<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Dicks/izuuuzuzuu_zps5e4b48941_zps6b1bd09c.png">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Izu raised a brow when Alida gave a slight display of protest. It seemed she really didn't like clothing, though that wasn't exactly something new to Izu. He still hadn't really found out why she didn't like them. Izu assumed it was because they were restricting, but anything was really a possibility.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #408000">"Alida not know. Alida not wear."</span></span>She seemed rather hesitant to put them on, but something seemed to sway her to his side, thankfully. Izu stretched a bit under the blankets as he spoke,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Well, get to it then. I'd like to know if I need to return anything."</span></span>he said while watching the girl.<br/><br/>Alida gave a sigh, standing and going off to rinse her plate just as Izu had done while mumbling about sofa monsters, then came back to stand in front of the pile of clothes as if she were being given a death sentence. Izu couldn't help but give the girl a rather strange glance as she went about doing whatever she was doing. He caught only bits and pieces of what she was mumbling, and it seemed she assumed his sofa was some sort of creature. The thought brought a chuckle to his lips, he would have to use what he learned against her sometime, if only to play a prank on the poor girl.<br/><br/>Alida grabbed a pair of panties, putting them on easily enough. They were black, lacy, and only slightly looked more comfortable than other clothes she had worn before. She then grabbed a matching bra, examining it for a moment and then looking at Izu,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #408000">"Izu...?"</span></span>She seemed to be at a loss as to how the bra worked. Izu frowned a bit and shrugged.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"How the hell should I know? I don't wear that stuff,"</span></span>he said bluntly.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #408000">"Izu not have..."</span></span>Alida said with a bit of confusion and a little bit of suspicion. Izu gave the girl a dumbfounded look,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Well no shit. I guess I can help, just don't blame me if I cut off circulation somehow..."</span></span>Izu said as he removed his blanket and went over to the girl.<br/><br/>His hands were on her body within seconds, placing her arms in the strap holes and then pressing the cups to her breasts.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Heh. This isn't so tough."</span></span>Izu said out loud, but furrowed his brow when presented with the issue of her wings. He could bind them, but that probably wouldn't sit well with Alida. There was no way around it though, so he tucked the wings against her back and gently clasped the bra shut.<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Well....?"</span></span>Izu asked while stepping back to examine his work. While the bra served its purpose, it looked stupid as hell over her wings. Not to mention, it was probably very uncomfortable.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Fuck it. Take it off. The lower area is the most important anyways. As long as you wear a shirt, I can't imagine it would be that noticeable..."</span></span>stated Izu, but he really had no clue.<br/><br/>Izu couldn't help but let his eyes scan over the girl, his arousal seeping into the air like a thick musk. This was something new for him. Izu had seen the girl nude many times before. Her body was no mystery, but when she wore such attractive panties, it made his heart race a little. Without warning, his hands were on her hips and sliding the panties down, and then in a flurry of movements, another pair was sliding up her legs. This time, it was a a rather tight pair of booty-hugging panties, and it pleased Izu very much.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Not bad..."</span></span>he said, giving the girl a lust filled once over, again.