Hotaru and Raven

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Raven Ar'Ketin, a young man from the USA, just got off the plane in Tokyo. He was moving there, and a friend of his was supposed to meet him there, to take him back to her house. He had moved there to live with her, and had brought all of his stuff, including some adapters for electronics so they worked on the different power grid. As he looked around for her, he grabbed his luggage and moving boxes, and put them on a pushcart, taking them out to find her. That's when she yelled his name from behind him. He turned to look at her, and smiled, seeing the familiar raven-colored hair and dark eyes, and the bright smile on the pale face. He smiled, then spread his arms wide, as she wrapped her arms around his torso. He hugged her back, then looked down into her eyes. "So, my little firefly, where do we go from here?"

Hotaru is about 25 years old, as is Raven...so adjust the ideas of her from these two images about ten years older <<

http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f21/ravenofangelfire/Hotaru2.jpghttp://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f21/ravenofangelfire/Hotaru.jpg

looking for one woman to play Hotaru
 
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Name: Hotaru
Age: 25
Hair: Shoulder length and jet black
Eyes: Large pools of deep violet
Appearance: Smooth and flawless pale skin, with delicate features. She is petite but with a very curvy build for a Japanese woman.
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Hotaru smiled up at him, liking the way his arms felt around her. She really shouldn't think about that. But it was nice. "If you are tired, we can go home and I will cook you a nice meal to welcome you." "If not, we could go into town, perhaps you would like to get some real sushi or ramen?"
 
Raven smiled, then nodded. He was a little tired, and they should probably go to her home. He let her go, and grinned. "Which one's your van?" He had a lot of boxes, but he hoped he could fit them all in one place. Otherwise, they might have to use one of their friends to help transfer the stuff to her place. He had noticed her tensing slightly as he hugged her, and wondered if he had overstepped his boundaries. She had felt good in his arms, he realized, and he wouldn't mind hugging her again.
 
Hotaru lead him over to a green van that had "Traditional Foods and Baking" and a phone number written on it. She flushed a bit, somewhat embarrassed. "This is it, I borrowed it from work." "We use it for large deliveries."

Hotaru worked at a popular shop that made traditional Japanese food, baked goods, candy, and even clothes. She loved the work, she really enjoyed traditional things, though she liked modern attitudes about a lot of things. Including living with a man she wasn't married to, or even having a man as her friend. "Are we going home, Raven-kun?"
 
Raven nodded, smiling widely. Home would be a good idea. He had to get settled in before he saw any of the sights of Tokyo. He started loading stuff into the van, putting boxes on top of each other, and then setting his suitcases in the back. "Home would be fine, Hotaru-chan."
 
She smiled, feeling a surge of warmth inside. Home. Their home. It made her very happy to think of him being with her. "Let's go then." She giggled as he moved to the wrong side of the car first. She didn't want to seem mean, but it was pretty funny.

They were soon on the road, Hotaru at the wheel. She was focused mostly on her driving, as this was much different from the tiny little scooter she had. "I'm glad you're here, Raven-kun." "It seems like a long time that I've been waiting for you." "How was the trip?" "Did you get to see the ocean?"
 
Raven smiled, having gone on instinct to what the passenger side would have been in the US. Once they were on the road, she bombarded him with questions. He answered them in order as best as he could. "I'm glad I'm here too. My favorite city, with my favorite girl. And yes, it has been a long time. But at least the waiting is over. Yes, the trip was fine. A little claustrophobic in the plane, but the sight of the ocean unrolling under me was relaxing."
 
She blushed a bit when he called her "his favorite girl." It was so sweet. She was already sure that they'd made a good decision about this. "I love the ocean, and the beach, though I don't like it when it's crowded." "There's something about the waves and water that's just so wonderful."

"But home will be wonderful now, Raven-kun." "With you here." It took a while, but they finally arrived at the squat apartment building where they lived. "Here we are!"
 
Raven smiled, surveying the apartment building. From the looks, each apartment was about half a floor. That would be useful, since it would mean less claustrophobia. As they got out of the van, he looked around, checking for landmarks. He smiled, recognizing some of the signs, such as the Shinjuku subway station. They were close to a mall too, the cool kind that only Japan has, built underground. He grinned, then started to grab boxes from the back, with the help of Hotaru.
 
Hotaru ran ahead with the lighter suitcases, unlocking the door and holding it open wide for him. She propped it open and several trips later, Raven brought the last of the boxes in. Hotaru was standing in the living room, and smiled brightly at him. "Okaeri nasai, Raven-kun." "Welcome home."
 
Raven smiled, then hugged Hotaru again, closing the door behind them. They'd need to start unpacking stuff, of course, but for now he was glad to be at a place that he could truly call home. He hugged Hotaru closer, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.
 
Hotaru was surprised by the hug, Americans were so affectionate! But after a moment, she melted into his arms, her own going around his shoulders. Then she felt his lips on her forehead and she sighed happily. It was something of a shock, but she liked it. He was so strong and bold! She pressed herself against him, her head resting on his shoulder.
 
Raven's hands rested just above her arse, as he simply held her. It felt so right to be that close to her. He could feel her arms encircle his chest, and smiled. He started to gently rub his hands up and down her back, as she pressed against him. He felt himself hardening from her close presence, and started to let go, so she didn't feel like he was some perv.
 
Hotaru felt him pulling away, and tightened her arms on him, "Don't." Her voice was very soft, and her cheeks were turning red. "I...like you holidng me like this." "Just a little longer." "Please."

She was both afriad and eager for this. Hotaru had fallen for Raven through their correspondance, and she wanted to be his woman...but what would happen if he did take her? She was scared he would think less of her, or change how he acted toward her.

Right now though, in his arms, she could just exist and not think about that. "I know I'm being selfish, and I'll show you where your room is soon." "I'm sorry."
 
Raven blinked, then held her close again. He knew that she could easily tell how aroused he was getting by her closeness. He rested his hands on her arse, unconsciously squeezing it. He looked down into her eyes, then found himself drawn to her, and kissed her gently.
 
Hotaru gasped as his hand squeezed his ass, but did not pull away. She liked it, she wanted his hands on her body.

She looked up into his face, her feelings shining in her dark eyes. He lowered his head, kissing her. She responded with tentative tenderness, loving yet hesitant, eager yet reserved. Her arms moved up to loop around his neck, pulling her even tighter against him.
 
Raven deepened the kiss, gently massaging her arse with his hands. As she looped her arms around his neck, he pulled her closer, pressing her body against his. He then slid his hands between her legs, rubbing gently.
 
"Mmm, oh, Raven-kun," she breathed against his lips. His kiss became more passionate, and she answered with her own passion. Her lips spoke for her, of her love and want, of her surrender to him.

She could feel a growing heat and dampness between her legs as his hands rubbed at her thighs. Hotaru pressed her hips forward, pushing and slowly grinding her crotch into him.
 
Raven broke the kiss, breathing heavily, still rubbing between her legs. He moaned softly as she pressed against him, and could tell that she wanted him. He looked into her eyes again, then slid one hand up and gently squeezed her breasts.
 
Hotaru slid her hands down his chest, touching and feeling the body beneath his shirt. She took a half step back, allowing his hands easier access. "Hai, yes." There was still a faint blush on her cheeks, but her face was becoming flushed for another reason as his touch turned her on.

"I am your firefly." "Make me your woman." Her hands went lower, playing over his stomach and his waist, but hesitating at his belt.
 
Raven smiled, and slid his hands down, then brought them up, taking her shirt off with them to expose her breasts. Then he slid his hands down farther, sliding her skirt and panties off in one smooth motion. His breath caught at how beautiful she was, as he stepped closer to her, and started gently kissing her neck.
 
In that moment that she stood before him naked, Hotaru felt complete. This was what she wanted. This man to take her as he willed, making her his woman, to serve and love him.

She moaned softly as he kissed her neck, the air of the room now cold compared to the heat of their bodies. His shirt grazed her nipples and she felt a shudder of pleasure run through her. Her hands moved again, wandering up and down his chest.

At last, she worked up her courage and her hands slid below his belt to rub his thighs, moving ever so slowly inward toward his crotch.
 
Raven kissed down Hotaru's neck, his hands gently rubbing up and down her back again. As her hands wandered lower, she could tell again that he was very aroused by her. He took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently on it, at the same time slipping two fingers into her.
 
Her legs almost buckled as he slid his fingers into her, and she whimpered his name quietly. It felt so good, so damn good! Especially with him suckling on her breast like that.

She moved her hands back up to his belt, fumbling with it for several moments before she was able to undo it. Pulling it loose, she slid one hand up under his shirt, fingers playing over his stomach. The other went timidly into his pants, seeking out the shape of his cock in his undergarments.
 
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