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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