(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 310

Chapter 310: Easy to seduce (suggestive) Chapter 310: Easy to seduce (suggestive) “Rhys, you’re going too fast.” Kellen knew that his voice was a little high, his breath coming in pants, but what else could he do?

Rhys had his lips pressed against his throat, one arm bent near Kellen’s head to give him leverage as his other hand held onto their cocks.

His grip was firm, his motions quick, rough, and tight.  Kellen thought he was going to come up off the bed if he kept going.

He could feel the tears forming in his eyes as the man continued, his tongue licking the sweat beading on Kellen’s skin.

He knew that Rhys was with him, but the grip he had on his urges were slipping.

“You taste good.” Rhys murmured and Kellen let out a shaky exhale.

He didn’t feel in control of his body.

It was like Rhys had found the controls for him and was playing him like a fiddle.

Kellen reached up, gripping onto the shirt Rhys was still wearing while Kellen was topless with his cock out.  “T-Take it off.” Kellen ordered, his voice shaking and Rhys glanced up at his face.

His lips turned up slightly.  “Take what off?” He was teasing him.

His hands slowed down, and Kellen groaned as Rhys focused on the tip of his cock.

His hips were jerking, his fingers contracting on his clothes and Rhys continued to kiss his throat and collar bone.

“Fuck.

You’re so hot.

Keep moaning for me, Kellen.

I want to hear your pleasure.” Kellen grit his teeth, his head tilted back to give Rhys more access, and as a reaction to Rhys’ thumbnail grazing his urethra.  “Rhys, I-” Kellen nearly choked when Rhys pressed his thumbnail in further.

The pain should have been a turn off, but Kellen shuddered.  “You like that?” Rhys asked, his mouth warm and damp against Kellen’s throat.

Kellen felt a daze fill his head as his hips continued to jerk.  “I’m gonna cum.” Kellen warned.

Rhys’ warm chuckle filled his ears before Rhys began his brutal pace once again.  “Come on.

Shoot it everywhere.

I want to watch.” Rhys told him, pressing another wet kiss against Kellen’s skin before pulling back.

He licked his lips, pumping their cocks in unison as Kellen gasped beneath him.

Kellen was just barely able to hold onto his shirt, his other hand falling to grip onto the sheet beneath him.

Rhys’ gaze glowed as he stared down at Kellen, watching every little twitch he made.  Kellen shuddered under the intensity, his stomach tensing as he felt himself tip over the edge.

His thighs tensed, his cock pulsing as he came.

Rhys didn’t stop, pumping him continuously and Kellen began to shake.  “Rhys, I can’t-it’s too much!” Kellen felt like he was whining, and Rhys chuckled.

He released Kellen’s cock quickly, much to his surprise, before he shuffled up Kellen’s body, still jerking his own cock.

Kellen felt his eyes widen in surprise as the man stared down at Kellen, his face slightly shadowed as he pumped his cock with his hand, hovering over Kellen’s chest.  “Rhys?” Kellen asked carefully, his chest rising and falling quickly and Rhys reached down, pressing a finger against his lips.  “Sh.

It’s okay.

I just want to look at you.” Rhys told him, his thumb delving into Kellen’s mouth, tugging on his lip.

“Fuck.

I want to see these lips wrapped around my cock as I thrust into your mouth over and over.

Will you swallow for me Kellen?

God, I want to see you spit it into your hands and show me before you pour it back into your mouth.

Ugh.

I’m cuming.” Rhys’ face tensed, a low, guttural moan leaving his lips as Kellen flinched, Rhys’ cum hitting his face and throat.  Rhys still had his finger in Kellen’s mouth, and when Kellen opened his eyes, protecting them from the spray of semen, he found that Rhys had his head tilted back, his throat in sharp contrast as his chest heaved.

The strands of his black hair shifted, causing shadows to dance along the walls.

With his cock out, still twitching, Kellen thought that he looked beautiful.  Kellen could tell he was already semi-hard again.  “Are you feeling better?” Kellen asked carefully, reaching up with his hand that he’d gripped the sheets with to wipe at his face.

Rhys opened his eyes slowly, and Kellen was able to watch the trial that his eyes followed from the deep glow they projected.  That alone told him that he wasn’t okay, but Kellen was braced for that.

Despite Rhys being worried, he knew, deep within him, that Rhys wouldn’t push too hard.

He was too worried about damaging him to do so.  Even if Kellen thought that was silly, he also realised that there was a reasonable fear there.

He was an S Class, and was quite a bit stronger than him.

Even if Kellen was an S Class as well, they wouldn’t be on even footing.

As an A Class, they really weren’t on even footing, but he knew Rhys.

He wouldn’t hurt him when he was already injured like this.  His S Class tendencies wouldn’t allow him to hurt the one who provided relief.

After all, it was one of the reasons that they were taking the guiding sessions so slow, beyond needing to build up a lower rate of calories taken per session.  Rhys’ chest was still rising and falling rather rapidly when his gaze landed on Kellen’s face.

He pinched the skin he held in between his fingers, his thumb delving into Kellen’s mouth.

Kellen, feeling a little unhinged himself, sucked it into his mouth.

Rhys grumbled, narrowing his gaze.  “The edge is barely off, Kellen.

Why are you testing the limits?” He demanded and Kellen released his finger, licking the rough texture before he spoke.

He watched as Rhys followed every movement like a hawk.  “You didn’t make out with me at all, and you haven’t shown me what you said you were going to.

I’m allowed to throw a tantrum too.” He argued and Rhys’ eyebrows shot up, before the tense way he held himself relaxed slightly.  “Is this you throwing a tantrum?

It’s adorable if that is the case.

I prefer this over anything else you could throw at me.” He joked and Kellen felt his lips tug up slightly.

Kellen felt his own gaze roaming, and he frowned at the fabric he held in his hands.  “I want you undressed, Rhys.

If we’re going to be engaging in…whatever you call this, I want to be able to see you.” Kellen knew it sounded like an order, and maybe it was.

He found that he really liked looking at Rhys when they were like this.

He also hated the feeling of cloth against his skin when he was on the precipice of cuming.  Rhys’ eyebrows shot up further, before a charming, dangerous smile crossed his face.  “You really are ordering me around, aren’t you?” He chuckled, more to himself than anything else, before he gently took his hand out of Kellen’s mouth and turned to gently take his hand off of his shirt as well.

Smirking, and winking at Kellen, he tugged his shirt up and over his head and Kellen wasn’t afraid to admit that he was checking him out.  Rhys laughed as he tossed the shirt to the side, his hands on his hips as he stared at Kellen ogling him.  “Man, it’s flattering that you’re looking at me like that Babe.

You could make a prostitute blush.” Rhys teased, and Kellen raised his gaze to him.

“What do you mean?” He asked, his focus on the half naked man with his semi hard cock out.

Rhys chuckled, shaking his head.  “Nothing that you need to worry your pretty head about.

Shall we help you out of those pants?

I did make a promise, after all.

How about I get you nice and naked and then we make out, hmm?” Kellen frowned, but was easily swayed by him approaching.

When he put his hands on Kellen’s bare waist, Kellen found himself nodding, watching his muscles flex as he bent.

“Kellen, you shouldn’t be showing me how easy it is to seduce you.” Rhys teased and Kellen swallowed.  “I…um, I shouldn’t?” He asked and Rhys laughed.  “You’re so cute.” Rhys told him, leaning in and kissing his lips.

Kellen was the one who continued the kiss, deepening it, and Rhys groaned.

He gave in, kissing Kellen deeply.

Forgoing getting him undressed to run his hands over his bare upper body until he buried his fingers into Kellen’s hair, tugging to a nearly painful level but Kellen turned into mush under his hands.  Kellen wasn’t even aware he was wiggling, pressing himself against Rhys as he kissed him, little noises coming from his lips as Rhys kissed him just the way he wanted him to.  When Rhys pulled away, his lips slightly swollen and damp, Kellen stared up at him, opening his eyes, slightly dazed.

Rhys moved one of his hands, running a finger through a trail of cum on his face still.  “You are so damn beautiful.” He told him, and Kellen only wondered for a second if that was because he had his cum on his face.

Rhys didn’t let him ponder too long.

“And that’s without the cum on your face.

The cum makes you radiant.” Rhys’ grin was filthy and Kellen sighed.  “I’ll take that into consideration when I see your face covered in my cum.” Kellen shot back and Rhys laughed.  “Oh, that’s cute.

I like to swallow, Kellen.” Rhys told him cheekily and Kellen rolled his eyes.  “Why are you delaying taking my pants off?” Kellen asked and Rhys looked offended.  “I’m not the one who hung onto my kiss like a leech, thank you very much.” Rhys huffed, but from the look in his eyes, and the way he couldn’t hide his smile, Kellen knew he wasn’t actually upset.

He also made quick work of the pants covering Kellen’s bottom, along with the underwear.

Rhys sighed as he looked over Kellen on the bed, standing back to stare at him appreciatively.  Embarrassed, Kellen covered his crotch and Rhys frowned.  “What?” Kellen asked, embarrassed and Rhys tsked.  “I can’t take a moment to stare at a beautiful man?

Stop covering yourself up.

I want to see your cock all ready and excited to see me.” Kellen flushed, but slowly took his hands away.

Rhys made a deep noise of approval.

“I hope you are ready for this Kellen.

Don’t be afraid to tell me to back off.” He warned, before disappearing into the closet.

Kellen had no idea why he was doing that, and only felt a sense of worry fill him as he heard some shuffling around in there.  “Rhys?” Kellen called, but didn’t hear a response.

Panic filled him until Rhys popped back, sans pants, and a smile on his face.  “Alright.

Are you ready for your next sex education class?” He teased, and Kellen felt his face flush.

That was so rude of him to say.

Kellen had done a lot of research.

He just didn’t have field experience.

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