(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 216

Chapter 216: I can’t be jealous when you’re this good (suggestive)

Kellen stared at the devilish smile on the Captain’s lips and tried to think back to the books and other things he had watched. His mind was coming up blank. Rhys’ shoulders shook at the blank look on Kellen’s face as soon as it was brought up.

"I am going to take it that your research didn’t cover that, did it?" Kellen stared at the man who was teasing him, making fun of him, but had also been gentle in taking care of him and listening to his every word. He bit his lip, and watched as the Captain’s gaze grew piercing. "You did that on purpose." He accused, before bending and sucking the bitten lip into his mouth.

Kellen’s breathing became shaky the longer he did so, the Captain running his tongue along the lip in his mouth. He released it with a soft ’pop!’ and Kellen’s mind felt hazy.

"N-No." Kellen said once his lip was released. Rhys’ gaze was warm, golden, and glanced over every inch of skin Kellen exposed. Kellen’s cheeks flushed with the thorough look over. Rhys shifted his weight until he was resting on one arm in a display of power and strength. Kellen’s abs clenched as Rhys reached out, gently caressing his skin with his fingers.

"You unintentional seductress." Rhys murmured, his gentle touch causing all of Kellen’s muscles to clench tightly and his breathing to come in fast, almost pants.

"R-Rhys?" Kellen’s voice sounded foreign to his own ears as he watched the man’s hand like he was possessed. The soft texture of his fingers, and the way that Rhys was watching Kellen’s face only made Kellen shift underneath him. Kellen felt himself grow harder the longer that the Captain held himself above Kellen without shaking, or his muscles complaining. "D-Do you often work out?" The words slipped out of Kellen’s lips, and it took Rhys by surprise.

He didn’t stop his trail across Kellen’s skin, but his eyes widened slightly.

"Do I often work out? Hmm, not as much as I used to." Rhys said, and his eyes turned into golden crescents as he smiled at Kellen, and Kellen swallowed. "Though, I would like to. I have a particular type of workout that I’d like to participate in, but I need the consent of the other party to do so." Kellen swallowed thickly, and felt his cock jerk. Rhys bent forward, pressing a kiss against the skin of his shoulders. Kellen swore he drooled a little at the way his abs flexed.

"O-Oh. Well, uh, y-you’re really strong." Kellen felt like he was rambling, while Rhys seemed pleased. It was almost as if...he was showing off?

"Kellen, do you like my body?" He asked and Kellen gave several slow, thorough blinks while he stared at Rhys’ body before he turned gaze upwards, towards his eyes.

"I-I do." Kellen admitted. "It’s...really attractive that you’re holding yourself up with one arm above me. I...I really like it." Kellen told him, and Rhys’ expression shifted slightly. It grew softer, and he bent forward, kissing Kellen’s lips, luring him into a deeper kiss with gentle, soft pecks until Kellen found himself lost in his lips again.

Damn, he should be angry that Rhys was such a good kisser, but Kellen didn’t have a bone in his body that was ready to get angry. Not when the man was this good at it. It took the wind out of his jealous sails.

Rhys pulled away, and Kellen slowly opened his eyes to stare at the man with a heated gaze. Rhys chuckled.

"You really like kisses huh?" It should have sounded teasing, but instead it had such a deep tenderness to it that Kellen felt himself melting into the bed. He nodded slowly, licking his lips.

"I think I...should be angry at who taught you to kiss like that before me, but I can’t bring myself to do so. I just like it so much that I can’t." Kellen admitted, his lips feeling soft, wet, and a little swollen. He wanted more kisses, and Rhys chuckled.

"That’s very cute of you, Kellen. I’m glad you aren’t angry, since I have no plans to kiss anyone else from this point on. We can kiss the way you like it until your lips are swollen and you can’t leave the room. We have to call Green up to help you so that you can move around the Guild without being too embarrassed." Rhys grinned and Kellen’s cheeks flushed.

"H-How long would that even take?" Kellen protested. Not the act, but the time frame. Rhys’ shoulders shook. Kellen felt like he was laughing a lot at him, and he wasn’t sure how he felt about that.

"Mm, I’m not sure. Did you want to try tonight? It’d have to be after what I want to try first. We can’t have Kellen not knowing what a rim job is for another day. I’m curious to see how much you’ll like it. We’re going to have to pull you to the edge of the bed so that we put less stress on your wound. Otherwise, I would like to fold you like a pretzel and watch your face as I...hmm, I think I might want to keep that as a surprise." Kellen was worried by the glee that was in the Captain’s voice.

It didn’t always spell something bad for Kellen, usually quite the opposite. But it did normally expose Kellen to something he hadn’t even known he wanted to know before.

Nervous, Kellen shifted under Rhys.

"W-What is a rim job? Is it...like a blow job or a hand job?" Kellen asked, trying to connect the dots in his brain. Rhys’ eyes widened, before his expression softened with a grin.