE 2!!”
Dib hears a clamor across the house and Gir bursts into the room with red eyes and a platter of waffles.
“Waffle duty completed Sir.” Its eyes flick back to teal “OooOooo I’m a go make me own now!”
Zim satisfyingly picks up a waffle to munch on.
“You know the kitchen going to be awful to clean up later.”
“Yes but Gir can have his fun. Zim wishes to live in the now surrounded with some of my favorite things in the universe.” Zim turns to Dib and licks the syrup off each of his claws to Dib’s amusement and slight lingering arousal.
“Now kiss me more human.”
“Like I'd ever get tired of that.”