(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 188

Chapter 188: It’s just a little kiss Chapter 188: It’s just a little kiss “Fuck.” The words escaped the Captain’s lips before he pressed his mouth against Kellen’s, devouring the man like the two of them had wanted the whole time.

The thin line that the two of them had been walking was gone, and Kellen found himself burying his hands in the Captain’s hair, yanking him forward as the Captain deepened the kiss into a level two.

Kellen groaned against his lips.  He had wanted, no, craved this kind of touch from the man.

He was actually a bit scared about the desire he felt for this man.

Was it normal to want someone this badly?

Was he normal for wanting him like this?  Rhys was the one to pull away, pressing hot, wet kisses against Kellen’s throat that had Kellen gasping for air.

As if his kisses hadn’t already done that.  “Close the laptop.” Rhys ordered, and Kellen’s fuzzy mind registered what he said.

Turning slowly, he made sure his work was saved even as Rhys kissed and licked his neck before he closed the laptop.

Turning back to Rhys, Kellen wanted to drown in the golden gaze directed to him.

“How about we practise guiding through kisses right now?

Before you get exhausted?” Rhys suggested, his words like honey to Kellen’s ears.

Kellen couldn’t find it in him to resist him.

Kellen wanted his lips on him more.  “Taylor said you should set the 15 minute timer.

Said I’d be too distracted.” Kellen whispered, and found himself scooped up in Rhys’ arms.  Rhys had planted his hands firmly on Kellen’s ass, and Kellen wrapped his legs around his waist.

He fucking loved when Rhys showed off his strength.

They moved, and Kellen thought he was going to take them to the couch.

Rhys breezed right past it, heading for the stairs.  Kellen’s stomach did flips, but he couldn’t care beyond the butterflies in his stomach.

Wrapping his arms around his shoulders, Kellen pressed himself against the man just as much as he wanted.

Kellen pressed a kiss against Rhys’ cheek and Rhys froze mid-step.

Sense that he didn’t hate it, Kellen pressed another kiss against his neck, and Rhys let out a deep, arousing groan.  “Fuck.” He exclaimed.

Kellen didn’t realise that they had moved until the door to his bedroom slammed against the wall.

Kellen blinked, and he found himself on his back on his bed, with the Captain whose eyes had dipped to a shimmering, glowing gold, looming over him.

Kellen watched as his gaze moved, going over his head and the bedside lamp turned on.

When his gaze turned back to Kellen, his lips twisted slightly before Kellen found himself pressed into the bed, the Captain’s lips on his own.  Groaning, Kellen gripped onto the back of his neck and Rhys took that as a sign he could press him deeper.

The Captain’s crotch was pressed against the seam of Kellen’s sweats, his semi-hard cock rubbing against Kellen’s ass.

The deeper they kissed, the more the Captain ground himself against Kellen.

Kellen was getting overwhelmed by the pleasure, but he knew he had to lay down the law.

Before he lost all sense of reason.  “T-Timer.” Kellen ordered, breaking away for a moment from the all consuming way Rhys kissed him.

Rhys grumbled, hating that Kellen had broken contact with his lips.  Slamming something down beside Kellen’s head, Kellen glanced over and noticed it was a phone.

Rhys fumbled for a second before the timer screen came up, and he set it for 15 minutes.  “I’m still kissing you once this timer is up.” Rhys warned, the S Class in his tone and Kellen nodded.  “Just no more guiding after that.” Kellen told the both of them.

It was a warning, and a promise.

There couldn’t be more after that, since they didn’t know how it would affect Kellen yet.

The two of them stared at each other, looking over the hungry, desire-filled gaze staring back at them.  After confirming that Kellen was still with him, Rhys fell onto Kellen like an animal.

His lips and teeth on Kellen almost distracted him from the fact that he was supposed to be guiding.

Feeling his cheeks heat in embarrassment at failing to do his job properly, Kellen let the soft, warm feeling leave his body.  It was different from the other times, since this was intentional.

Kellen didn’t count the previous times, since he was pretty sure the Captain was the one who had been pulling the guiding out of him then.

Kellen could feel the power leaving his body, and going to the Captain through their kiss.

Their tongues being the connecting line between them, and both groaned at the same time.

Rhys ground his now erect cock against Kellen’s ass and Kellen squeezed Rhys with his thighs, his cock painfully hard.  Kellen had known somewhere in the back of his mind that guiding while being intimate was going to be addicting.

But, Kellen had never experienced it.

So, he had taken on a slight holier than thou mindset without even being aware of it.

He had thought that he was going to be fine.

That he wasn’t going to be that affected.

He’d be different.  How wrong had he been.  Rhys’ hands on him felt like a brand, and each stroke of his tongue against Kellen’s had him nearly exploding in his sweats.

He felt like a teenager again.

It was embarrassing, but thankfully, Rhys wasn’t faring any better.

Whenever they made eye contact, Rhys had a wild edge to his eyes.  Kellen only had a second before he was swallowed up by the guiding.  Kellen hadn’t expected to arrive at the ocean inside of the Captain, but he should have.

Something felt…different about it though.

He wasn’t sure if an ocean could be sexual, but the way the waves lapped at him, brushing against his skin felt…wet and intimate.

Kellen was shivering.

It felt like…it felt like the ocean was licking him.  Flushing at the thought, since oceans couldn’t do that, Kellen worked hard on pouring a normal, regular amount of guiding into the ocean.

He kept getting distracted, since it felt like the ocean had tendrils that were reaching for Kellen, swirling around his legs and arms.

Kellen was feeling overwhelmed as he fought the feeling of what the ocean was doing to him, and tried to focus on what Rhys was doing to him.  Normally, during regular guiding sessions, or at least what Kellen was used to, no one touched each other.

Or even moved.

Especially because everything was being monitored.

The guiding rooms all around?

The beds were basically giant monitors.

At least that was what Kellen was told.  Because Kellen had never done proper guiding like this before.

It felt…overwhelming.

Kellen was doing his best to control the level of guiding he was giving, trying to keep it consistent even as the Captain pulled Kellen’s cock out of his pants and gripped him in his hand.  Shocked, Kellen let out a choked gasp against Rhys’ lips.

Rhys didn’t give up, and with another choked sound, Kellen came into his hand.  Instead of stopping, or even slowing down to give Kellen some time to recover and be embarrassed at how quickly he came, Rhys settled even further on top of him.

Kellen was having a hard time separating what was reality, and what was happening in the guiding space.

It was overstimulating, having the water stroke him, and Rhys doing it in real life.  Kellen was embarrassed as he got hard all over again, while the Captain smiled against Kellen’s lips.

He didn’t pull away, and Kellen moaned as he rocked his hips against his hand, still guiding him as he clawed at his back, holding onto the Captain like an anchor as they devoured each other.  The alarm went off, and Rhys slowly pulled away.

Kellen chased his lips, dazed, confused, and so full of desire he didn’t know what to do with himself.

Rhys was laughing, his shoulders shaking and it took Kellen’s fogged brain a moment to register it.  Upon everything coming back to him, Kellen flushed and tried to scramble away.

Rhys wouldn’t let him.

Rhys towered over him, pressing Kellen back into the sheets with a hand as he slowly ground his cock against Kellen’s ass, eliciting a moan from Kellen’s lips.  “Wakey wakey Guide Woods.

Are you back amongst the living?” Rhys teased, and Kellen wanted to bury his head in the sand.

He could not believe his own response.  “I didn’t really-” Kellen started, but Rhys cut him off.  “Oh you really did.” He bent forward, a shit eating grin on his face.

“Did you like more intimate guiding, Mr.

Woods?” Kellen scrunched up his face at his words, and Rhys chuckled.

“I do believe we went a little farther than just kissing.” He teased, pressing soft kisses against Kellen’s face.

Kellen wanted to die from embarrassment.  “I…We…We can’t tell Taylor.” Kellen ended, and it was clear he was pouting.

Rhys chuckled, pulling back far enough that he could look over Kellen before he pressed a kiss against Kellen’s forehead.  “Alright.

I don’t want to get yelled at either.” He agreed, and Kellen let out a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness.

Kellen nearly jumped as he felt the Captain’s teeth sink into his earlobe.

“But now that you are all done, can I get some relief too?” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB What do you think they are going to do next?