(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 247

Chapter 247: A quiet, domestic moment Chapter 247: A quiet, domestic moment Kellen wasn’t sure how he felt as he laid against Rhys’ back in the giant bathtub.

His ass stung, and Rhys felt slippery against his back, but he liked being so close to him and the feel of his warmth wrapped around him.  “Are you tired?” Rhys asked, and Kellen found himself nodding his head.  “Yeah, but I shouldn’t sleep.

I haven’t eaten yet.” Kellen said and Rhys sighed.  “Well, we can’t have that.” He replied.

“I’ll order something once we’re out of the bath.

How do you feel?” He asked and Kellen felt his face heat.  “Um, sore?

My butt feels like it’s throbbing.” Kellen admitted.

“But the heat feels good on my thigh.” Rhys pressed a kiss against his forehead.  “Good.

Just a few more minutes and then I’ll help you get out.” Kellen settled against him with that confirmation and the two sat there, just enjoying each other’s company.

Kellen felt his eyes close and his body relax as he felt the warm body behind him rise and fall with their breath.  It felt very close.

Very…intimate.  Kellen had never experienced this with someone else before.

He was actually glad that Rhys was the person he was experience this with.

Rhys hadn’t given him an option either.

He’d picked him up and walked them towards the bathroom.

By the time that Kellen realised what was happening, both of them were naked, Rhys had somehow found bubble bath, and the tub was already filling.  It was like…he’d planned this in advance.

Kellen was too tired to question him about it right now.

He’d do that after they ate.  “What did you want to eat tonight?” Rhys asked softly and Kellen shrugged.  “You pick?” Rhys chuckled.

His grip tightened on Kellen.  “I’ve already had my meal.” He said and Kellen felt his face heat.  “That is not-I am not a meal!” Kellen said, his voice squeaking.

Rhys laughed heartily.  “What do you mean?

You’re not a snack either, Kellen, and it was quite a lot.

You don’t masturbate much, do you?” Kellen held his tongue.

“Do you?” Rhys asked, laughter in his voice and Kellen turned to look at him.

He was glaring at him, his face red.

Rhys’s eyes were warm, yellow, and his touch was gentle.  “That isn’t something important for you to know.” Kellen muttered, and Rhys’ eyes went wide.  “Of course it is!

Especially if I am eating it.

I want to get the full impact every time.

You’ve never had watery cum before, have you?” Kellen shuddered at even the way he said it.  “No, and I have no plans to.” Kellen said firmly and Rhys chuckled.

He pressed his lips against Kellen’s temple, his body shaking and causing the water to move too.  “Awe.

You don’t plan to make me cum a lot and then taste it?” Kellen gave him a strange look.  “Did you want me to do that?” Kellen asked and Rhys couldn’t stop shaking.  “Mm, not really?

I’m planning for you to cum a lot, but I had to ask.

I didn’t know if you liked me whimpering and shaking after cumming.” Kellen blinked slowly.

He felt his heart jump in his chest and he swallowed as he thought about what Rhys had looked like earlier after he came.  “Uh, well, I don’t…dislike how you look but it isn’t something I…want to force, I guess?

I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” Kellen muttered and Rhys sighed.  “Awe.

You’re so sweet.

Cuming for you is no strain on me, Kellen.

Now, let’s get some food into you.

I think your abs have lost a little bit of definition.

We can’t have all your hard work going to waste.” Kellen didn’t notice that he’d pulled the plug as the tub started draining and shortly after, the two of them were out of the tub, wrapped in towels, and Rhys was helping Kellen into the bedroom.  “Have I really lost that much weight?” Kellen asked as they were pulling on their underwear in the closet.

Rhys stopped, turning to stare at the Guide.  “Well, you’ve lost some, for sure.

No where near Brent or Casper levels, but you are losing it.” Kellen frowned.  “I thought I was intaking enough calories.” He muttered and Rhys’ gaze softened.

Waiting until Kellen was on both feet, he pulled the other man in for a hug.

Kellen protested at first, but then relaxed into the hold.

Rhys’ arms around him felt…nice.

He just wasn’t used to this kind of behaviour.  “Hey, you’re doing a lot, and I’m responsible for a huge chunk of that.

You eat so much more calories just for me, so there was no way you weren’t going to lose weight.

Plus, it could be from stress, or maybe your body can only take in so much.” Kellen shook his head, his grip on the Captain tightening.  “No.

Guides don’t have limits like that.

I should be able to eat and eat and eat and it should be stored in my body.

I’ve never met a Guide who had a limit.” He said sullenly and Rhys gave him a squeeze before pulling back with a smile.  “And you’ve met so many Guides.” He said.

Kellen narrowed his eyes.  “And I have access to all of the Guide channels.

Are you making fun of me?

Just because you’re an S Class Esper doesn’t mean I haven’t met a lot of Guides.

My Mom is also an A Class Esper.

I used to go with her when she travelled sometimes.” Kellen told him and Rhys’ eyes widened.  “I would never imply something so unkind about my Guide.

I know you are an educated man, and that you like to investigate things.

I assumed you gathered it through your own personal research, but having an international Guide channel would also help.” He said but Kellen didn’t feel soothed.

It still felt like he was making fun of him.

Kellen stared up at him, his eyes narrowed and Rhys smiled.

“What?” He asked and Kellen sighed.  “You don’t sound very sincere.

It feels like you are making fun of me.” Kellen turned, yanking out a t-shirt and pulling it on.

He could notice, now that it had been pointed out, that the shirt wasn’t as tight as it normally was.  “Kellen, I mean it.

I didn’t mean for you to think that I was making fun of you.

I wasn’t.” Rhys told him.

He wrapped his arms around his chest, pulling him back and pressing kisses against his shoulder and neck.

Kellen felt his anger draining from him rather quickly.

“Forgive me?

Please?” Rhys asked and Kellen felt himself crumbling.  “…Alright.” Kellen grumbled and Rhys peppered his skin with kisses.  “I have such a great partner.

Such a good man.

Look at him, forgiving me so easily?

What more could I ask for?” Rhys’ words washed over Kellen, making him more embarrassed.

Tapping at his hands, Kellen pushed him away to pull on some sweatpants.

It was hard, between his thigh and his now sore and throbbing ass, but he managed with the help of the wooden shelves in the closet.

Kellen wouldn’t let Rhys help, much to his dismay.  Where Kellen did let Rhys help was when it came to the stairs.

Rhys held Kellen’s hand as they headed towards the landing and when they got to the stairs Kellen hesitated.

Rhys looked at Kellen expectantly and Kellen had a hard time looking at him.  “Uh…” Kellen started.

It was only hard to say because Rhys was looking at him with stars in his damn eyes.  “Yes, Kellen?” Rhys said, anticipation in every muscle in his body.

Kellen flushed, sighed, and looked up at him.  “Can you help me down the stairs?

It’s…it’s hard to do on my own.” Kellen admitted and Rhys released his hand to gently take him into his arms.

At least this time he wasn’t being carried like a sack of flour over his shoulder.  “I am more than happy to help.

Thank you for trusting me.” Kellen rolled his eyes.

He’d thrown his cane away, what else could he do?

Kellen sat in Rhys’ arms as the man grinned like a fool going down the stairs.  “Why are you getting so much pleasure out of this?” Kellen asked.

“I’m injured.” Rhys shook his head, only responding when they were at the bottom of the stairs and he could give him a squeeze.  “Because this is the first time you’ve been injured like this and I’ve been allowed and able to touch you.

It was awful at first, I’ll be the first to admit that, but now…you trust me.

You allow me into your home, into your life, and allow me to take care of you.

It’s a little bit fucked up, but I don’t think I’ve been happier.” Rhys’ words washed over Kellen and he felt his heart ache.  He understood what he meant.  Kellen reached up, grabbing Rhys’ neck and pulling him down, much to his surprise.

Kellen gave him a quick peck and his cheeks flushed.

He stared up into the surprised, but warm yellow gaze above him.  “I understand what you mean.

There were several times where I wanted to…be there for you but because of who I was, and who you were, I had to hold myself back.” Kellen admitted and Rhys turned to mush.  “You also did that?” He asked softly, and Kellen nodded.

Rhys exhaled slowly, before he pressed a kiss against Kellen’s temple.

“Fuck.

We need to order food before my other head wakes up.” He muttered and Kellen jerked, before he started laughing.  “It goes to sleep?” Kellen asked and Rhys nodded.

“I thought it was always ready.” Kellen teased, and Rhys narrowed his eyes.  “Do you want to test that theory of yours, Kellen?

Because there are plenty of ways to make you feel full.” Kellen’s eyes widened as he stared up at Rhys.

His eyes hadn’t gone gold yet, so he knew he was safe for the moment.  “No thank you.” Kellen told him, and Rhys let out a bark of laughter.  “Good choice.

Now, tell me what you want to eat.

I have no preferences.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB Kellen and Rhys just…are so cute togethter sometimes.

And Rhys for sure snuck that bubble bath in there.

Absolutely.