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This fic is written in answer to the challange to write a fic for a not well
known anime or manga, and Hotaru no Kibun, I think, fits the bill.
Disclaimer: "Hotaru no Kibun" also known as Sexcapades is owned by and is
the copyright (c) of Jiro Chiba, Hot Milk Mangerotica, Eros Comix, and
Studio Protius.
Warning: This fanfiction is based on a Hentai Manga called Hotaru no Kibun
(Hotaru's Feeling), which has lots of graphic sex, adult language, and a few
scenes of rape. This fanfiction will have some sex at the end. You have
been forwarned. Seeing as this is a Hentai series, I figured that a Lemon
would be most appropriate for a continuation.
This fic takes place in the Tobe home, three years after the end of the
Manga, on Christmas eve.
Se no Hotaru! (Hotaru's Husband)
By: Jason Monti
Mitsunari Tobe and his wife were racing around their home cleaning,
aranging, and preparing for their guests. Well, actually, Mitsunari was
doing most of the work, for Hotaru kept having to take several breaks that
seemed to last longer than the time she spent working, but he didn't mind.
Seeing as his wife was eight and a half months pregnant, he just took up the
slack with a smile on his face.
Their two-year-old daughter, Shiiko, named after Mitsunari's first wife, at
Hotaru's insistance oddly enough, was out with her namesake and half sister
and superstar child actress, seven-year-old Kisato. They were taking a trip
up to the top of the sisters' favorite building, the Tokyou Tower. They
could never get over looking out at the city lights and how beautiful they
thought it all looked. The elder Shiiko and her daughter both loved Shiiko
the younger very much, despite the history that once brought animosity
between Shiiko and Kisato, and Hotaru, who they once percived as having
stole their husband/father respectively.
"Hotaru, really, its not neccessary, you don't have to do help clean, just
relax, please." pleaded Mitsunari for the tenth time that night. Hotaru
reluctantly complied.
"Sorry honey, but I just want everything to be perfect, you know how those
women make me feel when their here." she responded, laying back on the couch
again.
Speaking of "those women," the other guest that night was to be Actress,
Tamaki Ando, who was one of Mitsunari's flings when he was still dating
Hotaru, and ofcourse still married to Shiiko. Tamaki had married some actor
she had apparently met at a party a little while after his divorse with
Shiiko went through. Now she's pregnant with a child of her own, and much
to Mitsunari's secret reliefe, she holds no bad feeling about the lull in
her career as a result for own husband. It was Shiiko's ruined career and
her animosity for him that destroyed their marraige and he really did not
want to see Tamaki unhappy. Tactfully, he never told his Hotaru any of
this.
"Did you get the KFC?" Hotaru called out to her husband.
"Fuck, fuck, fuckfuck..." Mitsunari started yelling at himself while
griting his teeth and banging his head on the kitchen counter. "I'll try to
get some, but we may have to break tradition this year. I should have
grabbed some on my way home from work! We have the strabarry short cakes
though right?"
"Yes honey, we do, now get going before they sell out!"
Mitsunari grabbed his coat and keys and headed out the door with a quick,
but deep kiss from his wife. "Damn," he though, "I still love to kiss her
even after four years."
"Come along Shiiko, Kisato" Shiiko called, motioning for the two girls to
follow. "We musn't be late for Christmas-Eve dinner. Kisato, I know you
want to see your father again." Under her breath, she added "and neither
can I." as a single tear made its way down her cheek. With an inaudiable
sniff and a wipe of her sleve, Shiiko smiled quickly and marched the girls
and herself to her car.
"Dear, we need to get going, the Tobes arn't going to wait forever, and you
know how much I hate being late!" called Tamaki Ando to her husband in a
voice that betrayed the love she felt for him despite the stern words of her
command.
"Yes honey. Do you have my keys?"
"Yes dear, now grab the gifts, and the dinner sake."
"Got it."
Mitsunari tumbled into his door with five buckets of KFC just as Shiiko
drove up to the curb. "Whew, I got it, just in time too, I think that I
just saw Shiiko pull up."
"Daddy, a little girl came running up and attached herself to his leg.
"Hello Father," said his older daughter, much more reserved.
"Hello Mitsunari." came a soft, but lovely voice behind the girls. Shiiko
walked from her car to him and gave him a tight hug and a soft kiss on the
cheek. The kiss lingered there a little longer than Mitsunari was
comfortable with, and as he moved to break away, his lips lightly brushed
with hers. Both blushed.
"You did that on purpose," he wispered. She just looked up over his
shoulder and right at Hotaru, who was getting up from the couch. "I
certainly hope that you've been taking care of my, I mean Mitsunari. He
hasn't been working himself to death lately has he?"
Hotaru stifled a giggle and answered, "No ma'me, I love my husband very
much and if he works to hard, I'll just work him a litte harder at home
until he's too tired to go to the station for a couple of days, its always
seemed to work in the past." Both women were by now laughing and Mitsunari
had the good graces to blush profusely.
The squeal of breaking wheels announced the arrival of Tamaki and her
husband. He got out and went around to help Tamaki out of the car. Once
out, the two made their way to the door where everyone else seemed to be
gathered.
"Hello Tamaki, hows married life?" greeted Mitsunari. "I don't believe
that I've met your husband."
"Dear, this is Mitsunari Tobe, the station's best writer. Mitsunari, this
is Shizuke Yamada." Tamaki introduced the two.
"It's nice to meet you Mr. Yamada," said Mitsunari bowing, "this is my
wife," pointing at Hotaru, "Hotaru, and this is my ex-wife, Shiiko." now
pointing toward Shiiko. "And these are my children, Kisato, and Shiiko."
"The pleasure's all mine, Tamaki has told me all about you."
"Erk, she has, he he... well um, lets all eat, the chicken's getting cold.
The dinner went well, and it was around midnight. Mitsunari's two children
were asleep in little Shiiko's bed. Tamaki, Shizuke, and Hotaru were
chatting it up in the livingroom. Mitsunari himself had gone to bed because
he had had a little too much to drink.
Shiiko had just excused herself to the bathroom, she too had been drinking
and needed to relieve herself, emotionally as well as physically. She shut
the door, but faild to lock it. Sitting on the pot, she began to cry.
Hotaru's words from earlier in the evening had hurt, a lot. When she
finished her business and flushed, she started washing her hands, when
Mitsunari stumbled into the room in his boxers and a tanktop. He just
ignored her and began relieveing himself right infront of her. Shiiko
looked around, then locked the door bedhind her.
When Mitsunari finished, he just turned to wash his hands and finally took
notice. "Sh'ko, wadda you doin' here?"
"I was using the toilet right before you came bumbling in here" she said
smiling while she straitened out his hair and underclothes. "My my, you're
a mess. I do wish you wouldn't walk around like this. It makes Hotaru look
bad." she said jokingly, refering to what she told him when she caught him
having his love affair with Hotaru.
"'tain't like ah'm goin' nowhere, you?"
"No, it would seem that I'm not." she said sadly.
"Ya've been cryin'? What for?"
"Do you remember your last words to me when I left you that night?"
"Uh, ah think 'day were, uh, somdin' like, "Dammi' Sh'ko jus' shuddup an'
go!" yeah, thas it!"
"Yes, somthing like that, she said with an introspective smile. Shiiko
wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his chest. "We never
said good bye, Mitsuru, I never wanted to say good bye." She began to cry
on his chest again. Her resolve strengthend and in a much more forceful
tone she said, "I love you Mitsunari Tobe, and even if I can't have you as a
husband, I would like to be able to at least say good bye." She gently
gripped his already growing manhood.
"SHIiko, I can't!" he cried.
"Shhh..." she said as she began to unbutton her blouse. "That sure sobered
him up!" she thought. "You had no problems cheating on me when we were
married, so what's the difference?"
"That was different!"
"Yes it was, wasn't it?" she smiled and started rubbing his chest under his
tank, and began pulling it off of him. "I pushed you away, and Hotaru was
there to catch you when you fell. I know that I don't deserve you, but you
don't deserve me either, so that makes us even. Please Mitsunari, I only
want to make love to you once more...to say good bye."
While his speech may have come out a lot more clear now, Mitusnari was
still quite drunk, and in his drunken haze, Shiiko's reasoning made perfect
sence. Besides, Shiiko's hand stedily pumping his erection made his
decision for him. He bent down and began kissing her furiously, one hand
carressing her breast and stroking her nipple, the other messaging her still
perfect ass. His menistations earned him a contented sigh, urging him on.
He undid the button on the top of her skirt and unzipped it all the way
down the back. Letting the garment drop, he returned to his ministrations.
Shiiko broke the kiss. "Oh Mitsunari, even when your drunk you can be a
caring and gental lover! I miss that about you."
Mitsunari suddenly remembered an episode involving him almost raping Hotaru
when he was drunk, a tear crawled down his cheek as he kissed Shiiko. He
began kissing down her neck and chest, placing playful liks at her nipples
and then further down to her belly. By now he was down on his knees and he
had Shiiko up against the bathroom wall. He gripped the waist of her
panties and pulled them down. He could already smell the heavy musk of her
womanhood, and the undergarment stuck slightly to her lips as it was pulled
away, causing a sensation to run up Shiiko's spine. She shuddered as they
were pulled down and he began to lick her in her most sensitive areas. She
could feel her clitoris begin to harden and peek out of its hiding place,
and his tounge slide fully over it. Shiiko bit back a yelp of pure extacy.
Mitsunari continued this for a little while longer untill she arched her
back and pressed her cleft hard into his lips, as she exploded in orgasm,
she continued to suck and lick at her nubbin. She finally callmed enough to
grab his shoulders and push him away.
"Please Mitsuru, put it in me, I need you in me, I love you, please!"
Mitsunari was more than happy to comply and stood befor her. Gabbin her
buttocks, he lifted her off the ground and up against the wall. She wrapped
her long beautiful legs around his waist and he slowly began to slide into
her.
"Oh Shiiko, aah, your still as tight as the first time we made love!"
"I haven't had sex since you left me. Do you like it? Do I make you feel
good? I only want you to feel good Mitsuru."
"Oh Shiiko, you feel so wonderful!" Mitsunari grunted out as he moved in
and out of her first with shallow, slow trusts, which let them establish a
pattern, and brought Shiiko over the edge a second time.
"Mitsuru, ahh, your wife, uhn ahh, AAH, do you know if its gonnaaaAA, gonna
be a, aah boy or a girl, AAAHHahhhaaaah" she stammered out as she was
brought to climax again.
"Huff, It's gonna be another Girl," Mitsunari grunted as he began to speed
up.
"Whaaaht, a, ah, are you, gonna naaahAAAAHAAAame herrrrr?" she huffed as
she came for the fourth time.
"Tamaki, we're ganna namer' Tamaki, oh shit, Shiiko, I'm gettin' close, I'm
gonna cum!"
Shiiko was rapidly building towards the point of no return and knew it was
going to be big. "Cum in me, my love, let me feel your hot cum fill me, I
miss it soo much!"
"OH FUCK, SHIIKOOOOO, YES!!!!!" he wispered loudly into her ear as he held
her tighly to him, pumping in and out as he exploded in her tight vagina.
The combination of her fith orgasim and the feeling of Mitsunari's cum
filling her passage, sent Shiiko right into a sixth one and she bit his
shoulder, not hard, but enough to muffle her screams of utter joy and
pleasure. Mitsunari could feel her vagina spasming on his shaft as he
continued to move in her unloading his seed, and it caused his orgasim to
intencify two fold and he nearly collapsed.
Both were huffing and puffing and locked their gazes. When they recovered,
Mitsunari spoke first, "Shiiko, you'll always hold a place in my heart, but
I belong to Hotaru."
"I know, and while I'll always love you, my wonderful Mitsunari Tobe, I did
this to seal our good bye." With that said she lent over and kissed him
passionately. When she broke the kiss, she wispered in his ear, "Good bye
Mitsunari, and thank you for the love you gave me when you did, take good
care of Hotaru, she needs you more than I ever will."
Shiiko got up, rinsed herself off and redressed. When she felt that she
could go out again, she left the bathroom to get her daughter, Kisato. She
bade everyone farewell and drove home.
Meanwhile, Mitsunari splashed water in his eyes, redressed and went back to
bed.
THE END.
Author's notes: First off, in Japan, it has actually become a tradition
that on Christmas eve, the KFC's there are flooded with patrons and they
sell out very quickly. They all eat strabarry short cake with their asorted
wings and breasts (no pun intended). Anyway, women over 25 are
derrogitorily called "Christmas cakes" because they are "left overs" like
left over cakes from Cristmas eve.
Well I certainly enjoyed wirting this, and I hope you enjoyed reading it.
Finished 5:24 AM 12/1/00.
-Shitsureishimasu ^_^
[Goodbye (very polite)]
-Jason Monti
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jmm314@yahoo.com
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