(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 329

Chapter 329: I know we should be talking, but...

"Should we...tell the other Captains about this?" Kellen asked Rhys.

It was long after their meeting Lieutenant Fisher. Charlie had responded well to meeting the other man, especially with the candy in his mouth, and Hill, despite the candy in her mouth, was threatening enough that Kellen and Rhys didn’t have to do anything.

Kellen felt a little bad that Hill had been an unintentional test subject to Charlie’s powers. Without their knowing, they had given her over to an S Class Guide. They were known for being almost like a drug, and they had handed Hill over to him on a silver platter. Kellen wouldn’t lie and say he wasn’t happy that Rhys hadn’t offered his help in that way.

Kellen didn’t want to know how it felt to see Rhys get possessive over someone else while he was around. Imagining it almost made him sick to his stomach.

Rhys sighed, shifting, pulling Kellen closer against him. They were lying down on the couch in Kellen’s apartment, with Kellen on Rhys’ chest, his body along his. Rhys put his free hand behind his head, looking thoughtfully towards the large window looking over them.

"I think that would be a terrible idea." Rhys remarked, and Kellen tilted his head, watching him.

"Why?" He asked, wanting to know what he was thinking. Rhys sighed.

"We already saw how Hill reacted this evening, and she’s only an A Class. I do not want to know what Sakura or Sergei would be like after a taste of Charlie. I know it sounds a little...crude, but that’s the fact of it. A single drop of an S Class Guide could be like the sweetest poison to them. I would rather keep Charlie as a secret, even telling them a fake story, or even his original origins. Both would have great sympathy towards him if they found that out, and wouldn’t need to know his Class." Kellen nodded. He did agree with Rhys, he just wanted to know that they were on the same wavelength.

"Yeah. I would rather if Charlie wanted to make that decision, that he was able to. Not forced to do so. So...we tell them we found a Guide from Guiding Center C who was being overworked, I gave them my card, they came to the Guild and after being taken care of by my parents, we found out that they were from a child trafficking ring, or at least assumed so?" Kellen suggested and Rhys bent, pressing a kiss against his forehead absently.

"Hmm. That sounds good, and it isn’t a lie. We just won’t tell them what Class he is, or if they ask, say he’s a C Class like he thought." Rhys replied and Kellen sighed.

"I just hope that Charlie understands how serious it is that he doesn’t tell anyone else about his Class level. Only you, me, Casper and Hill can know. I might tell my parents, but I feel like they would understand if we didn’t tell them. Especially with the situation we’re in." Kellen felt bad not telling his parents, but he did believe that they would understand. Rhys grunted.

"Between the terrorists that want your family gone, and the gate that wants everyone gone, we are in quite a pickle, aren’t we? It feels like we don’t have enough time to enjoy each other." Rhys sighed pitifully, giving Kellen a squeeze. Kellen snorted.

"Not enough time? What the hell have we been doing for the last two days?" Kellen demanded and Rhys smiled down at him.

"Catching up, of course. I haven’t satiated my appetite enough to be able to just...taste you for the sake of tasting you, have I?" Kellen watched as his gaze dipped to that telling golden hue and he felt his mouth dry.

"Uh, I’m afraid to ask what that means." Kellen muttered and Rhys grinned, his golden eyes warm as he stared down at his pair. His arm felt heavy and warm on Kellen’s back, but he could tell that it was moving further down. It didn’t take a genius to figure out where he was going, and when his palm squeezed Kellen’s ass, he wasn’t surprised in the slightest.

"It means, my dear, darling, wonderful boyfriend, that after we have bathed properly, I would lay you down after taking care of you properly, and feast on you until you are a mushy, warm Kellen melting into the bed." Kellen blinked, the image he painted was a nice one, but at the same time...

"Don’t you already do that?" Kellen asked, meaning his words and Rhys chuckled.

"You are such a kind man, but that’s not what I mean, Kellen. I haven’t been able to do that to you yet. Between you overexerting yourself, all of the time we’ve been training, and the time we’ve been so busy we’ve barely had time to hold hands, I haven’t been able to just...fully enjoy you the way I want to. Sure, I would love to sink into that hole of yours and make both of us lose ourselves in the pleasure, but I also want to watch you unravel under my hands. I want to be the only one who knows all of your little secrets." His words were intoxicating, and Kellen found his breathing uneven, his hands clutching onto the chest under him.

"I, uh, I’m pretty sure you already unravel me, Rhys." Kellen blushed, his face warm as he glanced up at him. Rhys was grinning widely as Kellen spoke. "I don’t think I’ve ever felt pleasure like what I feel with you." Kellen murmured. "Even when I masturbate alone, it’s not the same." Kellen told him and Rhys pressed another kiss against his forehead. It felt like a reward of sorts, and Kellen felt even more flustered.

"Do you masturbate often?" Rhys asked, his voice dropping in pitch and Kellen knew what that meant. The line that they had been toeing had been crossed, and Kellen swallowed. The hand on his ass squeezed tighter, and Kellen wasn’t able to stop the soft sound that left his lips. "Well, Kellen? What’s your answer?" Rhys bent, his lips brushing Kellen’s ear, his breath warm and Kellen knew that any chance of having a more serious conversation was gone for the evening.