"I think I’m in love." Rhys sat in a daze, meaning to get work done, really, truly, but he couldn’t take his mind off of everything that had happened the previous night. Kellen had been...holy.
He couldn’t get the way he’d dropped to his knees, no hesitation out of his mind. The way that Kellen had looked up at him, a little smirk on his lips as he undid his belt after he’d locked the door behind him?
Or, or when Kellen had looked at him like he wanted to eat him whole several times throughout the night? What about when Kellen wanted him to give him more pleasure and pain? Rhys wondered if Kellen was even going to be able to sit down today.
Rhys was going to be having some crazy fucking dreams for the foreseeable future.
"Don’t tell Kellen. He might get upset that he has to compete." Hill joked, and Rhys snorted.
"You know it’s him. There wouldn’t be anyone else I would even consider, nor would I have plans to. I’m a one man guy, and my boyfriend is so fucking hot." Rhys bragged and Hill made a disgusted face.
It was just her, Gunther, and Rhys in the conference room at the end of the table. Gunther had headphones on that were designed for Espers, so he wasn’t paying attention to the conversation. He probably wouldn’t even want to listen to it either.
When he had messaged them when he had been picking up the dinner for him and Kellen, he had let them know of his plans to get some work done early when Kellen went to workout in the morning. Hill had insisted that she would join him, while Gunther hadn’t said anything in the chat.
He had shown up, which told him a lot about where Gunther was mentally. Not well.
He was worried about the conversation he was going to have to have with him now that Casper was back to work. He could tell that Gunther was getting worse with each day he wasn’t able to see him. Rhys could see it, but there was nothing he could do about that. Gunther was, rather unfortunately, the one who helped make his bed.
Now Rhys had to help he realise what he’d done, and why things weren’t working out. Casper was not going to be around when he had this conversation. He was debating whether Kellen should even be allowed around him. He knew it would hurt Gunther if he found out about these thoughts he was having about him, but Gunther had proved that he needed to be considered like this.
He had not told Rhys, or had expected that he and Rhys had similar thoughts about love. Rhys, however, didn’t think that because Kellen liked a bit of pain during their time together in bed, that that was what love was about. He knew that if he and Kellen were screaming at each other, or if he ignored Kellen without any good reason, shit would hit the fan. He knew that there were some lines that he should never cross.
Rhys was just stunned that Gunther didn’t think the same way.
If Rhys was honest, he hated that he was going to have to confront him. He knew that their relationship might not make it out of it. Gunther was just like that. Fucker expected Casper, of all fucking people, to hit him to start a relationship. Casper! Rhys was almost scared to find out what actually went down, or how often Casper had been pushed and pulled for him to snap like that.
What had Gunther actually done to get him to that level? And did he plan to put his hands on Casper after this? Rhys felt sick to his stomach to even think about that. He knew that there were a lot of different kinds of relationships within the Esper and Guide community. It wasn’t a secret that violence and love went hand in hand.
Hell, he and Kellen were a decent example of that, but...Casper was, as Kellen would describe a ’soft’ Guide. He wasn’t interested in that kind of thing. The only thing Casper had been interested in for as long as Rhys had known him was...Gunther.
Rhys didn’t know what he could do to keep Casper in the Guild. He wasn’t even sure if he wanted to, depending on how he took the conversation he was going to have to have with him. Was he going to have to send Casper away for his own safety? Was Gunther going to try and find him and convince him to change his mind?
Fuck. Who should he shove Casper to when he had this conversation with Gunther? It couldn’t be anyone he would expect. Couldn’t be the Woods, Hill or any of the other lieutenants. It’d have to be...someone else.
Sighing, Rhys ran his hand over his face before he turned his attention back to the previous night. Kellen had given him a gift, and he was not the kind of man who would ever forget that.
"What is your boyfriend up to?" Hill asked, a smile in her voice as she unwrapped a lollipop and shoved it into her mouth. She’d run out of her normal flavour three days ago and she had been begrudgingly eating whatever she could get her hands on, but this morning a large box arrived full of her favourite flavour, and favourite lollipop.
These kinds of gifts were almost common now, even if they had only started showing up when Kellen had joined. Rhys chuckled, smiling as Hill happily typed away, a slight glow to her face as she enjoyed her candy.
"He is supposed to be working out, but when I passed by the gym on my way down he was chatting with some Espers. I believe they were some of the ones he guided when Casper was ill, but I am not fully sure." Hill chuckled.
"Did you storm inside?" She asked and Rhys chuckled.
"I didn’t need to. Kellen was doing a great job of making sure he wasn’t available. He didn’t have a top on, you see, so everyone could see-" Rhys cut off, a silly grin crossing his face. He was never going to oppose Kellen’s marking mentality. Especially since Kellen marked him back.
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