Movies, cuddles, more

"Let's put the movie on now," Toshiko said, looking back at the meal. "I, uh... are you going to be able to keep eating?"

You nodded as you removed your arms from around Toshiko and returned to your side of the table, clicking the remote to start the movie. "I think I can finish. It's good, I wouldn't want it to go to waste. If we have the movie playing, maybe that will be enough of a distraction to avoid any... incidents."

You two watched the first part of the old monster movie as you finished your food. This time, you kept your mouth shut between bites so as to avoid any wayward comments if you did go a little too far. As long as you were focused on controlling when you spoke, you at least had an ability to control the floodgates. That brief moment of Hotaru's personality poking through, though... you didn't know what it meant. It was a blip, an aberration in your otherwise delightful conversation that night. You didn't know if it was just words coming out from memories, or if the real Hotaru had surfaced briefly to remind you of her presence. Was that deliberate? You didn't know, but you wanted to be certain that you could cut off any future intrusions. Hotaru's mind was meant to serve one purpose: an extension of yours that gave you access to a new language and customs that would allow you to function on your business trip more efficiently. Everything else about her had to be pushed aside--you wouldn't find her scathing behavior useful when trying to assess a company's work.

Finishing your tsukemen, you picked up the trays and went to the kitchen to rinse out the dishes. Toshiko looked up. "Oh, you shouldn't, I can take care of those!"

You shook your head. "I got here first, so I'll at least rinse them out. It's no problem."

"I really should..." Toshiko was up and by your side in a brief moment, trying to wedge herself between you and the dishes. You fought back, reaching around her to wash one of the bowls out. Toshiko wrestled with you for the sponge, which ended up with both of you getting splashed with running water from the faucet. Toshiko laughed, and you couldn't help but follow suit! The sound of your laugh was so different, it caught you off-guard midway through. That was just your body's natural response, you couldn't control it, but it was such a lovely noise compared to your usual deeper sound.

You still nudged Toshiko out of the way, and winked at her. "You did such a good job with the meal. This is what sisters would do for each other, right?"

In just the right moment, you'd found the words to fix what had been broken before by a careless slip of the tongue. Toshiko's bright smile filled you with warmth, as she stepped out of the kitchen. "Just don't take too long, we're getting close to the good part!" Seeing that smile was worth playing an unfamiliar role, acting in ways that seemed so uncharacteristic for you. In fact, they seemed uncharacteristic for Hotaru too... where were they coming from? The thought that you could just so naturally jump into this sisterly role struck you as odd, particularly since you had grown up in a rough-and-tumble brotherly relationship instead. Still, this all had to originate from somewhere...

Toshiko rearranged some pillows near the television as you dried your hands. Stepping back over, you sat down next to her with a smile. Through the rest of the movie, you two sat isolated from one another, upright and glued to the screen. After agreeing on a second movie, you found that Toshiko had scooted herself considerably closer to you, rearranging some more pillows around you so she could stretch her legs out onto them. By the third movie, Toshiko had draped herself over you, after you'd gone horizontal atop the pillows--and a few plush monsters--as you'd grown a little tired.

Your hand ran lightly along Toshiko's back, as her head nuzzled lightly against your chest. While other women might have been a bit more guarded about how they were touched, the only thought you had about that part of your anatomy was how nice it felt when squished or handled, so you let Toshiko relax atop you instead of taking one of the many pillows she'd put out.

"Except for that brief moment earlier, I think you have done really well like this," Toshiko said, nuzzling a little more against your body. "Thank you, Hotaru, for what you've done."

"Like I said, anything for you, Toshiko. Like a sister would promise."

Toshiko bit her lip, as she glanced up at you, your hair a bit messy from sprawling all over the pillows. "I do appreciate that. I grew up an only child, so having this moment has meant a lot, like more dreams I'd had since I was young. You're doing so much for me..."

Toshiko sat up a little bit, and you could see the nervousness in her eyes as she leaned a little closer, her face mere inches from you.

"But now, let's ignore playing sisters. One thing I would like to know is... how can I use my body to please you?" Toshiko was dead serious, although she was so nervous that you might reject her once again. This was an opportunity you'd wanted when you were in your normal body, but while piloting Hotaru's form, could you let an opportunity like that slip away?

You didn't know if Hotaru liked men or women or really if she liked anyone at all, but her body responded like kindling to a flame, as your midsection started to heat up in anticipation. It seemed like once again, Hotaru's body was willing to betray any notion of its former owner, and bestow upon you anything you felt like. This was one such instance where the body was ready to let you do what you like and it would respond precisely as you desired, the only thing holding you back would be your mind! Or, if any influences from another mind started to poke through at a very inconvenient time...