(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205: When the adrenaline takes over (suggestive)

For a few short minutes the Captain was the voice of reason.

"Kellen, your wound is still freshly healed, even with Green’s help. We shouldn’t do anything." He argued, his breath coming in pants as his gaze zeroed in on Kellen’s lips. Kellen licked them. They were still lying with Kellen’s back on the Captain’s chest, but Kellen was anxious to have them chest to chest. He wanted to taste Rhys more.

"I don’t even know where I was shot." Kellen offered, and the Captain groaned.

"Your thigh. You were shot in your thigh." Kellen stared at the Captain’s lips as they moved, his heart pumping blood to other parts of his body as his head fogged.

"You’ll be careful with me, won’t you?" Kellen asked sweetly. The Captain’s breath came out harsh.

"Oh dear fucking lord. I am going to punish whoever taught you how to speak like that. Was it Guide Jameson?" The Captain growled, and Kellen felt his face heat at the sound he made. His fingers clenched on the Captain’s arms, his heart racing.

"N-No one taught me that. Mmm, maybe I read it somewhere before? I just know it’s true now. Maybe it’s Guide privilege, but," Kellen licked his lips nervously "I trust you. You’ll make sure that I’m okay. I don’t know why I’m so certain, but I am." Kellen said, and the Captain growled again.

"Who the fuck gave you those books?" He demanded, and Kellen flushed.

"I asked for them." Kellen defended. He truly had. He needed them too. Rhys narrowed his gaze.

"You aren’t answering my question, Kellen." Kellen frowned.

"Why do you want to know who gave me what I asked for? Why aren’t you kissing me when I asked you to?" Kellen pouted, and Rhys folded.

"Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. Give me a sec." Kellen turned slowly in Rhys’ arms until they were face to face. Kellen then leaned in, pressing his lips to Rhys’ throat.

He was still wearing his Captain uniform, and Kellen found him incredibly attractive. Kellen could already feel that the two of them were getting hard. Rhys was holding himself together by a thin strand that nearly snapped when Kellen grazed his teeth along the cord of his neck. Rhys sucked in, holding his breath as his eyes glowed.

"The door’s locked. I want to get up and close the curtain. I know others would respect the door being locked, but I doubt you’d want Green walking in on us in a compromising position." Rhys was speaking logically, but currently, Kellen didn’t care.

All he wanted was Rhys. He needed to feel him after the scare he’d had, and he was not pleased that the man was putting up such a fight. He was supposed to be his Esper? So why was he denying him?

"Rhys, if you get up from this bed, I am going to attack you." Kellen threatened, and Rhys froze.

"You’ll what?" Rhys asked, his voice sounding choked. Kellen huffed.

"Why are you trying to push me away?" Kellen asked, and Rhys turned to stare down at the Guide who had fought him tooth and nail about their pairing being a romantic relationship.

Who was now demanding affection, kisses, and threatening him with a good time.

Rhys folded quickly, hiking Kellen up his body and moving the blankets out of the way.

"You’re right. Why am I being so foolish? I can simply cover you if someone attempts to come in. Now come here. I want to taste you." Kellen met the glowing, golden gaze with a grin as their lips touched again.

This time, the angle was just right, and Kellen was able to shift forward until their chests touched. Wrapping his arms around the man, Kellen kissed him deeply. His fingers played in the short hairs at the Captain’s nape, enjoying the feeling of the two of them kissing.

Rhys groaned as Kellen shifted, and Rhys’ hands went to Kellen’s thighs.