<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 gave a sly smile in response to Alida.<span style="color: #BF0000">"In so many ways..." </span>he said before he began to take off Alida's clothes. It was obvious to Alida Izu was trying to contain himself as he leaned in to kiss her once more. Alida couldn't help but smile against his lips as she felt Izu prod against her as he pulled her off the counter some.<span style="color: #BF0000">"We...Should shower...Right?"</span>Izu asked, her own breathing rather heavy as Izu trailed kisses down her neck, one of his hands gliding from her chest to her center.<br/><br/>Alida gave a sharp intake of breath as she felt Izu's fingers gently rubbed over her clit, sliding back to her rear, then forward once more.<span style="color: #408000">"Izu..." </span>she quietly whined, wanting more from the man.<br/><br/>Suddenly, though, Izu ripped away from her and fell backwards. Alida's eyes widened in surprise, her hands reaching out in effort to catch Izu's arms--but it was too late. Izu's head smacked against the wall and he landed on his ass. Alida's hands came up to her mouth as she tried to suppress her laughter at Izu's terrible fortune.<br/><br/>Her laughter was easily swallowed down, though, when Izu gave a groan and clutched the back of his head.<span style="color: #408000">"Izu!" </span>Alida called out in alarm when she realized he was actually hurt, recovering quickly from her surprise and hopping off the counter.<br/><br/>She quickly dropped next to Izu, biting her lip in worry. There was a bit of blood on the back of Izu's head and Izu was flailing about a little bit as he let out of a hiss through clenched teeth. Alida wasn't sure what had exactly happened until she saw Marmalade near them, trotting gleefully away. Alida narrowed her eyes some in suspicion, but the cat was gone before she could really get a read on its feelings.<br/><br/>Her attention turned back to Izu.<span style="color: #408000">"Izu, stop moving!"</span>she reprimanded gently as she grabbed his wrist with her slender hands. She pulled him forward some, taking his hand away from his head.<span style="color: #408000">"Izu alright?"</span>she asked as she inspected the wound. She doubted he felt all that great, all things considered, but she had asked out of reflex.<br/><br/><span style="color: #408000">"Izu stay here. Alida fix,"</span>she said as she stood up, stepping over Izu to get to the bathroom closet. When she opened it to grab the medical kit, everything seemed to fall out all at once and bombarded Alida. She threw her arms out in effort to catch the items, but failing miserably as it was practically a bathroom avalanche. The clattering of items seemed to last a solid minute before everything settled at Alida's feet.<br/><br/>Alida gave a sigh, dropping her hands and cutting a glare at Izu.<span style="color: #408000">"Izu said he would clean closet..."</span>she grumbled. Izu had a bad habit of just throwing things back into the closet rather than placing them back--then again, most of the time they only went into the closet for the med kit. Alida had been clumsy the first few months in Izu's world, and Izu had to restock the kit many times on the account of that clumsiness.<br/><br/>With another sigh, Alida bent over to pick up the med kit, pushing away everything with her feet as she made her way back to Izu. She pulled him forward once more so she could look at the wound and was a bit alarmed that there was so much blood. She tried to remind herself that it was a head wound, which is why it was bleeding so heavily--but still, Alida was mildly panicked.<span style="color: #408000">"Izu..."</span>she started a bit worriedly,<span style="color: #408000">"Izu...might need staples..." </span>she finished.<br/><br/>The only reason Alida knew that bit was because she had had a similar experience of falling while at work. She hadn't seen a freshly dug grave and had ended up smacking her head against a grave stone as she tumbled into the hole. It was bad enough where Alida had to experience her first trip to the ER--which had been a paperwork nightmare, according to Izu. Apparently girls without identification were very suspicious in Izu's world, but eventually the hospital just said to hell with it since the cemetery was going to pay for the bills. They were just lucky they were able to keep Alida's wings a secret.<br/><br/><span style="color: #408000">"Can Izu stand?" </span>Alida asked as she gently pressed some gauze against the wound, then getting a wrap to put around his head. She didn't bother with trying to clean the wound, as they would do that at the doctor's. Her priority was to simply get Izu to the doctor.<span style="color: #408000">"Izu feel sick? Izu dizzy?"</span>she asked as she tilted Izu's chin up to look at her.