Chapter 33: Morning after Blues
In the morning, Kellen got out of bed and headed for the shower. After cleaning his body, he stepped into his closet and got dressed, brushed his teeth and headed downstairs. The kitchen and living room were spotless, almost as if no one had been there the night before. Turning on the kettles, he went about making a hearty breakfast of an omelet with lots of veggies in it and a little bowl of fresh cut fruit, ignoring the nagging feeling in the back of his mind. It wasn't until he was sat down, tea in hand, food before him that he allowed himself to freak out. He put the cup down and grabbed his head.
What the fuck had he done last night?
Kellen hadn't drunk enough for him to forget anything he'd done last night. Everything was hazy, but it was there. He remembered allowing the Captain to carry him upstairs, helping him brush his teeth, helping him take his shirt off....and everything else.
He touched his lips, remembering the feeling of the Captain's pressed against his. His nipples were still a little tender this morning from last night, and he felt embarrassed. The Captain's body weight pressed against his...the feeling of his fingers in Kellen's hair...his tongue tracing likes down his body...the feeling his hand against Kellen's cock....
Face flushed, Kellen slammed it against the counter of the island. He needed to forget these things. They weren't helpful, and the Captain had only been...helping him practise. Yup. Just practise. Even though he told him not to guide while they practised.
Kellen rubbed his face against the cold stone of the island and groaned. None of that had been a smart idea. He should never have done that with the Captain. He knew that the Captain wanted more from him, but he didn't know what that meant. What was the difference between being a pair, and being romantic partners? If he wanted a physical relationship, they were a Guide and Esper, of could the Captain was going to get that. What more could he want from Kellen?
Trying to push those thoughts down, Kellen pulled himself together enough to finish his breakfast and get ready for work. Once his shoes were on and he'd grabbed his bag, sans his usual kit given how the Captain had reacted to it yesterday, Kellen opened his front door. Outside was Casper, who'd had his hand raised in a knock. Kellen caught himself before he ran into the other Guide, and Casper laughed.
"Good morning Kellen. How was your sleep? I heard the other lieutenants and Captain Thatcher stopped by last night. I wanted to join, but I had a lot of work I needed to get done. I hope they didn't cause you too much trouble." Casper smiled at him warmly and thoughts of what happened last night ran through Kellen's head. Swallowing, Kellen put on his best Guide smile before turning and letting the door close behind him. Making sure it was locked, he joined Casper and the two of them began walking down the hallway.
"Yeah, I don't have a headache, so I'm fine. What brings you to my door?" He asked as Kellen led the way. He glanced at the Captain's door, before turning his attention back to Casper.