(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 309

Chapter 309: I’m not afraid of you Chapter 309: I’m not afraid of you “Come here, Rhys.” Kellen ordered, and Rhys swallowed before he glanced up at Kellen’s face through his eyelashes.

The man’s eyes were wet, he was going to cry.

Kellen wasn’t sure what the feeling in his chest was when he realised that.

All he knew was that he didn’t like it, and he was going to comfort this man.  “What do you want me to do?” Rhys asked, sniffing and Kellen made sure his shirt wasn’t in the way.

Then, he glanced down at his own body.  Okay, he would admit it.

That did look pretty nasty.  It didn’t feel nasty, however, since Taylor had done a good job on it.

Even though it was probably very intensive to heal, she had made sure that it caused him the least amount of pain.

She had already told him that breaks were easy to heal.

Bruising probably took a lot out of her.

She’d done that though, and had asked him to guide her so that she could.

He really needed to give her more than some cookies they had worked on together to make.  Kellen raised his hand to his own chest, gently touching the bruise.

It barely hurt, just a slight ache and knowing that, Kellen raised his other hand, wiggling his fingers in a demanding motion.

Rhys, confused, placed his hand in Kellen’s and Kellen guided his hand to his exposed chest.  “Touch me, Rhys.

Feel me.

I’m still alive, and you aren’t hurting me.” Rhys’ fingers were trembling as Kellen pressed his hand against his wounded chest.

“Taylor did a good job.

I’m okay.

I promise.” Rhys shook his head, and Kellen felt his heart break as a tear slid down his cheek.  “God.

I thought I was going to explode when I saw you hurt.” He murmured and spread his hand.

He glanced up at Kellen, his gaze probing, before Kellen nodded and Rhys added his other hand.

He shaped his chest, feeling him up in a way that Kellen hadn’t experienced yet.  He was checking him.

Making sure he was in one piece.

Kellen felt his heart ache.  “You almost did.

I had to talk you down.” Kellen reminded him and Rhys nodded, exhaling.  “I’m honestly still not feeling exactly stable right now either.” Kellen chuckled.  “I’m in charge of you, remember?

I know that.

Do you want to do some higher level guiding with me on the bed, sweetness?” Kellen watched as his lip twitched, but his gaze didn’t move from Kellen’s chest.  “Sweetness?” Rhys repeated and Kellen nodded.  “You started this.

I’m not calling you sweetheart.

That’s what my parents do, and that’s a line I don’t want to cross.” Kellen told him and Rhys snorted.  “Did you just try to tempt me into bed with you?” Rhys asked, his fingers spread against Kellen’s chest, wide.

Kellen wouldn’t lie and say he wasn’t reacting to Rhys’ hands on him, but the man was paying attention to something else.  “Well, if something happens after that, who am I to say no?

You wanted to show me something since I want your cock in my mouth.

Do I think we should guide while I do that?

Not yet.

But…I might be convinced to do that soon.” Rhys’ gaze did flick to Kellen’s when he said that.

The man’s gaze started to burn, the gold so vibrant that Kellen almost had to look away.  Kellen was actually surprised by how quickly he spiraled into desire.

Or…maybe he shouldn’t be.

The man was an S Class.

He wasn’t exactly in a stable, normal environment.

Kellen was partially to blame, since Rhys did care about him greatly, but Rhys was going to have to get used to some level of danger.  Kellen was going to have to make some concessions, and even he would admit this was a lot of different types of injuries, but this was his life.

He would admit that Rhys was doing a great job of not freaking out on him, at least.

Just on others.  “You would…guide me while sucking me off?” Rhys whispered.

“What is it?

My birthday?” Rhys asked and Kellen snorted.  “Your birthday is a few months out, Rhys.

And I also said I’m not ready for it now, so who knows?

Maybe it will be part of your birthday present.” Rhys groaned, closing his eyes for a moment, his hands still shaking against Kellen’s skin.  “Baby, I am doing my best here, alright?

You are in no position to be on the receiving end of my lust, especially injured even more.

You’re inexperienced, and I don’t want to hurt you.” Rhys was setting clear boundaries, letting Kellen know what he was feeling at the moment.

Kellen understood, but felt he wasn’t trusting him, or Kellen enough.

“Do you want to make out with me and rub our cocks against each other while we do so?

I’ll even let you cum on my face.

I hear people like that.” The words tumbled out of Kellen’s mouth and Rhys’ groan filled the air between them.

He bent, practically folding in half as he rested his forehead against Kellen’s bare shoulder.  “Why are you turning me on more?” He accused and Kellen chuckled.

He raised his hands, wrapping them around the back of his neck, holding Rhys there.  “I know you have a strong desire.

Most Espers do.

I’m not exactly able to fulfill that.

If we were just a pair, there is a chance I might tell you to go to someone else to fulfill that, but as your boyfriend, I am not that generous.

You’re right when you say that I am inexperienced, but I can’t exactly gain experience if you don’t help me, Rhys.” Rhys flinched.

Kellen gentled his voice.

“I’m not saying we rush into it.

I’m no fool.

I’m just saying, we do what we can.” Rhys shuddered.

The hands that were pressed against his chest began to run over his skin until they were against his back.

Kellen kind of liked how big his hands felt holding him.  “What do you mean by that?” Rhys asked and Kellen shrugged.  “Um, well, I just…thought about things I’d like to do with you and what was feasible?” Kellen offered and Rhys turned, tilting his head until his ear was against his shoulder.

His gaze was golden, predatory sharp, and Kellen knew he wasn’t just speaking to Rhys anymore.

He was speaking to the S Class tendencies that Rhys tried to hide from everyone, not just him.  “What kind of things did you think about with me, Kellen?” Kellen met his gaze head on.  “Well, I have a limited range of movement.

I can’t exactly suck you off like I want to, but I can jerk you off.

Or you could jerk yourself off.

I hear that cuming over the pair, or in the pair usually helps, but since we can’t do the second half, the first half will have to do.” Kellen told him.

“You don’t have to just cum on my face either.

I can roll over and you can come on my ass too.” Kellen offered and watched as Rhys’ expression tightened.  He closed his eyes, silent for a few moments and Kellen didn’t take it personally.

He, like Kellen, had probably been suppressing his feelings for a long time.

Kellen wanted to be the safe space that Rhys was turning into for him as well.

Taking a load really wasn’t a big deal in the grand scheme of things.  He also liked it too, so it wasn’t a bad thing for him either.  “I…hate to admit, but that sounds like something I need right now.” Rhys admitted.

“Are you sure you’re okay with that?

I could be…a little wild.

I won’t hurt you.

I will never hurt you without your full consent.” Rhys was oddly firm about this, but Kellen just found it endearing.  “Rhys, I know that.

I trust that you wouldn’t, and I wouldn’t have offered it up if I wasn’t certain about it either.

Now, are we going to make out or what?

I think I’m already hard from the way you’ve been looking at me like you want to eat me.” Rhys’ face flushed at Kellen’s forward words before he grinned.  “You’re going to be a terror once you know what you like in bed, aren’t you?” Rhys said and Kellen smirked.  “Don’t pretend like you’re upset about that.

You’re the one who wants to see me in the Captain uniform.” Kellen teased and Rhys laughed.  “You’re right about that.

Damn, you being all confident and bossing me around?

Yes please.

I can’t wait until I fill you up to the brim.

Once you know what you like, fuck.

I can already imagine you riding me.” Kellen, who had only seen videos for research, had a vague understanding of what he meant.

His stomach tingled, anticipation filling him.  “How prepared are you wanting me to be?” Kellen asked and Rhys froze.  “I want you to be addicted to my dick from the first stroke, Kellen.” Kellen glanced at him, his fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.  “That doesn’t seem really…practical.

Most say that the first time can be enjoyable, but addicted?

Impractical.” Kellen knew he was barking up the wrong tree right now, but he could still feel the way Rhys’ fingers were shaking as he held him.

He would rather him worked up sexually, then worked up because he thought he had failed Kellen.

It was ridiculous.

Kellen never saw it that way, and never would.  “Impractical?

I’m going to make you regret those words.

Come here.

I need to prove a point.” Rhys grumbled, his voice deep and Kellen felt a shiver of anticipation run down his spine.

He let the man push him over, pushing him further up the bed, his weight coming down on him just enough to hold him in place on the bed.

“Is this alright?” Rhys asked, his gaze roaming his face and Kellen snorted.  “Rhys, just fucking kiss me before I get impatient with you.” Kellen ordered and Rhys bent, a smile on his lips.  “We’ll have to work on that, won’t we?” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB A forward Kellen trying to take Rhys’ worries away.

Especially after the day they both had.