(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 167

Chapter 167: An early morning breakfast (m) Chapter 167: An early morning breakfast (m) An alarm going off woke Kellen from his soft, warm dream.

Groaning, he stretched, his arms and hands hitting warm flesh.  Confused, he paused, momentarily surprised before yesterday came flooding back to him.

The photo shoot, the Captain’s angry face, tea with Taylor, calling him Rhys for the first time in public, their date and the night after.

Feeling his whole body heat, he covered his face with his arm and sighed.

Fuck.  The arm around his chest tightened, flipping him over and pulling him back against the broad chest now behind him.

Lips touched Kellen’s skin, before a rough, grumbly voice spoke near his ear.  “What is that alarm for?” Kellen froze.

Why had he not heard this rough, sleepy voice before now?

Blood pumped through his body, and he felt himself get hard.

The instant reaction to the sound of his voice made Kellen want to tremble.

He wasn’t sure if this reaction was simply because it was the morning, or if it was because it was the Captain.  “I-It’s my alarm to get up and work out.” The alarm was still going, and Kellen fumbled around, trying to find his phone.

He found it on the nightstand by his head, managing to silence it quickly.

He didn’t remember grabbing it last night.

Strange.

Rhys’ arm tightened around him again and he shifted, pressing his lips against Kellen’s skin in a gentle assault to his senses.  “Mmm, I have a better way you could work out and still sleep in.” Flushing at his words, Kellen glanced behind him to find the eyes of an Esper staring right back at him.

Kellen swallowed.

His words were filled with the haze of someone who had just woken up but his eyes… Yesterday hadn’t been enough for him at all.  And if Kellen was honest with himself, it hadn’t been enough for him either.  Kellen swallowed, before he reached out his hand and touched Rhys’ cheek.

He leaned into the touch, before pressing his lips against his palm.

At first, it was endearing, until his teeth and tongue got involved.  “Please remember that I also use my morning workouts as a briefing time with Brent before the day begins.” Kellen told him, the smile on his lips nothing he could prevent as this powerful man pouted into Kellen’s hand.

Kellen chuckled as he released Kellen’s hand only to bury his face into his neck, planting kisses until he sunk his teeth in.

The gasp was involuntary, along with the shiver.

His dangerous hands wandered down Kellen’s body on a mission.

He gripped Kellen’s cock in his hand firmly, while he shifted on the bed, turning Kellen knot his back fully while he loomed over him.

Rhys was on his forearm above Kellen, staring into his eyes as Kellen gazed back at him.  “Well, if you’re going to a meeting, let me have my breakfast.” Kellen shivered at his husky voice.

He raised his hands up to touch his neck and face, Kellen’s touch gentle, coaxing.  “Are you very hungry?” Kellen asked softly, and the harsh edge to this man, to his eyes, softened slightly.

Kellen was pretty sure that Rhys thought he was going to say no to him, so he’d pounced.

Little did he know that now that the flood gates had been opened, there was no going back for Kellen.  Kellen had realised it as soon as his lips had touched Kellen’s skin yesterday.

Putting his foot down at his Esper antics was going to be a rather difficult task now that he knew he was going to enjoy whatever the Captain had planned.  “I am.” Rhys admitted, and Kellen felt a soft smile cross his lips.

His eyes, which had been a bright yellow in colour instead of the soft golden tone Kellen was used to, changed.

He was coming down from whatever edge he had been on when he’d woken up.  “Alright then Rhys, you can have your breakfast.

I just need to be able to go to the gym after.” Kellen told him and watched as he melted.

Rhys closed his eyes, lowering his head until his forehead was pressed into his chest.

Kellen felt his whole body tremble and he exhaled.  “Fuck.” Kellen didn’t say anything as Rhys gathered himself.

Kellen ran his hands through his hair, his touch gentle and that seemed to soothe him further.

It took a couple of moments, but when Rhys spoke he understood that the last two weeks had been very hard for him as well.

Rhys had just been masking it until now.

“I thought…I thought that maybe it had all been a dream.” Rhys muttered into Kellen’s skin and he sighed.  “I can’t disagree with you.

Having a naked Captain Rhys Thatcher in my bed is quite the fantasy.” Kellen murmured teasingly, and when Rhys’ eyes met his own, he smiled at him.

Rhys trembled in his hands, and he lowered his head again, rubbing his forehead against the skin of Kellen’s chest.  “I would do anything for you.” His voice was quiet, but the words had quite the impact on Kellen.

He felt his face heat, and his heart jumped in his chest.

Stunned at the firm, but quiet words, Kellen’s hands froze in their soothing movements.

When Rhys raised his head to glance at Kellen, his eyes seemed hesitant until he saw Kellen’s expression.  “You don’t need to have such thoughts.” Kellen told him, having to look away from his sincere, vulnerable yellow gaze.

It felt too intense, like he was looking through Kellen.

Rhys had sensed a weakness, and like the man he was, he rose again, looming over Kellen.  “I would also do anything to you, Kellen, since just like you, having the Field Guide Kellen Woods naked in any bed has been a fantasy of mine.

Did I ever tell you about my naughty dreams involving one of the tents from the front lines?” Rhys didn’t give Kellen much time to think, the tender moment gone, and the hungry Captain back in full force.  His lips trailed down his body, pausing at his nipples to kiss and bit his fill.

Kellen winced at the attention there, and Rhys kissed the bites better.

In between his kisses he continued his story.  “Guide Woods would have been randomly assigned a tent without knowledge that it was mine as well.

We are on the same mission, a rare occasion for a Captain, but both of my lieutenants who normally work on the front lines are involved in training and can’t be here currently.

I come in, in slightly rough shape, having also been assigned a random tent.

I walk in on Guide Woods changing, since I would have assumed I had my own tent.  “As soon as we make eye contact, it’s over.

I’m on Guide Woods like a man starved, and he knows exactly what kind of state I’m in.

He’s willing, able, and the guidance feels soooooo good.” At the mention of guidance, Kellen’s cheeks turned pink as he had to look away from him trailing down his body.

Kellen stared up at the ceiling, panting slightly.  “Does my guiding feel good?” Kellen asked softly, and Rhys chuckled, pressing a kiss against Kellen’s abs.

Kellen felt his muscles contract at the soft, slightly wet touch.  “What a silly question to ask.

Your guiding, Kellen, is incredibly intoxicating.

I’m going to be addicted to it when we move from just holding hands.

Imaging you guiding me while sucking my cock…” Kellen glanced down at him as he trailed off, only to meet the deep, golden gaze of Rhys Thatcher, a man on his knees, inches away from Kellen’s cock.

He licked his lips and Kellen nearly swallowed his tongue.  “In my fantasies, your jacket is off, your leather straps are still on, your shirt is pulled up enough to show off those pretty nipples of yours, and I’ve ripped the seat out of your pants.

Your face is flushed with desire, and you aren’t even able to talk with how deeply I’ve pleasured you.

You have your back on the shitty cot they provide for basics, and I’m plunging my cock into your sweet little hole while you whimper, biting your hand to keep the noises you’re making in.

You hate letting others hear you, even as you pour your guiding into me through our connection.

Your body is covered in cum, in fact, the tent smells of sex and sweat and I love it.

Watching you swallow my cock, lose yourself in the pleasure my body gives you….” A shiver went through his body and Kellen couldn’t take his eyes off of his flushed face.  Kellen knew he was unbearably hard from his story, the image he was projecting.

It was so vivid, that Kellen could see it in his own mind, almost feel exactly what he was saying.

Kellen had almost forgotten Rhys had his hand around Kellen’s cock until he suddenly gave it a squeeze, and Kellen gasped at the sudden pressure.

Nervous, he wasn’t sure what Rhys had planned and then that damned, mischievous grin crossed his face.

The one that made Kellen want to forget about any promises he’d ever made.  “I’m excited just thinking about how I’m going to be able to see that soon.” His free hand moved, gripping Kellen’s ass, spreading it apart until the air kissed his ass.

“Imagining this little hole taking all of me as I fill you up with cum?

Ugh, I wonder how many times you’re going to climax the first time we make love?

What are you hoping for?

Five, six times?” Rhys licked his lips.

“Me?

Personally, I would like to start training you so that you’re able to come from just your prostate.

How fucking hot would it be if you were able to cum just from your ass?

Have you ever heard of dry orgasms, Kellen?” Kellen felt his head swim from the way the Captain was speaking, behaving.

Why had he forgotten that the Captain was just as bad as Brent and Hill?

There was a reason he was friends with her!

“I-Isn’t that kind of talk a little bit too advanced for someone like me?

Can’t we…do things normally?” Kellen asked tentatively, and Rhys laughed.  “We always can, but if I want you to cum six times you’re just going to be exhausted if we do it the normal way.” Rhys said, a glint in his eyes.  A warning alarm, and a sense of danger washed over Kellen as Rhys released his cock and stuck his fingers into his mouth.

Kellen went to open his own to complain, or even suggest that he stop, but it was too late.

He’d already taken his fingers out of his mouth with a dangerous grin on his face.  “We’ll start training now, shall we?

Breakfast, lunch and dinner, I’m going to make sure that you’re so prepared for our first night together that you’ll have it marked on your calendar with a big heart drawn around it.” Rhys’ fingers played at Kellen’s asshole, and he shivered.

In his opinion, it was too early in the morning to be fingered in the ass, but apparently the Captain did not agree.

“R-Rhys, maybe we shou-” The words were sucked out of Kellen’s body as Rhys’ lips wrapped around Kellen’s cock.

Shocked, Kellen’s mouth stopped moving as Rhys’ tongue played with Kellen’s slit.

The soft, warm suction of his mouth, combined with the feeling of his finger entering Kellen’s ass was overwhelming.  Kellen could feel his system short-circuiting.

Rhys kept his eyes on Kellen’s face as he sucked on his cock, his tongue skillful, and his fingers firm and curling.

Kellen wanted to escape his touch, wiggle his way out of this, since this was too much stimulation for him in the morning.  Rhys sensed this, and with his free hand, he pressed against Kellen’s chest, keeping him to the bed with his back against it.

It was such a show of power Kellen shook.

Rhys was ruthless this morning, only giving Kellen a minute to get used to one finger before adding another.

Watching his head bob on his cock, and the look in those golden eyes, the depth of his hunger…Kellen let out a shaky exhale, feeling his whole body tense.  “Rhys, this, I-” Kellen whimpered as he began to bob his head in time to him fingering Kellen’s ass, and Kellen threw his head back against the bed, his mind going blank with pleasure.

Then, when his finger curled up into the right spot, Kellen was a goner.

The noise that came out of his body as he came was indescribably, but Rhys didn’t let go of Kellen’s cock.

He sucked every last drop out of him until Kellen was a quivering, quaking mess on the sheets.  Gasping for air, Kellen lay on his back, staring blankly at the ceiling as Rhys slowly pulled his fingers out of Kellen’s ass with one last wiggle.

When his face came into view, Kellen wasn’t sure what to expect.

Rhys’ lips covered his, and using his other hand, the one that hadn’t been fingering Kellen, he angled his chin, tilting his head at the right angle to devour him.  Kellen had a feeling that letting this man have this much control over him might be a bad thing in the long run.

He was going to have to put his foot down about how this relationship was advancing at some point, but right now, with his tongue in Kellen’s mouth, and his body satiated, he didn’t want to.

CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB He’s a hungry man.