(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 406

Chapter 406: Rising to the challenge (m)
“Does that look right?” Kellen asked, bent over as he tried to get the ropes in the right place at the edge of the mattress and bedframe.

“Uh huh.” Rhys’ response had Kellen pausing, before he chuckled.

“Could you not look at my ass for one second and answer my question?” Kellen asked and felt rather than heard Rhys come up behind him. Two hands pawed at his ass, giving it a squeeze and Kellen let out a soft moan as Rhys rubbed against his anus with his finger.

“It’s hard not to when there’s such a delicious, sexy ass in front of me. You were asking about the positioning of the ropes? That looks good. Want to know what else looks good?” Rhys murmured, his finger rubbing circles against Kellen’s ass and Kellen twitched.

“Rhys, come on. This isn’t-” Kellen cut off with a moan as Rhys slid his hand around Kellen’s waist, grabbing his cock. He squeezed gently as his finger continued to rub circles around Kellen’s entrance.

“You cleaned up for me, didn’t you? What was the naughty boy anticipating, hmm? Did he want someone to play with this greedy end of his?” Rhys asked and Kellen didn’t even know how to respond. He was in such an awkward position. Bent over, half on the bed, half off as he had been making sure the ties were tight and in the right place.

Kellen closed his eyes, clenching his hands on the bed as he tried to breathe through the pleasure Rhys suddenly gave him. It was hard, since Rhys touching him was always an overwhelming experience.

“W-Was I not supposed to?” Kellen asked softly and Rhys chuckled. He pressed a kiss against Kellen’s bare back, outside of the straps and then he sunk his teeth in. Kellen tensed and Rhys kissed the hurt better.

“You can do whatever you want, sugar, I’m just always surprised when you do anything for me. Feels like you were expecting something.” Kellen gulped. Oh. So that’s what he was implying.

“I-I wasn’t particularly expecting anyth-” Kellen cut off as Rhys’ teeth sunk into his shoulder again. It was a punishing bite, deep enough to hurt, but hard enough that Kellen’s muscles shook. Damn it, that felt unfair.

“Liar. This asshole is saying something else. You want me to sink something inside here, don’t you? Are you anticipating something? Bigger? Harder?” Kellen’s eyes fluttered closed as Rhys slowly stroked his cock with his hand.

“N-No, I just wanted to be prepared.” Kellen muttered. “I didn’t know what you wanted.” Kellen admitted. He wasn’t lying. He was telling the truth.

“Mmm. A likely story. I feel like I’ve teased you enough. The others are tied, and we’re starting now, Kellen. Get into the middle of the bed. I’ll tie you up now.” Kellen nodded, his head a little fuzzy from pleasure already.

On slightly unstable hands, Kellen pulled himself into the middle of the bed before he turned over. He wasn’t quite sure what to do from that point, but Rhys took over. He grabbed his right wrist, raising it to his lips and pressing a kiss to it before he tied one end of the restraints to it. He then had Kellen lay his arm flat back, testing to see if it was uncomfortable in any way.

When they had adjusted it so that it was tight, but not too tight, he pressed another kiss to Kellen’s wrist before he moved around the bed to the other side. Kellen could tell from the way that Rhys looked at his ankles that he wanted to tie them up too, but Kellen did feel like that step might be a bit too far.

“Maybe someday.” Kellen muttered, and Rhys raised his gaze to Kellen’s, a little surprised. His expression softened as he realised what Kellen had picked up on.

“I’m fine with whatever you decide, Kellen.” Rhys told him, stroking an ankle before he got to the other side. He grabbed Kellen’s wrist, pressing another gentle kiss there. “If we never tie up your legs, that’s fine. I want to cater to you.” Rhys told him, so much love and adoration in his gaze that it was almost hard to look at. Kellen swallowed.

“Would you get the same kind of fulfillment if you were tied up?” Kellen asked and Rhys’ eyes went wide. A smile split his face and he bent, holding onto Kellen’s wrist in his hand as he kissed Kellen. Kellen turned his head slightly so it didn’t feel as awkward, but he could taste the smile on Rhys’ lips.

“How about you just get used to being tied up first, alright?” It wasn’t quite an answer, but it wasn’t not one either. Kellen wasn’t sure what he should make of it, and Rhys just seemed happy that Kellen had even said anything.

They went through the same process that they had on the other side until Kellen felt comfortable, and not awkward. Rhys pressed another kiss against Kellen’s wrist, before leaning forward and pressing another kiss against Kellen’s forehead.

“My handsome Guide.” Rhys murmured. “All mine. So pretty. All dressed up for me.” Kellen would have worried about if his levels were off if he hadn’t been checking on him constantly. He was stable. Or as stable as any S Class could be. He was just letting some of his true desires slip.

“All yours.” Kellen agreed. Maybe foolishly, but he didn’t want to lie to him. There was no way Kellen had any plans to belong to anyone else, and why the hell wouldn’t he feed into Rhys’ ego? In private, it was fine. In public? Well, that was a different story, and usually got him into fun situations in private.

Rhys’ golden gaze flared along with his nostrils and he let out a heavy sigh. He didn’t say anything as he moved around the bed to the end of it. Kellen watched as his gaze turned high beam bright, so much so that Kellen almost had to close his eyes to look in his direction.

“Fuck. You look like sin. In that damn apron, tied to our bed. I just want to-” Rhys cut off, and closed his eyes since Kellen could look in his direction without going blind.

“Want to what?” Kellen asked, tempting the beast. He turned slightly, feeling the fabric of the apron slip, shift. More of his leg was exposed, a breath of air on his balls. “What do you want to do?” Kellen asked, taunting him. He was learning how to do this, how to tease the other man.

Rhys’ gaze landed on Kellen again and the man laughed. It wasn’t a soft laugh, and Kellen felt himself freeze.

“Sugar, I feel like you’ve got the makings of something quite dangerous under your skin. Should I help you find it tonight?” Rhys asked and Kellen swallowed. He had no idea what that meant, but he could tell it spelled something dangerous for him.

“What does that mean?” Kellen asked but Rhys didn’t answer. Instead, with a smile, he pressed a knee into the bed as he bent forward, holding out his hand.

“Mm. I’ll answer that when I feel like it. Suck on my fingers, sugar. Be good and don’t bite.” Kellen opened his mouth, easily accepting the two fingers that were thrust towards his lips. He licked them and sucked them like the good boy that Rhys wanted. Rhys watched him, smiling until he pulled them out of his mouth. “Good boy. You didn’t bite. Do you want a reward?” Kellen nodded, unsure what the reward would be.

He didn’t have to wait long. Rhys backed up, and Kellen was given his own little peep show. Rhys pulled off his Captain’s uniform slowly, as if he knew what it would do to Kellen if he did so. It wasn’t a hard thing to figure out, not with his cock twitching at the sight of all of his skin slowly being revealed to Kellen’s greedy gaze.

Rhys didn’t pull off his pants completely, only taking off his belt, unbuttoning his pants and pulling his cock out. Kellen swallowed, staring at it and Rhys chuckled.

“I think I know what Kellen wants as a reward.” Rhys murmured and Kellen felt his face heat.

“I don’t-”

“Sh. It’s okay, Kellen. I know you like to suck my cock. Here, you can do your favourite thing, alright?” Rhys was speaking to him softly, like one would speak to a child they were trying to calm down. Kellen wasn’t sure how he felt about the tone, but when Rhys came around the right side of the bed and thrust his cock towards Kellen’s lips, he wasn’t really going to complain.

Kellen opened his mouth wide, taking in the cock and felt Rhys’ fingers slide through his hair.

“Good boy. Suck it good. You know what to do.” Rhys’ words were encouraging, and also angering, but Kellen ignored that aspect. He felt that was part of the sexual play that they were doing, and Kellen had told Rhys he could do what he wanted. He had a feeling that Rhys was tamping it down for him and Kellen appreciated this. He could handle a few words here and there that felt a little belittling.

Kellen liked being called a good boy. He could manage.

What Kellen wasn’t expecting was Rhys’ other hand spreading Kellen’s legs wide and plunging into Kellen’s ass. Kellen nearly choked on the cock in his mouth and Rhys didn’t pull back and instead thrust his cock in deeper.

“Sh. That’s it. There’s a good boy. You can take it. Nice and easy. Keep on licking, Kellen. You can do that, can’t you?” Kellen slid his gaze up to Rhys’ and found the man watching him with a soft, kind smile on his face. A shiver ran down his spine.

Holy shit. This was…

Kellen swallowed around the cock in his mouth. This was a powerful combination. Rhys knew it too, from the way his eyes crinkled up.

“Is it too much? Do you want me to stop?” He asked, teasing him, goading him on. Rhys knew Kellen didn’t like to back down from a challenge, and that was what this was. A challenge.

They hadn’t reached the point where Kellen would want to quit yet. Rhys had to do much more serious things before Kellen would throw in the towel.