(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125: B.D.D. to the rescue

Kellen didn’t know how long the two of them remained glued together, kissing and holding each other, but in his opinion, it wasn’t long enough. The Captain was the one who stopped them. He had removed the dazed, kiss-swollen Kellen from his grasp, and taken a hand towel and cleaned them both up. He’d placed Kellen in one of the stools against the island, found his shirt, put it back on him, and kissed him on the forehead.

True to his word, he had reheated the food, and Kellen found himself seated at the island with steaming tea, steaming food, and the Captain beside him with a hand on his thigh. Stunned, Kellen felt like the moment they had shared just a few minutes before was a dream. It was the gold of the Captain’s eyes that gave away what had truly happened.

"Eat, Kellen. You burnt a lot, and you need to keep your body weight up. I hated seeing you so skinny when I saw you again after a few months." He was being quite bossy, but his eyes were teasing. He was rubbing Kellen’s thigh soothingly while eating his own food, but his touch was quite distracting.

Kellen took a sip of his tea before trying to focus on his own food. He wasn’t used to others touching him, especially on his thigh, but he did eventually get used to it enough to eat calmly. The Captain finished before Kellen, and had turned himself so that he could use both of his hands to touch Kellen. At some point he had switched what hand was on his thigh so that he could play with the hair at the nape of his neck. Kellen couldn’t make eye contact with him, so he focused on finishing his food to end the small touch that the Captain was giving him.

When he finally glanced at him, wiping his mouth with a napkin, he found that the Captain had a smug, happy look on his face and his eyes were soft.

"When did you finish?" Kellen asked, and he smirked. _{freewebnøvel.coɱ}

"Oh, after you, like a gentleman." Kellen’s jaw dropped, before he blinked and grabbed his tea, pouring the liquid into his mouth in an effort to stop himself from saying anything rash. "If you were asking about dinner, about five minutes ago. I don’t have to eat as much as you, so I enjoy watching you when I’m done. You’re a very enthusiastic eater." Kellen felt his face heat up at his smirk.

Kellen knew what he was implying, and he was going to ignore it.

Sure, they’d...jerked each other off, but that was just practise! Just. Practise! He was sure that it could be used as a form of guiding. Absolutely. Even if he found the Captain incredibly attractive, and good with his hands and tongue, that didn’t mean that they were anything beyond a pair. This was normal for a pair. Totally normal

The Captain bent forward, his lips grazing Kellen’s ear as he spoke. "I wonder how deep you’ll be able to take my cock into your mouth, Kellen. You didn’t try to go that deep. Do you have a gag reflex? We can always do that kind of training too, if you’d like. I can give you first hand experience, because I don’t." Kellen spit tea all over the counter, coughing.

"C-Captain Thatcher!" He leaned back, an unrepentant grin on his face.

"Ah, back to Captain Thatcher, are we? How cute of you. You were really cute against the counter too, but I do enjoy getting you flustered the old fashioned way." He grinned. "Really, Kellen, you should let me touch your cock more. You did seem to enjoy it, and it helped me relax too." Kellen was stunned by this man.

"Y-You can’t just say stuff like that!" He protested and the Captain laughed.

"Why not? Is it because you’re embarrassed? You shouldn’t be. It’s not the first time I’ve touched you, and gods willing, it won’t be the last. Plus, your cock is so pretty. I just want to give it kisses. Is that alright, Kellen? Can I give it kisses?" The Captain moved into Kellen’s direct line of sight, and Kellen swore he was trying to be cute. He swallowed.

"W-We’ve done enough practise for today. I thought you wanted to have a serious conversation." Kellen darted his gaze away from him, his face red. He didn’t notice the Captain’s hand leaving his nape until his nails grazed his scalp. Kellen’s eyes rolled back into his head as he shivered.

"Alright, if you say so. I would never want to force you, but I do hope the time comes soon where I can wake you up the way I would like to." Kellen knew he was fishing. He wanted Kellen to ask him how he wanted to wake him up. Kellen wasn’t going to fall for it.

"Thank you for not forcing me." Kellen told him hotly, and the Captain laughed. His fingernails dug in a little deeper, and he tugged on his hair. Kellen felt a sweat break out down his back. Fuck, that felt good. He couldn’t find out how much he got turned on by his simple touch.

The Captain’s chuckle caused Kellen to open his slightly closed eyes and glance over at him. His eyes widened at his smirking look. Fuck! He already knew.

Kellen pushed his hands away, clearing his throat as he stood up and gathered the containers the food had come in. "I’ll clean up since you ordered and picked up the food." He told him, busying himself by cleaning. The Captain remained in his seat, watching him and Kellen know that this wasn’t going to last long if they didn’t talk about the issue at hand. If Rhys kept looking at him like that, Kellen wasn’t sure if he was going to be able to stop him if he approached him again.

Thankfully, he stayed on his side of the island while Kellen finished cleaning up. He was finishing wiping up the mess from when he had spewed tea everywhere when the Captain cleared his throat. Kellen glanced up at him.

"Well, we should discuss why I wanted to have you alone in private." Kellen straightened up, tossing the cloth into the sink as he met the serious gaze of the Esper. "Kellen, why didn’t you call for me?" He blinked, unsure of what he meant.

"Why didn’t I call for you?" He repeated, confused and the Captain sighed.