(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 205

Chapter 205: When the adrenaline takes over (suggestive) Chapter 205: When the adrenaline takes over (suggestive) For a few short minutes the Captain was the voice of reason.  “Kellen, your wound is still freshly healed, even with Green’s help.

We shouldn’t do anything.” He argued, his breath coming in pants as his gaze zeroed in on Kellen’s lips.

Kellen licked them.

They were still lying with Kellen’s back on the Captain’s chest, but Kellen was anxious to have them chest to chest.

He wanted to taste Rhys more.  “I don’t even know where I was shot.” Kellen offered, and the Captain groaned.  “Your thigh.

You were shot in your thigh.” Kellen stared at the Captain’s lips as they moved, his heart pumping blood to other parts of his body as his head fogged.  “You’ll be careful with me, won’t you?” Kellen asked sweetly.

The Captain’s breath came out harsh.  “Oh dear fucking lord.

I am going to punish whoever taught you how to speak like that.

Was it Guide Jameson?” The Captain growled, and Kellen felt his face heat at the sound he made.

His fingers clenched on the Captain’s arms, his heart racing.  “N-No one taught me that.

Mmm, maybe I read it somewhere before?

I just know it’s true now.

Maybe it’s Guide privilege, but,” Kellen licked his lips nervously “I trust you.

You’ll make sure that I’m okay.

I don’t know why I’m so certain, but I am.” Kellen said, and the Captain growled again.  “Who the fuck gave you those books?” He demanded, and Kellen flushed.  “I asked for them.” Kellen defended.

He truly had.

He needed them too.

Rhys narrowed his gaze.  “You aren’t answering my question, Kellen.” Kellen frowned.  “Why do you want to know who gave me what I asked for?

Why aren’t you kissing me when I asked you to?” Kellen pouted, and Rhys folded.  “Fuck.

Fuck fuck fuck.

Give me a sec.” Kellen turned slowly in Rhys’ arms until they were face to face.

Kellen then leaned in, pressing his lips to Rhys’ throat.  He was still wearing his Captain uniform, and Kellen found him incredibly attractive.

Kellen could already feel that the two of them were getting hard.

Rhys was holding himself together by a thin strand that nearly snapped when Kellen grazed his teeth along the cord of his neck.

Rhys sucked in, holding his breath as his eyes glowed.  “The door’s locked.

I want to get up and close the curtain.

I know others would respect the door being locked, but I doubt you’d want Green walking in on us in a compromising position.” Rhys was speaking logically, but currently, Kellen didn’t care.  All he wanted was Rhys.

He needed to feel him after the scare he’d had, and he was not pleased that the man was putting up such a fight.

He was supposed to be his Esper?

So why was he denying him?  “Rhys, if you get up from this bed, I am going to attack you.” Kellen threatened, and Rhys froze.  “You’ll what?” Rhys asked, his voice sounding choked.

Kellen huffed.  “Why are you trying to push me away?” Kellen asked, and Rhys turned to stare down at the Guide who had fought him tooth and nail about their pairing being a romantic relationship.  Who was now demanding affection, kisses, and threatening him with a good time.  Rhys folded quickly, hiking Kellen up his body and moving the blankets out of the way.  “You’re right.

Why am I being so foolish?

I can simply cover you if someone attempts to come in.

Now come here.

I want to taste you.” Kellen met the glowing, golden gaze with a grin as their lips touched again.

This time, the angle was just right, and Kellen was able to shift forward until their chests touched.

Wrapping his arms around the man, Kellen kissed him deeply.

His fingers played in the short hairs at the Captain’s nape, enjoying the feeling of the two of them kissing.  Rhys groaned as Kellen shifted, and Rhys’ hands went to Kellen’s thighs.  “Careful, Sweetheart.

You need to be careful.” Rhys warned, and Kellen grinned against his lips.  “You’ll be careful for the two of us, won’t you, Rhys?” A shiver went through Rhys at Kellen’s words, and the man who looked at Kellen through long, dark lashes was on the edge.  “You are asking for a lot, Kellen.” Kellen leaned in, pressing his forehead against the Captain’s.  “You can handle it.

I know you can.

Do you want some guidance?

Or do you want something else?” Kellen asked, his breath coming in quick bursts.

He was working himself up, but Rhys was no better.  They were feeding off of each other.  “Dear fucking lord.

What are you thinking?

What do you want?” Rhys asked desperately, his voice raspy.

He sounded like Kellen’s voice felt.  “Can I suck you off?” Kellen asked sweetly, and Rhys’ hands tightened until bruising on Kellen’s thighs.  “Absolutely not.

But I’ve thought of something we can do.” Rhys whispered.

Kellen frowned.  “But I want-” Rhys pressed a finger against Kellen’s lips.  “Shh.

You’ll like it.

I promise.

Now, open your mouth for me.

I’m going to teach you something that you didn’t learn by sucking on those fake cocks of yours.” Kellen blinked, reminded of what he’d told him before.

Kellen felt his cheeks heat, but did as he was asked, and Rhys shivered.

“Fuck.

You’re being so damn obedient.

I’m going to cum as soon as you put your hands on me.” Kellen stuck his tongue out, his eyes curling up as he smiled at the Captain.  “Don’t get used to this.” Kellen spoke with his mouth open, and Rhys shivered.  “Fuck.

I know.

If you were always like this, I feel like I would be jumpy.

I prefer my Kellen a bit more hard around the edges.” Kellen, feeling bold, grabbed the hand that had a vice grip on one of his thighs and slid it slowly towards Kellen’s cock.

The Captain still hadn’t stuck anything into Kellen’s mouth, so he spoke.  “What about a hard Kellen?

Do you like him?” Rhys’ eyes glowed bright, and the warning bells began to ring in the back of Kellen’s mind.

Kellen didn’t care.

Rhys would never hurt him, not in this way.  “Why are you testing me so much?

We are not going the whole way in the damn Medical Bay or so help me I will blow this tower up.” Kellen tilted his head to the side, confused.  “The whole way?

I wasn’t expecting that?” Kellen said, and Rhys exhaled.  “I know you aren’t, but little Rhys isn’t in agreement.” Rhys mumbled, glancing away from Kellen before looking back at him.

“So behave.

I don’t want to do anything you would regret.

Now open your mouth again.

I’ll touch little Kellen in just a sec.” Kellen felt his cheeks heat at the way he spoke.

Little Kellen?

He’d never called his cock that.

And little Rhys?  “Rhys you are anything but lit-” Rhys covered Kellen’s mouth.

His eyes flashed dangerously.  “Do not finish that.

Not right now.

Please.

I am on the edge, and I want to take care of you.

I know you are…feeling antsy, but so am I.

Now, open your mouth.

Please.” Rhys was now the one begging, and feeling devious, Kellen opened his mouth on Rhys’s hand, darting his tongue out to lick his palm.

Rhys’ eyes began to smolder.

“Bad boy.” He growled, and Kellen felt a shiver run down his spine.

His cock jerked, and since Kellen had moved Rhys’ hand towards it, Rhys could tell.  Kellen watched as Rhys’ eyes went wide, and Kellen felt his face heat.  “Oh.

Oh.” Rhys said, before moving his hand and doing exactly as he pleased.  Slowly, he put two of his fingers into Kellen’s mouth, watching Kellen as he did so with a deep, golden gaze.

Kellen was defenseless against that look, and Rhys chuckled.  “Wider, Kellen.

Take my fingers in, and slowly, close your lips around them.

No teeth.” Rhys warned.

Kellen did as he was told, and Rhys shifted them slightly.

“Now wrap your tongue around my fingers.

Slowly, tease my fingers.

Soak them.

Imagine if it was my cock in your mouth.

What would you do?” Kellen trembled, Rhys’ seductive voice working wonders on him.  Kellen closed his eyes, imagining if it was Rhys’ cock.

He knew what Rhys liked, at least he was pretty sure, and slowly, he ran his tongue along the underside of the fingers.

He pulled the fingers slowly out of his mouth, his tongue playing with the tips.

Rhys’ breathing became erratic, as Kellen opened his eyes and met Rhys’ gaze.

Kellen’s eyes held a hint of teasing as he took Rhys’ fingers into his mouth until they were flush against his knuckles.  “You are asking for trouble.” Rhys whispered harshly, and Kellen swirled his tongue around the fingers, sucking on them deeply.

Rhys groaned.

“Fuck.

You are going to be punished for this later, Kellen.” Rhys warned, and Kellen shivered.  He had no idea what that meant, but for some reason, he wasn’t as scared as he felt he should be.

CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB A bold Kellen is a dangerous Kellen.