ZADR Orange Chapter 173

Sighing when Dib turned away from them and refused the still mostly-filled glass of water Rose was currently offering him, Zim glanced at the two humans behind him momentarily before trying again. “Will you at least drink it afterwards?” he asked, not wanting the hybrid to stop taking care of himself over this.

Dib didn't answer save for curling in on himself beneath the covers.

Sighing again, Zim nodded at Rose. “Let him sleep. We'll try again later...” he said in a quiet voice, hoping Dib would be more willing to cooperate with them later after getting some much-needed sleep.

Waiting until he heard both Rose and Jack leave the room, Dib then finally broke down again, sobbing softly to himself beneath the bed covers. Now not only could he not pleasure Zim, but all the stress seemed to be causing him to have contractions, which no doubt would only make things far worse between him and Zim.

Antennae drooping, Zim moved in to wrap his arms around Dib comfortingly. “Shhh…It's okay, Dib. It'll all be okay.” he tried to soothe the other despite feeling rather frustrated with him in that moment.

“Y-You'll never touch me again, will you?”

“What? I'm touching you right now. What are you talking about?”

“But not in the way I want you to!...You won't touch me in the way you used to. It's not fair! You showed up here in worse condition than I was in, but you won't touch me! Or let me touch you. Yet you still felt the need to leave and jerk off in the other room!”

Zim froze at that accusation. “...I... I didn't know you felt that way...” he drooped in his spot even more. “I thought you were afraid of me touching you...” he then said, not even needing the other to come out and admit his fears about sex to him for him to pick up on them just from sleeping in the same bed with him at night.

“Y-You said earlier that you should be the only one who could make me come...S-So shouldn't it be the same for you...Sh-Shouldn't -I- be the only one who can make you come...i-instead of you making yourself come?!”

Zim sighed at that reasoning. “Dib...Just because I used my own hand doesn't mean I wasn't imagining it as you...That's why I started in the bed earlier...I just love looking at you, and touching you, and being with you...Just thinking about you is enough for me...But Zim never was one to settle for ‘just enough.’” he smirked. “Believe me, as soon as you’re feeling better, we shall be in need of a new bed.” he scooted in even closer to Dib with a small seductive smile on his face.

Sniffling wetly, Dib found Zim's chest to hide his face away in, still upset despite those words. Even if Zim HAD been thinking about him while doing it, he still felt left out overall.

Zim kissed him gently. “Do you want to jack me off instead?” he then asked, smiling and petting his head gently.

Shuddering at the small pet before trying to pull away slightly, Dib shook his head, no. It wouldn't be worth it now. Zim had already made up his mind at this point not do it with him, had gone through it without him. Offering now rather than realizing earlier didn't make him feel any better as he pulled under the covers and curled around his belly. “I offered earlier and you wouldn't take it, so what would even be the point in doing it now?” he huffed out, obviously upset still.

“I didn't want you to feel like I was forcing you to do it, Dib. That's sure how it sounded earlier.”

“You wouldn't even give me a chance to prove that I could still do this though! I offered it to you, but you wouldn't even let me!” Dib pulled completely under the covers now.

Not knowing what to do any longer as it all sounded just so absurd to him, Zim could only shake his head at that outburst. “Dib, it's only sex...” he said in a rather defeated manner.

“No, it's not! Because you don't look at me the same way anymore! You look at me with pity now! Won't touch me because you're scared! That's not you! And I don't want it to be you!”

“Then what do you want me to do?! Tell me what I have to do to make you happy!”

“What I want is for you to stop treating me like some rape victim! They fucking ruined sex for me because now you won't even touch me! You're afraid to touch me! But I don't fucking want you going to anyone else! I don't even want you going to yourself! I'm carrying your smeets! I'm marrying you! The least you could do is let me offer all of myself to you after what happened! Do you think I like waking up every night feeling like they stripped me of what little I had to give to you?! When we used to make love, you looked at me like I was the entire world to you! The only thing that mattered! But now...Now you look at me like I'm something that's been broken and can't be fixed...Like it doesn't even matter anymore whether you come to me any longer or go to yourself...You think of me how I used to be, but you can't look at me in the same way the way I am now...”

Zim’s antennas drooped. “Dib...I'm sorry…” he looked away. “I didn't know that's how you felt...” he then said in a voice just barely above a whisper.

“W-Well, it is...I-I don't want you looking at me like everybody else is now...I-It's the same thing every time Jack or Rose or even my sister looks at me...” Dib sniffled wetly, his eyes red and puffy from how much he had been crying. “I want things to go back to the way they were before...I want to forget everything that happened...But everything, whether I'm awake or not, is just one big reminder...” he said, his lips trembling despite his best efforts to pull himself back together.

Sighing, Zim then looked up at Dib. “I'm sorry, Dib... I'm sorry any of this had to happen.” he scooted in even closer to him to gingerly wrap his arms around him. “But I love you no matter what.” he said, kissing him deeply.

His antennae drooping, Dib could only lean into Zim when the other wrapped his arms around him, sobbing against Zim's chest all the while.

Purring softly, Zim started kissing up and down his antennas affectionately.

His antennae shivering slightly as Zim's lips grazed the smooth surface of the sensitive stalks, soothing him just a bit, Dib shuddered at the small kisses.

“I want to touch you...”

Still calming, Dib opened his eyes slightly after a moment to blink the rest of the tears out of his eyes. “Then do it…I'm not stopping you from doing it, am I? If you want to touch me, then just do it already. It's not like anything has ever stopped you from doing it in the past...” he said, sending the Irken an all too serious look now.

Blushing at those words, Zim sighed. “I don't want to force myself on you though. I want you to let me touch you because you want me to...” he said, wanting to make sure first that this was absolutely what the other wanted from him before moving forward with his desires.