(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 246

Chapter 246: If you get off, I get off (m) Chapter 246: If you get off, I get off (m) Rhys pressed his lips against Kellen’s, kissing him deeply.

Kellen held onto him, shifting until their crotches rubbed against each other.

It didn’t have the desired effect that Kellen wanted, since Rhys’ cock was still in his pants, but Rhys moaned into the kiss.  Kellen was the one who bent his head and kissed his throat, nipping at the skin there with his teeth and Rhys leaned his head back, giving Kellen more access.  “Fuck.

That’s so damn hot.” Rhys sounded like the words were pulled out of him and Kellen chuckled.  “It could be hotter if you took your damn clothes off.” Kellen couldn’t help sounding a little bitter.

He’d wanted them both to be naked from the start.

Rhys was the one who had been insistent.

Rhys released his hold he had on Kellen’s lower back to cover his mouth.  “Are you really upset about that?” He asked and Kellen sunk his teeth into his neck a little deeper.

He licked the spot after Rhys had tightened his grip on the back of Kellen’s neck.  “Hmm.

It felt…weird to have the texture of your pants against my skin.

I didn’t notice it in the moment, but I don’t think I like it.” Kellen admitted quietly, thoughtfully as he continued to lick and suck on the skin made available to him.

“Besides, I want to make you feel good too.” Kellen told him.

“Did you want me to spank you too?” He asked.

He was being very genuine.  Rhys froze.

Then, his whole body shook as he started laughing.

He pulled Kellen away from his neck, pressing his lips against his own in a deep, level three kiss that had Kellen’s head feeling a little fuzzy when he pulled away.  “I’m not that into pain, Kellen.

Either giving, or receiving.” He told him and Kellen froze.  “W-What, but you said-” “I get off to whatever my partner gets off to.

Now, that’s not to say I don’t like bossing you around.

I do like giving orders.

I like it very much when you listen to me, or when you misbehave.

But, I don’t like pain the same way it appears that you do.” Kellen didn’t know what to say to that.

Rhys could tell that Kellen’s mind was going a mile a minute and he pressed a kiss against his nose.

“You’re so freaking cute.

Don’t think too hard.

Or, I can send you some links and you can look it all up.

I’m not lying.”  “But you seemed…so into it.” Kellen muttered, feeling his face flush and Rhys laughed.  “Because you were into it.

I swear, those noises?

God.

I’m going to be jerking off to those for who knows how long.

It was so fucking hot.

You’ve already felt how hard I am.

Do you need more proof?” He asked.

He leaned in, whispering into Kellen’s ears.

“Do you want me to stroke it in front of you?” He asked and Kellen shuddered.  Oh no.

That sounded very dangerous.  “Uh, I…not today?” Kellen replied.

“Can we do that when I can move on my own?” Kellen asked softly and Rhys pulled back to press his lips against Kellen’s temple.  “Of course Sweetheart.

I don’t know why you need full motion of movement since it’s just me stroking my dick, but I’ll absolutely respect your boundaries.” Kellen, who couldn’t forget everything that Rhys had done up until this point, gave him a narrowed eyed look.

Rhys blinked several times, trying to look innocent.

“What?

I will.” He defended and Kellen sighed.  “This time.

You’ve pushed my boundaries quite a bit, Captain Thatcher.” Kellen replied tartly, and Rhys’ eyes narrowed.  “Call me that again.

See where that gets you.

I can get creative in how I hold you.

I bet your ass stings like a motherfucker right now.

I bet if I stroked it you’d get hard in a second.” Rhys’ grin was feral and Kellen gulped.  Frowning, he moved his hands down his body and towards his belt.

He was getting faster at this, and he quickly released the other man’s cock.  “Try to threaten me while I’m holding your cock again, Rhys.

I dare you.” Kellen replied, tightening his grip on his cock and Rhys groaned.  “Mr.

Woods.

Are you trying to threaten your Captain?” Rhys whispered, nibbling on Kellen’s ear and he shuddered.

Holy shit.

The impact those words had on him.

Rhys didn’t even need to touch him.

He could feel his cock throbbing already.  “You threatened me first, Captain Thatcher.” He replied, and Rhys’ chuckle made the alarms start going off in the back of his mind.  “I warned you.” He muttered, before he shifted them.

Kellen found himself standing on the floor, his legs stretched out so that the pressure on his wound was relieved.

What had his face going bright fucking red was that Rhys slipped easily onto the floor, a wicked grin on his face.

Kellen gasped, his hands flying to Rhys’ shoulders trying to pull him up.  “Wait!

This is the exact opposite of what I wanted!

You haven’t cum yet!” Rhys pressed a kiss against Kellen’s thigh and Kellen sucked in.

Rhys stared up at him, feigning innocence.  “How I cum is up to me, isn’t it?

What if I want to suck you off while I stroke my dick, hmm?

Are you going to tell me no, Mr.

Woods?

Or, are you going to be a good boy for me and let me do what I want?” Kellen’s face felt unbearably warm and Rhys laughed, pressing another kiss against his thigh as Kellen’s hands tightened.  “I-If you are going to do that, take off your clothes too.” Kellen was doing his best to keep a level head.

It was getting difficult to do the closer Rhys got to his cock though.  “Negotiating in this situation?” Rhys asked, before pressing a kiss against the head of Kellen’s cock that had his toes curling.

“Cute.

I’ll allow it.

I want Kellen to have a show as well.” Rhys pulled back and Kellen had to release him.

Kellen stood, trembling slightly on unsteady legs as Rhys watched him with a serious, focused gaze as he undressed.  It was intense.  Kellen hadn’t been able to get undressed on his own, not with Rhys around, so watching him slowly take off each part of his uniform had his stomach in knots.

And the way the man was looking at him?

Like was his favourite snack and he was starved?

Kellen knew his cock jerked, and that Rhys was very aware of it.  He felt like he could hear his own heart in his ears.

He worried that Rhys could hear it too.

The Captain of the Guild was taking off his top on his knees before him.

Anyone would react this way.  Rhys seemed to know exactly what he was doing to Kellen and he winked at him.

Kellen felt his face flush as he pulled off his clothes slowly, tossing them behind his shoulder towards the closet.

Rhys then got up on his knees, working on pulling his whole belt out of the belt loops, his cock on full display.  Kellen gulped.

Fuck.

He really wanted to suck it, but there was no way he could imagine where that would be allowed.

All of the options that came to mind strained his thigh.

Fuck.

He really needed to hire more Guides.  Kellen felt his gaze drawn to every movement of the man.

His fingers, his lips and tongue, his eyes crinkling up at the corners.

Kellen’s hands fidgeted.

He wanted to touch him, but he was just far enough out of his reach that he couldn’t.

He had to wait.  “N-Next time.” Kellen started, licking his lips as he looked over the rippling body before him.

Rhys froze his moments.

“Next time you’re the one who’s going to be in just your jacket.” Kellen warned.

“And I’m going to be the one allowed to do what I want to you.” Kellen’s voice was firm, which surprised not just him, but also Rhys.  Rhys’ eyes widened, before his expression turned naughty.  “You want to boss me around?

That’s fucking hot.

Do you already know what you want to do?” He asked, and Kellen licked his lips again.

He had a…few ideas.

He’d really liked it when Rhys had lost control and thrust his cock into his mouth hard and fast, but he didn’t want to say that out loud.  Not with Rhys still wearing his pants.

“I-I might tell you if you hurry up.” Kellen suggested and Rhys laughed.  “Well, if I hurry up, I’m not going to wait to have your cock in my throat.

Are you just trying to bribe me?” Rhys teased, and Kellen nearly swallowed his tongue at the image of Rhys’ face buried in his crotch.

Fuck.  “I just-you’re taking your time.” Kellen muttered.

“And I don’t have anything to hold onto.” Rhys’ gaze went bright, and in a moment the man was fully nude, shifting closer.

He took Kellen’s hands in his own, placing them on his shoulders.  “There.

Is that better?” Rhys asked on his knees, looking up at Kellen.

Kellen swallowed.  “I, uh, yes.” He admitted.

He did feel better having something to grip onto.

Rhys’ smile was kind for only a second before it turned dirty as he turned his attention to Kellen’s cock.  “I plan to finger you while I blow you.

How do you feel about ass play right now?” Rhys blew a warm breath across Kellen’s cock and he groaned.

“We haven’t done any practise yet today.” Kellen shivered.

His grip flexed on Rhys’ shoulders and Rhys chuckled.

“From the look on your face, you seem interested.” Rhys teased, and Kellen didn’t know what to say.  What did his face look like right now?

Chuckling still, Rhys shifted closer, spreading Kellen’s legs slightly so that he could rest comfortably between them.

Kellen moaned loudly when he ran his tongue from the base of his cock to the tip.

He planted another kiss on the tip and Kellen nearly lost his mind.

His grip had to be bruising on his shoulders, but Rhys didn’t mind.  Instead, he raised his hand towards the end table, and within a moment a bottle of…lube was in his hand.

Not waiting another moment, he opened it, the sound filling the air besides Kellen’s pants and Kellen winced when the cold, slippery liquid covered his ass.  “That’s so much.” Kellen protested, and Rhys chuckled.  “I know.

I’m in a rush.” He told Kellen before he put the bottle somewhere Kellen couldn’t see but Kellen was able to feel Rhys’ fingers probing his ass.

Kellen wiggled, uncertain at first until Rhys began to suck on the tip of his cock while his fingers plunged into his ass.  Gasping, Kellen felt a shock rush through his whole body as Rhys’ other hand gripped the tender, bruised flesh of his ass and his legs almost gave out.  “W-Wait!” Kellen protested, but the chuckle Rhys gave him in response had his whole body on edge.

“R-Rhys, this is-” Kellen had already cum, but this?

This was too much.

Rhys wasn’t even deep inside of him.

He was just playing with his entrance while he swallowed all of Kellen’s cock.  It was too much.

Did Rhys want to make him a whimpering mess?

Because he was doing a great job.  “R-Rhys, I’m going to-” He pulled away, running his tongue under Kellen’s cock, sucking on his balls for a brief, powerful tug.  “I want your cum to paint my throat.” He told Kellen and Kellen felt his whole body tremble.  “That’s not-” “Are you upset?

Are you going to deny me, Kellen?

I want you to cum.

It’s okay if it’s quickly.

I’m going to be quick after you.” Rhys told him and Kellen closed his eyes.

Rhys was…he was too hot for him to say no to.  Rhys noticed that Kellen had lost some of his fight, and with a smirk, he swallowed Kellen again.

The suction felt amazing on his cock, and with Rhys making eye contact the whole time, Kellen choked on his name as he came.  Rhys swallowed every last drop, licking Kellen’s cock like his favourite candy before leaning back, his fingers still in Kellen’s ass, and using his other hand he fingered Kellen in time to his strokes.

Kellen was a mess as he watched the man jerk and tremble, jets of cum shooting from his cock.

Some of it landed on his thighs and Kellen shuddered.  Rhys sat there, panting, his eyes closed and his cheeks flushed for a moment before he opened his eyes and smiled.  “Let’s get cleaned up, hmm?” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB Kellen is so fucked.