Invader Zim Fan Fiction ❯ Smip and Kwe's story ❯ Chapter 4

Kwe sits up from the medical table, buttoning the shirt he borrowed from Dib. He did most of the repairs to his body himself, but there were a few minor welding repairs to the wires inside his PAK that Dib needed to help with.

"Thanks, Dib.. You're.. not at stupid as most humans I've seen.. er.. I mean.." he coughs, "You know what I'm trying to say... Thanks." He stands, stretching out his sore body.

Dib pulls back the protective welding goggles and waves his hand off, "Don't worry, I understand. And you're welcome.. You can use some of the cleansing chalk if you need to. But just take it easy for a little bit. I'll get something for you to drink to help get your energy back up."

"Thank you," the young Irken replies again, taking a bit of the chalk and scrubbing himself underneath his clothes to freshen up.

He looked towards the door to the other room where Zim was checking over Smip and tried to listen. Kwe could sense that Zim was still mad.. and rightfully so.. He had only been there one day and he had already violated Zim's son and caused him to be kidnapped. As this thought ran through his head, he slumped in his seat and gave a mopey sigh.

Dib, who had been putting the equipment away, looked over upon hearing the heavy sigh. He had taken a liking to Kwe, even if Zim didn't quite share the feeling. It was obvious that Kwe was trained well, but he wasn't really an invader. Deep down, he was more like an average teenager who was just trying to figure out life.

He strode over slowly, "Something you might want to talk about? Unlike Zim, I do listen."

"I just.. caused so much trouble today for all of you... Zim hates me already.. I.." Kwe just looks down and frowns more. "I'd want to go if it wasn't for Smip.. I know I'm not really welcome right now.. and I'm sorry..."

Kwe fiddles with the chalk in his fingers while he speaks, enjoying the scent of this type that Zim apparently uses. He just seems so lost.

Dib feels his heart go out to Kwe, figuring that Kwe probably never had a father figure to luck up to. He never really had one either when he thinks about it. He places a comforting arm around Kwe's shoulder, giving it a rub of encouragement.

"Hey, don't mind Zim. Trust me, if anyone knows how difficult he is to deal with, it would be me.. And don't get too down. Zim and I used to cause a lot more trouble when I was back in elementary school.. But, you've obviously figured out that we're very protective of Smip. He's very special to us, in more ways than one, so we want what's best for him at all times... Today may not have been a very ideal day in that though," he tries to joke to lighten the mood, "but, well, as they say here on Earth: Shit Happens."

Kwe smiles. "Thank you," and chuckles softly at the saying. Although he wondered idly what would fecal matter happen to do exactly. He decides to just take this as a quaint Earth expression and not dwell on it too seriously as he looks towards the door again anxiously. "Do you think I could go visit Smip?"

The human smiles back, happy that he could have cheered Kwe up. He gives the Irken teen one last pat on the back before letting go and looking at the door as well.

"I don't see why not. But let me check it out first just to be safe." Going over to the door, he gives a slight knock and waits to open it. "Hey, are you two done in here, or what?"

Zim was still brooding angrily when they returned to the base, but he managed to at least occupy his thoughts by quadruple checking over Smip to make completely sure he's unharmed. All the while, he mutters angrily under his breath and the occasional thing can be heard that sounds like, "lying filth" and, surprisingly, the human derogatory term, "slut". His antennae twitch with irritation as he looks at Dib, then to Smip, then back to his mate.

"I didn't find anything wrong in the scans.. So I suppose we're done."

Smip gets off the table he was sitting upon and heads towards the door where his father stands aside to let him pass.

Zim balls his fists, raising a finger in warning, "AND NO TOUCHING ANTENNAE!"

Smip blushes all the way down to his toes as he turns around to yell at Zim. "DA~AAAAD! I got it already!!"

Upon hearing the last part, Kwe also blushes from head to toe, remembering their brief, yet very intimate moment as he gets up and walks towards Smip.

Dib slumps his shoulders and rolls his eyes, looking rather exasperated with Zim's 'warning'. He goes over, looking as serious as he can.

"Hey, if you're going to get all worked up like that, you could at least explain a little more to them. It's not like Irkens can read each other's minds to find out all this stuff." He gives Zim a little push towards the teens, "Now's as good a time as any. Why not enlighten the boys a little more on the ways of Irken reproduction matters, hrm?"

Kwe is honestly curious as he stands there since he never had anyone explain to him about such things before. He takes a seat politely, hoping that by showing some respect towards Zim that the elder would like him more.

Smip, on the other hand, just stares at his parents in jaw dropped, utter mortification. Even his antennae hang lifelessly from his head. Why couldn't he have had to suffer this humiliation just ONCE instead of twice?.. And with an audience no less! He covers his face with his hands and groans, but sits down nonetheless.

Zim looks visibly uncomfortable with discussing the topic. That's why he made Dib explain the human version first after all. The elder alien looks at the teens, taking them both in and giving a slight sigh before he starts.

"You do remember I told you about the standard breeding measure on Irk, Smip? The smeets are grown inside tubes."

Kwe blinks, completely unaware of this fact as well. "Tubes?" he questions softly, but starts to blush at being so uninformed.

Smip and Zim both look over with surprise etched on their faces.

The half Irken perks an antenna, "You never even knew about the tubes?.. Wow, so that means I know more than you!" He says it playfully, just excited in a way that he knew something about Irk.

Zim 'ahem's to get their attention back. "The vast majority of Irken babies are genetically engineered, clones of various Irken DNA, are created and placed in a tube where the smeet grows until it is ready to become activated. The tube is broken open and a PAK is grafted to the smeet's back before being given an electrical charge to activate them completely. However, natural breeding still occurs on occasions. This is what I need to explain, I suppose.."

Seeing that there are no interruptions coming from the boys, Zim continues, "Irkens have sets of reproductive organs that enable any Irken to be a carrier or a seeder of a future smeet. It is when two Irkens mate that a smeet is created that the carrier will eventually birth."

Dib coughs slightly from the doorway, "Uh, I think he got that part already from what I told him."

Zim ignores the peanut gallery and continues. This time, he lets his computer screen come out from his PAK to display some visuals for his talk. A picture of an Irken male and an Irken female is shown, completely nude, along with cross-sections of an x-ray view beside them to show their organs. Both consist of the main Irken mass of guts known as the squeedilyspooch.

"Either sex can be a seeder or a carrier." He shows a picture of a pregnant male and a pregnant female. "Irkens are very sensitive in their antennae and because of that sensitivity, they are considered another intimate organ of the body. Pain, as well as pleasure, is felt in amplified amounts through Irken antennae and the act of touching them together increases the desire to mate. It releases chemical signals to the Irkens' bodies and their bodies will respond accordingly if they are to be in the carrier role or the seeder role. Seeders, as the name suggests, are the ones that release their seed into the carriers to fertilize the egg."

He notices Kwe still not looking quite up to par with Smip's general knowledge, so continues for his benefit. He posts another picture, this one with a bottom cross-section and close-up of the Irken sex organs. A phallus is seen quite clearly for the male and a vaginal slit shown for the female.

"The male Irken has a penis and the female has a vagina and both have an anal opening. What differs is in the placement of the womb entry. The females have an entry through the vaginal opening, while the males have their entry through a small channel in the anus that is protected by a flap of skin. If a female is to be the seeder in the coupling, a temporary phallus grows to be used. The seeder mounts the carrier and inserts their penis into the appropriate entryway to reach the womb. That's when mating commences."

"I.. have never heard of any creatures on Earth mating in such a way. Are we Irkens the only ones superior enough to manage this?" Kwe asks without much thought to the way he phrases the question.

Dib steps in for this part momentarily, looking a little red in the face from embarrassment as well. "Some of it's similar. There isn't any organism that's been discovered where the male has such a channel and is able to produce eggs to be fertilized. It's only the females on Earth that do that."

Zim continues after this little clarification. "The Irken penis has small ridges along the shaft that, when repeatedly brushed upon the womb entry channels, stimulate the carrier to accept the seed. The grooves help to keep the Irkens interlocked while they are in mid-coitus to ensure better chances of fertilization. When the seeder releases their seed, and if the carrier's body has become responsive, the carrier's body will spasm and massage the seeder's organ, drawing the seed deep into the womb towards the egg. The mating couple remains connected until the carrier's body releases the seeder."

As mortifying as it is for all involved, Zim displays more pictures upon his computer screen, showing diagrams of Irkens at each stage of the reproductive act.

Kwe turns several different shades of purple as he watches the pictures and it was all explained in such textbook detail. His small body shuddered a bit and he looked over at Smip and his antennae, looking very uncomfortable now from the lecturing, yet.. wanting to know more if there was anymore to find out. But he hoped that there wasn't.

Smip has quite the blush on his face as well. It would have been a little easier if they had just told him before that his antennae were considered 'naughty bits' as well. An idle thought flies through his mind as he wonders if he could get the same reaction as earlier by rubbing both of his own antennae together. Or if it would be like masturbating. He certainly wasn't a stranger to that.

Zim takes in some air, pulling up a picture of a pregnant Irken ready to give birth and is about to go into the details when Dib steps in, "Okay, I think that's enough for one less. I think they understand now."

Unseen by the lot, Gir had entered the room at some point and had been watching this whole time. He suddenly jumps out of the shadows and waves his hand in the air.

"I GOT A QUESTION!!" he promptly announces and quickly asks, "Can I make a squirrel?"

Kwe blinks at the small, foolish robot, almost wishing to kick it, but knowing better than to do so. Zim goes into a rant to his SIR unit that Dib and Smip both ignore since they're used to it by now.

Still feeling a little awkward, but hoping to get their minds off everything, Dib steps over to the boys. "Well, why don't we get something to eat and get some rest? It's been a long day."

Dib already figured out about Smip ditching school earlier today, but he's not going to be angry. He's going to let Smip stay home tomorrow as well because of everything that happened today. Smip will be happy to know that, besides staying home, his room was repaired. One of the plus sides of having a genius father, an alien mother, and a super scientist grandfather.

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Dinner is simple, but good at least, made with all Irken safe food for Kwe. Dib doesn't mind it at all, not really seeing a difference in most of it. After dinner, while everything calms down, Smip brings Kwe back up to his bedroom and sits upon his bed.

".. You probably don't sleep, do you?.. My dad, Zim, doesn't either."

Kwe looks around the newly repaired room, taking notice of the posters back on the walls as if nothing had happened.

"Oh.. no, I don't sleep.. Though I could rest for a while.. at least until you fall asleep... Do you have a training center? That is what I normally do during the night.. unless there is anything else?"

He asks honestly not meaning anything sexual, but at that age, everything was sexual. Especially as he sat there in the moonlight, his beautiful eyes glowing softly and antennae backlit by the soft glow of Earth's one true satellite. He just doesn't care for the idea of sitting up all night 'chatting' with Zim without Dib or anyone there to help.

Smip feels bad that he can't stay up and keep his friend company, but it's a little impossible without having a PAK to keep him energized. He listens to Kwe and, of course, the last part twists in his hormone driven teen mind to make it something sexually. But then again, it didn't help much that they just previously received a lesson either. He blushes softly as his eyes roam over Kwe's body and admires how sexy he looks in the moonlight. His nether regions also approve.

Sensing something is 'up', Kwe's eyes slowly trail down Smip's young body, focusing on his hardening manhood and turning purple with blush. Kwe quickly looks away and bites his own lower lip.

"I meant like.. some.. Earth custom," the young Irken says softly, feeling his own member harden.

Smip's face glows even brighter in the dim room after he catches Kwe's glance to his crotch and he finds out he was mistakenly thinking with his dick again. He quickly shifts, trying to hide his erection away to save some face.

"Oh, um.. S-sorry.. I didn’t mean to.. um.. you know.." He babbles a little as he trails off. But, unfortunately, all he has running through his brain is sex. His antennae twitch anxiously.

Kwe's own young mind is racing with sex. He couldn't help by picture himself as submissive male though. Why? Why couldn't he see himself on top as a good invader would? Being a bit unnerved by this, he suddenly stands, deciding he was going to show he was the alpha male and take control since he did not understand his role as of yet. He takes Smip into his arms, kissing him hard on the lips.

Smip turns his head to watch Kwe stand, but goes wide eyed and antennae go erect in surprise as he's kissed so suddenly. This is a pleasant surprise though and his eyes fall half-lidded as he kisses back, equally passionate. He parts his lips, slipping this tongue inside Kwe's mouth tentatively at first, but then with more confidence as he takes over the kiss. Smip clutches Kwe tightly, pulling him close and exploring his mouth while his kiss grows hungrier.

Kwe tried to be dominant. He did. But as soon as the other started to overcome him, he fell like a house of cards onto the bed beneath Smip. His body is ready and willing and an egg is waiting at this point as his cock hardens against Smip's leg. His antennae quivering and gives jerks around in pleasure.

Smip pulls away a hair's width apart, hot breath warming Kwe's cheek. He's torn because there's nothing more he wants to do right now than fuck this hot little piece of ass he has writhing beneath him, but that annoying nag of his parents' voices pull at the back of his mind.

".. M-my parents are still awake... We can't make too much noise or they'll hear us.." He nuzzles his face into the crook of Kwe's neck, licking the flesh there, ".. I really liked what we did earlier.. It felt so good... I want to do it again.."

Kwe's body felt like it had melted from Smip's embrace. His eyes glaze over with pleasure and need to mate, but at the thought of actually mating, his squeedilyspooch convulsed and properly readied itself as the carrier, sending an almost painful urge of submission through his body.

"I-I want to, also... I.." his mind is taking over though, reminding him of his age and he looks away slightly. "I don't know if I'm really ready yet though.." Such sad words to hear from someone so close.

Smip isn't ready to become a father yet himself either, so he understands Kwe's doubts. His antennae twitch and his lust-clouded mind tries to think as fast as he can. He knows he doesn’t have any condoms or anything that they could use, nor could he sneak any away from his parents since they have the natural birth control of Dib being a human male. He groans softly in frustration, clinging to Kwe more, but at least he decides on something.

"Okay.. um. Well.. we can't mate yet. There's no way right now to stop me from getting you pregnant if we do. We just have to wait.. um.. But there's other stuff we can do instead." He moves his head, licking Kwe's antenna tip tenderly.

Kwe glares as if his Irken manhood had just been questioned. "Oh? And who says you'd get to be the seeder?.. ohh.." The glare turns back into submission as his antenna is licked and his body quivers under Smip. "Maybe.. you could.. be the seeder then.." he whispers, licking Smip's chest back in response and pressing his manhood into the other's. His antennae start to twitch and look for the top of his partner's head.

Smip has to keep himself from chuckling as he hears Kwe, but lets out a soft sigh of pleasure when his nipple area is licked. He doesn't have any nubs, like Dib does, but the flesh is still sensitive there. He moves his own antennae, meeting Kwe's as he rubs them all along the length.

His breathing turns to soft, little pants, ".. I want to make you feel good too."

Reaching down, Smip unfastens both of their pants. He pulls his jeans and boxers down just past his ass to free his erection and tugs clumsily at Kwe's clothes, trying to get them down as well. He's never had to undress someone else before.

Kwe helps him with his pants. As their exposed member touch and pulse against each other, it was obvious that human males must have naturally larger penises, for Kwe's paled in comparison. He shudders a bit and responds perfectly in every respect to Smip's caresses. His beautiful purple eyes looking up into Smip's as their bodies writhe together. His antennae finally find Smip's and rubbing against them, letting the other teen have more control in that area as in all others.

Smip's body shivers with the stimulation he's receiving. He takes an idle moment to compare their penises, noticing that Kwe's looks like a typical Irken penis, but his own definitely has a more human quality about it. He still has the ridges, but the head is more round and blunt than Kwe's slightly pointed one. Another distinct difference is that Smip has outer testicles, while Kwe does not. Irken's testicles are kept internal. All he can do at the moment is give a silly grin and giggle like the inexperienced virgin he is.

"I like your penis.."

"I like yours too.. What are those?.. Oh, hehe.. nevermind.." Kwe asks, obviously speaking of the balls and suddenly figuring it out. This wasn't so much on his mind as the other bits and pieces of Smip's beautiful.. stronger.. more controlling.. hot... Kwe had to quickly regain control of himself or he would cum right then. Look back into Smip's eyes, he leans in to kiss again. His snake-like tongue caressing and wiggling in the other's mouth.

Smip kisses back, taking a gentle hold of them both and stroking. He knows how he likes to be touched there at least, so he wants to try with Kwe too.

Meanwhile, back at base camp, Zim's antennae perk and he looks towards the upstairs.

"It's quiet, Dib. What could they be doing that is so quii~et?!"

Dib, who is also sitting with Zim in the living room, makes little modifications and adjustments to some of their weapons. He lifts his head too, looking in the direction of Smip's room.

"He might be sleeping. He had kind of a stressful day today, so it's bound to have taken a lot out of him. Kwe's probably keeping quiet so he doesn't wake him up." Though, Dib's mind thinks of the 'other' scenario as well.

"Yes, well, it wouldn't matter if we checked then, would it?" Zim starts towards the door.

Kwe gives a slight moan into the kiss, but hearing footsteps, he quickly pushes away.

"Someone is coming," he whispers urgently and quickly pulls his pants back up, trying to straighten his clothing.

Dib takes a few strides over, placing a loving hand on his mate's shoulder before Zim can open the door.

He speaks softly, "Let's just give them a little privacy. Smip's smart and a good boy. And I think he's old enough to start making his own decisions. He wouldn't do anything to disappoint us.." Dib smiles gently, referring to the boys accidentally making a smeet.

Behind the door, unaware of what's being said, Smip tries to get his pants back up over his erection and to cover them both with his bed sheets.

He hisses softly, "Just pretend I'm asleep or something.." He tries to fake sleep as best he can, keeping alert attention on the door in case it opens.

Kwe sits at the side of the bed, watching the door wide-eyed. He could barely make out shadows under it and could hear words being whispered, but couldn't tell what. To his relief, the sounds of Smip's parents slowly walk away with an audible, "DOOM!" being said by Zim at the end of some whispered rant. Slowly moving back over to his lover, he licks Smip's antenna with his snake-like tongue.

"They left." He lifts up the blankets and snuggles against Smip softly. "You're so warm..."

Dib leads Zim off, happily distracting him with promises of kinky, alien sex if they leave Smip alone. Smip stays tense for a few more moments, still listening to make sure that his parents aren’t' going to be coming back. He relaxes though into Kwe's embrace and snuggles with him, nuzzling against the other teen affectionately.

He kisses along Kwe's chin, "You feel nice."

"Do you.. wish to continue?" Kwe asks softly, his small hands moving over Smip's body once more, feeling and caressing in soft, loving ways.

Smip hums a positive, not breaking his kisses until he finds Kwe's mouth again. He rolls them both over, climbing on top of the other as he begins undressing them once more. He doesn't have as much trouble this time getting Kwe's pants down and he completely removes his own, but remains in his boxer shorts. Smip begins stroking them both gently again to get them back into the mood they once were and nibbles delicately on Kwe's antenna.

He whispers in a husky voice, "Have you ever masturbated before?"

"I.. sometimes.." Kwe says, blushing yet again and his body thrusting into Smip's soft grip as his own hand starts to stroke and rub at Smip's member. "Do you?"

Smip smiles a lusty smile, that's eerily similar to some of Zim's own smirks, his confidence being fueled through his arousal. He keeps rubbing his antennae along Kwe's in a possessive sort of fashion and nods just slightly, keeping eye contact with his friend.

"Uh huh.. I feel so good when I do it myself. But I've never tried it with someone else before." He shifts his position to lay down beside Kwe and reaches out, wrapping his hand around the Irken teen's length and stroking. "You touch me and I'll touch you, okay?" He gives a lazy kiss on Kwe's mouth.

"Gladly," Kwe whispers, stroking Smip's member off a bit faster. His body already almost at its peak as he wiggles and squirms against the other. "Ngh.. I don't know if I'll last much longer.. my seeder.."

The last bit is whispered hotly into Smip's antennae before Kwe's tongue gives him another lick, the feeling of Smip's bouncing balls against his hand so odd, yet so sexy.

A deeper hue of purple colors Smip's face as he hears Kwe and he gets a warm feeling in his squeedilyspooch. His hand moves over the other's stiff teenhood, fingers bumping along the ridges with each stroke. He leans his head over, pulling Kwe back into a kiss. He loves the kissing because he loves how Kwe tastes. Both antennae move, rubbing and pressing against Kwe's in a display of dominance and attraction. Smip's own climax is approaching as he feels his testicles drawing taunt.

"Ah.. I'm.. doing it.. oh yes.." With a massive shudder of his body, Kwe bites his lower lip, muffling his own moan as a few hefty spurts of cum spray from it onto Smip's cock. Not missing a beat, Kwe grab's Smip's member, using his own cum as lubricant, to start rubbing the teen's member in a mind-boggling speed. "Do it.. Do it.." Kwe's breath hot against Smip's antenna.

Smip's features screw tight in pleasure when he feels Kwe climaxing because of him and he lets out his own little cry of passion when the stimulation to his cock is increased. He writhes on the bed, back arching until he makes a strangled groan that tapers into a faint whimpered call of "Kwe.." Sperm shoots from his dick in thick ribbons, coating Kwe's hand and spattering on his own body.

Kwe cuddles up into Smip's arms and closes his eyes, wishing he could fall asleep with him. Just a gentle rest until his new partner dozes off would be good enough.

Zim's antenna perks up and he looks towards the door of his and Dib's bedroom with a glare, still holding his mate in his arms after a bout of hot, passionate sex. He tries to slowly creep away, hoping Dib wouldn't stop him from destroying the defiler of his precious Smip once again.

Dib, however, is not going to be much help right now anyway as he's recovering in a post orgasm light nap. He'll be out for another 10 minutes at least.

Smip, at the moment, almost resembles his father as he lays with a satisfied little smile of bliss on his face. His movements are sluggish as he tries to open his eyes and pull Kwe closer.

".. Wow.. That was... wow..." He giggles some at his loss of words.

Kwe lays with his partner, smiling and content. He speaks once last thing as Smip slowly falls asleep, ".. I think I'm falling in love with you..."

Zim, who is right outside the door, just stands there, taking in the only sentence he heard so far.