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(BL) Hunting The Field Guide

Kellen Woods grew up never knowing a normal world. By the time he could walk, his mother and father had already sealed several serious gates that threatened the safety of his hometown. By the time his sister was born, they were famous worldwide. So the world held their breath for when Kellen and his sister came of age, waiting to see what kind of power they would awaken. His sister was just like his mom, same power, same class, while Kellen, woke up one day to find out what it meant to be special in a family the world watched. But in the worst way. Awakening weaker then your powerful parents wasn’t unheard of, but when your younger sister awakened at the same class as your parent, anyone would feel inferior. And Kellen, never one to ask for hand outs, left the comfort and safety of his hometown to become better than the weak brat everyone thought he was. Kellen went to the front lines, to where the gates normally broke out. From there, Kellen worked hard, and then worked some more until no one could doubt that he was good at his job. He got so good that even with his lower class, people would still hire him to help. But Kellen never took it to heart. He had learned a valuable lesson on the front lines. Classification only meant shit if you walked back out of the gate. Otherwise, shut your mouth and listen to those with more experience. They determined who made it out alive or not. But Kellen was tired now. He had gotten everything out of his system, and the fast paced life on the front lines didn’t suit him anymore. Now, he wanted to go home, buy a house, maybe find a nice man to settle down with, and live a normal life. All the while, the yellow eyes he’d met on the front lines haunted him, no matter how much he tried to forget about them. Especially since the Esper they were attached to refused to let him go.

CalyB · LGBT+
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233 Chs

Who's a good boy? (m)

"Come here." Rhys ordered, and Kellen didn't know what that meant. Giving him a confused look, Rhys sighed. "Release my fingers." He said instead, and Kellen opened his mouth, his tongue licking the fingers as they left. Colour rode high on Rhys' cheeks, and Kellen felt it was a small victory. 

"Did I do a good job?" Kellen asked, unsure why he'd even licked and sucked on the fingers in the first place. Rhys' eyes narrowed, and with his other hand, he wrapped it around the back of Kellen's neck and pulled him in, kissing him deeply. Kellen groaned into the kiss, loving the feeling of the Captain's uniform rubbing against his practically bare chest. 

The hospital gown did nothing but cover his modesty, which was why Kellen was surprised when something wet, and slightly warm touched his ass. Gasping into the kiss, Kellen wiggled when he felt the Captain's fingers move towards his ass. 

He broke free of the kiss, panting, as the Captain stared at him.