(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 312

Chapter 312: One track mind (suggestive)

Kellen was exhausted.

He was never going to tell Rhys that, but there might have been a chance that he had been right. Kellen felt he might not have felt so exhausted if he wasn’t injured, and if that was the case, he really wasn’t going to tell Rhys that.

Not only would he feel bad, he’d probably get smug. Kellen wasn’t going to allow that to happen.

So, he did his best to keep up.

At some point, he didn’t really care if he got off. It was clear to him that while he was having a good time, and enjoying his time with Rhys, he’d cum enough. This time wasn’t really for him anymore, and he didn’t really want to anymore.

Rhys, however, needed this.

Kellen hadn’t been aware of how deep Rhys’ sexual needs went. He’d also had no idea that Rhys had been holding back on him. He had thought that they were matched in that area, but that just wasn’t true. Like everything else that came with being an S Class, Rhys’ sexual desires and needs ran a very deep well.

What that meant was that even though Kellen had probably cum 4 or five times, Rhys had easily doubled that, and was still ready to keep going. Kellen wouldn’t lie and say that it did kind of concern him, worrying if he was going to be able to handle him, but he comforted himself with a few words.

If he was on top of Rhys’ desires, there was a chance that he wouldn’t get to this point again. If his desires were managed, just like his need for guiding, there was a chance that Kellen wouldn’t find himself in situations like this often.

It would mean that Kellen would have to add a different kind of workout routine to his daily workouts, but that was fine. Anything that would help them, help Rhys, or help Kellen in the long run.

Rhys was very important to him. Kellen was in love with him. He had wanted everything to go well for him before he realised his feelings for him. Now? Now it was a mission statement, a pulse underneath his skin. He was going to do everything he could to make this work.

Even if his mind was distracted from the moment before him, he wasn’t thinking about anything but Rhys, and his health.

Rhys, however, didn’t seem to notice. Kellen was happy that he hadn’t, even as he stared up at the Esper above him, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his face flushed, and his cock pressed against his face.

Kellen’s face was covered in cum. He honestly should have grabbed a pair of goggles or something to protect his eyes, but Rhys was quite good at clearing off his eyes shortly after he’d cum, his gaze hazy, golden, and not quite in focus.

Kellen did not take it personally. He viewed this as something he’d neglected, and honestly? It was pretty hot to see Rhys lose himself over and over, painting Kellen’s body with cum. It should have concerned him, he knew that, but he just couldn’t find it in himself to be worried about a trait like this.

Kellen knew it was basically a best marking his territory. It was something that other creatures did in the wild with pee or pheromones, and Kellen believed that it was the latter instinct that Rhys was playing into.

So, Kellen laid back, and let his S Class Esper spray him with his cum, all the while touching him, whispering to him, comforting him as he did so. Kellen had noticed the switch after they’d done that 69 thing again. Rhys had gotten quiet, his focus turning towards his pleasure. It wasn’t a selfish thing, since Rhys still made sure that Kellen came several times after that, but it was interesting to witness the change.

Rhys, who was normally focused on Kellen finding pleasure first, switching his priority was something that Kellen hadn’t expected, but he didn’t hate it. Watching Rhys sweat, rubbing his cock against different parts of Kellen’s body as he lay on his back, stroking his cock, or asking Kellen non-verbally to suck his cock was something that Kellen had never imagined.