(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 218

Chapter 218: Two sides of the same coin (m)

Kellen stared up at where Rhys was over top of him, the light from the room casting most of his face in shadows. It brought out the definition of his body, his abs, and the shape of his muscles. The way he was holding Kellen’s legs was suspect, but Kellen didn’t mind. He could already feeling himself getting turned on again, just from the way the Captain was touching him and looking at him.

Licking his lips, Kellen gripped onto the sheets beside him.

"What does it do if I do that?" Kellen asked, curious and Rhys’ smile threw the shadows around him wildly. He looked...evil, demonic, and so fucking sexy Kellen almost swallowed his tongue.

"It makes your thighs tight, Kellen, so that when I slide my cock between them, over and over, it will feel like heaven. My cock is going to rub against yours, brushing against your balls fast, hard, and it’s going to feel so fucking good. So cross those ankles for me, won’t you sweetheart?" Kellen found himself nodding, entranced and Rhys chuckled. "Good boy."

Kellen felt a shiver run down his spine, and Rhys smirked.

"Did you like that? We still haven’t decided on a safe word." Rhys told him with a chuckle as Kellen crossed his ankles slowly. His grip on the sheets grew bruising, and he worried that he was going to tear them.

"I-I don’t think we need one. I will tell you if I don’t want something." Rhys bent, bending Kellen as he did so until his lips brushed Kellen’s.

"Sweetheart, my sweet Kellen, you have no idea what I have planned for you now that I know a little bit more about what you like, do you? Did you ever research kinks and things like it?" Kellen shook his head, his breath coming quick and fast with Rhys’ lips brushing his own. Rhys chuckled. "Well, I think you should. I know you’re going to be busy, like I am, but we should take some time to research that. Just so I can see the look cross your face when you realise that you do want a safe word, and you want it because you’re with me." Rhys kissed Kellen deeply, hungrily, and Kellen moaned into the kiss.

It was a level three, toe curling kiss that had Kellen chasing Rhys’ lips as he pulled back, going back to his previous position above him. Kellen groaned, his cock already hard again, and that seemed to be the thing that Rhys was waiting for.

Slowly, softly, Kellen felt Rhys’ cock slide against his thighs from the back. Kellen’s eyes widened as Rhys grazed against his asshole. He sucked in, the feeling something he’d never experienced before now.

Rhys kept a firm look on Kellen’s face, gauging his reactions. Kellen felt his head swim at the warmth that wasn’t quite familiar, but wasn’t quite foreign, but it wasn’t familiar down there in the slightest.

"W-What-?"

"Sh. It’s okay. I’m not putting it in at all. I just wanted...I just wanted to rub the tip against it. You aren’t ready, and I want this hole twitching to welcome me in when we decide to do it." Rhys whispered, and Kellen gulped, nodding.

"Y-You keep saying things like that. What does that even mean?" Kellen asked softly, and Rhys’ golden gaze sharpened.

"It means," he shifted until the tip of his cock was rubbing a little too aggressively against Kellen’s asshole. "That you’ll be begging to take me inside here. Your hole will be trained to take my cock, without having ever felt it before. You’ll be whimpering beneath me, twitching and so hard precum is coming out of your cock and we haven’t even started yet. You’ll be relentless, begging me for my cock to fill you up." Rhys whispered and Kellen felt butterflies in his stomach.

"W-What makes you think I’ll be like that?" Kellen countered, and Rhys’ grin nearly wiped away Kellen’s sense of reason. It was so cocky, so sure of himself that Kellen worried that Rhys was right, and he was going to be like that.

"Kellen, do you honestly think I would let it go down any other way?" Rhys said, and Kellen wanted to protest, wanted to say that it wasn’t going to be the way that Rhys said, but couldn’t make his lips form those words. Rhys chuckled. "That’s right. A good boy knows when to protest, and when to sit back and take it." Kellen felt his face heat at the soft, but compelling words that Rhys spoke.

"I-I’m not a good boy." Kellen protested softly as he twitched, his thighs tightening together as Rhys continued to rock his hips against Kellen’s asshole. Rhys watched him quietly, his gaze golden.