Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana: Nohl's scene The Bride's Night.
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Naala:
“Haah…”
After the banquet, I returned to our room and sighted.
Ultimately he only touched me once, but I felt tired, being constantly on guard, not knowing when he would touch me again.
Naala:
“Oh… kay…”
I sat on the bed and stretched out my body muscles. While doing so I recalled tonight’s banquet.
Nohl, who had smiled from beginning to end, seemed to be in a good mood.
Although I felt something strange, it must have ended in a way that was convincing for Nohl.
His smile when he stood up from his chair was almost too refreshing.
Naala:
(Yeah… too refreshing…)
Remembering it made me feel chilly for some reason. I wondered if I was too tired and had caught a cold. I smiled wryly and turned to Nohl.
I wanted to sleep early tonight and rejuvenate myself, mentally and physically.
Naala:
“Nohl, I’m gonna go to bed…”
Nohl:
“...”
Naala:
“...?”
My mouth froze when I tried to say that I’d go to bed first. He had an expressionless look on his face, which was the exact opposite of that too-refreshing smile.
Nohl, sitting on a chair beside the bed, crossed his legs and just stared at me.
A face that I couldn’t tell at all what he was thinking felt chilly.
Naala:
(No…)
From his gaze, I knew there was an underside to what I thought was his chilly gaze. Hotly entwined, I felt it relentlessly licking my body.
I got goosebumps, I felt different from the chills.
Naala:
“Nohl…?”
I tilted my head awkwardly and asked with reluctance.
There was no reply, but instead, his well-formed lips slightly parted, exposing his red tongue. His pale fingertips were buried between his moist lips.
Nohl:
"...This tastes the best out of all the dishes on display."
Naala:
"What taste?"
Nohl:
"The taste of your honey."
Naala:
“!?”
Come to think of it, those were the same fingers that had traced my petals before the dinner party.
When I realized the meaning of that gesture, I felt dizzy with lust.
Naala:
"There's probably no taste left anyway..."
Nohl:
"What? The taste and aroma are still there."
"It's a very erotic and enticing taste..."
As he licked his fingertips with a smacking sound, I fell into the illusion of him touching my petals. My face grew hot all at once, and I couldn't bear to look at him, so I turned away.
Naala:
(...)
Glancing away, I noticed that Nohl's brow furrowed. As he uncrossed his legs, a premonition shook me deep inside.
–Soon, his punishment would begin.
Nohl:
"Who said it was okay to seduce the messenger?"
Just as I'd expected, his voice began to take on a harsher tone.
I timidly raised my head, and Nohl stepped up to me, grabbing me by the chin.
My upward-pointing jaw was grabbed in such a way that it hurt a little, and his lake-colored eyes drew closer to me.
Naala:
"I seduced him…?"
If Nohl had never played such a prank in the first place, I would have been able to remain calm, my skin would not have been stained, and my eyes would not have become misty.
But that doesn’t matter now, it’s already too late.
If Nohl was a shadow, then even the purest light would be consumed by him. No matter what excuses I would come up with, I have no way of escaping this.
Nohl:
"Yes, that’s right."
The way he nodded magnanimously was reminiscent of a generous master.
Just when I had let my guard down for a moment, wondering if he had been forgiven, a dangerous light flashed in the depths of his beautiful eyes.
Nohl:
"If anything, your body is the biggest sinner, giving off such a sweet fragrance..."
Naala:
“Mm”
Nohl:
"This scent would drive any man crazy..."
He whispered into my ear and sunk his teeth into my neck as I trembled.
As if it were a continuation of the dinner, he bit me sweetly over and over again, and a sound escaped from my nose.
Naala:
"Ha, ah..."
Nohl:
"I wish you were so ugly that no one couldn't look at you. Then I would be the only one who could admire you and desire you…”
Even though he said it with a look of disgust, his tongue was gentle as it traced my skin.
As he continued to taste my neck like fruit, my mind gradually became fuzzy.
I often felt like I was on the verge of letting out obscene screams, but each time I held on to the sheets tightly to endure.
Nohl:
"You make that face after just a little lick... A promiscuous wife must be a constant source of worry for her husband."
I don't know what kind of expression I made, so it's hard to say.
Moreover, it's all Nohl's fault that I've started reacting like this, so it would be a bit unfair to blame me.
My eyes welled up with frustration, and one of his neatly shaped eyebrows moved just once, as if in convulsion. I felt a sense of déjà vu, and searched my memory.
Ah, that's right. He had the same expression on his face when I tried to lose my virginity that night he was needed.
Nohl:
"...Please don't look at me like that. When I see your tears, I can't bear it..."
A voice resembling an exclamation escaped from between my wide-open lips. Listening to it with a hazy head, I expressed my doubt with a sigh.
Naala:
"Hmm, hmm...?"
Nohl:
"I want to fuck you until you're a mess, make you cry some more, and make your insides melt until you say that you only want me..."
Naala:
"?! I told you I wasn't interested in carnal desires... Eek! Ah!"
His knee parted my closed thighs, and the space between my legs was pushed open.
My private parts, left in an awkward state for hours, trembled as if they were impatiently waiting.
Nohl:
"Yeah, I'm not interested in ordinary women. To me, most women in the world are boring meat puppets."
While I thought the expression was extremely harsh, it was also very Nohl-like so I couldn't help but chuckle.
However, as soon as he kneaded my petals with his knee, my laughter faded away.
Nohl:
"From that perspective... perhaps you were special from the beginning."
Naala:
“What…”
Nohl:
"From the very beginning, I wanted to trample upon this noble body and mind..."
Naala:
"Ahh, ah, ah...!"
Nohl:
"Wow, it's gotten pretty hot down here already."
Naala:
"Huh, uh... no, no..."
Each time he pressed with his knee, I felt a numbness and a rise in heat.
I could feel the damp cloth rubbing against me, and I realized that he was already rubbing my nectar into him.
Just as Nohl had said, I had become a lewd woman, and a feeling of shame welled up inside me.
Nohl:
"Such lascivious and fragrant flowers should be picked quickly..."
In an instant, my clothes were pulled off and I was thrown onto the soft bed.
It wasn't rough, but the movement was more hasty than usual and I was confused and started to sit up.
However, before I could get up completely, both of my arms were pinned together and my back was buried under the sheets again.
I don't know when he'd taken it out, but the hand that wasn't restraining me was clutching a braided rope.
Nohl:
"You belong to me. Your hair, your skin, your lips... they’re all mine."
Naala:
“Ah…”
Nohl:
"I want to seal that voice within my arms as well..."
~Picture~
While raining kisses on my skin, he skillfully tied both of my arms.
To finish, he tied me to the posts of the bed, completely immobilizing me.
It didn't hurt, but it didn't look like I would be able to untie myself.
In a way, I was impressed that he could accomplish all of this without even looking at his hands.
Naala:
"No, untie me..."
Nohl:
"It's your fault. You were stealing the envoy's attention..."
Could it be that he's jealous...?
The thought made my heart beat faster, even in this situation, and my body even felt joy.
Rather than the unusual situation, I was more confused by myself.
Nohl:
"You're really good at this... I didn't know you were a pervert who gets excited when tied up."
Naala:
"No... Ah!"
Though I wanted to deny it, I couldn't help but let out a cry as my wet petals were parted and my swollen bud was caressed.
Nohl:
"Tell me what's different. Look..."
Naala:
"Ahh! Ahh, ahhh...!"
My bud was pinched so hard it hurt a little, and my back arched.
The sudden, strong stimulation made my legs tremble, and then two fingers spread the opening of my vagina.
The viscous nectar dripped out, and the sensation sent shivers down my spine again.
Naala:
"Haa, haa, haa..."
With my upper body still restrained, it was all the more frustrating and unbearable.
The thought of me trying to hold back only made me anticipate the pleasure that lay ahead, and my breathing gradually quickened.
In addition to the shame, the strange sense of elation at having my body freed eroded my ability to think normally…
Naala:
"Hmmm, ugh..."
He stroked the area around the twitching opening of my vagina. But he didn't touch the essential part inside.
I was so frustrated that tears welled up in the corners of my eyes. The lips that sucked them up smiled with satisfaction.
Nohl:
"You seem to have become pretty greedy…"
As he thrust his finger in and out shallowly, I felt the walls of my cavity close tightly.
The insides pulsated as if begging for it to be pushed deeper, harder.
Nohl:
"Hehe, you'll have to wait a while. It's still too early for you to come..."
After he whispered this, I followed him with moist eyes as he sat up.
A moment later, there was a rattle and Nohl's penis was held up in front of my eyes.
Nohl:
"First of all, I must punish this slutty thing that tempts men..."
The corners of his mouth formed a smirk as he laughed, and pressed my breasts together against him, enveloping his hot arousal.
It was my first time doing this, and the shocking sight took my breath away.
And while I was choking back a cry of surprise, Nohl began to move his hips.
The sight of the raw manhood sliding in and out between the gaps in my breasts violated my brain visually.
Just watching the hot stake gradually swell made me feel as if I was being pinned inside, and I swallowed my saliva.
Naala:
“Mmm…”
Just once, the tip came close to my lips.
It was pulled back at that last moment, and for some reason, I felt an intense sense of dissatisfaction.
Perhaps my brain was melting from staring at this strange sight.
Naala:
“Ah…”
Just as I was about to close my eyes, trying to regain my senses, the hands that had been pressing on my breast pinched my nipples, causing my eyes and mouth to open.
The fingers that held my nipples together began to squeeze them, varying their speed and intensity.
A tingling sensation began to form from the tips of my breasts, and gradually my mind became hazy…
Nohl:
"...You seem to be feeling left out."
Nohl, who had apparently been watching the movement of my throat, chuckled huskily.
When I looked away in frustration, he grabbed my chin and forced me to look straight ahead.
Nohl:
"You can lick this."
Naala:
"This?"
It's not like it's candy, so why should I be happy about being given permission? Through my rational thoughts, another part of me made the tip of my tongue tingle.
To my head filled with pleasure, it sounded like a very sweet invitation.
...I want to lick it. I want to lick it, take it in my mouth, to feel Nohl's excitement inside my body.
A lustful desire burned my thoughts, and made the tip of my tongue extend.
Naala:
“Mm…”
I timidly stuck out my tongue and touched his arousal. Not knowing what to do next, I started by licking all over the smooth part at the tip.
Perhaps I used too much force, as when my tongue pressed against the sensitive tip, I could hear a muffled voice coming from above me.
Nohl:
“Ngh…”
Thinking that it might have hurt, I tried applying pressure again, this time more gently.
I heard the husky voice again, and I vaguely thought that perhaps this was the spot that Nohl sensed.
Naala:
"Hmm, hmm... hmm..."
Nohl:
"Ha, ha... where did you learn to use your tongue so lewdly..."
Even though he called me "lewd," I felt like he was asking for me, and that made me happy. Getting into the mood, I inserted the tip of my pointed tongue into the recess and pressed hard.
The bitter taste gradually became stronger, and I made a throaty noise.
Naala:
"Hmmm, hm."
Nohl:
“...”
Just when I had finally gotten the hang of it, Nohl suddenly pulled back, leaving my tongue licking the air.
When I looked up in dissatisfaction, Nohl's Adam's apple moved violently.
I sensed his masculine lust in that movement and from his profuse sweat, and my skin stood on end.
There was a heat in the depths of his gaze, and he became strangely excited, unlike his usual self.
Nohl:
"Ha... Seriously, you... just how far have you gone..."
The frustrated voice disappeared between the kisses. All of my thoughts were entangled in the sticky tongue that ravaged the inside of my mouth.
Naala:
"Hmm, phew... ah."
The wet petals were kneaded with the same force as he licked the inside of my mouth. His nectar-covered fingertips made a lewd, squishy sound.
Nohl:
"You're wetter than before... Did you get excited while licking me...?"
Naala:
“...”
~Picture~
As I remained silent, his stiff, curved cock stroked the entrance overflowing with nectar. He sank only the tip shallowly and pulled back at the perfect position.
Naala:
“Ngh… ah…”
The tip of his penis, wet with pre-cum, rubbed against the slimy opening of my vagina. The caress between our mucous membranes made my lower abdomen heat up to an unbearable degree.
Nohl:
"...Shall I put it in?"
Naala:
"Ahh, ha, ah, ahh..."
My hips trembled with each smooth rub. I fell headfirst into pleasure.
The cavity that should have been unexplored was pulsating as if it had been violated countless times, craving Nohl's heat.
Nohl:
"... Shall I really impregnate you while you're still a virgin?"
"That way, I can keep you bound to me without having to tie you up with rope like this."
Perhaps the sadness in my body was making my heart weak.
I felt happy about his attachment to me, and a single tear ran down my cheek.
Naala:
(Do I... want to be bound to Nohl...?)
When I thought about the reason for this and realized the feelings deep in my heart - a sort of affection for Nohl - the tears overflowed even more from the pathetic feeling.
Once the dam was broken, there was no way to stop them, and in the end, they just spilled out in large quantities.
Naala:
"Uhh, ugh... hiccup..."
Nohl:
“...”
Maybe… the happiness I'd felt at being acknowledged had been distorted by his gentle caresses every day, and that's how I ended up in this shape.
I felt pathetic, but once I'd acknowledged it, my heart felt warm… and I was confused by my own fluctuating feelings.
Naala:
(He hasn't even said he likes me... Why would someone who calls me a toy without any hesitation...)
The words Nohl had said to me before, "Fall in," came back to her ears.
...Ah, this must be it. My heart had been saturated with the lewd caresses they had every night, acts that could almost be described as abnormal.
I now wanted Norhl's love, not just his body…
Naala:
"You only think of me as a toy, so why are you so...obsessed with me?"
I was so frustrated and embarrassed that I was the only one who had fallen, I couldn't bear it.
I glared at him, tears streaming down my face, and for a moment his lake-colored eyes opened wide, then slowly narrowed.
It was as if he was overjoyed and couldn't help it.
Nohl:
"...Do you want my heart?"
Naala:
“...”
His hand stroked my face and his voice that rang in my ears was so gentle that it made me sad. I felt like my heart was being toyed with.
Naala:
“... I don’t.”
Nohl:
"Even after shedding such sweet tears?"
He gently kissed my eyes, sucking away my tears.
Sobbing lightly, I repeated my denial, which was clearly an affirmation.
Naala:
"No…"
Because it would be so frustrating if I'm the only one who "likes" him.
Nohl:
"...You’re lying."
I get annoyed when he says it with an exasperated tone. I think it's pretty unfair to demand his feelings only from me.
I sniffle and glare at him.
Naala:
"What do you want me to say?"
Nohl:
“...”
I wanted to fight, but my tearful voice made it seem like I was refusing to fight.
This made me feel even more frustrated and I pouted. Then, Nohl's fingertips were placed on my wrinkled lips.
I opened my mouth slightly in surprise, and my tear-stained lips were gently kissed.
Naala:
“...”
His sweet kiss was like that of lovers, and I was drawn to him. When I asked what he meant by looking at him, his lips parted slightly and formed a self-deprecating smile.
Nohl:
"...There's no point in telling me or making me say it. For the first time in my life, I realized I had to endure things like that."
Naala:
"That's... mmm!"
Suddenly, he started to suck on my nipples, making me arch my back. The caresses resumed, and once again, I was drawn into the waves of pleasure.
Naala:
"Ahh, ahh, ha, ah...!"
Nohl:
"Tonight, I'll rub it generously inside you. Until you no longer have any doubts about my questions..."
Naala:
"Ah! Stop, not there, don't...!"
My throat arched back as I let out a moan. Even as I did so, my chest trembled with sadness.
Although he had already thrust his semen inside of me countless times, I had never once felt Nohl itself. This made me feel extremely empty and sad.
In tandem with my feelings, the opening of my vagina sucked onto Nohl's tip, trying to invite him deeper inside.
Nohl:
“Ngh…”
"Ah... if you move it that much, it'll go all the way in..."
Rather than flinching at the warning, I felt a tingling sensation. The more I became aware of the throbbing walls of my insides, the heavier and hotter my stomach felt.
Before I knew it, I was making noises as if carried away by the fever.
Naala:
"T-That's fine."
Nohl:
“Huh.”
Naala:
"I said, it's fine... I want you."
Nohl:
“...”
~End Picture~
Perhaps as I succumbed to pleasure, the line between love and desire had become blurred. But that was my honest feeling right now, my desire.
Nohl straightened out the movement of his hips and gazed down at me.
Eventually, as if drawn by our intertwined gazes, our lips met.
The ecstasy was fleeting, as I was overcome by the sensation of my entrance widening.
~Picture~
Naala:
"Yee…!"
Nohl:
"Take a few short breaths... yes, that’s it..."
Naala:
"Haa, haa, haa..."
The pain was so intense it reached my head. Still, I took shallow breaths as instructed and somehow managed to get it all the way in.
Naala:
"Agh..."
Nohl:
"...It’s all the way in."
Naala:
"Really…?"
As I endured the pain, trembling, Nohl released the restraints on my hands and gently embraced me.
Soft kisses rained down on my fingertips, arms, and forehead.
Naala:
“Mm…”
Nohl:
“...”
While I was distracted by that, the pain gradually faded, and I felt our mucous membranes becoming familiar with each other.
My inner walls were entangled in Nohl's desire so much that I could make out its shape.
Feeling our tight, gap-free connection, I was filled with a strange sense of happiness.
Naala:
"Um...um, is it going to be painful?"
I'd expected him to thrust more violently, so I began to worry that I'd made a mistake with the plan.
I looked up with teary eyes and heard Nohl's throat clear. He seemed to chuckle at my reaction, and whispered in my ear.
Nohl:
"...I'm waiting for your lewd reaction."
My mind recalled the meaning of the words, and my body moved accordingly. My vagina began to wriggle on its own, tightening its grip, and a muffled voice rang out.
Nohl:
“...”
A light shake brings back the dull pain. I twitch, and Nohl's fingers begin to tease my bud.
At the same time as the pain, an indescribable pleasure wells up from the pit of my stomach. Overwhelmed by different sensations, my consciousness flickers.
Naala:
"Ah, h, ah... ah!"
The area around my vagina comes into contact with his pubic bone, rubbing deeply into the depths.
As I continue to be rocked slowly, I gradually get used to the pain, and my stiff entrance releases.
There's still pain, but a tingling sensation deep inside me that surpasses it begins to grow.
Naala:
"Ahhh, ahh, ahh! No... No!"
Nohl:
"Haa, haa, haa... What's wrong?"
Naala:
"When you do that... something strange happens inside..."
Nohl:
"Hehe, how naughty... You were a virgin just a moment ago, but now you're feeling it..."
Naala:
"Hmm, hmm... don't you like it...?"
Nohl：
“?”
Naala:
"Do you, uh... not like this kind of thing, Nohl?"
I've never heard in detail about his experiences with other women, so I don't really know.
Perhaps he was disgusted by me for being too promiscuous...
Just thinking about it makes me sad, and I want to cry.
Nohl smiled and kissed the corner of my eye, which was welling up with tears again.
Nohl:
"No... I love excellent students..."
Naala:
"Ahh, ahh! Hmph...!"
From that point on, Nohl's hip movements became much more intense.
Naala:
"Ya, ah, ah, ngh, mmm!"
Mixed with the dull pain of the loss of my virginity, a sense of pleasure began to spread. I desperately tried to pick up the sensation in order to escape the pain.
Naala:
"Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh...!"
Nohl:
"Ha, ha, ha, it's almost here... I'm about to cum."
"Where... do you want me to cum...?"
Only one answer came to my mind. In my mind, wracked with pleasure, there was no other answer.
I frantically moved my tongue, which didn't move properly, to form words.
Naala:
"Ahh, I... want it... inside me."
Nohl smiled with satisfaction at my answer, and with a sweet, husky voice, he blew into my ears.
Nohl:
"...As you wish, I’ll give you plenty."
His hips moved more violently, gouging out her most sensitive spot. Her mucous membrane, pulsating with pleasure, was squelched and crushed, until the point where they were joined became dripping wet.
My spasming vagina tightly wrapped around Nohl's arousal, continuing to move as if begging for him to quickly release his heat.
Eventually, as if it could no longer bear it, the heat inside swelled and exploded at the deepest part.
Nohl:
“...!”
Naala:
"Ahh, ahh...!"
Nohl:
"Haa, haa, ha...wow, a lot came out...look, your insides are filled with me..."
My semen-filled honey was kneaded and hot drops spurted out along with an obscene watery sound.
Savoring the feeling of it running down my buttocks, I fell into a comfortable sleep…
~End Picture~
Naala:
“...”
Suddenly, I woke up, feeling something missing beside me.
It seems I had dozed off and when I opened my eyes and saw Nohl, who appeared to be reading a letter in the candlelight.
Naala:
(I wonder if he's working...)
I honestly don't remember when was the last time I saw him sleep.
I started to worry that if he continued living like this, he'd collapse one day.
Naala:
(If he hadn't made a contract with me, he would have had more time...)
Thinking about it like that, the guilt I'd been turning a blind eye to up until now rears its head.
I'd won the challenge, so it was only natural. He should work even if it meant ruining his body. ...But I couldn't bring myself to be so brazen as to think that.
Maybe because our skin had just touched, I felt all the more sorry.
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, I quietly called out his name.
Naala:
“...Nohl”
Nohl:
"? Oh, did I wake you up?"
Naala:
"Nohl... why did you keep your promise to me?"
Nohl:
"Don't put me in the same category as those who break promises."
Naala:
"...Maybe I shouldn't have thought of it as a promise?"
Nohl:
"That's a strange thing to say."
Naala:
"But... as a political assistant, you could have easily pretended that a promise with just a girl didn't matter, right?"
"I know that promises are important to you, but that's why I'm wondering why you made a promise with me."
Nohl:
"...I made a bet with you."
Naala:
"Yes, that's right.”
Nohl:
"Betting is only meaningful if you do it seriously. There is no beauty or fun in a gamble where you plan to run away from the start."
"So when you think you've lost, you do your best to fulfill your promise. That's all there is to it."
Naala:
(I don't know if Nohl is serious or not... I really don't know what to make of him)
"I thought maybe you'd acknowledge me a little."
Nohl:
"Did you say something? I must have imagined a misguided plea."
Naala:
"Sorry for misjudging me. Hmmm, I didn't say anything.
Nohl:
"...I don't have time to embrace someone I don't acknowledge. Please understand that."
Naala:
“Huh.”
Without any regard for my desire to hear more, Nohl went quiet.
He had been reading for a while now, so he should have finished the letter by now. But he continued to stare at the same letter.
Naala:
"...An important business letter?"
Nohl:
"More than important..."
He hesitated as if searching for the right words to say.
As I waited without rushing him, a small sigh made the flame of the candle flicker.
Nohl:
"...It’s a letter from my hometown.”
Naala:
"! You mean…”
Nohl:
"Yes, I thought that if I reached out to my family, they might be willing to listen to me, so I tried my luck with them..."
“...”
I was curious to know what he had to say next, but even more than that... I was shocked that he had contacted his home country, which he hated so much, for my sake.
Sensing Nohl's sincerity, my hands trembled with joy. I suppressed my excitement within my heart and tried my best to open the envelope calmly.
Naala:
"...Did they make any unpleasant requests?"
Nohl:
"No... I think it's a welcome response."
There was something about the way he said it that made it sound like he had something stuck in his teeth. Since he was usually the type to say whatever he wanted decisively, the vagueness of his expression bothered me.
If he were to put a mental strain on top of the physical strain, he would really collapse.
Growing worried, I was about to get off the bed when Nohl approached me with the letter placed on the bed.
Nohl:
"Your body is still sore, so just lie down.”
I was gently pushed back onto the bed, and my shoulders relaxed.
To finish off the experience, he kissed my forehead softly, and my heart melted at the feeling of being loved.
Nohl:
"Goodnight, my princess..."
Perhaps he was teasing me, enjoying my reaction. His whispers were so sweet that I couldn't stay quiet and listen.
I rubbed my hot cheek against his outstretched hand and repeated the "serious joke" to him.
Naala:
"...Good night, my husband."
Nohl:
“...”
The gaze he was giving me was so gentle that it made my heart flutter.
And so, for the first time, I sunk deep into a deep sleep, watched over by my "husband"...
~END~
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