<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's eye sprung open, fumbling with the device that was blasting its horrid noise.<span style="color: #BF0000"> "What?!?"</span>he yelled into the little device, causing Alida to jump. She was happy the noise was gone, but was concerned as Izu continued to speak to it. She could hear something from the other end and began to realize it was some sort of communication device.<br/><br/>Izu tossed the phone to the side, turning to Alida who was still rather frightened.<span style="color: #BF0000"> "You get out of there!"</span>Izu demanded, Alida shaking her head in the negative. Izu didn't seem to care and ripped the blanket from her and she gave a cry of protest.<span style="color: #BF0000">"You have any idea how good of a dream you interrupted?"</span>he asked angrily, though there was something else in his voice that Alida could not quite place. She didn't understand why he was upset with her, though.<br/><br/>Her heart hadn't even had the chance to calm itself before Izu forced Alida on her back, his lips against her neck. She let out a surprised yelp, but it seemed Izu's assault was just beginning as he moved from her neck to her breasts. He seemed to alter between a variety of touch and soon Alida was not only confused, but breathless and aroused.<br/><br/>Alida jumped at the sensation of Izu's tongue, gripping the sheets beneath her until her knuckles were white. He added a finger, finding a particularly sensitive spot and stroking it with a steady rhythm. Alida could barely breathe, closing her eyes tightly as the heat in her womb began to build up. Just as the heat in her belly felt as if it would burst, Izu stopped and pulled away--all sensations ending.<br/><br/>Alida's eyes popped open, still panting rather heavily.<span style="color: #408000">"I--Izu?"</span>she inquired breathlessly.<span style="color: #BF0000">"Now you know how it feels," </span>Izu said smugly with a mean smirk. Alida didn't understand what Izu was talking about, all she knew is she had been afraid one moment, then was forced down onto the bed by Izu. She frowned as she reviewed the events in her mind, trying her best to ignore the intense arousal she felt from Izu's earlier actions.<br/><br/><span style="color: #408000">"Izu...Izu not nice. Alida scared and Izu not care,"</span>she said, still a little winded. Izu's actions made very little sense and she felt a little betrayed. She had been very afraid and worried for the both of them, and all Izu had done was jump her bones. While Alida usually liked Izu's touch (and had at that moment enjoyed it), she felt very displeased with Izu.<br/><br/>When she finally regained a normal heart beat and breathing, she sat up and glared at Izu.<span style="color: #408000">"Alida mad,"</span>she stated bluntly, though she was sure he probably already realized that. Alida didn't mention how hurt her feelings were, doing her best to dull whatever emotions she had so Izu would not feel them. She was likely trying to dull their connection in vain.<span style="color: #408000">"Alida worried and Izu not help," </span>she accused, standing up and going to her pile of clothes. She pulled on a pair of panties, followed by her yoga pants, and a loose stop. It seemed she was beginning to take up a habit of putting on clothes whenever she was upset with Izu.<br/><span style="color: #408000"><br/>"Izu not understand. Izu know everything. Alida not. Alida scared all the time. Izu just want Alida to touch. Izu not want to know Alida,"</span>she grumbled, mostly to herself as she dressed angrily. When she was done, she turned to Izu, a pout still on her lips.