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.

***

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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