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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