[翻译]日本米妙同人:呻吟

 

NOTE:这是我平生接触到的第二篇米妙文,是两年前在日站搜索一部英国作品时进入了这个网站,当时对BL或米妙根本没有概念,只是知道这两人是SAINT SEIYA中的人物,因此可以想象这篇文当时带给我什么样的冲击,(可能大多数同人女都是看粮食文平稳过渡的,而我…)。现在有的SM文早已超越了这个,但我仍然对这篇文情有独钟,因为之前介绍过N多日文,但没有一篇是完整翻译的,今天翻译出来只是为了让大家了解一下。并无恶意。此文已获得日站真幸小姐的授权。



“?”卡妙在人群中搜索着米罗的身影。
金牛座黄金圣斗士亚尔迪的训练屋真是十分宽敞。今晚为了庆祝他大病初愈,米罗和卡妙两人也应邀参加了这个派对。

周围的人都在忙着谈天和吃东西,屋子里乱糟糟的。卡妙转头看见了人群中耀眼的金发,训练生中金发的人并不多,因此很惹眼。

“卡妙”米罗看向他。
“米罗”卡妙声音中带着一丝欣喜。米罗抓住了他的手腕:“跟我来。”只有短短的一句话,感觉到手腕被用力的抓住,虽然有点惊讶,卡妙还是毫无抵抗地跟着米罗走出了房间,米罗拉着他顺着走廊一直走下去,卡妙开始想挣开他的手。
“米罗,怎么了?”
卡妙很奇怪于米罗对他的行为不做一点说明,然而即使他问了,对方仍是沉默。
“跟我来。“
头一次米罗的言语少得可怜,他的脚步仍是没有停止。
两人渐渐远离了喧嚣的大屋,走廊上异常安静。
拐角处右面有一个小门。
“米罗?”
米罗没回答他,直接推开了门。
屋里有个刚上了年纪的男人,没穿训练服,很显然他也是参加聚会的人员之一,因为他并不觉得两人陌生。
米罗也不知道这里有人吧,卡妙想。米罗仍是面无表情。
卡妙想遇到个自己认识的人,可惜这里没有。
“也来这儿坐吗?”
男人不知是对谁说话,米罗什么也没回答。
男人笑了笑走向正在开派对房间。

“米罗?“
目送着男人走远,卡妙感觉到自己正被强行拽进屋,发出不满的抗议。
同时他看到狭长的屋子里很灰暗,但打扫得还算干净。
“米罗“
米罗无视于他的抗议,仍是把他拖进了屋。趁着卡妙还在惊讶,米罗反手锁上了门。

“你要干…”他的话还没说完,米罗吻了上来,两人唇舌交缠在一起。
“嗯”
卡妙感觉身体紧绷绷的,他伸手想把米罗推开,米罗的手触到了他的下体。
“米罗”卡妙狼狈地挣扎着。
“你这是干什么?“
“卡妙,我早就想要你了,等不急了,就今天吧。“
一直保持沉默的米罗终于开口说话了。
“卡妙,我要你。“

两人的喘息声交织在一起,卡妙虽然在反抗,身上的衣服还是被米罗扒了下来。
米罗把卡妙押在墙上,用手堵住他的嘴以免他发出声音,虽然卡妙的身体在本能地抗拒着异物,米罗还是用力地挺进他的身体,
“呜“
虽然嘴被堵着,卡妙还是发出压抑的呻吟,他紧咬着自己的唇。
米罗对卡妙发出的悲鸣充耳不闻。他把手从卡妙的嘴上拿开,然而卡妙在重力的冲击下已经发不出声音了。
固定住他不断挣扎的身体,米罗开始野蛮地律动,
“米,米罗,别… “

卡妙很费力地开口恳求,米罗根本不听他说什么,为了自己的欲望而不停深入,卡妙觉得身体已经没法承受了。
“呜… “

卡妙的下体终于破裂,血顺着大腿淌下来,尽管感觉到卡妙的血滴在自己的脚上,米罗仍是没有停止自己的动作。
“卡妙,卡妙“
米罗在不停地折磨卡妙并在他身体里射精后终于离开。
刚喘过气来的卡妙再也没法站稳,他倒下去, 被米罗接住放在地上。
“嗯…“
已经处于半昏迷状态的卡妙带着哭腔。他对自己就这么糊里糊涂被强暴了想不通。
米罗似乎没听见卡妙的声音,他再一次进入到他身体里,感觉到从自己下体传来的具有穿透性的压力感和快感,他狠狠向下压,到达卡妙身体的最奥处后开始律动。

“啊… “

卡妙痛苦的声音非但没有让米罗对他抱以同情,反面更煽起了他的嗜虐心。
“卡妙,卡妙“
他在律动的同时不停地叫他的名字,似乎完全无视于身下人的痛苦。

“啊… “
在这种完全强迫性的交合下,卡妙几乎躺在自己的泪水中了。米罗一次又一次在他身体里射精,最后在他离开的同时,卡妙自身的体液也涌出来,完全是过激的生理反应。米罗在离开他的身体后,用自己的唇触碰了卡妙的下体,之后毫不犹豫地含住他的欲望。“啊,米罗… ”卡妙已经没有力气的双腕揪住米罗的头发,这种刺激的感觉让他的双膝发颤,尤其是被野蛮地侵犯过后,这种感觉是不可想象的。米罗饮下卡妙在他口中释放的液体,之后又不知疲倦地重复他的动作,卡妙感觉到自己的双脚和双膝已经没有了一点感觉,米罗扶着他坐了起来,身体仿佛被榨空了一样,刚才短暂的快感过后身体留下的是有如针刺般的钝痛。卡妙在调整呼息的同时发现屋里只剩下他一人了。米罗走之前把他放到了床上。卡妙拿起已经被撕成破布的衣服,用它擦去下体残留的两人的体液,及下肢的血迹。他还是无法起来,全身的疼痛折磨着他,一动也不能动。

卡妙象被用坏扔掉的娃娃一样躺在那,泪水顺着他的脸颊流下来。米罗的行为就是为了给他带来无尽的伤害,他始终想不明白。

 

之前在露上发过汉语版的,今天又心血来潮翻了个英文的,作者是日站的真幸小姐,也是我的朋友,有授权。By Mayuki

Moaning

“?”Camus was searching Milo in the crowd.

Taurus Aldebaran’s training room was certainly spacious, for the celebration of his recovery from a serious illness, Milo and Camus also took part into this party.

All people around them were busy with chatting and eating, the room was in a rather chaos. Camus turned and saw the showy blond head, since there were few candidate trainees with golden hair, it was obvious.


“Camus” Milo saw him.

“Milo” Camus said with a slightful delight. Milo caught his wrist:”follow me.” By a short word, Camus felt his wrist was caught with force, although a littlee Astonished, he still followed Milo without any resistance out of the room. Milo brought him down the corridor, Camus began to strugglee.

“Milo, what’s wrong?”

Camus was very surpised for Milo’s action without any explanation, although he had asked him, he was still in silence.

“follow me.”
For the first time Milo was scanty for words, yet he didn’t stop.

They were far from the noisy house and it was quite quiet in the corridor.

There was a small door in the right corner.

“Milo?”

Without answeringn him, Milo pushed the door open.

There was a man in middle-age in the room, apparently he was one of the participators for the party.

“Maybe Milo didn’t know someone was here,” Camus thought. Milo was still expressionless.

Camus wanted to meet someone he knew, pity there were none.

“you too come here for a sit?” Not sure whom the man was talking to, Milo didn’t answer.

The man smiled and went for the party room.

“Milo?” as the man disappeared, Camus felt he was dragging into the room and protested.
Meantime he saw the narrow room was gloomy and clean somehow.

“Milo?”

Not caring his protest, Milo still dragged him into the room, and then locked the door from inside.

“What are you going to``` “ Without finishing his sentence, Milo kissed him and their tongue entangled.

“hum.”Camus felt his body constrainted, he wanted to push Milo away, Milo’s hand touched his underpart.

“Milo” Camus struggled with panic.

“What are you doing?”

“ I have been desiring you for a long time, I can’t wait anymore, today will be the day.”
Milo eventually spoke after long silence.

“I want you, Camus.”

The two’s breaths mixed and Camus’s clothes was torn apart although his resistance.

Milo pressed him against the wall, covered his mouth by hand for fear of his sounding, although Camus’s body was resisting alien, Milo still inserted into him.

“AH”, Camus moaned despite his blocked mouth, he bite lips hard.

Milo was immune to Camus’s grief, he withdrew his hand from Camus’ mouth, but Camus couldn’t give out any sound due to impact, Milo began to accelerate his rhythm by fixing Camus’struggling body.

“Milo, please, no```”Camus pleaded with all his strength, Milo didn’t listen to him at all, and inserted him more deeply for his own desire, Camus felt he was going to collapse under the weight.

“ah”, Camus’s underpart was torn apart and the blood run down his thighs, though felt Camus’ blood dropping on his feet, Milo still didn’t stop his action.

“Camus, Camus```” Milo repeated his name, he finally left after tortured him and release in his body.

Camus, who had just caught his breath, couldn’t stand anymore, he collapsed and was put on the ground by Milo.

The half-faint Camus seemed to be weeping, he couldn’t think through about his being raped.
Milo inserted into him once more, he stabbed hard to fully feel the pleasure and reached the deepest part of Camus.

“AH```” Camus’s suffering moaning didn’t gain sympathy from Milo at all, on the very contrary it enhanced Milo’s brutal action.

“Camus, Camus” Milo shouted his name while accelerated, not a bit of his grief.
“AH… “ Under this brutal sexual relation, Camus almost bathing in his tears. Milo released several times in time and when he left, Camus’s own sperm also spilled due to physiological reaction. Milo touched his underpart and then bit his member without hesitation.

“Milo``` “ Camus caught Milo’s hair by his hands without strength, this provocative feeling made his knees weaker than ever and was hard to imagine especially after being brutally raped.
Milo swallowed Camus’released fluid without tiredness and finally helped him up, Camus felt his body sore if had been stung by needles. After adjusting breath, Camus found he was with himself in the room, Milo had put him in bed before leaving. Camus took his torn clothes and cleaned the fluid and blook of his underpart by it. He still couldn’t get up, the sore body tortured him and disabled his action.

Camus lay there as a broken-and-deserted doll, tears run down his face, did Milo’s action just for bringing him so much hurt? He couldn’t think through.

End