(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 384

Chapter 384: A collar to match the leash (suggestive)
Kellen was whisked away by Rhys shortly after that. The Guides were happy to see them go, and promised to come and pester Kellen during their few days off before classes started up for them again. Kellen believed them as Rhys led him towards the elevators and up to their apartment.

Guides were nosy, and also liked to check up on others. Kellen was sure that he was going to be pestered about what he and Rhys got up to after this, even as Kellen felt his body rage. He wasn’t upset that Rhys stopped him. He would never be upset about that.

He was upset that the Esper had gotten him this worked up. Now he had all this energy, all this anger and nowhere for it to go. Kellen stood in the elevator with Rhys, silent, his head racing with thoughts that were too angry to say out loud. Other things he could have said to the Esper. Other comebacks he could have said.

He was sure that Rhys probably didn’t want to hear them.

The doors to the elevator opened and Rhys pulled Kellen closer, pressing a kiss against his temple before they stepped out of the elevator. Kellen was embarrassed as Rhys had his arm around his shoulder still, his grip tight and a smug look on his face.

“Hey Kellen?” Rhys asked as they got to the A Class gym floor. Unlike normal, there were a few Espers milling about outside of the gym and within hearing distance. Kellen didn’t pay much mind to it. Maybe they wanted a bit of privacy compared to the open concept of the gym?

“Yes, Rhys?” Kellen answered, his face already a little warm from the previous interactions. He was still worked up, honestly. He kind of wanted the Esper to charge at him so he could get a nice right hook in. For Sakura.

“When are you going to get me a nice collar to go with my leash?” Rhys asked. All conversations halted, every head snapping in Kellen and Rhys’ direction as Kellen gasped. Kellen snapped his head towards Rhys’ smug face, his yellow eyes dancing as he took in Kellen’s shocked expression. “Why do you look so surprised, sugar? Didn’t we discuss this before?” Rhys asked and Kellen had to not swallow his tongue.

Kellen had come to a stop, shock rooting his feet into place. He knew that he should keep moving, but this was something he hadn’t expected. From Rhys’ pleased, almost chuffed grin, that was the intention.

“Rhys Thatcher! You know better than to bring this up in front of everyone!” Kellen protested, far quieter than the way Rhys was speaking. Rhys laughed.

“Why? They all know I belong to you, and you kind of said no to rings, so…a collar seems fitting for a dog like me.” He said happily while Kellen felt his mood shift. He turned, grabbing Rhys’ collar, the anger and adrenaline from before still riding him.

“You are not a dog.” Kellen growled and Rhys let out a soft laugh, his eyes turning to gold.

“Oh? So am I a wolf? A beastie? What do you want me to be, Kellen? I promise, whatever it is, I’ll be a good boy.” Kellen had no idea why he was behaving like this, but hearing those words from his lips made Kellen twitch. Something was stirring inside of Kellen, and whatever it was, he didn’t want it to happen around others. He wasn’t like Rhys. He liked to keep his things private.

“We will discuss this later.” Kellen muttered, turning and tugging Rhys down the hall.

“I didn’t hear a no about the collar, or the ring idea. So? How are you going to mark me as yours?” Rhys asked and Kellen snapped a little.

“If you don’t shut up, I’m going to leave a bite mark.” Kellen threatened and heard Rhys suck in.

“Oh. I like that. Make sure to sink your teeth in real deep, okay sugar? I want it to last forever.” Kellen somehow made it to the other set of elevators and thankfully the doors opened right away. Kellen slammed the button for their floor, his face warm as Rhys remained next to him, all smiles and warm golden eyes.

“Rhys Thatcher,” Kellen started.

“Oh, I like when you call my full name.” Rhys said, purring, and Kellen flushed more.

“Are you trying to get me upset?” Kellen asked, turning to face him and Rhys met his furious gaze with a smiling one.

“Mm, not upset, just worked up. I want you to get so aggressive that you push me up against the wall and make a mess of me.” Rhys said, licking his lips. He glanced at Kellen, how he was clenching his hands tightly and his breath coming in short bursts. “From the look of it, I think I’m pretty close.” Rhys teased, his gaze narrowing slightly.

Kellen clenched his hands tighter, breaking eye contact with him as the elevator doors opened. He stormed to their apartment, Rhys trailing behind him as he swiped his card, and the door opened. He took off his shoes, Rhys doing the same. He didn’t even slide on his slippers as he spun and slammed Rhys against the door. Rhys let out a soft, sexy noise that had Kellen on high alert.

“Fuck. I love it when you get aggressive.” Rhys whispered and Kellen’s body came alive. The anger changed. Instead of rage, he was immediately filled with desire.

No, it wasn’t immediate. Kellen just allowed the change to finally fully take over. It had been happening slowly, as Rhys egged him on downstairs. Now that they were behind closed doors, Kellen was letting it loose. Rhys loved it.

“You damn Esper.” Kellen muttered as he pinned Rhys against the door, grabbed his jaw in a similar fashion as he had done to the other Esper and kissed him. It was clumsy, hard, and Rhys encouraged Kellen fully.

Kellen wasn’t as confident as Rhys when it came to kissing as he was still learning his way, but he was forceful, aggressive, and when Rhys gripped his ass, lifting him up off his feet a little bit, Kellen pulled back to bite Rhys’ lip in punishment.

“Stop trying to control this.” Kellen warned, feeling a little bit dangerous. Rhys shuddered, his golden gaze taking in the desire in Kellen’s gaze.

“Yes sir.” Rhys whispered, his gaze narrowed and his cheeks flushed. His throat worked as his hands squeezed the handfuls of Kellen’s ass he had. Kellen bit down harder on his lip and Rhys groaned. “Fuck.” Rhys mumbled and Kellen released his lip to kiss his jawline. He was still in his uniform, so Kellen reached up and slowly began to undress the other man. Rhys let him, squeezing and feeling Kellen’s ass as Kellen’s fingers worked.

Kellen undid his tie, pulling it out slowly and Rhys watched him, his breath coming low and shallow. Each button undid only made the air between them feel more charged, full of heat and need. Kellen’s fingers were adept. From years of getting in and out of uniform, and soon, Rhys’ skin was exposed to the air. Kellen stared at the strip of exposed skin hungrily.

“When you look at me like that I’m afraid I’ll make a fool of myself.” Rhys whispered and Kellen blinked. Nice and slow, before a slightly wicked smile touched his lips.

“Then go ahead. Make a fool of yourself. I don’t mind.” Rhys closed his eyes, leaning his head back as he swallowed. His body shivered and Kellen pressed his lips against his now bare throat. The feel of his warm skin against his lips made Kellen shiver in anticipation.

He wanted Rhys out of his clothes. He wanted Rhys warm, naked, and he wanted his hands or lips on his body, every inch of him. He wanted to watch Rhys as he succumbed to the pleasure that Kellen gave him.

Slowly, he ran his hand down Rhys’ body, pausing at the top of his pants. Kellen had gotten all of his buttons undone, leaving the jackets and shirts open, exposing his sexy body. Rhys’ body reacted to Kellen’s touch, his hips jerking as Kellen grabbed him through his pants.

“Fuck. You can’t just-” Rhys cut off, opening his gaze to meet Kellen’s scorching one. “Damn it. I think I-” Rhys cut off, biting his lip as he tried to control himself. Kellen gave him another squeeze, leaning up to press his lips against his exposed throat, nibbling gently as his own breath came in shallow, quick movements.

“Rhys, my handsome boyfriend, the man I want as my partner for the rest of my life, are you going to be a good boy for me and cum?” Kellen whispered against Rhys’ skin. Rhys gasped, shocked at the words that left Kellen’s lips, but he was clearly not upset.

Rhys shuddered, a low, sweet sounding groan leaving his lips as Kellen felt his cock twitch against his hand in his pants. Rhys’ grip on Kellen’s ass tightened, his face flushed, his mouth hung open as he moaned.

“Jesus fucking christ.” Rhys moaned, his body shuddering with the force of his climax. When he opened his gaze and met Kellen’s satisfied one, a small smile touched his lips. “Was I a good boy, sugar?”