Post by the_who on Dec 7, 2008 4:06:41 GMT -5
Eyes flickered open, dazed, staring above. Antennas askew, form nude under sheets, he felt quite humiliated... yet never better. He had never had the experience he had managed the night before, the amount of passion... the amount of hormones. It was all just too... right. Even though some would have called it a 'dirty deed', he felt completely innocent, clean.
He turned his head, craning his neck over his shoulder, staring at the small human beside him. Fingers flinched in gentle sleep, sometimes a small, muffled sound escaping past lips.
Green lips grew into a smile, and he rolled over so he faced the other. He leaned into his mate, curling up, eyes closing again. But he was awoken by a small scratching at his hand. He took his partner's requesting hand in his own, and smilled as the small form wriggled closer.
Zim had never felt more possesive. He quickly cloaked this human in his limbs, his antennas on end, the cinnammon scent still lingering. "Taifu...." he whispered. Note shook his head, and Zim smilled. "Note...."
"Hmm?" was his weak, shy reply, drowsy and languid.
"Some night, huh?"
"Hmm." Yes. Zim stroked Note's back, listening to their breathing. All was right with the world. Everything seemed to peice together somehow. New memories made, and old ones forgotten - he kissed Note lightly. Small hands came up and laid across Zim's cheeks, running down the slowly. He tilted his head into her hand. It was all... so... amazing.
Everything was as it should have been. Even that grinning robot in the corner.
Wait... no....
Zim shrieked, pulling the covers over himself. "GIR, WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE!?" He yelled, face a deep emerald. "I command you to-"
"Yous were so cutes! I just hads to peeps. I had to, masta, cause you were doin the thing like on Tv last night!"
Note sat up a bit, rubbing his eyes. Tenderly, he reached up, stroking the small of Zim's back, rendering in him stupid. He had found that out the night before as well - Zim's spine was another sensitive part of the Irken. "It's only Gir." he teased. Zim melted as his antennas were fingered by Note's thumb and index - his prodominant weakness. Note smirked as a kiss was laid on his neck, lingering.
"Mmm...." Zim purred, and cooed as the tips of his antennae were pinched softly, flicked, and carressed. He loved Note's hands on his antennae... even if it did send a ruffling sound through his head and render him useless on the spot. He rose, crouching over Note, a leg on either side of him. "Gooood...." he shivered, at one of Note's hands traced light circles on his spine, while the other played with one of his antennas. He began moaning and breathing a bit odd, his purring growing deeper as the gentle tugging on his antennae increased. He jerked some above Note, and he smirked as Irken hands weakly clasped his shoulders, looking for support as he stoked Zim's black appendages. The green man let out an extremely long moan as the crook of it where it met his head was explored, the nook softly massaged in a circular-motion.
"I love you." Note whispered. Zim gave a moan in reply.
"GAH! HOLY SHIT!" The two's heads snapped up, and they glanced behind to see a screen of Dib's horrified face, desperately trying to turn his computers off.
"Pervert." Note giggled, whil Zim stared, tramatized at the fact that he had bee caught red-handed. Dib's blush deepened. "Don't worry, Dib, we won't tell Kinki." Note winked, and if possible, Dib blushed even more furiously, apologizing fervently.
Finally, after a long moment, he was gone.
Silence.
"Mine." Zim said possessively at long last, and Note yipped as Zim clasped unto him and refused to let go for the rest of the morning, a dirty innocence draped in only limbs and kisses.
Neither noticed that Gir was still watching with those big curious eyes of his.
He turned his head, craning his neck over his shoulder, staring at the small human beside him. Fingers flinched in gentle sleep, sometimes a small, muffled sound escaping past lips.
Green lips grew into a smile, and he rolled over so he faced the other. He leaned into his mate, curling up, eyes closing again. But he was awoken by a small scratching at his hand. He took his partner's requesting hand in his own, and smilled as the small form wriggled closer.
Zim had never felt more possesive. He quickly cloaked this human in his limbs, his antennas on end, the cinnammon scent still lingering. "Taifu...." he whispered. Note shook his head, and Zim smilled. "Note...."
"Hmm?" was his weak, shy reply, drowsy and languid.
"Some night, huh?"
"Hmm." Yes. Zim stroked Note's back, listening to their breathing. All was right with the world. Everything seemed to peice together somehow. New memories made, and old ones forgotten - he kissed Note lightly. Small hands came up and laid across Zim's cheeks, running down the slowly. He tilted his head into her hand. It was all... so... amazing.
Everything was as it should have been. Even that grinning robot in the corner.
Wait... no....
Zim shrieked, pulling the covers over himself. "GIR, WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE!?" He yelled, face a deep emerald. "I command you to-"
"Yous were so cutes! I just hads to peeps. I had to, masta, cause you were doin the thing like on Tv last night!"
Note sat up a bit, rubbing his eyes. Tenderly, he reached up, stroking the small of Zim's back, rendering in him stupid. He had found that out the night before as well - Zim's spine was another sensitive part of the Irken. "It's only Gir." he teased. Zim melted as his antennas were fingered by Note's thumb and index - his prodominant weakness. Note smirked as a kiss was laid on his neck, lingering.
"Mmm...." Zim purred, and cooed as the tips of his antennae were pinched softly, flicked, and carressed. He loved Note's hands on his antennae... even if it did send a ruffling sound through his head and render him useless on the spot. He rose, crouching over Note, a leg on either side of him. "Gooood...." he shivered, at one of Note's hands traced light circles on his spine, while the other played with one of his antennas. He began moaning and breathing a bit odd, his purring growing deeper as the gentle tugging on his antennae increased. He jerked some above Note, and he smirked as Irken hands weakly clasped his shoulders, looking for support as he stoked Zim's black appendages. The green man let out an extremely long moan as the crook of it where it met his head was explored, the nook softly massaged in a circular-motion.
"I love you." Note whispered. Zim gave a moan in reply.
"GAH! HOLY SHIT!" The two's heads snapped up, and they glanced behind to see a screen of Dib's horrified face, desperately trying to turn his computers off.
"Pervert." Note giggled, whil Zim stared, tramatized at the fact that he had bee caught red-handed. Dib's blush deepened. "Don't worry, Dib, we won't tell Kinki." Note winked, and if possible, Dib blushed even more furiously, apologizing fervently.
Finally, after a long moment, he was gone.
Silence.
"Mine." Zim said possessively at long last, and Note yipped as Zim clasped unto him and refused to let go for the rest of the morning, a dirty innocence draped in only limbs and kisses.
Neither noticed that Gir was still watching with those big curious eyes of his.