(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 149

Chapter 149: A true dilemma Chapter 149: A true dilemma When the second elevator came to a stop, and the two of them stepped out of the small space, Kellen fully expected that they would go to the same appartment.

That thought changed when the Captain tugged on his hand and forced him to a stop in the middle of the hallway.

Kellen turned, facing the man, a confused expression on his face.  “Kellen, I just want to get a quick shower and change before coming over to your place.

Is that alright?” Kellen nodded, completely understanding.  “Honestly, I need to wash off the oil on me, so it’s a great plan.” The Captain grinned, and Kellen felt his body moving before he could stop himself.

He forced the Captain to let go of his hand, much to his confusion, until Kellen wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

They had never hugged before, and Kellen felt his body relax when the Captain easily, and quickly wrapped his own arms around him.  “What’s this about?” He asked softly, and Kellen shook his head.

There wasn’t any reason behind it, he just wanted to feel his arms around him in a comforting way.

It had been a hard day.  Kellen gave him a squeeze and the Captain chuckled.

Kellen only let him go when the tightness in his chest had eased.

When he met the Captain’s gaze, his eyes were soft like butter.

He cupped Kellen’s face in his hand, the other one on his waist.  “Are you feeling better?” He asked, and Kellen nodded, feeling shy about this.  “I’m sorry if that annoyed you.” His face hardened before he relaxed his features again.  “Never.

I’ve been waiting years for you to want to put your hands on me.

I’m never going to be upset that you want to.

I’ve already given you permission to do pretty much whatever you want to me in public.” He winked.

“Well, besides that but I feel like I could be persuaded.” Kellen wasn’t sure why he felt scandalized, he was friends with Brent and Hill, but imagining the Ca-Rhys and him doing that where someone could find them?  He shook his head.  “I don’t think I’ll ever like that.” Kellen told him rather seriously, his face slightly pink.

Rhys threw his head back and laughed.

His eyes were sparkling when he turned his gaze back to Kellen, his hand still cupping his face.  “Good.

I offered, but I was hoping you’d say no.

I’ve been finding out that I didn’t escape the S Class curse.” He bent forward, his lips brushing Kellen’s as he spoke.

“I’m very jealous.

Very.

Sometimes, when I see you with others I want to come over and bite you, mark you, prove that you are mine to anyone and everyone.

Does that scare you?” He asked.

Kellen found himself shuddering.

Holy hell.  Kellen’s arms tightened around his neck, using his grip to keep his feet stable underneath him.

He found himself shaking his head, brushing their lips against each other as he did so.

When he licked his lips out of nervousness, his face heated more when he licked the Captain’s on accident.

He felt his lips turn into a smile against his own.  “I-It doesn’t.” Kellen told him softly.

Kellen’s hands shook, and he loosened his grip on them to grab onto the Captain’s shoulders.

It wasn’t a better plan, since he could feel his bare skin, and the muscles in his shoulders and down his back.

“Uh, I think I find that hot, actually.” Kellen couldn’t meet Rhys’ gaze, and he chuckled.  “You think?” He asked, and Kellen knew he was teasing him by his tone.  “T-This is new to me!

Go get your shower!” Kellen went to go push him away from him, but found that he couldn’t.

It felt like he was starved for this man, and he was sure that he was coming to realise that as well.

Kellen licked his lips again, before finally meeting Rhys’ gaze.  With a groan, the man gave in, and began to devour Kellen’s lips with his own.

Kellen felt himself being pushed back until his back was against the hallway wall, and the Captain pressed him against him.

Kellen felt his own grip on the Captain tighten until bruising, but the Captain didn’t stop.

The kiss was hot, deep, and had Kellen’s legs shaking.

When the Captain pulled away, he was smiling.

He poked Kellen’s nose, and stunned, all Kellen could do was blink at him slowly in response.  “I’ll go get that shower now, Kellen.

Don’t show that pretty face of yours to anyone else.

That look is just for me.” He extracted Kellen’s hands from him, and with a whistle, headed for his apartment.  Flushing, Kellen rushed to do the same.  Getting into his apartment, Kellen took his time to take off his Field Guide clothes and shoes, and carried the clothes upstairs with him before tossing them into the hamper.

Besides the leather straps, those would have to be washed by hand.

Then he practically ran for the shower.

He rushed trying to get ready, not sure how much time R-Rhys would give him.

He let the worrying thoughts fill his head as he scrubbed his body.  What should he wear?

Fuck.

Was it okay to wear something that he had bought him?

He felt bad doing that, but all of his clothes that weren’t t-shirts and sweats outside of the items his Dad had bought him were from Rhys.

That he’d bought him.  While they had been out on a date.  Kellen groaned, taking a second press his forehead against the cool tile.

He was such a fucking idiot.

How had he not noticed it at all?

The Captain had never lied about his intentions when it came to Kellen, always being clear what he wanted.

Whether that was trying to avoid Kellen, or actively courting him.

Kellen had been the idiot for not realising it until now.  “Fucking dumbass.

Why are you so stupid?” He muttered, turning and rinsing his hair.

He sighed, and for a moment, he considered how…well he should wash up.

Embarrassed, he turned and closed his eyes, pressing his hands against his face.

His heartbeat raced in his chest.

“No, we wouldn’t.

Right?

I-I’m fine not to, right?

It’s too soon.” He muttered.  They’d only just started thinking about being serious in their pair, hell, they hadn’t even discussed it yet.

They wouldn’t try to speed run this, right?

He had no prior experience, where R-Rhys had a ton.

Kellen rubbed the spot where even thinking those words made it hurt.  Either way, for Kellen’s body’s sake, they couldn’t.

So, a very normal shower, Kellen.

Very, very normal.  Kellen brushed his teeth and hair before heading for the closet after his shower.

He breezed past the small shrine, since it wouldn’t be noticeable to anyone unless they were looking, and stood staring at the clothes available to him.

He decided that it was perfectly fine to wear the clothes that the man he was going on a date with bought him.

Knowing the Captain, and how hard his S Class tendencies were riding him, he’d probably like it.

Hopefully.  The pants he decided on were a nice, tan shade, but Kellen noted that they were a little tighter all around compared to when he’d last put them on.

Especially his butt.

Kellen felt his face heat.

He wasn’t aware that he’d put on that much muscle, but apparently he had bulked up considerably.

Kellen then worried about how his shirts would fit, if his pants were like this.  He was right to worry.

Every shirt he tried on wouldn’t go over his biceps, and if they did, he worried that he would bust out of it if he turned or flexed wrong.

Thankfully, he had one semi-formal shirt that would go well with the pants, since it was black, but he never wore it because it made him feel…weird.

It was a turtleneck, similar to the one his Dad had bought for him before, but it was sleeveless, with the armholes slightly larger then normal.

Wide enough that even with his thick arms, there was a little bit of a breeze.

It was a nice top, since it was made a warm wool, and looked to be knit, but he just hoped he didn’t look weird in it.  He finished off the look with a nice belt, and his house slippers.

He was still in his house, and he had no plans to change that.

If they were going to leave the house, he would grab the nice shoes his Dad had bought him when he had moved back into the city.  Finally feeling ready, he headed downstairs and begun gathering the ingredients he would need for dinner.

The first step was pulling on his normal black apron so that he didn’t get his outfit covered in food, before he began to bustle around the kitchen.

He started by making the pasta dough since that would take the longest amount of time, and was in the process of adding the eggs into the well he’d made into the flour when he head a knock on the door.  Flustered, Kellen found himself kicking himself for not turning on some music or something as he wiped his hands on his apron and rushed to open the door.

He paused, entranced for a moment at the sight of him.

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