(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 312

Chapter 312: One track mind (suggestive) Chapter 312: One track mind (suggestive) Kellen was exhausted.  He was never going to tell Rhys that, but there might have been a chance that he had been right.

Kellen felt he might not have felt so exhausted if he wasn’t injured, and if that was the case, he really wasn’t going to tell Rhys that.  Not only would he feel bad, he’d probably get smug.

Kellen wasn’t going to allow that to happen.  So, he did his best to keep up.  At some point, he didn’t really care if he got off.

It was clear to him that while he was having a good time, and enjoying his time with Rhys, he’d cum enough.

This time wasn’t really for him anymore, and he didn’t really want to anymore.  Rhys, however, needed this.  Kellen hadn’t been aware of how deep Rhys’ sexual needs went.

He’d also had no idea that Rhys had been holding back on him.

He had thought that they were matched in that area, but that just wasn’t true.

Like everything else that came with being an S Class, Rhys’ sexual desires and needs ran a very deep well.  What that meant was that even though Kellen had probably cum 4 or five times, Rhys had easily doubled that, and was still ready to keep going.

Kellen wouldn’t lie and say that it did kind of concern him, worrying if he was going to be able to handle him, but he comforted himself with a few words.  If he was on top of Rhys’ desires, there was a chance that he wouldn’t get to this point again.

If his desires were managed, just like his need for guiding, there was a chance that Kellen wouldn’t find himself in situations like this often.  It would mean that Kellen would have to add a different kind of workout routine to his daily workouts, but that was fine.

Anything that would help them, help Rhys, or help Kellen in the long run.  Rhys was very important to him.

Kellen was in love with him.

He had wanted everything to go well for him before he realised his feelings for him.

Now?

Now it was a mission statement, a pulse underneath his skin.

He was going to do everything he could to make this work.  Even if his mind was distracted from the moment before him, he wasn’t thinking about anything but Rhys, and his health.  Rhys, however, didn’t seem to notice.

Kellen was happy that he hadn’t, even as he stared up at the Esper above him, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his face flushed, and his cock pressed against his face.  Kellen’s face was covered in cum.

He honestly should have grabbed a pair of goggles or something to protect his eyes, but Rhys was quite good at clearing off his eyes shortly after he’d cum, his gaze hazy, golden, and not quite in focus.  Kellen did not take it personally.

He viewed this as something he’d neglected, and honestly?

It was pretty hot to see Rhys lose himself over and over, painting Kellen’s body with cum.

It should have concerned him, he knew that, but he just couldn’t find it in himself to be worried about a trait like this.  Kellen knew it was basically a best marking his territory.

It was something that other creatures did in the wild with pee or pheromones, and Kellen believed that it was the latter instinct that Rhys was playing into.  So, Kellen laid back, and let his S Class Esper spray him with his cum, all the while touching him, whispering to him, comforting him as he did so.

Kellen had noticed the switch after they’d done that 69 thing again.

Rhys had gotten quiet, his focus turning towards his pleasure.

It wasn’t a selfish thing, since Rhys still made sure that Kellen came several times after that, but it was interesting to witness the change.  Rhys, who was normally focused on Kellen finding pleasure first, switching his priority was something that Kellen hadn’t expected, but he didn’t hate it.

Watching Rhys sweat, rubbing his cock against different parts of Kellen’s body as he lay on his back, stroking his cock, or asking Kellen non-verbally to suck his cock was something that Kellen had never imagined.  He was very sure that he was going to imagine it in the future.  The way his face was shadowed, his golden eyes glowed in his face, the desperation in every inch of his body.

Kellen would have suggested that his cock was even more engorged, larger with his pulsing desire, but he didn’t want to give Rhys a bigger head than he already had.  If Kellen told him after he came out of this that he thought his cock had gotten bigger, the man would strut around like a damn peacock.

That he knew for sure.

So, he’d save that for just himself.

He might tell him that the way Rhys had behaved was going to fuel any naughty dreams that Kellen had in the near future, but he’d save that for a good moment.  A moment when Rhys couldn’t pounce on him because he had to go to a meeting or something.

Really get him worked up, and leave.  Kellen wasn’t always kind, alright?

He could be devious too.

And he wanted Rhys to not be ashamed of his behaviour tonight.

He could see the man overthinking this since he’d probably come out of this state and realise that Kellen had only cum like, one time for every five of his.

Kellen had to come up with some way to combat that man’s ability to overthink.  Teasing him was something that Kellen was going to try, since that was what Rhys did to him.

Clearly that was something that could work.  Rhys was still lost in his daze, and Kellen stared up at the man.

He was normally loud, chattering as they played together like this.

When he was in this state, Rhys was quiet, only moaning softly and it almost sounded like he was in pain as he came.  He was almost stoic, if it wasn’t for the way he trembled as he came.

Kellen found it sweet, adorable as he shook, his gaze never leaving Kellen as he came.

It also surprised him how potent the streams of semen still were.

Kellen wondered in the back of his mind if it was due to his powers, or if all S Classes were like this.  He’d have to ask the pairs of other S Classes if that was the case.  How and when he would do that was a different story, but he’d probably bet a moment to do that at some point in the future.

It wasn’t as if Rhys didn’t travel for work.

He did, he just didn’t do it often, and especially right now.

As his pair, Kellen would probably travel with him as well, like his parents did.  It was a warm thought as Rhys shifted down Kellen’s body, grabbing his cock and Kellen moaned.

Rhys did this every once in a while, and Kellen deemed it as a kind of ‘checking in’ on his part while he was in this state.

He wanted to make sure that Kellen was still with him.

It was sweet of him.  Kellen gripped onto the sheets around them, Rhys’ touch a little rougher, a little harder than his normal touch.

Kellen was sure that it was how he held his own cock, and Kellen’s cock throbbed.

It was rough, hard, fast, and when Rhys rubbed their cocks together, grinding against him as he gave Kellen’s exhausted body more pleasure, Kellen could only get lost in his touch.  If Kellen wasn’t so worried that he would pass out after doing so, or his own reaction to it, Kellen would have snuck some guiding into their moment on the bed right now.

But Kellen had nearly lost himself when Rhys had last touched him like this and he had added guiding, so he wasn’t sure when Rhys was like this was the perfect time to do so.  Not until Kellen was more experienced.  Kellen shuddered, shaking as Rhys kept his gaze on Kellen’s face as he continued to jerk him off, his own cock pressing against the little nook between Kellen’s thigh and crotch.

Kellen puffed air from his mouth, his lips trembling.

He didn’t think he could cum anymore, but Rhys wasn’t going to take no for an answer right now.

Kellen honestly felt bad that he couldn’t cum anymore.  He was sure that once Rhys came out of this moment, he would comfort him by saying he had a normal level of sexual desire, but Kellen knew that he’d have to change.

He didn’t know how someone extended their ability to cum, but he was going to have to look into it.  Rhys had said it as an offhand comment, probably trying to tease Kellen in the past, but now Kellen understood it as the truth.

Rhys had been trying to warn him that Kellen was going to feel like death if he didn’t step it up.  Kellen nearly sobbed as he came, his cock feeling used, worn, and a little swollen.

Rhys released his cock, grabbing onto his own and groaning as he came all over Kellen’s abs.

Rhys rubbed his still erect cock against his skin there, moving the cum around.

He seemed mesmerized by the act, and Kellen couldn’t help the small chuckle that left his lips.  He really hoped that Rhys didn’t come out of this worried that Kellen hated it.

Or that he pushed him too far.

That was the last thing he wanted him to worry about.

CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB I can already imagine Rhys crying, apologising to Kellen for his actions and Kellen being exasperated.