CM Chapter 51

 CM Chapter 51

(M) Chapter 51 - Can’t Hold Back

Chapter 2, Part 13.1

Novel Title: ひとりじめ (Completely Mine)

Author：椎崎 夕 (Shiizaki You)

Illustrator：小山田 あみ (Oyamada Ami)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 細川 湊 (Hosokawa Minato -MC) & 荻原 浩志 (Ogiwara Koushi -ML)

*Please read at knoxt.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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"Wait, just a minute."

"I'm sorry, I can't wait."

As soon as they reached the apartment entrance, Minato was enveloped in an embrace from behind. Parting his hair, lips found his earlobe and left a resounding kiss, drawing his attention to the sound before the sensation on his skin. The reverberating sound spread like ripples from within, stirring up a heat he had not felt in a long time.

After countless kisses in the car by the seaside, which of them had proposed switching locations because they couldn't bear to part? They couldn't bring themselves to enter the hotel along the way, and the city hotel near the station also felt unsettling, so they ended up parking in the coin parking closest to Minato's apartment.

Even after climbing the four flights of stairs and standing in front of the apartment, neither of them said a word. The moment Minato opened the door and entered, the atmosphere shifted as if a thin layer had been peeled away.

The kisses that had been accompanied by Ogiwara repeatedly murmuring Minato's name and exploring his ear eventually fell from the base of his jaw to his neck, to the nape. The kisses that had started gently had somehow become persistent, and even though they both knew each other’s bodies well, Minato’s skin trembled as if it was the first time. The long fingers caressed all over his body, searching for the spots that shuddered, and the hips that tried to escape were pulled back by strong arms.

"Minato-sensei..." The voice that was poured directly into his ear was unusually hoarse. Recognizing that familiar voice, a subtle heat began to spread from the depths of Minato’s skin.

The jaw that had been unconsciously shaking side to side was grasped and guided to turn. While accepting the kiss that immediately blocked his breath, Minato still felt a lingering unease and scrutinized the situation.

Something felt different. While relieved that the kisses, embraces, and the body heat conveyed were the same as before, something didn't quite fit. Even though the one beside him now was Ogiwara, just as it had been back then, a piece of the puzzle that should have been in its rightful place was slightly off.

"Mmh, ...ah." In the hazy state of his mind, his captured tongue was firmly pressed by teeth. Lifting the eyelids that had fallen, Minato's gaze met Ogiwara's, who was too close to focus on.

Witnessing the sharp eyes softening, a tingling sensation spread throughout Minato’s body. As the angle of the kiss changed and deepened, the warmth conveyed through it filled Minato with profound relief.

Ten years ago, there was no time to think. The true intentions behind Ogiwara’s actions were completely unforeseen. The second time, the day after their reunion, Minato had been swept away by Ogiwara's convenience. Afterwards, while he hadn't been brutally fucked, they had never been in this kind of intimate contact, gazing into each other's eyes and affirming their shared warmth and feelings.

"Sensei...?" 

As if sensing the gaze, Ogiwara briefly paused the kiss and murmured Minato’s name softly. To not let that voice slip away this time, Minato lifted his chin. Unable to reach the lips, he placed his own against the underside of Ogiwara's jaw. Capturing the startled face, the roughness of the skin and the familiar scent. They convinced Minato that this was truly Ogiwara.

"I love you." The unintentional words were just a few syllables, a phrase even a young child would know. But in this moment, that was the sole feeling overflowing within Minato.

Yet, Ogiwara who was so close suddenly contorted his expression, looking troubled. Tracing the lips he had touched just moments ago with his fingertips, Minato was abruptly bitten by the teeth. What had started as a mere graze quickly flared into a sharp pain, and as he tried to pull his hand back, his body was suddenly spun around. Pressed against the wall next to the entrance, Minato was tightly embraced by the facing Ogiwara, his breath becoming shallow.

"Ogi...wara...? Mm, ...ah."

"Me too."

The groan-like response was swallowed up by the incoming ravenous kiss. As Minato’s mouth was invaded, his breath became uneven. His collar was yanked forcefully and the tie was pulled off with a sound. With the warm palms caressing from his chest to his sides, Minato's shirt had become completely unbuttoned before he realized it.

"Mm, ...nh, ah."

Unable to keep up with the kiss that kept changing angles, his shallow breaths were laced with sounds. Each time his body was rocked, the back of his head brushed against the wall with a faint noise, and the tip of his tongue that had been entwined was pushed deeper inside.

The viscous, wet sounds scorched his nerves. As the kiss that had drifted away moved from his jaw down his throat and even lower, Minato unconsciously pressed his limp fingers against the wall.

"Wait, Ogi...wara."

The words he spoke became fragmented, blending into his shallow panting. The scattered sounds turned into muffled gasps, Minato's own breathing spurring him on. The exposed skin being explored elicited a small shiver down his spine.

The deft fingers toyed with the spot on his chest that had changed color. The nipples that had unknowingly become peaked were gradually heating up with each touch, creating an odd sensation that was both agonizing and tingling. He already knew that area was sensitive to kisses, and yet, unsatisfied with just the fingers, he was anticipating what was to come.

"...Minato-sensei, you like this spot, don't you?" The murmured breath caressing his collarbone and grazing his chest made Minato's face flush hotly. His averted chin was pulled back, and he was bitten in a kiss. As Minato managed to open his eyes, he saw Ogiwara lowering his head. His lips touched the nipple on Minato’s chest and a small sound escaped his throat.

The sucking on his nipple was sweet yet biting, and something stirred deep within him. Afraid of the embarrassing sounds he might make, Minato desperately clenched his back teeth.

While sucking on one side of Minato’s nipple, the other peaked area was pressed and caressed by the fingertips. The disparate stimuli created a flow within Minato’s body, igniting heat from the depths of his skin. With each reaction, his entire body seemed to melt.

The knees that he had strained to keep firm were now trembling weakly. Despite clawing at the wall supporting his back in an effort to endure, that very restraint only amplified the building heat.

There was no response to his plea to wait, only his hips being firmly embraced. The palm slipping into his slacks made his entire body jerk in surprise.

The area that had been swelling with heat was quickly pushed to its limit, the sudden stimulation causing his hips to reflexively try to escape. Against the lips licking his jaw and earlobe, he let out a thick, viscous voice unique to the act.

“Aahh..”

"Where else do you want me to touch?"

"Nowhe-, ah, ...mmh."

In response to the voice he had released from the back of his throat, the fingers grasping his dick began to move in a teasing manner. Caressing the surface, pinching and tracing with the tips - each action caused a rapid rise in heat, stealing away Minato's thoughts.

"Ah, no, mm."

His strained breathing was laced with sounds. Keeping his eyes tightly shut, just the thought of the compromising position and what was being done to him set his entire body ablaze. And yet, deep within, there was a self that yearned for more, seared by the conflicting desires and heat.

A voice calling him "Sensei" reached his ears. Somehow managing to lift his face, his lips were pecked, and he was told to stand firm.

Nodding sluggishly, Minato's gaze unconsciously followed as Ogiwara knelt down. Fleetingly wondering if his knee was alright, Minato's breath caught at the next sight.

Ogiwara placed a kiss on the dick he held in his palm. As if aware that Minato was watching, he looked up and deliberately took it into his mouth. Enveloped in the soft, moist warmth, Minato was assaulted by a shudder of pleasure. Unable to make a sound, Minato clung to Ogiwara with the hands that had been clawing the wall.

The voice pleading "Wait" was tinged with an unbearable tone. And yet, Ogiwara’s fingers started to delve into the back, towards his asshole. Minato knew full well the purpose of the fingers caressing him in that familiar way, and that knowledge alone filled him with shame.

Each time he weakly tugged on Ogiwara's hair that he had grasped, his dick was licked and sucked with precision. The thick, viscous pleasure had no limit, and Minato was pulled down, his consciousness eventually shattering as he cum.

His spent body, having lost all strength, was supported in strong arms. He was carried to the nearby bed. Ogiwara then retreated. Minato reached out a hand towards Ogiwara's retreating back as he was laid down on the sheets.

"Sensei? What's wro-"

Jerking around, Ogiwara saw Minato's hand and seemed reluctant to let go. Pulling on the grasped wrist, Minato placed a kiss on Ogiwara's palm.

Ogiwara, looking troubled, clicked his tongue. At that reaction, Minato's hand flinched, only to have both wrists suddenly seized and pressed into the sheets. The weight bearing down took his breath away, and despite the discomfort, he felt a strange joy.

With his arms outstretched, Minato clung to the broad back. As Ogiwara paused the kissing, fingers traced his temples, cheeks, and earlobes, before placing kisses on his brow, cheek, and the corner of his lips. Drowning in these unfamiliar sensations, Minato realized this was the first time he had actively embraced Ogiwara.

"...Mm, nh."

Accepting the returning warmth of the kiss, Minato even extended his own tongue. Despite this being a first for him, he felt no hesitation. The intertwining and pushing and pulling caused something certain to settle within his chest. By the time the kiss had traveled from his lips to his chest, the fingers parting his legs were caressing that deep place with utmost gentleness.

It felt as if he was being manipulated on the other side of a thin membrane. Unable to escape, and moreover, not truly wishing to. The gradually prolonged pleasure, akin to pain, had Minato gasping soundlessly by the time the kiss that had started at his chest reached the area that had already climaxed once before.

"Sensei," the voice called, and Minato opened his eyes. In the blurred, indistinct vision, Ogiwara was close enough for their noses to nearly touch. Without being told, Minato somehow managed to lift his chin. Reaching Ogiwara's lower lip, he kissed it weakly, digging his nails into the arms embracing him.

Deepening the kiss that had only grazed before, Ogiwara lightly nipped Minato's tongue once, then slowly rose. With an achingly gentle gesture, he grasped Minato's knees, their gazes meeting as Ogiwara joined their bodies at the deepest point. That act, which had previously been merely a checkpoint, now had Minato on the verge of tears.

Leaning down, Ogiwara gave Minato's lips another kiss. As he pulled Minato's back against his chest, enveloping him completely, a low murmur reached his ear.

"I won’t be able to hold back...Please hold on tight."

That wavering, hoarse voice plucked at his raw nerves. Unexpectedly pierced by Ogiwara’s dick in the depths of his hips, a sound escaped Minato's throat. The waves that began were deceptively gentle, yet at times forceful, and Minato could only struggle to keep up.

Each time he voiced a cry, kisses were trailed along his cheek, temple, and the corner of his eye. The gestures were tender, but the thrusting motions were merciless.

"Ah, -nnh!!"

The sensation of being penetrated deeply was not just pleasure, but tinged with fear as well, which seemed to make his voice more strained. Noticing this, the palm on his hips moved to caress Minato’s dick, soothing him. Bitten on his arched throat by the dual sensations, Minato was driven to a point of no escape.

He felt like he might just shatter and disappear entirely. Such an impossible thought crossed his mind. Yet, he found that even if that happened, as long as it was with Ogiwara, he would be fine with it.

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*Translator’s Note: I bet Minato was thoroughly fucked that night. I wonder if he can move the next day. -K

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CM Chapter 30

 (M) Chapter 30 - Sweet Poison

Chapter 2, Part 2.4

Novel Title: ひとりじめ (Completely Mine)

Author：椎崎 夕 (Shiizaki You)

Illustrator：小山田 あみ (Oyamada Ami)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 細川 湊 (Hosokawa Minato -MC) & 荻原 浩志 (Ogiwara Koushi -ML)

*Please read at knoxt.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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⚠️TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains depictions of sexual coercion Readers’ discretion is advised.

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The cruel-sounding tone, though laced with laughter, was a command. With Minato scattered thoughts, he somehow managed to lower his arm, and a chuckle was heard.

"That's good. Be a good boy, and I'll show you something nice."

The words, spoken as if to a child, were tinged with a chilling quality due to the voice. Minato wondered for perhaps the millionth time if it was truly Ogiwara speaking.

Ogiwara was skilled. The speed with which he stripped the clothes from Minato, who had been thrown onto the bed, was too familiar, leaving no room for resistance. The slacks he had been wearing were removed, along with his underwear, and the tie that had been pulled off was tossed somewhere. Now, with only his shirt hanging on his right arm, his bare knees were widely parted and firmly held in place by strong fingers.

The pleasure forcibly drawn out felt akin to pain. The sensitive area exposed between the opened legs had already reached its limit once, and yet it was now being soothed by the long fingers and palms. The deep interior was being probed by the fingertips for a considerable time, now being explored by the moist body heat.

The sensation of being explored and soothed by the wet warmth was terrifyingly vivid, with the intentionally loud sounds stimulating even his hearing. As the area that was grasped was traced and sucked on, a viscous pleasure was born. Like the waves that ebbed and flowed, with each reversal, Minato was driven ever closer to the limit.

"No, ...ah, nh"

The resonance of his own voice was grating, so he desperately bit his lips. But even the escaping voice was unbearable, so he sank his teeth into the base of his thumb, only to have his wrist suddenly pulled away from his lips.

"...Don't hide your face. And don't bite your lips. How many times do I have to tell you? If you want to be tied up, I can do that too."

Speaking gently, the risen Ogiwara peered down at Minato. With a meaningful gesture, he caressed his lips, and when Minato managed a small shake of his head as Ogiwara’s thumb parted his teeth, Ogiwara leaned in with a smile.

"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

Ogiwara's voice was like a sweet poison. One that, unlike a fast-acting toxin, would instead induce addiction - one that would erode not just the body, but the mind as well, dragging Minato to a point of no return.

Thoroughly plundered and savored in the depths of his lips, Minato obediently complied with the demanded act, surely because he had been poisoned. Surely, it was because ten years ago, Minato had been exposed to Ogiwara's toxin, and now he was accepting it.

"Ah"

The kiss that left his lips fell along his cheek to his ear. The sound of it being torn made goosebumps rise all over Minato’s body. His knees were grasped and his legs were spread wide, with Ogiwara's heated dick pressing into the depths of his hips.

The single experience from ten years ago was now a distant memory in Minato’s mind. He had braced himself before he could even think. But the hesitation that should have been conveyed through his skin was disregarded, and in the next moment, he was overwhelmed by a sense of profound discomfort.

A scream was trapped in the back of his throat. Even as Minato reflexively pushed against the weight pressing down on his chest, it did not budge, and instead he was penetrated even deeper. The intense pain cut off his breathing, and his vision was consumed by white.

"Mmph, nngh..."

Minato’s stiffened, frozen wrists were taken and pressed to the sides of his face. Keeping his eyes tightly closed, his whole body tensed, anticipating that this time he would be bound.

But what fell upon his lips was a kiss. Without being scolded for clenching his teeth, Minato was licked and sucked at the seam. Puzzled, he opened his eyes to find Ogiwara's terrifyingly close face.

"You really aren't used to this at all, are you... So there were really no other men?"

Unable to answer, he averted his gaze, and the sensation of Ogiwara's laughter on his skin reached him.

If Minato were to say that Ogiwara was the only one he ever had sex with, how would he react? Would he be exasperated or understanding? Either way, it would not change the fact that Minato was left feeling wretched.

More importantly, Minato took a small breath. He voiced the question that had been bothering him all along.

"...Your knee, is it alright?"

Ogiwara's eyes widened greatly. After staring at Minato intently, for some reason his expression turned pained.

"In this situation, worrying about someone else? You really do have a lot of nerve. Are you the type who likes being used by others?"

"...!"

Simultaneously with holding his breath at the venomous words, Ogiwara’s dick that had been stationary was suddenly pushed deeper inside. Seeing his distorted face from the pain and accompanying pressure, Ogiwara leaned in to lick his ear.

But as he continued to hold his breath, the sensitive area between his parted legs was then seized. Stroked by the fingertips as he was being fucked, Minato was assaulted by two different forms of suffering.

Just being traced slowly was enough to raise goosebumps all over his body. The moment he  held his breath at the commotion stirring deep within, he was pushed and pulled in succession, and a sensation he  had never known before emerged from the depths of his skin. With each reversal, the viscous pleasure grew thicker, blinding his vision.

His attempt to escape was thwarted as his shoulder was held down and he was tightly embraced. If he so much as showed the slightest intention to flee, he was instantly pulled back and ensnared even deeper.

So it's repeating itself after all. That thought fell heavy in Minato’s chest.

In that spring ten years ago, he had decided it was over and left that place. He had tried to give up, to forget, but the feelings he had harbored in his heart remained unresolved, withering away little by little. 

He wanted to ask "Why?" even now. Even in this situation, he thought of the same thing. Why? How could he? What was Ogiwara thinking to dare to do this?

The answer had already been given - even though it trampled on the feelings he had held. But somehow, a part of him was delighted by the current circumstances.

He was glad they met again, when he had thought they would never see each other again... That fragment of his heart was reveling in it.

His tilted chin was pulled back, and he was kissed. Their breaths mingling. Drowning in the heat that dominated even the deepest parts of him, Minato clung desperately to Ogiwara's shoulders, feeling utterly hopeless.

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*Translator’s Note: That pained expression… I think he felt guilty because he knew Minato genuinely cares about him. Man, I should have just combined the Mature chapters together, but what the heck. Too late already. -K

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CM Chapter 29

 (M) Chapter 29 - Trapped

Chapter 2, Part 2.3

Novel Title: ひとりじめ (Completely Mine)

Author：椎崎 夕 (Shiizaki You)

Illustrator：小山田 あみ (Oyamada Ami)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 細川 湊 (Hosokawa Minato -MC) & 荻原 浩志 (Ogiwara Koushi -ML)

*Please read at knoxt.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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⚠️TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains depictions of sexual coercion Readers’ discretion is advised.

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From close range, the smile Ogiwara wore was like a bare blade. Just facing it made one feel frozen, yet it carried a heat so intense that touching it might burn.

"Given the relationship between you and me, that's pretty cold, don't you think?"

Minato found himself unable to move, as if spellbound. Ogiwara's face, already close, leaned in further within his widened view. Feeling Ogiwara’s breath brush his lips, Minato instinctively turned his face away.

“Ah!”

Warmth traced from Minato’s lips to his cheek, followed by a slick sensation as Ogiwara's tongue licked his earlobe. When Minato tried to pull away, Ogiwara pressed down on his shoulder and grabbed his jawline, forcibly lifting his face. This time, there was no escape, and Minato’s breath was stolen in a kiss.

“Mn—”

The warmth invading his mouth slid past his protesting lips, exploring inside. When Minato tried to close his jaw, Ogiwara’s strong grip kept it open, and his tongue brushed against the roof of Minato’s mouth and the back of his teeth. 

Minato’s tongue, retreating on instinct, was chased and lightly bitten. A slight pain shot through him, sending a shiver down his spine. He tried pushing against Ogiwara’s chest with all his strength, but his wrists were easily caught. Both were pinned against the wall, leaving him completely immobilized. Ogiwara nibbled on Minato’s trembling lips, sucking on them until wet, sticky sounds echoed in the air, and Minato's face flushed with heat. The warmth spreading throughout his body overwhelmed his senses, melting his thoughts. At some point, Minato's body lost its strength, leaning against Ogiwara’s arms.

As if concluding, Ogiwara ran his tongue along Minato’s teeth before pulling back with a slick sound. Left dazed and panting, Minato felt the lingering warmth on the corner of his lips.

"Minato-sensei, you still like me, don’t you?" The voice whispering into his ear was frighteningly sweet, yet the strength of the fingers gripping Minato’s jaw left no room for movement. The contrast made Minato hold his breath.

“What are you saying… That was all in the past—”

“Just a kiss from someone you used to like, and this is how you react? That means you’re either indecent or extremely eager. So, which is it?”

As Ogiwara teased him, he grabbed Minato’s dick through his slacks, making Minato’s hips jolt violently. Realizing the changes that had occurred there without his awareness sent chills down Minato’s spine.

“Either way, the moment you came along this far without resisting, you were expecting something, weren’t you?”

“You said…we’d just talk… and that you have the right to choose—”

“—I never said I’d exclude you as a choice, did I?”

Mockingly, Ogiwara traced Minato’s sensitive area over the fabric. Kisses landed along Minato's neck and up to his ear, causing a stifled moan to escape. 

“I heard you don’t have any rumors about being involved with anyone. Since you don’t plan to get married, does that mean you still like men? If that’s the case, anyone will do, right? Then I should be fine, shouldn’t I? After all, I was your first, and you still seem to like me.”

The absurdity of Ogiwara’s words left Minato unable to reply. He struggled desperately, trying to free his hands, but Ogiwara’s grip only tightened.

“If you’re so desperate to escape, aim for my right knee. You’d definitely break it, and you’d get away for sure.”

The whisper came suddenly, draining the strength from Minato’s body.

Before his knees could buckle to the floor, Ogiwara pulled him upright by the waist. After a brief chuckle above him, Ogiwara tugged hard on Minato’s coat collar, sliding it off his shoulders. Then, even his suit jacket was stripped away.

“Just stay quiet like that. Judging by how you’re still awkward with kisses, you haven’t had any decent sexual partners, have you?”

Ogiwara’s laughter buzzed in Minato’s ears as he bit down on his jawline and licked the corner of his lips. Another deep, devouring kiss followed, probing deeply. As Minato felt his belt being pulled free, he realized he was being dragged and thrown onto the bed.

“Why…ー?”

The half-formed words were silenced by a kiss from above. His instinctive resistance was overpowered, his hands pinned beside his face, and his lips forced open. A hand caressed his throat as the kiss deepened, leaving Minato breathless. The trail of kisses moved from his lips to his jaw and down to his collarbone, sending small shivers through his skin.

“This is… just like ten years ago,” Minato thought bitterly.

“You’re still curious, aren’t you? Why not take this opportunity to test it again?”

Ogiwara’s gaze bore down on Minato as he stopped kissing, making Minato turn his face away.

“Why bother asking what you already know?”

Realizing his curt response, Minato froze. Ogiwara’s laughter, tinged with mockery, continued.

“That time ten years ago was unexpectedly good. No worries about pregnancy—it’s perfect, isn’t it?”

“Don’t—”

“You’re the one who ruined my right knee. A little atonement wouldn’t hurt, would it?”

“—!”

As Ogiwara’s sultry voice whispered close, his hand slipped inside Minato’s slackened slacks, stroking his dick with deliberate, enticing movements. Each touch sent waves of reluctant pleasure through Minato, leaving him despairing over his own helpless reactions.

A chuckle sounded close by. The throat-clearing sound that expressed deep amusement grew closer, and the content-filled voice was poured directly into the depth of his ear.

"Your body is much more honest than your mouth. It's okay, I'll treat you better than ten years ago. Since it's a good opportunity, let's just enjoy it."

The gentle voice sounded like condemnation to Minato's ears.

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The panting breathing sound felt terribly shameful.

The well-lit room had a calm, city hotel-like atmosphere, at odds with its purpose. This discrepancy caused a sense of discomfort and unease, and a fundamental question of how this could have happened swirled in the confusion.

Yet, even that confusion seemed to float in midair. The sound of his own breathing, the rustling of clothes, the weight and body heat pressing down on him, the intermittent wet sounds, and the pleasure that arose in sync with them - all of these seemed distant, even though they should have been right there.

"Ah, nn, -ah"

The outline of the ceiling blurred and became ambiguous. The voice mixed with the exhalation was clearly colored, leaving an unbearable resonance. The head thrown back made a scratching sound as it was arbitrarily shaken from side to side. Keeping the eyes tightly closed was to avoid seeing the sight that had been witnessed earlier.

In order to keep from crying out, the lips that had been bitten were hopelessly relaxed, leaking out a sigh. The moment Minato hid his face, which had been turned away with all his might, behind his arm, a low voice came.

"Don't hide your face. Take your arm away."

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*Translator’s Note: Ogiwara, if you like him just say so, no need to act like an angry abandoned puppy. This is painful to watch. -K

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CM Chapter 20

 (M) Chapter 20 - Tied up and Violated

Chapter 1, Part 6.5

Novel Title: ひとりじめ (Completely Mine)

Author：椎崎 夕 (Shiizaki You)

Illustrator：小山田 あみ (Oyamada Ami)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 細川 湊 (Hosokawa Minato -MC) & 荻原 浩志 (Ogiwara Koushi -ML)

*Please read at knoxt.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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⚠️TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains depictions of sexual assault. Readers’ discretion is advised.

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Realizing the meaning of Ogiwara's words, Minato was overwhelmed by a bottomless fear. As he desperately twisted his body, skilled fingers explored his most sensitive area, and teeth grazed the skin below his ear.

"Don't worry, I have some experience, even if this is my first time with a man."

The stimulation caused heat to rise, and Minato could feel the responsive area taking shape, despite his panicked state.

"...Ugh."

His hands pressed against the sheets were unmoving, and twisting his body was futile with the weight pressing him down. When he tried to kick his legs, a hand firmly gripped his throat.

"Don't struggle. Do you want to hurt my knee again?"

"—...!"

With a sharp laugh, the weight on his throat increased. His earlobe was bitten harshly, making his throat ache. Listening to this, Minato finally realized.

Ogiwara was angry. He was mocking Minato while genuinely furious with him.

Minato's hips were pulled, along with his clothes, and a small sound signaled his belt being removed. As his pants were taken off and his underwear disheveled, his legs refused to move.

ーーー"Do you want to hurt my knee again?"

With just those words, Minato lost the will to resist.

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The sound of Minato's labored breathing was painfully loud in his ears.

Pressed against the sheets on his side, Minato scratched at the fabric with his fingertips. The faint sound caught his attention.

Minato's arms were still an inconvenience to Ogiwara. So his wrists were bound together with the just-removed belt and held above his head. He felt powerless.

The tightness was either from the unfamiliar position or the constriction, but his fingertips were already tingling with numbness, not pain. The vague discomfort made him wince with each movement that rubbed against the sheets, but that sensation now felt distant, as if it belonged to someone else.

"...Ah."

The area between his raised knees had been thoroughly explored and probed for quite some time. The initial pain and discomfort, along with the sense of pressure, had been gradually dulled, and a strange sensation other than agony was starting to seep in. His trembling back and hips were caressed in an oddly gentle manner, and he was repeatedly kissed and sucked upon, blurring the line between torment and soothing.

Minato had lost all sense of time. In the brightly lit room, he could see bookshelves and what looked like a built-in closet, but there was no clock in sight, and he had no energy to search for one.

Searching would be meaningless anyway.

"Nn, —Ah..."

The rapid breathing sound from behind suddenly turned into a sigh. With a slick sound, Ogiwara's fingers that had been deep inside him was withdrawn, and his tilted body nearly collapsed onto the sheets. But it was immediately grasped and roughly pulled back.

Minato had no energy to ponder what had happened, and no time was given to him. As soon as the skilled fingers caressed the area that had just been thoroughly probed, he felt a strong sense of pressure and instinctively tried to escape. The slightly lessened pressure was quickly yanked back, becoming even stronger than before. With an unyielding force, it mercilessly pushed in.

"Wh-what?"

His own voice was like an exhale. Thinking it was too quiet to be heard or understood, he was immediately probed between his legs, the sensitive spot gripped. Realizing that area had changed shape, his hips involuntarily trembled.

"You really are inexperienced. Sensei, how old are you again?"

The sudden voice made Minato's consciousness sharpen like a popped balloon. The bookshelf in his vision, and the books on it, were familiar. Of course, this was the student's room where he had come as a home tutor many times before.

"These days, a university student doing that is not a big deal, isn't it? You kiss so easily, but can't go any further?"

"Ogiwara, you...―?"

The name that slipped from his own mouth was unbelievable. But he recognized this voice. There was no mistaking it, nor could he.

That's right. Just a moment ago, he had heard these unbelievable words from this same voice.

―――You know, don't you, Minato-sensei? That I’m the one that you like?

―――Don't struggle. Do you want to hurt my knee again?

"No, not this..."

"What's the problem? Sensei, you seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit, you know? I made you feel good, so at least cooperate with me a little."

Along with a chuckling voice, the dick was pushed deeper into his core. His pained groan was ignored, and his hips were carelessly rocked.

Trapped with no escape, Minato could only grit his teeth. He shook his head repeatedly, the sound of his hair rubbing against the sheets echoing. Overlapping with the sound of skin colliding.

His whole body trembled at the warmth covering his back, he was kissed on the shoulder and had his nipples toyed with. The throbbing sensation there made him want to cry.

He has feelings for Ogiwara. He had been happy just being able to talk to him casually, and while he scolded himself for being conceited when he felt Ogiwara's affection, a part of him had been elated.

Even if Ogiwara didn't have romantic feelings, just being cherished by someone who rarely warmed up to others was enough. Telling himself that, he had been secretly hoping somewhere that perhaps Ogiwara might return his feelings.

What if, by chance, Ogiwara also looked at him that way? If only this feeling could be accepted.

"...—!"

Rocked by the rhythmic thrusts, Minato clenched his teeth. His labored breathing grew stuffy, the dizziness in front of his eyes making it hard to breathe. But he didn't want to cry, not in this situation.

It had all been a delusion. He had just realized that now.

Ogiwara had said he had known since Minato's teaching internship about his feelings. He had said "Shameless", "I can't understand it", "disgusting". But he was curious and wanted to "try it", as a mere novelty.

Ogiwara had never liked or cherished Minato. He had simply approached him out of curiosity after noticing Minato's feelings. And perhaps the reason he had asked Minato to become his home tutor was half or more out of amusement to tease him.

Minato should have known. As an unassuming, unremarkable intern, there was no reason for a student like Ogiwara to particularly like or trust him. He had simply gotten carried away, mistakenly developing romantic feelings when Ogiwara, who didn't get close to anyone, had spoken to him. And now he had brought this upon himself.

"...Ugh."

Roughly shaken, his balance disrupted, he was dragged back to his original position, the deep penetration cutting off his breath.

This was not what he had wanted.

Overwhelmed by a sense of futility, Minato shook his head greatly. Trapped in the unyielding heat, he clenched his teeth, determined not to make any unsightly displays.

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*Translator’s Note: This is such a horrible heartbreak. I can't take it anymore. -K

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