ZADR Orange Chapter 033

        Giving Zim's words some thought, Dib shifted his gaze away for a moment before bringing it back to look up at Zim. "C-C-Could it have been wh-when Tak shoved me against the wall earlier? O-Or threw me onto the g-ground?" he asked, his voice shaking all the while.

        Eyes growing wide at Dib's words, Zim looked up from what he was doing to stare at Dib. "Wh-Why didn't you tell me you were attacked?!" he demanded, starting to feel up and down his arms and legs in search of broken bones.

        "I-I didn't think to! Sh-She threatened to pull out my antennae earlier too!"

        An even more horrified look coming to the Irken's face, Zim couldn't believe Tak would try to do something like that to him. "I thought she was too proud to do that!" he didn't even want to think about how much more painful that would have been for Dib compared to the procedure he had performed on the other.

        "Sh-She said she wouldn't do it if I told her how I had become Irken, b-but she just ended up letting me go anyways."

        Pulling Dib close, Zim nuzzled him affectionately. "Well...What matters is you're safe...Are you feeling any better?" he then asked, wanting to know whether Dib's earlier pain had subsided yet.

        His body still shaking, Dib merely sobbed into Zim's chest when the other pulled him close. "Everything still hurts so much..." he cried, Zim's examinations having done little for him.

        Holding Dib tightly, Zim brought up a hand to pet back his antennas yet again. "Want me to get you more anesthetic?" he offered, knowing it had at least helped Dib a little bit the last time he had given it to him.

        "Anything...A-Anything..."

        Nodding in response, Zim lifted his gaze to the ceiling. "Computer! Painkillers! NOW!" he ordered, wanting to get them into Dib as soon as possible.

        "Whatever..." the computer dropped a syringe full of a strong painkiller on to Zim's lap.

        Grabbing it once it had been delivered to him, Zim brought it up to where Dib's arm was. "Hold still, Dib." he instructed the other before sliding the needle into his arm and injecting it slowly.

        Wincing back at the sharp pain in his arm, Dib squeezed his eyes shut tightly as he waited for Zim to finally take it out.

        Sliding it out carefully after injecting it all into Dib, Zim nuzzled him gently. "Feeling better yet?" he asked, as though it would start working so quickly.

        His breathing heavy now, Dib could only stare up at Zim through half lidded eyes as he saw everything around him beginning to blur again. "I-I think...I think I'm going to..." he began but found himself unable to finish his sentence as all he could do was close his eyes tiredly and pant out heavily for a while longer.

        Catching him before he could fall, Zim nuzzled him, stroking his hair lightly. "Shhhhh...Don't strain yourself...Here." he picked him up carefully and carried him into the lift, headed towards the bedroom.

        Feeling the other moving him from the couch, Dib attempted to re-open his eyes enough to peer up at Zim. "Wh-Where are you taking me?" he asked, having some difficulty making out anything.

        Leaning down to kiss him, Zim waited for the elevator to come to a halt before exiting. "I'm taking you to the bedroom. You need to sleep." he told the other in a quiet whisper.

        "Y-You're not leaving me though, are you?"

        "No, I'm never leaving you alone again."

         Breathing finally beginning to slow somewhat, Dib returned his face to Zim's chest for a little extra comfort.

        Smiling at this, Zim ruffled Dib's hair a bit as he headed on over to the bed. "Feeling better?" he asked yet again, wanting to know whether the medicine was working.

        Clinging to the Irken's front, Dib sighed gently against the other at the small ruffle. "A little..." he admitted, the pain finally beginning to leave him little by little.

        "Good." Zim nuzzled Dib. "I don't want you hurting..." he said as he reached the bed and laid Dib down gently on it.

        Staring up at Zim from his spot on the bed, Dib held his arms out expectantly, just wanting Zim's closeness more than anything right now.

        Smiling, Zim wasted no time at all in hopping onto the bed next to him so he could wrap his arms around him as well.

        Not completely satisfied with Zim's closeness, Dib, without even thinking, instinctively curled himself around the Irken, wrapping arms and legs around him tightly to keep him from going anywhere.

        A little surprised by Dib's actions, Zim could only stare at him confused. "Dib? It's okay. I'm not going anywhere..." he promised the other when he wouldn't loosen his hold on him.

        But Dib didn't seem to catch that as he rolled his head to one side, almost as though he were drunk or something, the medicine really beginning to affect his senses. "D-Don't leave me...No matter what..." he mumbled before yawning tiredly.

        Nuzzling him one last time, Zim seemed to just then realize for the first time since Dib had showed up that he was still naked from before. He blushed. "Uh...I should get dressed..." he said, trying to pull away for just a moment.

        Of course, Dib could only tighten his hold on Zim, hiding his face in the others chest stubbornly. "No! Don't leave me!" he said firmly, not wanting Zim to leave him for anything at the moment.

        Sighing, Zim merely shook his head at that command. "But I need to get something on..." he said, looking up at Dib guiltily before reaching up to stroke his antennas.

        Letting out a small whine at Zim trying to pull away, Dib only clung to him tighter as his antennae fell back, not so much from pain than from a small bit of irritation. "Mmm..." he sounded out in what sounded like a growl.

        "Okay, okay..." Zim held his hands up defensively at the small growl, giving up and pulling Dib close. "N-Now what?" he asked, blushing from how close his bare body was to Dib's half naked body.

        Loosening his grip on Zim once the other had stopped trying to pull away, Dib then shifted his eyes open to peer up at Zim with a dazed look on his face, as though he were no longer aware of what they were just talking about. "Hmmm?" he blinked his half lidded eyes a few times before returning his face to the Irken's chest tiredly.

        Reaching one of his hands sneakily to Dib's antennas, Zim kept his gaze focused on Dib all the while. "Dib?" he asked as he stroked them gently. "Can you feel this?" he was curious as to whether Dib was coherent or not.

        Tensing suddenly at the sensitive touch, Dib shuddered before burying himself deeper into Zim's chest, his free antennae twitching. Then, taking in a deep breath, he let it out slowly and shakily, bordering on a purr.

        Eyes widening a bit at Dib's reaction, Zim felt a smile spread across his face at that. "Do you like that?" he then asked, wanting to make sure.

        Tilting his head to one side more as though to encourage more touch, Dib merely responded with a small humming sound. "Mmm...D-Don't stop..." he seemed to beg for more touch.

        Grinning widely, Zim reached up both his hands now to stroke Dib's antennas some more. "Okay..." he agreed without arguing.

        The pleasure overwhelming the sensible part of his brain and blocking out most of the pain he was still in, Dib gasped sharply.

        Grinning even wider, Zim pulled back enough to swing his leg over Dib, straddling him. "Honestly enough, this will help you a lot." he said before leaning forward to pull Dib's antennas into his mouth.

        Eyes snapping wide open at the sensation, Dib's body reacted, causing him to arch his back slightly off the bed and let out another sharp gasp for air. "Ah!" he bit down on his bottom lip as he curled back in on himself, lowering his back down onto the bed again.

        Thrilled by this, Zim happily slid his hands to Dib's pants.

        Licking his lips in anticipation, Dib panted out heavily and peered up at Zim with two glazed over, honey-colored eyes. "Wh-What are you? Mmmmm....." he couldn't finish his sentence as he tilted his head back and let his eyelids slip back closed, his mind too scrambled at the moment to keep focused on his train of thought.

        Not noticing Dib's short complaint, Zim merely slid his hands around the hem of Dib's pants and pulled them down.

        Still panting, no longer concerned with asking Zim what or why he was doing this but just the feelings the other was making him feel in that moment, Dib lifted his head enough to stare down at his anatomy, just then seeming to notice the differences between what it looked like now and what it had looked like when he was still a human.