Johnny The Homicidal Maniac Fan Fiction / Invader Zim Fan Fiction ❯ The Nightmare Finally Ends ❯ Zita and Dib ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim, Jhonen Vasquez does not me I'm just borrowing it for a little while

Chapter 3

 

Dib was dreaming of being eaten alive by Gaz's robots while she sat there on her throne made of human skulls laughing and saying “This is what you get for getting me lint for my birthday”. The only thing he could say was “I'm sorry I don't know what you like”. Then Dib felt a large amount of weight plop down on his lap and something wet meet his lips. Dib woke up on the couch back at home to find himself staring into the eyes of his beautiful girlfriend Zita Burnheart. Dib met Zita one summer ago when he went to a science fiction convention Dib was there for a secret meeting of “THE SWOLEN EYEBALL” to show his new findings on Zim and there she was. Zita was working at a zombie booth when he went over to talk to her they immediately fell for each other for she have almost the same interests as him. For a while Dib never mentioned Zim to Zita but the only thing he says about him now is that he a bad kid. Because Zita thinks that Zim is not an alien and to not make her upset Dib plays along.

 

“Oh, hey Zita how did you get in here I mean all the doors are locked?” Dib said then Zita leaned forward to his ear to whisper “You forgot to lock the windows silly”.

 

Dib just realized that Zita was straddling him on the couch not that he was complaining but it could look bad for anyone to see them like this. But he couldn't take his eyes off her she was so beautiful. She had black with blue streaks in her short hair a sort of pale face with dark blue eye shadow and black lipstick. She had a black belly shirt that said “Zombies are my Homeboys” she had a belly button ring and black and blue camo pants.

She was skinny no more that 111 pounds and about 5'9” a perfect girl size. How could a beautiful girl like Zita end up with someone like him?

 

“What's up Z what are ya doing here?” Dib tried to say anything but “I want to fuck your brains out” thank god he didn't. “Do you know what today is, Dib?” she leaned back and clasped her hand lightly on his cheeks and smiled one of her “I want you” looks. Dib leaned his head to the left to see the digital clock. It was 12:45 and Dib new what day it was now which filled him with a large amount of ecstasy and thank god he didn't forget. “Oh my god its our one year anniversary today Zita!” “Happy anniversary babe!” she smiled and Dib smiled. Then with one fast motion she thrusted Dib's head toward hers and kissed him very tenderly allowing his tongue to enter her mouth and he allowed the same.

 

Dib knew that if he let this go any further they would end up fucking so as much as it pained him to do so he pulled himself away and just stared into her beautiful blue eyes. “I'm sorry Z but my sister is upstairs and my dad is only just downstairs we can't do this tonight.” Dib felt like a real asshole but he had too much on his mind. Even if they did have sex Gaz or his father would never hear them he just taught of an excuse as much as he wanted her he had little more important things to do like stopping Zim.

 

Zita just stared at him just smiling and stroking his cheek. “Look honey I know you have a lot on your mind you and I both know that either Gaz or your dad can hear us.” Then she leaned forward to be not an inch from Dibs face and kissed him on his lips. “I just want to take your mind off of whatever it is that you've been worrying about…I love you.” Those words just about erased all of Dib's worries about Zim and his sister's birthday. All he wanted now was to be with Zita to make love to her fuck Zim and fuck his sister's birthday none of that mattered now. The universe itself could blow up he didn't care all he wanted was Zita.

 

The look Dib gave Zita at that exact moment completely opened the flood gates. “You're right Zita I'm sorry…I love you too.” Then Dib grabbed the back of Zita's head trusted toward his and violently kissed her by nibbling at her lower lip. Biting was always Zita's turn on so as soon as he did that she let out a soft moan.

 

“Oh…my god you know just what pleases me don't you.” Zita said as she removed Dib's trench coat and started to work on his shirt. “You know it baby!” Dib took off his glasses and placed them on the coffee table next to the couch then he helped Zita take his shirt off. Over the years the battles between Dib and Zim have grown more and more intense so to make himself more of a match for Zim Dib became a “Free runner” and learned Ti-jit-zu. Zita is also a free runner but not as devoted as Dib is and she knows a little kickboxing but not much.

 

When Dib's shirt was removed Zita could only marvel at how incredibly fit he was. “My god you look like King Leonidas from 300…well just your body not your face, your face is well… adorable but not as hot as his.” She was staring deeply into his eyes, when all of a sudden she felt Dib's hand slide under her shirt. His hand moved very slowly up her back, she let out a loud gasp when he reached the center of her back (her favorite most sensitive area). “Man, you must've known what you were going to do as soon as you got here.” Dib said as he gently stroked his hand up and down her back. She let out a series of more gasps before wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him. Then she pushed him to the side of the couch to make him lie down on his back. Zita got up stood over to Dib who was lying there on the couch with his hands clasped behind his head. “So Dib you want a show before we begin, or do you want to go straight to the fucking?” Any man in this position would be speechless but not Dib. “How bout a show babe, it would make the anticipation more worthwhile.” Zita smiled and turned to the stereo and put in the “Sin City” soundtrack and turn to track nineteen “Absurd”.

 

Dib only could watch in absolute bliss on how sexy of a dancer Zita was. The music itself was lowered to so you can only hear the beat. A kind of tribal meets suburban mix. First Zita took off her boots one by one while moving her hips to the beat. Next were her socks same treatment as her shoes but once they were off she kind of twirled them around like a pair of nun-chucks. For a little while she stopped stripping and just started to gyrate to the music, letting her hands flow up and down her body wishing that they were his hands. Dib could only smile a lustful smile as she removed her pants, standing there in only a pair of black underpants and a t-shirt. When the song was finally over she turned off the stereo and climbed on top of Dib's waist. Zita was facing him and was just running her hands up and down his chest. “You ready babe?” As if she needed to tell him twice, so he lifted her shirt over her head to revel her black lace bra and a tattoo in between her breasts of Icarus from Led Zeppelin. Zita helped Dib out of his jeans and he did the same for her. So there they sat two almost naked teens ready to perform the reproductive act without the reproductive part…eww babies. Dib sat up to face Zita so that they are straddling each other.

 

Zita saw the look in Dib's face it was a cross between lust and anticipation she knew what kind of a night she has to look forward to. They started to make out very passionately when Dib broke away from the series of kisses. “Dib what's the matter why did you stop?” Dib said nothing he simply looked down pulled her as close as he could toward him and ran his tongue over the Icarus tattoo on her chest.

 

“H-holy shit…Dib!” Zita said very loudly as she let out another series of moans and gasps.

 

Suddenly in the middle of there passion there came a noise from above them. “Ahem…I'm terribly sorry for interrupting you guys but do you mind if I go to the kitchen and get a snack?” This made the two of them jump and fall of the couch. Dib and Zita crouched down beneath the sofa to escape the embarrassment.

 

“Who's there?” Dib asked with a large amount of anger in his voice. “It's Gaz you dumb shit now get up and get dressed!” said his terrible sister. Zita and Dib got up and for a few seconds none of them said anything they just stood there. “Jesus Christ Gaz how long where you standing there?” Dib said as he looked up at her just sitting at the 3rd step up on there stairs. “Oh about when you took off her shirt, its amazing I mean me and dad sit on that sofa and you two were about to ruin it with your cum stains…yuck have some fuckin respect for the other people in this house.” Zita bent down and started to put her pants back on while Dib did the same. Gaz walked down the rest of the stairs and disappeared in the kitchen.

 

“Bitch!” Dib said under his breath he knew that she was just jealous of him for having the one thing she lacks “FRIENDSHIP”. He sat back down on the sofa while Zita continued to get dressed. “Oh come on baby, I know that deep down she loves you and you do too I mean you are her only brother.” This was the only thing that Dib and Zita do not have in common she likes Gaz how is that even possible. While that seems to be an impossibility Gaz seems to tolerate her presence, the only person other that there own father. Gaz came back into the room with two cans of soda and a bag of chips and went upstairs not saying another word. Zita sat down next to Dib leaned on his shoulder. “I dunno Z I hope you are right how can my own sister hate me so, fuck I mean I took of the Shadow Hog curse for her and had to clean a pig demons toilet so she didn't have to, what does she want from me?” Dib leaned his head back and looked and the ceiling and sighed. “Isn't her birthday on Friday why don't you get her something nice?”

 

The one question that Dib tried to forget. “I don't know what she likes or anything about her for that matter.” Zita looked up at Dib “Doesn't she play a lot of video games why don't you get her that new “Game Slave 3” that comes out tomorrow?” A single light has just opened up at the dark cave of doom. “Z you are a genius I love you so much!” Dib kissed her on the cheek and got up from the couch and so did Zita. “I know I am….an with that note I gona go home we'll finish what we started here tomorrow.” She leaned over kissed him on the lips and embraced him.

 

“I love you Dib.”

 

“I love you too Z.” After a final kiss she went out the front door and went home. Dibs whole day was planned first he was going to the mall to get Gaz's present then he was going to met up with Zita and fuck her, finally put his latest plan against Zim in motion, sounds like a great day. Dib gathered up the rest of his clothing and went upstairs to retire to his room for the rest of the night.