Chapter 205: When the adrenaline takes over (suggestive)
For a few short minutes the Captain was the voice of reason.
"Kellen, your wound is still freshly healed, even with Green’s help. We shouldn’t do anything." He argued, his breath coming in pants as his gaze zeroed in on Kellen’s lips. Kellen licked them. They were still lying with Kellen’s back on the Captain’s chest, but Kellen was anxious to have them chest to chest. He wanted to taste Rhys more.
"I don’t even know where I was shot." Kellen offered, and the Captain groaned.
"Your thigh. You were shot in your thigh." Kellen stared at the Captain’s lips as they moved, his heart pumping blood to other parts of his body as his head fogged.
"You’ll be careful with me, won’t you?" Kellen asked sweetly. The Captain’s breath came out harsh.
"Oh dear fucking lord. I am going to punish whoever taught you how to speak like that. Was it Guide Jameson?" The Captain growled, and Kellen felt his face heat at the sound he made. His fingers clenched on the Captain’s arms, his heart racing.
"N-No one taught me that. Mmm, maybe I read it somewhere before? I just know it’s true now. Maybe it’s Guide privilege, but," Kellen licked his lips nervously "I trust you. You’ll make sure that I’m okay. I don’t know why I’m so certain, but I am." Kellen said, and the Captain growled again.
"Who the fuck gave you those books?" He demanded, and Kellen flushed.
"I asked for them." Kellen defended. He truly had. He needed them too. Rhys narrowed his gaze.
"You aren’t answering my question, Kellen." Kellen frowned.
"Why do you want to know who gave me what I asked for? Why aren’t you kissing me when I asked you to?" Kellen pouted, and Rhys folded.