<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s300.photobucket.com/user/SociallyToxicBeauty/media/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #408000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alida</span></span></span></div><br/><br/>Izu was understandably reluctant. Humans had such a different outlook on bodies and sexuality than her people did. It wasn't that bodies couldn't be sexual, it just wasn't the primary thought for a body. Originally the notion of clothes and such modesty confused her, but as time went on and she experienced more of Izu's culture--well, she could see why people wanted to cover themselves.<br/><span style="color: #BF0000"><br/>"Preferably an alternative, but I guess I should try and make some sort of progress with this...shouldn't I?" </span>the question seemed rhetorical, but the fact Izu voiced it was a step in the right direction. She gave a small smile and a nod of acknowledgement in response. With that, he began to strip off what little was left of his clothing...only to reveal things Alida hated to see.<br/><br/>The poor man was all battered up. Between being thrown into another world, beat up by royal guards, and falling off a living tree...he had a few trophies to show for it.<span style="color: #408000">"Oh Izu..."</span>she muttered apologetically, her fingers gently hovering over the wounds and bruises in thought. She slid her hand into his, pulling him into the direction of her private bathing chambers. She began to speak conversationally as she brought them to a warm pool of water,<span style="color: #408000"> "I am not sure what I can come up with. Our people don't wear clothes, so we do not have much to make something with. We'll have to use what we have of yours right now..."</span>Izu seemed to barely register her words as he stuck his hands in the water, his face being overcome with a confused and alarmed face,<span style="color: #BF0000">"What the fuck is with this water?"</span><br/><br/>Alida became excited for a minute, explaining how the water in her world helped with cleaning and healing wounds, a benefit for Izu's current state.<span style="color: #BF0000">"Oh, okay," </span>was Izu's slow, cautious reply. Alida gave a roll of her eyes then entered the water herself. If Izu didn't wish to bathe, fine. He could be the dirty, achy prince--but she was going to clean herself up.<br/><br/>Maybe Izu had sensed her mild impatience with him as he waded into the water as she stood. From there, he managed to slide under her. He muttered something about the strange sensations and Alida gave a shrug,<span style="color: #408000">"You will get accustomed to this, just as I had grown accustomed in your world. Yes?"</span>Izu seemed to slump in defeat,<span style="color: #BF0000">"Yeah...Yeah. But I at least want something to wear over my cash and prizes. Like a robe bottom at the very least, I'd be happy with that."</span>Alida gave a smile as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, but before she could slide in a slick comment about a dress, Izu seemed to have already given it thought,<span style="color: #BF0000">"And that isn't the same thing as a dress bottom. I just want to make that clear, I won't wear a dress bottom."</span>Alida gave a laugh.<br/><br/><span style="color: #408000">"What shall you propose then? We have no...shops for such a thing. Though we do have posts with leathers and such for pouches. Maybe they will have something??" </span>she suggested, clearly struggling to find solutions to Izu's problem. She certainly didn't want him uncomfortable...or...did she?<br/><br/>She had to turn away from Izu and dunk herself underwater to hide the intense, devilish grin that had split across her face. She shoved her emotions down in effort to numb some of the connection. She'd get him his precious coverage he so craved--but it would come with a price he had yet to know.<br/><br/>When she felt like she could hold her facial expressions together, she reemerged from the water. Her hair seemed to magically detangle and clean itself, water softly dripping from it back into the pool of warm water.<span style="color: #408000">"Ah. Izu! It is so nice to be home. I think you will like our food and drink here,"</span>the small woman paused, tapping her chin a little,<span style="color: #408000">"Well, some of the food is not as good as yours, but a lot of it is pretty good!" </span><br/><br/>For a minute he just stared at her and Alida rolled her eyes, something she had been doing a lot more of lately. Without preamble or indication, Izu was suddenly being forced to submerge into the water by a decently and noticeably stronger Alida. She didn't hold him there but for a second, as her goal was not to hold him under at all, but just to make sure he actually had his hair cleaned all the way. He sputtered as he emerged,<span style="color: #BF0000">"The fuck?"</span>Alida, unbothered by Izu's foul language, gave yet another shrug.<span style="color: #408000"> "You were dirty, I need you clean. You were complaining about the water earlier, so I just didn't want you to delay the inevitable for no reason. I also did it because I just wanted to...It isn't everyday someone gets to dunk a Prince under water,"</span>she teased.<br/><br/>Whatever Izu's response, Alida deflected it with her own uncomfortable change of topic for him,<span style="color: #408000"> "You'll have to just go through the kingdom in nude, Izu. We still need to pick up the materials to make your...not dress. After that, you'll be covered!"</span>