(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247: A quiet, domestic moment

Kellen wasn’t sure how he felt as he laid against Rhys’ back in the giant bathtub. His ass stung, and Rhys felt slippery against his back, but he liked being so close to him and the feel of his warmth wrapped around him.

"Are you tired?" Rhys asked, and Kellen found himself nodding his head.

"Yeah, but I shouldn’t sleep. I haven’t eaten yet." Kellen said and Rhys sighed.

"Well, we can’t have that." He replied. "I’ll order something once we’re out of the bath. How do you feel?" He asked and Kellen felt his face heat.

"Um, sore? My butt feels like it’s throbbing." Kellen admitted. "But the heat feels good on my thigh." Rhys pressed a kiss against his forehead.

"Good. Just a few more minutes and then I’ll help you get out." Kellen settled against him with that confirmation and the two sat there, just enjoying each other’s company. Kellen felt his eyes close and his body relax as he felt the warm body behind him rise and fall with their breath.

It felt very close. Very...intimate.

Kellen had never experienced this with someone else before. He was actually glad that Rhys was the person he was experience this with. Rhys hadn’t given him an option either. He’d picked him up and walked them towards the bathroom. By the time that Kellen realised what was happening, both of them were naked, Rhys had somehow found bubble bath, and the tub was already filling.

It was like...he’d planned this in advance. Kellen was too tired to question him about it right now. He’d do that after they ate.

"What did you want to eat tonight?" Rhys asked softly and Kellen shrugged.

"You pick?" Rhys chuckled. His grip tightened on Kellen.

"I’ve already had my meal." He said and Kellen felt his face heat.

"That is not-I am not a meal!" Kellen said, his voice squeaking. Rhys laughed heartily.

"What do you mean? You’re not a snack either, Kellen, and it was quite a lot. You don’t masturbate much, do you?" Kellen held his tongue. "Do you?" Rhys asked, laughter in his voice and Kellen turned to look at him. He was glaring at him, his face red. Rhys’s eyes were warm, yellow, and his touch was gentle.

"That isn’t something important for you to know." Kellen muttered, and Rhys’ eyes went wide.

"Of course it is! Especially if I am eating it. I want to get the full impact every time. You’ve never had watery cum before, have you?" Kellen shuddered at even the way he said it.

"No, and I have no plans to." Kellen said firmly and Rhys chuckled. He pressed his lips against Kellen’s temple, his body shaking and causing the water to move too.

"Awe. You don’t plan to make me cum a lot and then taste it?" Kellen gave him a strange look.

"Did you want me to do that?" Kellen asked and Rhys couldn’t stop shaking.

"Mm, not really? I’m planning for you to cum a lot, but I had to ask. I didn’t know if you liked me whimpering and shaking after cumming." Kellen blinked slowly. He felt his heart jump in his chest and he swallowed as he thought about what Rhys had looked like earlier after he came.

"Uh, well, I don’t...dislike how you look but it isn’t something I...want to force, I guess? I don’t want you to hurt yourself." Kellen muttered and Rhys sighed.

"Awe. You’re so sweet. Cuming for you is no strain on me, Kellen. Now, let’s get some food into you. I think your abs have lost a little bit of definition. We can’t have all your hard work going to waste." Kellen didn’t notice that he’d pulled the plug as the tub started draining and shortly after, the two of them were out of the tub, wrapped in towels, and Rhys was helping Kellen into the bedroom.

"Have I really lost that much weight?" Kellen asked as they were pulling on their underwear in the closet. Rhys stopped, turning to stare at the Guide.

"Well, you’ve lost some, for sure. No where near Brent or Casper levels, but you are losing it." Kellen frowned.

"Can you help me down the stairs? It’s...it’s hard to do on my own." Kellen admitted and Rhys released his hand to gently take him into his arms. At least this time he wasn’t being carried like a sack of flour over his shoulder.

"I am more than happy to help. Thank you for trusting me." Kellen rolled his eyes. He’d thrown his cane away, what else could he do? Kellen sat in Rhys’ arms as the man grinned like a fool going down the stairs.

"Why are you getting so much pleasure out of this?" Kellen asked. "I’m injured." Rhys shook his head, only responding when they were at the bottom of the stairs and he could give him a squeeze.

"Because this is the first time you’ve been injured like this and I’ve been allowed and able to touch you. It was awful at first, I’ll be the first to admit that, but now...you trust me. You allow me into your home, into your life, and allow me to take care of you. It’s a little bit fucked up, but I don’t think I’ve been happier." Rhys’ words washed over Kellen and he felt his heart ache.

He understood what he meant.

Kellen reached up, grabbing Rhys’ neck and pulling him down, much to his surprise. Kellen gave him a quick peck and his cheeks flushed. He stared up into the surprised, but warm yellow gaze above him.

"I understand what you mean. There were several times where I wanted to...be there for you but because of who I was, and who you were, I had to hold myself back." Kellen admitted and Rhys turned to mush.

"You also did that?" He asked softly, and Kellen nodded. Rhys exhaled slowly, before he pressed a kiss against Kellen’s temple. "Fuck. We need to order food before my other head wakes up." He muttered and Kellen jerked, before he started laughing.

"It goes to sleep?" Kellen asked and Rhys nodded. "I thought it was always ready." Kellen teased, and Rhys narrowed his eyes.

"Do you want to test that theory of yours, Kellen? Because there are plenty of ways to make you feel full." Kellen’s eyes widened as he stared up at Rhys. His eyes hadn’t gone gold yet, so he knew he was safe for the moment.

"No thank you." Kellen told him, and Rhys let out a bark of laughter.

"Good choice. Now, tell me what you want to eat. I have no preferences."