(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 338

Chapter 338: All kinds of comfort (suggestive) Chapter 338: All kinds of comfort (suggestive) Rhys really needed Kellen’s comfort, and Kellen, wanting to comfort him, helped Rhys get undressed.

He helped him wash up, clean up his wounds, and made sure he was okay.

Rhys was in a daze, not quite himself.  Kellen hadn’t seen him like this before, not even when he’d tried to drink away his problems, and Kellen felt in pain for seeing Rhys like this, while also grateful that he was allowing him to see him like this.

Kellen, hoping that it would make him feel better, made sure he had his top off after he brushed his own teeth and crawled into bed.  He tucked the blankets in around Rhys, before he moved up, tucking Rhys’ head against his chest.

Rhys’ arms came around him, and Kellen could feel his body rise and fall as he inhaled and exhaled loudly.  He sounded…relieved, and he buried his head in further against his chest.

Kellen felt a chuckle well up inside of him, and Rhys wrapped his arms around him tighter, wrapping his legs around him too.

He kept inhaling, deeply and Kellen ran his fingers through his hair.  “Feel better?” Kellen asked, a smile in his voice, and Rhys exhaled.

“Kinda.

Can I suck on them?” Rhys asked, not raising his head and Kellen felt his body warm.

His fingers halted for a second, before another chuckle left his lips.  “We have to get up soon.” Kellen said.

Rhys let out a deep, forlorn sigh.  “You wound me.

Just a little?” Rhys tilted his head back, those yellow eyes big and wide.

Kellen had a feeling he knew what look he was trying to go for, but the fact that they were glowing really took away from the fact he was begging.

Kellen really laughed then.  “Are you begging me?” Kellen asked and Rhys fluttered his eyelashes.

Kellen laughed again, and Rhys tightened around him.  “Yes.

I could also suck your cock if you want?

I just want to be closer to you right now.” Rhys told him and Kellen’s smile faded from his lips a little.

The laughter dying.

It was a plea, and Kellen stared down at him.  “Is that something that you want?

Would that make you feel better?” Kellen asked softly, his fingers running through his hair still.

Rhys held still, his eyes fluttering as he thought.  “I…I don’t know.

I just, I feel like I need to do something, and I need to feel you.” Rhys didn’t sound certain of himself, and Kellen, feeling warm and fuzzy having this kind of Rhys wrapped around him, let out a soft sigh.  “What if I went down on you?

Would that be the same?” Kellen asked and Rhys swallowed.  “I don’t think I would be kind right now.

I’d rather take care of you.” Rhys’ voice sounded a little raspy as he admitted that, and Kellen felt a soft smile touch his lips.  “Alright.

Whatever you want.” Kellen told him, and Rhys froze.  “No.

You have to agree.

I don’t-” Kellen wrapped his hand around his mouth, silencing him.

He stared down at the S Class wrapped around him, a smile on his lips.  “I’m fine with whatever we do, Rhys.

I’m completely okay with anything.

I’m just going with the flow, alright?

You’re hurting a lot, and I just want to comfort you.

I just want you to be aware that we have to work tomorrow, so nothing too crazy.” Kellen warned, and Rhys’ lips turned up.  “That’s twice you’ve mentioned work tomorrow.

Did something happen while I was away?” Kellen shook his head at his question.  “Nothing big.

I dealt with it.” Kellen said confidently.

Rhys chuckled.  “My competent Guide.

Well, can I reward you then?

We can think of this as a reward for being such a good replacement for me.

I just want to touch you and take care of you.” Rhys pleaded and Kellen chuckled.  “Am I not allowed to try and take care of you?” He countered, and colour bloomed on Rhys’ cheeks.  “You breathing is taking care of me.

You existing is enough.

I just want to worship you, get lost in your taste.” Kellen blushed at the not so subtle words.  “Why?

It doesn’t taste good.” Kellen muttered and Rhys’ grin grew a little feral.  “Mm, I agree.

Mine probably doesn’t, but yours?

All day, every day.

If you let me, I’d keep a little vial of it nearby so that whenever I missed you I could just put a drop on my tongue.

Get a fresh batch every morning.” Kellen’s mouth hung open as Rhys’ eyes turned a golden hue.  “T-That’s-” Rhys shifted, pressing his lips against Kellen’s, silencing him.

He shifted, unwrapping his legs from around Kellen’s lower body, slowly turning him until Kellen was on his back, Rhys on top of him.

Rhys pulled away from the kiss, pressing his lips against Kellen’s throat, inhaling with his whole mouth to the point that Kellen was a little embarrassed.  “Mm.

Delicious.” Rhys whispered, and Kellen knew that there was no turning back now.

The switch had been fully flipped in Rhys, and if he complained, he wasn’t sure if anything would stop him.

Not that he wanted Rhys to stop, just that he knew it was going to be a long day tomorrow, especially with Gunther…out of commission.  “How?” Kellen wondered out loud, and Rhys chuckled.  “Don’t question it.

I just like everything about you.” Kellen didn’t know what to say to such a blatant statement, and Rhys chuckled, pressing a few more kisses against his throat before he shifted down Kellen’s body, stopping to stare at his chest.

“Fuck.

These are deadly.

Soft pillows, so easy to touch and sleep on.

And look at those nipples.

So perky and ready.

Fuck.

Everything about you is so damn sexy.” Rhys turned his golden gaze towards Kellen, smirking.

“A great distraction from my thoughts.” He told him, and Kellen sighed, his hands still in the other man’s hair.  His grip tightened, yanking him closer to his chest.  “If you like them so much, you should pay attention to them.” Kellen murmured and Rhys’ grin widened.  “Yes sir.” He replied, making Kellen smile before his tongue found his left nipple, the texture from his tongue making Kellen shudder.

Rhys moved his hands, pulling them out from underneath Kellen.

He used his free hands to mold Kellen’s pecs, squeezing them until Kellen’s flesh spilled out between his fingers.

Rhys moaned.

“That’s so hot.” Rhys groaned, and Kellen glanced down.

Finding Rhys, his mouth wet, and one of his nipples fully perky from his attentions.

His hands on his chest, his skin overflowing…Kellen swallowed.  “Did you want to fuck it?” Kellen asked and watched as Rhys’ eyes turned molten, and his nostrils flared.  “Kellen Woods, I warned you that I am not feeling myself right now.” Rhys growled, and Kellen felt a small trill of fear run down his spine.

He wasn’t being nice about it anymore, and Kellen wet his lips with his tongue.  “I’ll…suck the tip?” He suggested and Rhys’ grip grew too tight, before he released it and bent forward, kissing Kellen hard, rough.

He forced Kellen’s mouth open, his tongue aggressively playing with his own, sucking it into his mouth, taking control.  Kellen moaned, shifting under him as the man continued to play with his chest.

His hands released the muscles there to playfully twist and flick the tips.

Kellen’s fingers felt like brands in Rhys’ hair, tugging him tighter against him.  Rhys only released him when Kellen felt like he was going to pass out, he couldn’t breathe, and Kellen realised that Rhys was well and truly gone when he met his gaze again.  “You said you’d suck my cock between these lips while I fuck your chest?” Rhys whispered against Kellen’s kiss swollen lips.

Kellen was gasping, trying to get his breath back but he nodded.  “Y-Yeah.” He mumbled, blinking slowly as he met the golden gaze of a beast above him.

There was very little of Rhys left in him, but it wasn’t like the same time when Rhys couldn’t remember what had happened.

He was still there, just a little rougher.

Rhys pulled back, just far enough that he could look over Kellen, not far enough that Kellen had to release his grip on him.  “Shit.

You could drive a man to sin, Kellen.” Rhys panted, staring down at him.

He twisted one of Kellen’s nipples a little harder and Kellen bit his lip.

Rhys’ gaze flared.

“Mine.” He growled, dropping down and devouring Kellen’s lips once more.  Kellen was pliable, hard, liquid muscle when Rhys pulled back again and he used the back of his hand to wipe his own lips.

He gently took Kellen’s hands out of his hair, dropping them to the bed as he stared down at him, his eyes lidded, the gold of his gaze lighting the room up.  Kellen knew when his gaze slid to their well used nightstand, and the sound of it snapping open filled the air, before Rhys’ raised his hand and a familiar, recently replaced, lube bottle flew into his hand.  Kellen heard the lid snap open, and that was his only warning before cold, wet lube landed on his chest.

He winced at the temperature, and Rhys grinned.  “Sorry.

It’ll warm up soon.” He wasn’t sorry at all, but Kellen couldn’t blame him.

He was getting excited himself.

When the bottle was tossed to the side, Kellen swallowed his excitement down as Rhys shifted forward, up his body.

The fabric of his sleepwear rubbing against Kellen’s lower stomach.

Kellen gasped when Rhys suddenly reached back, grabbing Kellen’s dick through his pants.  “Rhys!” Kellen said on an exhale, surprised.

Rhys laughed.  “I just wanted to make sure you’re with me on this.” Rhys murmured, gently stroking Kellen in apology through his pants and Kellen moaned.

The friction was surprising, but felt amazing.

Rhys watched Kellen’s face, his gaze focused.

“I’ll make sure to take care of you after.” Rhys murmured.

“Now focus on me.

This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” Rhys turned, gripping his own cock through his pants and Kellen licked his lips.

He nodded, and a satisfied, male smile crossed his face.

“Good.

Grab your tits, Kellen, and I’ll put that mouth to good use.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB Kellen just wants to take care of Rhys, any way possible.