Cef: The Couple's Hands

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana: Cef's scene The Couple's Hands 2.

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Naala:

“Well, that should be everything.”

A few days after the minister collapsed, I was busy making preparations together with Cef, ahead of the legislative assembly tomorrow.

When I finished compiling the materials and turned around, I saw him single-mindedly working at his desk.

Naala:

“...Think you can finish?”

Cef: 

“Ah, yeah. I think I’m already done.”

Naala: 

“In that case, shouldn’t you get some rest? Oh, have you finished reviewing the content of the questions and answers?”

Cef:

“I have.”

Cef chuckles as he looks down at his paperwork. I slowly moved closer to him, thinking about what type of laugh it was.

Naala:

“...Are you all right?”

Without him saying anything I put my hands on his shoulders. Touching his shoulders I found them to be quite tense, as he seemed to be very nervous.

I kneaded and loosened them up several times with my thumb. Cef let out a laugh-like breath, and put his hands on top of mine.

Cef: 

“...I never thought I’d be attending the assembly on behalf of my old man.”

Naala:

“And I never thought Nofl would tell me to attend as a witness.”

Cef:

“Haha, well that’s encouraging for me.”

Naala:

“But, I’m also happy to be able to see my husband’s cool, courageous profile.”

Cef:

“You mockin’ me?”

Naala:

“Why?”

Cef: 

“I mean, you ever tell me that I’m cool.”

“My voice might tremble, my hands might shake, and I might even forget the documents.”

Naala:

“That’s the coolest. I like that better than a person who speaks full of themselves.”

Cef:

“With those words, I feel like I can win out against all the members of the assembly.”

His strange exaggeration makes me giggle.

We both laughed for a moment, and then suddenly Cef spoke seriously.

Cef:

“...The old man really is somethin’. He did this every time in the assembly.”

“I’m having this much trouble with just one bill.”

Naala:

“If you told the minister that, he’d probably cry with joy.”

Cef:

“Right? Which is why I won’t say it.”

-As he spoke, Cef leaned the back of his head against my stomach.

Cef:

“Can I say something uncool?”

Naala:

“Hehe, please.”

Cef: 

“...It’ll be decided tomorrow. Will we be rewarded for our efforts, or will we fail?”

“Honestly, the thought of everything bein’ in my hands, makes me want to run away from it all.”

“Sayin’ that probably makes you feel fed up with me.”

Naala: 

“That’s a normal feeling. I’d be suspicious of people who claimed to be perfectly fine and not feeling anything.”

Cef: 

“You’re not mad?”

Naala: 

“What would I be mad about?”

Cef:

“I was all prepared for you to slap my ass.”

The words that Nohl said before ran through my head. I let out a hearty laugh, and Cef’s head bounces on my stomach.

Naala:

“Pfft! That kind of thing is meaningless unless it’s the right moment.”

Cef:

“I see, you’ve already learned how to steer me.”

Naala:

“It’s the opposite.”

Cef:

“Opposite?”

Naala: 

“Yes. I have a feeling you already know what I will say to you and how I will encourage you in response to your actions.”

“You are surprisingly perceptive. In other words. I’m the one being steered.”

Cef:

“Hey hey, don’t make me out to be some kinda smart dude. I’m a dummy.”

Naala:

“You can’t avoid it. I can see it, being with you every day.”

I pretended to puff out my cheeks, and pinched the tip of his nose. The sound he snorted out was strangely cute, as he stroked the bridge of his nose with the pinched hand.

At the same time, I think I’m becoming less hesitant.

I feel like the opportunities for physical contact with Cef are increasing every day.

Naala:

(I never had this feeling with Auri… I think this is different from familial love.)

(He’s very important to me, and I feel like touching him…)

I play with Cef’s beard while thinking about it. I love the parts of him that I don't have, stroking it backwards and occasionally giving it a little tug.

Cef:

“Mm, I like that.”

Naala:

“Yeah. It prickles a bit when I kiss you though.”

Cef:

“Huh… ah, oh yeah.”

Naala:

“...?”

(...Did I say something ridiculous just now?)

After a few seconds, I was surprised at the words I said unconsciously.

...When did this happen? Cef has become so close to me that I can imagine kissing him naturally.

Cef: 

“...If things don’t work out tomorrow, will you hate me?”

Naala:

“I’ll rip out your beard with my bare hands.”

Cef:

“That might hurt a bit.”

Naala:

“Haah… there’s no reason why I would hate you.”

“Even if things don’t work out tomorrow, that doesn’t change the fact that we tried our best. It’ll be good for us when we set out again.”

Cef:

“But… everythin’ we did up to now would have been for nothin’.”

Naala: 

“We’ll deal with that when the time comes. I’m not going to give up until the bill gets passed. We just have to work hard at it again, together.”

Cef:

“Again, together…”

Naala:

“Yes, let’s do our best, together.”

Cef:

“...Will you be with me?”

The hand that was still on my shoulder was quickly taken away.

Turning his body around, Cef gently pulled me into a form where we stared at each other.

His gaze is stronger than ever, and my heart beats a little faster.

Cef:

“Naala…”

Naala:

“...”

I know from the fire in his eyes that what is being asked does not simply mean being together.

Cef:

“Is it too early to be askin’ you this?”

Naala: 

“...”

-With a peering strength, he pulled me a little again. He stroked the thin shin along the bone of the back of my hand, and I trembled.

He clears his throat while following the movement of his manly, thick fingers with his eyes.

He’s just stroking my hands, but my heart is beating loudly.

Cef:

“I’m happy even just holdin’ your hands.”

My palm was turned over, and the inside of my wrist faced upwards. When the fat part of his thumb rubbed over a thick vein of blood, I felt a strange sensation that was both tickling and creeping.

Naala:

“...”

Cef:

“...If you make a face like that, you’ll be pounced on.”

The fleshly lips suck on its soft parts.

Before separating, the moist mucous membrane inside touched my skin, and I almost made a strange sound.

Naala:

“Hmm? By whom?”

Cef:

“An old man who has been yearnin’ for you, and has been wanting to touch you for a long time now.”

Naala:

(...He wants to touch me…)

He says that, but I want to touch him too. I feel like I want to touch him, taste him, confirm him. These feelings are…

Naala:

(That must be it…)

The gentle awareness is similar to the sensation of being roasted over a slow and low fire.

Even though it’s quiet, the intense emotions burn me up without my knowledge, and make me want more.

I was frustrated that even that was part of Cef’s plan.

Naala: 

“That’s sneaky…”

Cef:

“What is?”

I pout my lips as I look down at Cef, who continues to caress my wrist.

You don’t have to hold back anymore. Cross the line, kiss me higher up, deeply. That’s what I want to say.

I bit my lip, afraid that I’d be asking for something I didn’t truly understand.

Cef:

“...If you bite down that hard, it’ll start bleedin’.”

He traced my wrinkled lips with his thumb. Slowly, as if to stretch even the smallest wrinkles.

The pretentious contact was terribly flirtatious, and I was getting more and more breathless.

Naala:

“I’m biting because you’re doing that…”

He stares at me with eyes moistened with frustration.

Smiling softly, Cef’s hand went around the back of my neck and pulled me in with unexpected ease.

Cef:

“Then, I gotta block it so I don’t get bitten…”

Naala:

“Hmm…”

Lips that touch like feathers and then quickly move apart. The light kiss, almost like a greeting, was unusually arousing.

Up close, open eyes observe my reactions intently.

Cef:

“...You didn’t like it?”

Naala:

“You shouldn’t ask me that…”

Cef:

“I’m nervous due to my age. I wouldn’t be able to recover if the girl I fell for wasn’t into it.”

“So, I want you to tell me…”

Lips that are close again touch each other for a longer time.

As I was quietly left with my eyes closed, I was roused by a small sound. My tongue aches and my lips open naturally.

Cef:

“...Can I kiss you deeper?”

Naala:

“If I were to say no, would you go to a different woman?”

Cef:

“I’d never stray, even if you were to leave me hangin’ for a hundred years.”

Naala:

“Liar…”

Cef:

“I’m bein’ serious here…”

I feel like my head is being melted by the repeated soft kisses.

My body reacted before I could think about the reason, and I pressed my lips against his as well.

Cef:

“I really… do love you.”

Naala:

“Ah… Cef…”

Cef: 

“So I’ll wait as long as it takes.”

The sad voice reminds me of a goodbye. The distance placed between us was frustrating, and tears came to the corners of my eyes.

Letting my emotions get the better of me, I put my arms around Cef’s neck as he sits, and sit down on his side.

I couldn’t stand any space between us.

Cef:

“Naala…?”

Naala:

“...Dummy.”

He complains unreasonably, and our foreheads bump together.

The boundaries I’d set at the beginning were a hindrance now.

Naala:

“...You can.”

Cef:

“What?”

Naala:

“You can… kiss me more deeply.”

It took quite a bit of courage to say the words, but for a moment, Cef blinked at me, and for some reason, he chuckled and looked down.

Cef:

“...I’d better not.”

Naala:

“Why not?”

Cef: 

“If I were to do that, I might not be able to…”

Naala:

"!...Ah, um, you mean..."

Cef: 

"That’s right."

Something was pressed firmly against my buttocks as I was sitting on top of his lap.

The hardness and heat are clearly different from other parts. When I realized what it really was, my face suddenly burst into flames.

Cef: 

“I’m really sorry for not being very mature.”

Naala:

“...Do you want to?”

Cef: 

“Yeah, I want to hold ya real bad.”

"But I've decided not to do anything you don't like, so don't worry about it."

Naala:

“...”

At times like this, I think Cef is really sneaky. He wants me with his whole body, but his attitude is taking a step back, so I’m the one who has to make the decision.

The heat that seems to be reachable but out of reach reminds me of a thirst similar to dryness.

Naala:

“But… I want you to touch me.”

Cef:

“...You sure?”

Naala:

“Ask me again and I’ll head-butt you.”

Cef:

“Haha, sorry. Okay, I’ll go slow. And let me know if you don’t like it, okay?”

Naala:

“Mmm…”

Waiting for my approval, Cef's hand rests on the outer layer of my garment.

Although he must have never taken off this garment, I felt a little jealous that he was able to remove them so skillfully.

Naala:

"...You’re pretty used to this"

Cef:

“Huh?”

Naala:

"I feel like you’re used to taking women's clothes off."

Cef:

“Ah, well, umm…”

Naala:

"You used to play around like that."

Cef:

“...”

I have no right to criticize his actions before marriage.

However, when I imagined that this hand was also gently touching another woman, I felt regretful.

Cef:

“...Do you hate me now?”

Naala:

"No... I'm just jealous."

When I said that, Cef let out a sweet smile and hugged me.

A light kiss was placed on my childish, swollen cheek.

Cef:

"If ya keep sayin’ cute stuff like that, I'll go crazy."

Naala:

"Hehe, I'd like to see that."

Cef:

"Well, alright then..."

Naala:

“Ah…”

~Picture~

The last layer of clothing was discarded, and the wax light illuminated our bare skin.

Before I could recoil in embarrassment, Cef's lips traced my breasts.

Naala:

“Ah…”

The traces of his lips turn slightly red.

As he gently touched my breasts, a strange numbness that I had never felt before spread throughout my body.

Naala:

"Hmm...I feel strange..."

Cef:

“Hm?”

Cef doesn't stop caressing my breasts even while listening back.

When he tilted his head a little, I could see his lips sucking on my skin, and I was visually excited.

Naala:

"This feels… so naughty..."

Cef:

"Well, we’re doing somethin’ naughty. We’ll do even more amazin’ naughty things in the future."

Naala:

“Agh…”

He took the peak, which stood out due to the stimulation of the surroundings, into his mouth and rolled his tongue around it.

Embarrassed by the whimper that came out involuntarily, I bit my finger.

Naala:

“Ah, hah…”

Cef:

"Don't hold back, let me hear it..."

Naala:

"But…"

Cef:

"Otherwise, I'd be worried that it wouldn't feel good."

Naala:

“Ugh…”

Cef:

"...Does it feel good? Naala."

The tip of his tongue made the same movements as if to say, “I won't move on until you say it.''

Gradually, my body got used to the small stimulation and began to ache for more.

Naala:

"Hey, you don't have to be so gentle… ah, ha..."

Cef:

“Would you like me to go a little stronger?”

Naala:

"Hmm... Cef, you dummy."

Cef:

"That’s right, I'm a big idiot, so I won't understand unless you tell me."

The strength of the tip of the tongue does not become stronger but rather becomes weaker.

He licked me so gently that it was frustrating, and the area was so irritated that it suddenly became bloodshot.

Unable to hold back any longer, I spoke out my wish while feeling ashamed.

Naala:

"A little...stronger… please."

Cef:

“Only a little bit?”

Naala:

“Ngh…!”

Contrary to what I had said, the tip was sucked tightly. The force of his massaging became proportionally stronger, and the soft flesh changed shape in Cef's hands.

A tingling numbness penetrated through my entire body, and my whole body became hot.

Cef:

"You like when I’m bein’ a bit more rough...? It's getting really hard here..."

Naala:

“Eh…”

My head feels like it's boiling from the obscenity of the scene below me. The sound of his breathing hitting my ear and the sound of my breasts slapping against each other were like drugs that heightened my excitement.

Naala:

“Eep…”

Cef:

“Did that hurt?”

Naala:

“Huh, ah...!”

Even during the questioning, his caress becomes more intense and persistent. My shoulders jumped with each squeeze and caress of his lips.

I feel a sweet numbness between my legs that haven't even been touched yet, and it's becoming painful to just sit still.

Naala:

“I-It doesn’t hurt, but…”

Cef:

“But what?”

Naala:

“...”

The corners of his mouth turn up with a wicked smile as he peeks in.

His lips, damp with saliva and probably my own sweat, glistened in the wax light, giving him an indescribable sex appeal.

Cef:

“What’s wrong?”

Naala:

“Ah...”

~end picture~

I try to think about how I should convey this message, but my brain is such a mess that I can't formulate my thoughts.

Embarrassed but also unbearably frustrated, I push through the embarrassment. I press my lips against his as if to convey my feelings.

Cef:

“Stick out your tongue a little...”

Naala:

“Like this…?”

In a daze of consciousness, I stuck out my tongue as I was told. Then, he lightly licked the tip of my tongue, and as if gently inviting me, they intertwined with each other slowly.

The wet sound echoing from the gradually deepening seam of our lips still excited me.

Naala:

“Mm… ah…”

Cef:

"Ah...You're so cute, Naala. It's like I can't stop myself…”

~picture~

His fingers slid down from my chest, tickling my tufts, and reached the deep crevice.

Naala:

"Y-you..."

Even though I was prepared, I couldn't even stand up because of the embarrassment of having my insides touched for the first time.

Cef's strong arms gently hugged my waist.

Cef:

"It's okay, no need to be scared."

The tips of his fingers gently slipped through the cracks, tracing the swollen buds and petals.

I felt it slip inside and knew it was already wet.

Naala:

“Ah, don’t…”

Cef:

“Ya don’t like it?”

Naala:

"I-It’s just... I have never been touched there before..."

Cef:

"I'm happy. I guess you got excited by my touch...?"

Naala:

"Nn, nn, no..."

It wasn't that I didn't like the act, but that I was embarrassed that I had such a naughty reaction.

When I shake my head reluctantly, he pulls my face closer to me and kisses me gently.

Cef:

"Do you like being kissed and being played with here...? It's gettin’ really messy..."

Naala:

"Hmm...heh...D-don't say something like that..."

Just as Cef had said, every time his fingertips moved back and forth between the cracks, the sliminess grew stronger.

The place that was making wet noises felt like it wasn't my own body anymore.

Cef:

“Try to relax…”

Naala:

"Huh? ...Hyaa!"

His fingertips that were stroking around the mouth gradually entered inside.

For the first time, I felt someone else's body temperature inside me. I was scared, but my heart pounded when I thought about Cef’s heat.

Cef:

“...Are you okay?”

Naala:

“Y-yeah.”

When I nodded desperately, Cef wiped the sweat from my forehead and showered me with kisses one after another.

While I was distracted by this, his embedded finger began to move.

Naala:

"Ah, ah, ah! Hmm...!"

Cef:

"It's so tight... I'm worried I might hurt you..."

Cef's voice was mixed with sighs and sounded hoarse with lust.

It's probably not just my imagination that the thing I feel in my buttocks is more prominent than before.

When I thought about Cef also getting excited, I felt a heat build-up deeper inside.

Naala:

“Cef… Cef…!”

-I don't know what to do with this heat. Frustrated, I cling to Cef's neck.

Cef:

"...If you do somethin’ like that, I'll reach my limit..."

~end picture~

Naala:

“Kyaa!”

He picked me up and carried me to the bed.

Holding my dancing heart, I looked up and saw Cef stripping off his clothes.

It seems that he used to do some kind of martial arts, his surprisingly strong chest and toned waist catch your eye.

Cef:

“…We can still stop, but what do you want to do?

A longing sigh and a question fell from Cef's lips as he climbed onto the bed.

Proof of Cef's excitement was against his thigh, and his breath caught in his throat.

A little bit of fear, nervousness, excitement... so many emotions jostling all at once, it makes my chest hurt.

Naala:

"A-are you even following the situation?"

Cef:

"I don't want you to feel scared."

Naala:

“...”

Even though he keeps me so tense that it hurts, he still cares for me— a kindness that can be called stubbornness in a sense, and it's frustrating.

It was scary, sure, but more than that, I wanted to become one with Cef.

Instead of answering, I reach out and kiss him.

Cef:

"...Thank you."

He placed himself at the entrance, and I was taken aback by its hardness and size.

Cef:

"It'll hurt at first… but I'll try to be gentle.

Naala:

“Okay.”

Cef:

"Breathe."

He caressed my stiff body with gentle hands.

Eventually, when my tension eased, Cef slowly moved his hips forward.

~Picture~

Naala:

“Ngh!”

Cef:

“Hnn…”

The pain of being forced through the narrow space was so great that my face distorted.

I felt like I even heard a clicking sound, and my whole body stiffened.

Still, I take shallow breaths and manage to welcome Cef inside.

Naala:

“Ha, ha… Ha, ha… ”

Cef:

"Does it hurt…?"

Naala:

"I-It does, but...I'm fine."

Cef:

"You don't have to push yourself too hard. We can take it slow for today..."

Naala:

"It's okay, I'm fine. I'm happy to be connected to Cef."

Even though my face was convulsed with pain, I put on a smile as best I could.

The moment I finished speaking, a desperate sigh escaped from his lips.

Then his hoarse voice reached my ears.

Cef:

"Well, if you say cute things like that, I think I'll lose my mind..."

Naala:

"Ah! Nnn...!"

My insides, complaining of a dull pain, clenched as if refusing Cef's intrusion.

I felt a sensation other than pain, like someone had licked the inside of my body, and my whole body trembled.

Naala:

“Hi, ah, ah!”

Cef:

"I-I can't stand it..."

Naala:

"N-ah, ah, hah...what...?"

Cef:

"That voice... really turns me on..."

Naala:

“Y-you dummy, ah, ah!”

Perhaps concerned about my pain, he shook me with the joints pressed together.

After a while, maybe it was because of excitement or numbness… but each time the deep part was rubbed, a sensation, which wasn't pain, got stronger.

It attacks me with a dull pain, but it turns into a tingling numbness that settles in my lower back.

Cef:

"It's so tight right now. Haa, haa... Do you like being fucked around here like this...?"

Naala:

"Oh, no, oh! Ah! Not there...!"

Cef:

"But, look... when I rub this area, it's amazin’ inside... it's tangled up..."

Naala:

“Ah, ah, ah, Ce-f… Cef…!"

Everything was hot, from the inside that was being rubbed to the cheeks that were being breathed on. I instinctively wanted to hug Cef, and I clung to him as tightly as I could.

Tears filled with my overflowing love started to fall down.

Cef:

"Haa, haa... Naala..."

He kissed me with such force that took my breath away. Even though I was breathing hard, I wanted more of Cef, so I frantically sucked on his tongue.

We competed so much that our lips almost melted together, and we stared at each other at close range, panting on each other's chests.

Cef:

“Actually, I want to feel you more, but if I go on too long, it will be painful.”

Naala:

“Wha-what…?”

Cef:

“...!”

Cef's eyebrows furrowed as if he was enduring something. I swallowed as I saw the male's sensuality in his wrinkles and his breath filled with lust.

Cef, who seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of that, whispered with a wry smile.

Cef:

"Just hold on… a little longer..."

Naala:

"D-don't hold back..."

Cef:

“What…?”

Naala:

"Cew...I love you...I love you so much… So I’m really happy right now..."

Cef:

“Ah!”

Naala:

"Hya!? Ah! Ah! Huh...!"

Cef's voice was choked up, but it bounced inside.

The next moment, he trusted me hard several times and pushed up my innermost part.

Naala:

“Ah, aah…!”

Cef:

“Ngh!”

~end picture~

Cef:

“Ha, ha, ha, ha…”

Naala:

“Ah… Cef…”

Cef:

“Sorry… I think I went a little too far…”

Naala:

“It’s fine…”

Breathing heavily, Cef' leans his body over me.

Wanting to increase our contact area even just a little, I wrapped my arms around his sweaty back.

Cef:

“You sure? You’re not pushin’ yourself?”

When he hugged me back with the same strength, I felt even more tears of happiness welling up.

Naala:

"Really. You were so kind..."

Cef:

“...”

After hearing my answer, Cef suddenly stopped moving and buried his face in my neck.

Cef:

"What should I do…”

Naala:

“Cef?”

Cef:

"You're too cute, I can't look at you directly..."

Naala:

“...Idoit.”

Cef:

"What should I do? If this keeps up, I might want to turn around every time I see you..."

Naala:

"Well, I can't help it..."

He brings his lips to the top of my head and gently pants a kiss.

Naala:

“Maybe I just have to show everyone how cute I am.”

Cef:

“My political assistant would kill me.”

Naala:

"Nohl has no interest in what I do."

Cef:

"You're the only one who thinks that."

Cef said defiantly with a deliberate scowl.

When our eyes met, we both burst into laughter.

Cef:

“Well, now we got that straight, I won't give you to anyone.''

Naala:

"Hehe, I'm happy to hear that."

"I feel like if we work together, we can definitely reach the future we want..."

With that belief, I embraced the happiness in my arms.

~END~