(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 219

Chapter 219: Taking care of your Guide Chapter 219: Taking care of your Guide “T-This isn’t what someone would do if they were begging.” Kellen protested, breathless, as the Captain stared down at him.

Their cum covering Kellen’s chest as he tried to gather himself.  The Captain had been relentless, ruthless, and had worked Kellen up to a fever pitch before letting him cum.

At one point, he’d even gripped Kellen’s cock in his hand, preventing him from cumming.

Kellen could still feel the tears in his eyes as he remembered that moment.  But he had been right about one thing.

The Captain had begged Kellen to cum.

While holding his cock.

Kellen had been a mess, and it seemed that that had only made the Captain more wild.

More rough, more hard.  He’d eventually cum, painting Kellen’s chest with it, and now here he lay, covered in both of their cum, his chest rising and falling rapidly.  The Captain wasn’t much better, his chest heaving as if he had just run a few miles, his eyes glowing Esper bright, and his grip still tight on Kellen’s legs.  “Fuck.

You look so pretty painted with my cum.” Kellen felt his face turn red at the Captain’s muttered words.  “W-What does that even mean?” Kellen asked, his chest tight.

Rhys raised his gaze to Kellen’s face, and received the full impact of his eyes.  He was still…it was clear that Rhys still wanted to do more.

Kellen didn’t think he had it in him.

When Rhys gave him a slow, lazy, smile, Kellen worried that he was going to be flipped and Rhys was going to go to town again.  Instead, Rhys bent Kellen in half again to press a soft, gentle kiss against his lips.

At complete odds with his bright, hard golden eyes.  “You are pretty without the cum on your chest.

Sexy too, but I do like the way you look, all satiated and flushed with my cum on your skin.

It dips into the valleys between your muscles.

That’s so fucking hot.” Rhys’ breath was coming faster, and Kellen didn’t stop worrying that Rhys wanted to do more.  Glancing up quickly to meet Kellen’s gaze, Rhys pressed another kiss against his lips, and sat back up.

He released Kellen’s legs, laying them gently down side by side before he got off the bed.

Kellen could tell he was hard again, but he didn’t mention it.  Instead, he headed for the bathroom, and Kellen could hear the sound of the taps turning on before he came back with a damp face cloth.  “That being said, it shouldn’t stay on you for long.” Rhys’ voice was soft, warm, and Kellen swallowed.

Rhys chuckled.

“I think this is the first time you’ve managed to stay awake after we get intimate.” Rhys said, and Kellen nodded numbly.  Rhys’ touch was gentle, soft, warm, caring.

Something warm settled into Kellen’s chest at the simple fact that Rhys had made sure the cloth was warm.

It was something simple, but proved that he cared for Kellen.  “Are you usually this kind after?” Kellen asked, and Rhys froze.  “Kind?

Kellen, I’m not bragging, but this is basic aftercare.

Why?

Were you expecting something different?” Rhys asked, and Kellen wasn’t sure how he should answer that.

Rhys shifted, his expression growing concerned.

“Kellen, please don’t tell me you were expecting that I would leave you a mess after we spent time together like this.

Please?” Kellen didn’t want to disappoint him, so he kept his mouth shut.  Rhys groaned, closing his eyes before he took a deep breath in.

On its release, he opened his eyes to stare down at him.

Leaning in, he pressed a kiss against his lips again.  “Kellen, the man who holds my heart, you are so silly sometimes.” Kellen wasn’t sure what to say.

He didn’t think it was a strange thing to think.

Most times, Guides were in charge of any clean up that was needed after sessions.

Hesitating, Kellen voiced that.  “Well, Rhys, is it so strange?

Most Guides are responsible for clean up after sessions.

Haven’t you noticed that?” Rhys stared at Kellen in shock.  “No.

Absolutely not.

I would never do that, and I have never done that.

I always treated any Guide who touched me well.” Rhys was practically puffing up his chest, proud that he would never treat someone that way.

Kellen felt his body shake as he laughed.

His whole body shook as he laughed at how cute Rhys looked in this context.  “Well, I’m glad that you treated your other Guides well.” He was still laughing, but Rhys went white.  “Of course, I’m not going to be doing that with anyone else but you.” Rhys said, and Kellen gave him a confused look.  “Of course.

I know that.

But it isn’t like we can ignore our pasts.

I am currently active duty right now for guiding, but I’m at my usual level whereas you, Rhys, needed more extreme levels of guidance.” Kellen smiled softly at the Esper, and Rhys swallowed.  “W-Well, I’m glad that you’re so…accepting.” Rhys muttered, and Kellen chuckled.  “Rhys, I would never get angry for something like that.

Especially when all the people who came before me made sure that you were alive.

Otherwise, we wouldn’t be like this, would we?

You wouldn’t be able to cover me in your cum.” Kellen teased, and Rhys flushed.  “W-Well, that’s one way to look at it.” He swallowed, glancing down Kellen’s body and his gaze zeroed in on the gunshot wound on Kellen’s thigh.

His expression hardened, his gaze dimming, and Kellen frowned.

Rhys backed off of the bed, his smile a little forced.

“I’m going to grab…some pants for us to wear.

Stay there.” Kellen didn’t think there was anywhere else he could be.  Watching Rhys basically flee the room, Kellen felt a chuckle fill him again.

The man was so bold in pretty much every other aspect of his life, but when it came to worrying if Kellen was worried about the Guides who came before him, he balked immediately.

It was hilarious in Kellen’s mind.  Yes, Kellen didn’t like that Rhys had so much experience, but it came with the package.

Anyone who had anything above C Class powers was going to be seen to a lot.

And Rhys was an S Class, who had to actively reset himself once a week so he wasn’t insane.  Kellen would never ask him to change himself.

Nor would he ever be upset at those who had kept him alive up to this point.

Yes, it was Kellen’s job now, and he would kill anyone who tried to take his place, but that didn’t mean he was going to disrespect those who came before him.  Taking a moment now that he was basically alone, not covered in his and the Captain’s spent passions, and was actually feeling quite comfortable, he reflected on the day he had.  It had been a wild one.

It started fine, and then everything had slowly dipped into chaos.

From being ‘locked up’ in Guiding Center C, to dealing with everything that resulted from that.

Him throwing up because of the disgusting ‘taste’ of the Esper he had guided, to meeting his Father and then… The assassination attempt.  Who the fuck had the balls to try and kill his Father?

In broad daylight, no less?

It made his blood boil just thinking about it.

His Mom would probably never recover from it.

He could see it in her eyes.

This was going to scar her for life.

He just worried that she was going to try to box his Dad up.

And if she did that, she was going to regret it.  As much as they joked that his Dad was the prefect image of a Guide, he didn’t want his wings clipped.

He needed to be able to move around.

Short term?

He could handle it.

But Kellen worried that his Mom would try to make it a long term thing.

And that would slowly kill his Father.  Rhys came back with two pairs of underwear as Kellen mulled over the future.  “Do you think Taylor will give me the green light to move around tomorrow?” Kellen asked, and watched as his face darkened.  “I wouldn’t give you the green light to move around tomorrow, especially if you plan to leave the Tower.

I am not okay with that.

We still don’t have confirmation if they were targeting just one of you, or both of you.” Kellen went to sit up, but Rhys shook his head, “I’ve got it.

You remain lying down.

I want to take care of you.” He told him, and Kellen wasn’t sure what to say to that.  “Well, I don’t mean on my own.

I’ll use a cane or something if you want me to, but I have too much to do in place of Casper.

We can’t have both of us down, especially with Casper not in the Tower itself.” Rhys sighed, staring at the man who held his heart, and shook his head with a weak smile.  “I cannot fight you.” Rhys said, and Kellen smiled.  “Thank you.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB Thank you for reading