(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 51

Chapter 51: The forbidden fruit Chapter 51: The forbidden fruit Kellen and the Captain entered the cafeteria at it’s busiest time.

Kellen, one who was usually aware of how others perceived him felt the gaze of everyone in the room like a knife.

The Captain, however, was pleased as punch to have everyone looking at them.

The led the hesitant Guide towards the line by the hand, his grin from ear to ear.  “Captain!

Kellen!

You’re both alive!” Kellen turned as Hill’s voice carried over the whole room.

Hill got up from where she had been sitting with Gunther and Miro a few tables away.

She moved quickly towards the two men she hadn’t seen for several hours.

Genuine concern was on her face as she stopped in front of them, looking them over.

Noticing that Kellen had a death grip on the Captain’s hand, and that the Captain seemed to be glowing, she narrowed her eyes.

Kellen felt worry wash over him as she opened her mouth again.

“Did anything happen while you two were out of my sight?

Hmm?” Her eyes lit up from inside and her lips turned up in a smirk.

“Are you feeling sore today Kellen?

Is your body okay?

I know you and the Captain are around the same size in height, but that doesn’t always mean that’s true where it matters.” Kellen felt his face heat as she patted his shoulder.

“I do hope you’re okay.

He treated you right?

Not too rough?” Instinctively, Kellen who hadn’t known about the mark before, now raised his hand to cover the back of his neck, laughing nervously.

He knew what Hill was implying, but he felt that she should be asking the Captain that instead.

After all, Kellen pretty much forced himself on him yesterday.

The man had every right to complain.  “Hill, that’s so rude.

Mr.

Woods is a well rounded Guide.” Kellen nearly choked when the Captain spoke up, as if he was defending Kellen’s honour.

Hill’s eyes widened, before her smirk grew.  “Ah, sorry, sorry.

I know it’s a sensitive topic between men sometimes.” Her tone was actively teasing now, and Kellen, who was still reeling from the Captain’s words, tried to brush everything else away.  “I don’t know what either of you are implying, but, nothing crazy happened.

I just had some side effects from overextending myself yesterday and the Captain was kind enough to help me take care of them.

Of me.” The Captain squeezed Kellen’s hand that he held as Kellen felt his ears go red.

Hill snickered.  “He’s right.

I took very good care of Mr.

Woods.

I was unaware that Field Guides had that much stamina, but it was a great honour to be given the duty of taking care of Mr.

Woods in his time of need.

It took quite a lot of effort on my part to exhaust him, but as you can see, I did eventually tire him out.

He slept quite well in my arms.” Hill elbowed the Captain as Kellen felt his jaw drop.  “Oh, naughty Captain!

I bet it truly was an honour for you.” She giggled and Kellen frowned, embarrassed.  “You sound like a pervert, Hill.

H-Have some respect.

We aren’t all like you.” Kellen scolded her, and she frowned at Kellen who didn’t normally attack her like this.

The Captain’s shoulders shook with his laughter.

The longer the man laughed, the more embarrassed Kellen felt.

He knew he was being a hypocrite.

His thighs burned from where the Captain had thrust his cock, and his body was covered in bite marks and hickies from the Captain.

He knew that she’d done worse, but he felt like a sinner as he called her out on her behaviour while hiding his and the Captain’s bodies.

Hill scoffed.  “Oh, I’m sorry, I’m the one who sounds like a pervert?

Really?

What, did the Captain treat you like a delicate flower and laid you down on a bed of rose petals last night Kellen?

Was he your prince in shining armor or some shit?

Did you forget who the Captain is?” Kellen’s mouth fell open as she continued, and the Captain didn’t stop her.

“He’s an Esper Kellen.

We’re greedy, dirty minded people.

I bet he has a diary somewhere where he’s written down every nasty thing he wants to do to you.”  “Alright, enough teasing Mr.

Woods, Hill.

He’s had enough of it from me.” Kellen shot a look at the Captain, whose face appeared calm, but even Kellen knew that the man was trying to pivot the conversation.

That only confirmed Hill’s theory, and her knowing smirk said it all.

Kellen had a feeling that if he ever found that diary, the things that the Captain had said to him would sound like child’s play.  “Alright.

Whatever you say Captain Thatcher.

I’ll stop for today.” She winked at Kellen and he sighed.

His face grew grave.  “Tomorrow it is then.” He stated, causing Hill to laugh.

Her eyes smiled at him as she stared at the Guide.  “Come join us at our table once you get your food.

Casper’s on his way up with the new Field Guide too.” Hill told them before bouncing away to the other two lieutenants.

The pair continued to move through the line while Kellen pushed away how torturous tomorrow was going to be.

Grabbing two trays, since he knew he would need it after skipping several meals, Kellen loaded the trays up with three meals each.

The Captain, being the kind soul that he was, grabbed the same drinks that Kellen had picked out when they had last eaten together.

Kellen, noticing the drinks on his tray, shot the Captain a grateful smile as the Captain rested his hand on the Guide’s lower back, keeping contact with him since Kellen’s hands were full.

He kept his hand there even as the two of them left the line and went to join the others at their table.

Kellen’s chest felt warm at the small gesture of kindness.

Sitting down at the table, the Captain added the drinks he’d grabbed for the Guide to his trays while Kellen began to devour the food in front of him.

To anyone unused to this, like Miro, it was like watching a snake unhinge their jaw and shove something impossibly large into their mouth.

Miro was in shock witnessing this, while Gunther and Hill behaved as if this was normal.

Kellen had just finished one tray when Hill noticed the other Guides enter the cafeteria.

The Guides didn’t notice the group right away so Kellen had a moment to observe them.

Brent was calm, wearing the Guild’s Guide uniform as if he’d always worn it.

He had his prosthetic on today, and his gloves on as well.

hair slicked back, his face was partially turned away from Kellen, hiding his scar from his view as he spoke to Casper.

Casper had his hair spiked in every direction possible.

His glasses were clean, his jacket was falling off of one shoulder but he seemed relaxed.

Kellen was glad that at least the two of them seemed to be getting along.

Especially since he had been so out of it for the last several hours.  When they noticed the group and that Kellen was with them, the two seemed relieved as he waved at them mid bite.  “Thank god you’re okay.

We’ll grab some food and then you have to let us know what happened.” Brent warned as they approached before dragging Casper towards the line.

Hill chuckled.

“I like him.

He doesn’t beat around the bush.” Kellen snorted at her words.  “You like him because he’s the male version of you.” He told her and she flushed.

She pushed something around on her plate before she responded.  “No, that’s not the reason.

I know we are similar in the grand scheme of things, but we’re no the same.

We talked after you introduced us yesterday and we decided we wouldn’t work out.

Just supportive friends.” Hill told Kellen firmly, a little proud of herself and Kellen nodded.

“Good for you guys for realising that.

Plus, Brent knows better than to lay his hands on his superiors, which you are.” Hill opened her mouth, closed in, then covered it with her hands.  “I would never lay my hands on my own people, especially if there was a power imbalance.

Fuck, that hurts Kellen.

Even the Captain wouldn’t do that.” She seemed genuinely upset, while also dissing the Captain.

Kellen frowned, putting down his fork and glancing up at her.  “I’m sorry.

That wasn’t what I was implying.” She pouted and Kellen sighed.

He ran his hand through his hair, glancing at where the two Guides were still in line.

Should he say this?

Fuck it, the man was probably going to say worse things about Kellen’s past now that he was here, one little thing wasn’t going to haunt him.

“Brent once slept with someone we were on an important mission with.

They were technically the person who hired us.

While still on the mission, the relationship blew up spectacularly.

It’s one of the reasons that Brent talks big, but he doesn’t eat so close to home anymore.” Gunther almost choked on his drink, while Miro’s face turned red.

The Captain smirked while Hill burst into laughter.

Kellen shrugged, having expected this kind of reaction.  “Oh, so you weren’t actually taking a pot shot at me this time.” Kellen nodded, taking a moment to take a sip of one of his drinks.

He was almost through another plate of food, leaving him with only two more.

He could feel that his body had needed it, as even as they were sitting down he could feel his body bulking slightly.

The Captain also seemed to notice, since his hand had drifted and gave Kellen’s ass a squeeze.

Kellen cast a look in his direction, but he didn’t remove his hand.

Instead, he winked at Kellen.  “I have to spread the love, Hill.

If I only took pot shots at you Brent would think I didn’t care about him anymore.

He’d be inconsolable, and I need him to be in perfect form.

Sometimes that means leaving him a trail of snacks to a person who wants to sleep with him, other times it means calling him a whore to his face and behind his back.

He’s a weird guy, that that doesn’t mean he’s not a good partner.” Gunther shook his head, trying to recover while Hill was bent at the waste, wheezing.  “A trail of snacks?

What are you, a booty call fairy?” Gunther asked and Hill only laughed harder.

Even the Captain was chuckling at that while Kellen shrugged, a small smile playing at his lips.  “Hey, they both said it yesterday.

I have a knack for it.

I think the phrase is ‘happy wife, happy life’.

It’s the same concept, but twisted slightly.

I noticed something, I made a graph, did some ground research, did some testing, and came up with my conclusion.

These two function better when they are given a reward after a long mission.” Poor Gunther, who hadn’t learned his lesson, was mid drink again when Kellen spoke.

He had to turn his head so he didn’t spew his drink all over Kellen and the Captain.

The Captain, who had remained silent up until this point, turned to Kellen.  “Mr.

Woods, are you saying you followed the proper forms of scientific research just to find out if Hill and Guide Jameson performed better before or after they had sex?” Kellen nodded, taking another sip of his drink.

Unlike Gunther, he could keep it down.

The Captain blinked.

“I’m speechless.

Did you do this for anyone else?” He asked, curious and Kellen thought back, a slight frown on his face.  “Well, not really if you exclude the control group.

They were the two that I was around the most who behaved that way, so I was just curious.

I also knew I wouldn’t be a good reference point, so I had to use others for the control group, but it was fascinating research.

I got to learn a lot about what others found attractive in others.” Gunther watched Kellen with new eyes, while the Captain’s eyes turned a bright yellow as he smiled.  “Oh?

Who did you use for your control group?” He asked and Kellen scoffed.

“I’m never going to publish my findings since it’s such a niche topic, and I also did the experiment unethically.

I never asked anyone for their permission, therefore, I’m not ratting myself out.

It’s obvious you’re going to know who they are, and you already appear upset about it.

Why?

Did you think that I sent people your way?” Kellen asked, watching the Captain’s face close off slightly.

Kellen had been making fun of him and hadn’t expected to be correct.

Hill was still laughing off to the side.  “Why would I think that, Mr.

Woods?

You avoided me like the plague on the front lines.

It would have been obvious if you had done such a thing.” Kellen smirked, but said nothing further, making the man even more curious.

“Wait, did you?

Kellen Woods, did you send people my way thinking I would sleep with them as part of some research you were conducting?” Kellen laughed at the desperate tone in his voice.

Kellen couldn’t tell if he was upset, or flustered.

It might have been a bit of both.  “I will put your worries at ease, Captain Thatcher.

No, I did not do that.

I’ll even tell you I didn’t use any S Classes or Captains for my research.

There?

Feel better?” He teased, a soft smile on his face as he glanced over at the Captain.

Captain Thatcher narrowed his eyes at the Guide who was driving him insane.  “Do you remember what I promised you last night, Mr.

Woods?” Kellen wasn’t sure what he meant, and the Captain could tell by his blank expression.

He reached down, giving the man’s ass another squeeze.

“I wonder how it would look if I did it while we were somewhere public?” He whispered, well aware that everyone at the table could hear him.

Kellen’s face lit up.  “Are you threatening me right now?” He whispered back fiercely.

The Captain chuckled.  “No Mr.

Woods.

I’m making a promise.

If you ever make me think you included me in a test of some kind like that again, I will follow through with it.” Kellen’s jaw dropped, stunned.

The Captain leaned forward and pressed a kiss against his cheek.

“Anyway, please keep in mind that you should keep your teasing to a minimum Mr.

Woods.

We wouldn’t want Guide Jameson to turn his back on you while you’re in a gate.” The Captain smirked down at the flustered expression on Kellen’s face.

Kellen fixed himself rather quickly, responding to the provocation.  “He likes me too much to leave me for dead.” He told him, and the Captain chuckled, reaching out to ruffle his hair.  “Good.

I would hate to lose you because you picked a fight you shouldn’t have.” Gunther turned his head away as Kellen narrowed his eyes up at the glittering yellow gaze.

How dare this man imply that Kellen couldn’t handle himself, and that he had pushed the Captain to the edge.

They had been talking about a lighthearted research project he’d done on the front lines.

What had him so upset?  CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB The Captain is out here flaunting.

Practically screaming that this man is his.

The classic hot but crazy.