(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 78

Chapter 78: A reward for your patience (suggestive) Chapter 78: A reward for your patience (suggestive) Kellen was happy, a little tipsy, and laughing as they left the restaurant, so it shouldn’t have surprised anyone when they got back to the tower and up to their floor that he invited the Captain back into his apartment.

It shouldn’t have surprised the Captain, at the very least, but he seemed the most shocked in the situation.

Kellen found it quite funny that when they had stopped in front of the Captain’s apartment, and the Captain had turned to say goodnight to him, he’d had this soft, calm look on his face.

As soon as Kellen took his hand in his, and tugged him over to his apartment’s door, his face had flushed, and his eyes had gone comically wide.

Kellen had laughed easily at him, finding humour in how easy it was to take him off guard.

Should he…?

“Rhys, would you like to stay for a cup of tea?” Kellen asked softly, tugging gently on his hand.

The man nearly tripped, and became so tongue tied Kellen had to fight to keep a straight face.

Kellen worked on getting his own door open, while keeping an eye on him.

The Captain covered the lower half of his face, the rest of him bright red, and his eyes were huge in his face.

Kellen wasn’t sure why, but he felt like he’d won at some game they had been playing all day, and he quite enjoyed the feeling.  “Uh, um, are you sure?” The Captain’s voice cracked as he responded, and Kellen wasn’t able to contain himself.

He laughed, turning his gaze back towards the powerful Esper holding his hand.

He grinned at him, his eyes still dancing.  “Of course I’m sure.

Why?

Are you going to eat me?” He teased, and a shiver went down his spine as the Captain’s gaze shifted from the bright, yellow colour they had been before into the tarnished gold shade he was getting intimately familiar with.

Kellen turned his back to him, pushing open the door.

He stepped inside, the Captain following him like a shadow.

As the door closed behind them, Kellen could feel his breathing speeding up.

“Are you asking me to?” He murmured, his lips brushing Kellen’s ear and neck.

Kellen realised he had poked the bear as soon as they were alone in the apartment, but for some reason, the warning alarms didn’t blare.  “I thought I fed you well at the restaurant?” Kellen teased, his response coming out breathy.

The Captain chuckled, wrapping his arm around Kellen’s chest and pulling him back against his own.  “What if I’m thirsty.

Are you going to let me drink?” He asked, pressing his lips against Kellen’s neck.

Kellen shivered, his hands going to the one the Captain had wrapped around him.  “T-That’s why I offered you tea.” Kellen protested, and the Captain chuckled.

The vibrations against Kellen’s neck made him shiver.  “Just tea, Kellen?

What if I’m thirsty for more?” Kellen knew what he was trying to get at, but he was being purposefully obtuse.

He almost wanted to see how far he could push him.  “I-I don’t have any beer here.

We could go pick some up?” He suggested, and then almost screamed as the Captain just picked him up and headed for the couch.

He tossed Kellen as if he weighed nothing onto the cushions, and Kellen spun around so that he wasn’t on his front.

He knew that he did that, he was screwed.

The Captain stood over him, his eyes glowing gold as he watched Kellen scramble onto his elbows on his back.

His hands were on his hips as he watched the younger man, and when Kellen met his narrowing gaze with a wide eyed gaze of his own, a feral grin crossed his face.

Kellen blushed instantly.  “We don’t have time to pick any up.

And I was thinking…something a little more homemade.” Kellen’s heart began to race in his chest.  “Uh, Captain?

I don’t have anything homemade in the house.” The Captain’s grin was devious and he began his approach.

He raised an eyebrow as Kellen slowly began to scramble away from him.  “Where did your confidence go, Kellen?

Afraid?

I promise you can provide what I have a craving for.

As long as you aren’t scared.” Kellen laughed nervously, glancing behind him to see how much space he had left.

He was screwed.  “My confidence went away when you threw me on the couch, Captain.” Kellen told him honestly, and he chuckled.  “All because I tossed you around a little?

I know you’re better than that.

Come on, why don’t we practise some holds while we’re here.

I promise I’ll let you win sometimes.” Kellen could have choked on his tongue if he wasn’t careful.

The Captain had been teasing him all day.

All day.

And now, with this little exchange, Kellen felt like his skin was on fire.

He already knew he was hard, and if he was honest, he was a little afraid of what the Captain wanted to do to him.

He wasn’t sure what the Captain wanted to drink, and he was worried it was going to be something gross.  “The couch isn’t big enough to do that.” Kellen told him, trying to buy time.

The couch dipped as the Captain put his knee on it, beginning to corner him.  “We can always take this to the bedroom then.” “No, thank you!” Kellen told him quickly, and the Captain tossed his head back to laugh.

His eyes were dancing when he looked down at him, sparkling like coins as the corners crinkled up.  “You’re the one who invited me in for tea and you’re backing out so quickly?

Do you not know what it means to invite someone in after a date, Kellen?” Kellen, who had never been on a date prior to this, and had only read a handful of romance novels up to this point, shook his head.

The Captain didn’t relent, his smile even more devious as both knees were on the couch now, his body looming over Kellen’s.  “Uh, for the date not to end?” Kellen suggested, as the Captain’s face came closer to his own.

He could feel the grin against his lips.

“Of course.” And his lips were devoured by the Captain.

The Captain, since provoked, wasn’t as gentle as he wanted to be, and unfortunately for Kellen, he found that extremely hot.

Forcefully, the Captain pulled Kellen closer to him, pressing their bodies against each other, lifting Kellen up like the man weighed nothing.

Kellen hadn’t known it before, or simply hadn’t registered it before, but he found something deeply attractive about the fact that the Captain could manhandle Kellen.

Kellen wasn’t a small man, and the fact that the Captain picked him up like he was a paper doll made his cock strain against the seam of his jeans.

The Captain shaped and molded Kellen’s ass in his hands as the man devoured his lips.

Kellen wasn’t even aware he was in the man’s lap on the couch, and was instead focused on the way the man held and touched him, stirred him, and what that did to him.

Kellen’s fingers gripped the back of the Captain’s neck, his other hand digging possessively into his hair.

Any time he changed the angle that Kellen liked, he made a protesting sound in the back of his throat.

It only made the Captain even more wild.

He eventually tore his lips away from Kellen’s only to yank his t-shirt to shreds, gaining access to Kellen’s upper body.

Kellen shivered at the way the man looked at him.

He hadn’t noticed it before, and he wasn’t sure how he hadn’t.

The man stared at him like a man parched, who didn’t care if it was a true oasis before him or a hallucination.

He just wanted to drink.

The Captain’s eyes were glowing, and he took a moment to appreciate Kellen in all of his glory before he fell on him.

Kellen sucked in air as the man bit and licked his nipples like his life depended on it.

The sharp sting of pain washed away by the warm heat of the Captain’s tongue and mouth.

Kellen’s hands moved to the Captain’s hair, and he would tug subconsciously; he didn’t agree with the Captain leaving an area.

He was hot, and very bothered, and the Captain was enjoying watching the man succumb to pleasure with his full mind.

It came to a point, where Kellen couldn’t take it anymore, and he released the Captain’s hair to undo the button on his jeans.

The pressure was too much, and he needed to relieve it.

A growl left the Captain’s mouth, and Kellen’s hands stopped moving.  “Get off my lap and sit with your back against the couch Kellen.” Kellen blinked, the harsh words coming out of the Captain’s mouth turning Kellen’s brain to mush in this context.  “W-What?” Kellen asked, his voice soft and the Captain glanced up at the man.

He was hard, panting, and was just looking for relief.

The Captain grinned.  “If you do as I say, I promise you’ll like it.” He purred, and Kellen swallowed.

His brain was foggy, but so far, the Captain hadn’t lied to him.

So, shakily, he shifted until he was the one sitting on the couch.

The Captain quickly stood, pushing the coffee table back, much to Kellen’s surprise, before he reached for Kellen’s jeans.

Kellen halted him, and the Captain frowned.  “You can’t rip these.

I only have two pairs.” Kellen protested, and the Captain paused in his movements to laugh at the seriousness in which Kellen said those words.

He chuckled, even deep in his desire for this man, able to laugh because…he was Kellen.  “I promise I won’t.

Let me.” He told Kellen, his eyes bright, and Kellen swallowed.

He moved his hands away, and the Captain approached again.

Kellen was stunned as the man sank to his knees before Kellen, unbuttoning his jeans, and Kellen groaned when his cock was released.

He was still in his boxers, but that strain was less.

The Captain gave Kellen a second of relief, before he yanked the jeans off of him in one, clean, swipe.

Kellen gripped onto the couch for dear life as his pants were tossed to the side, and shortly after, his underwear, until he was bare ass on his own couch, shoes still on, and he felt scandalised.  “C-Captain Thatcher!” He protested, his dick jerking when the Captain laughed at him.

Kellen’s confusion shifted immediately when he realised how close the Captain was to his cock.

Wait, he hadn’t meant- “It’s so cute when you get all uppity with me and call me by my title.

It makes me want to tease you more.” The Captain told him, placing his hands on his thighs, pushing them further apart.

“Now, let me drink.

I’m thirsty.” Kellen’s gasp was two fold when the Captain’s fingernails dug into his thighs at the exact moment the Captain enclosed his mouth around Kellen’s cock.

Kellen felt his whole body shiver, and his fingers dived for the Captain’s hair in reaction, his body hunching over as the man sucked and licked his cock like it was his favourite candy.  “C-Captain, what-?” The words were sucked right out of his mouth as the Captain ran his tongue on the underside of his cock and Kellen lost all words.

He wasn’t fully aware the last time he’d done this to him, but now that he was, he felt it was a shame he couldn’t fully recall every detail.

He never wanted this to end, but he knew it was rapidly approaching.

He’d been hard all day, of course he was going to be a quick shot.

“Captain, I-” Instead of slowing down, the Captain sped up, his fingernails digging deeper into the flesh of Kellen’s thighs, and Kellen sucked in, the moan leaving his lips like a prayer.

The Captain was so excruciatingly good at this that Kellen felt it was unfair.

His whole body shook as he came, whispering the Captain’s name as he hugged his head.

Blearily, the Guide made eye contact with the Esper and the man grinned, releasing Kellen’s cock to show all the cum in his mouth.

Kellen shivered, releasing the hold he had on his head to reach for his mouth.

The Captain seemed surprised by the action, but let him, as Kellen touched the pool of cum on his tongue.

Undeterred, the Captain closed his mouth around the digit, sucking on it as he swallowed the cum and Kellen’s heart jerked in his chest.  “R-Rhys, why would you-” Kellen began, so shocked he’d used the Captain’s first name and that only made the Captain smug.  “Didn’t I tell you I was thirsty?

Now, get ready.

I’m going to drink you dry.”  CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB Kellen awoke a beast in this chapter.

Pray for him.