(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 164

Chapter 164: A pocket what?

(suggestive) Chapter 164: A pocket what?

(suggestive) With Kellen’s directions, it didn’t take long for Rhys to find what he was looking for.

Embarrassed at the box, and how quickly the Captain came back with it, Kellen wanted to be anywhere but here.

The long, low whistle from Rhys as he pulled the lid off really sealed the deal that Kellen wanted to be anywhere else.  “What a bad boy you are Kellen.

I didn’t realise that you had such desires hidden inside of you.

I’m sorry it took me so long to bring this up, and find this box.” Kellen was distraught.

The man had worked himself into a jealous rage over sex toys that he now held in his hands.

Kellen was lying on the bed on his back, with lube between his thighs as he buried his face into a pillow.

He had a pretty good idea how whores felt now, but he was pretty sure they didn’t get as embarrassed as he currently felt.  “I didn’t know what I liked.” Kellen admitted softly, and Rhys whistled again.  “These aren’t cheap.

How much does this little box cost?” Kellen wanted to die.  “I went for quality over quantity.” Kellen muttered.

Rhys burst into laughter.  “So I’m assuming these all had good reviews then?” Kellen didn’t want to answer verbally.

He wasn’t even sure if he could.

His mouth had dried up.

He nodded, the pillow moving with his movement.

There was silence for a moment, before Rhys spoke up again.

“Kellen?” He prompted and Kellen tensed.

This was not how he’d seen the night going.  He had seen them maybe kissing, falling asleep cuddling each other, maybe the Captain thrusting his cock between his thighs until they both came.

Simple, easy stuff.

Not being interrogated by his S Class Esper partner over a box of sex toys that he, admittedly, spent too much money on.

He only used one or two of them, since the others hadn’t really appealed to him.  “Yes, they did!” Kellen finally answered, a little snippy.

The lube was running down his thighs now, and he shivered.  “No need to be embarrassed.

I have some sex toys of my own.

Granted, I bought them with plans to use them on you, but I am pleasantly surprised to find a few that I had been on the fence about that you had bought for yourself.” He spoke so casually as he moved towards the bed.

It took Kellen a second to wrap his head around what he had said, before he sputtered.  “W-What?” Rhys finally sat on the edge of the bed again, and Kellen could hear him shuffling around in the box.

The lights weren’t on still, proving to Kellen that he could see in the dark.  “Well, that pretty penis of yours isn’t going to see action from anyone else, and if I’m honest, I’m not fond of bottoming, so I was planning to get you something to fuck while I fucked you.

Maybe get it molded after my own ass, you know?

It was going to be the perfect mix.

I also wanted to see what you looked like drenched in a different kind of pleasure then the one I could give you.

I’m glad to find out that you have a couple pocket…” Rhys’ tone changed, going from a cheerful, bumbling tone to sounding as if he was chastising Kellen.

“These don’t look like pussies, Kellen.” Kellen flushed, gripping the pillow close against his face.

He groaned.  “I have no interest in women.

Why would I get fake females, when I have no interest in them?” He full out laughed at Kellen’s tense tone, and Kellen flinched as his hand wrapped around Kellen’s ankle.

Kellen was sure he meant it in a comforting way, but Kellen’s body was on high alert.

This was a very awkward situation for him, and they had been about to do something that…Kellen had been excited about.

He was nervous now.  “Oh Kellen, I know.

I just wanted to see your reaction.

Honestly, I’m glad.

This way you can imagine you’re penetrating me while I penetrate you.” Kellen nearly swallowed his tongue at the words coming out of his mouth.  “We…We aren’t doing that today, are we?” Kellen asked, the words tumbling out of his mouth nervously.

Rhys laughed.  “No, and that question alone tells me you aren’t ready for us to go to the next step.

I’m just telling you so you can wrap your head around it.

I know it takes you a while to warm up to certain ideas.

After all, it took you seven years to realise you were in love with me.” He was so smug, happy to be able to tease Kellen like this.

Kellen wanted to bury himself in a hole.

This was exactly what he meant when he’d spoken to Taylor about it earlier in the day.

He was going to rub this into his face for the rest of their lives.  But, Kellen wasn’t a liar, and he felt he needed to correct the small, tiny, not at all a big deal problem that the Captain had stumbled into.

Something he had come to understand in the time between talking to Taylor, and now.

He sighed heavily.

“…It wasn’t seven years.” He muttered into the pillow against his mouth.  “Hmm?

What was that Kellen?

I couldn’t hear you.” That damn fucking smug tone.

Fuck me.  Sitting up finally, Kellen lowered the pillow from his face, knowing damn well that his cheeks were flaming.

He couldn’t look in the direction of the Captain.

His heart was racing in his chest.  “It wasn’t seven years.

I’ve liked you since…since high school.” Kellen said, and for a moment, neither one of them said anything.  “Oh.

Uh, oh my gosh.

Wow.

How?” Rhys seemed shocked.

Kellen bet that if he could see his face right now, he’d be bright red.

He was kind of upset that he couldn’t.  “Well…I guess I’ve been following you as an Esper since you were in the D.E.C.” Kellen said, turning to glance in his direction before looking away.

He couldn’t see his reaction anyways.  “And you forgot I was an S Class Esper?” He asked, and Kellen felt his face flush all over again.  “I-I try not to be so aware of everyone’s Class since I hated being referred to as a C Class.

So I tried to be respectful of others the way that I wanted to be respected.

You know, treat others how you want to be treated.” Kellen knew he sounded defensive, because he was.

Rhys tightened his grip on Kellen’s ankle.  “You didn’t like to be referred to as a C Class?” He asked, slightly confused and Kellen swallowed, before he felt himself laugh.  “Well, no one wants to be reminded about why they are different from their family every day Especially if everyone else views it as a weakness.” His hand tightened again before it loosened, and he rubbed his thumb in a small, gentle circle.  “I’m so sorry.

I definitely used to call you a C Class on the front lines.

I don’t think I meant it to hurt you.

I won’t refer to you by your Class level from now on.” Touched by his apology, Kellen nodded.  “I know you didn’t really mean offense by it.

But sometimes, you can’t shake what society has taught you.

It’s why I wasn’t completely surprised by what those shitty Guides did.

It was also why I was probably so fucking mad.” Rhys sighed, before tugging on his ankle.  “Come here.

I want to comfort you, but you’re so far away.” Hesitant, Kellen slowly made his way down the bed, the feeling of the slickness between his thighs throwing him off.

The way they rubbed against each other as he moved made him shiver.

He wasn’t used to them being like this outside of water.

He did his best not to show how deeply moving had affected him as he came to sit at the edge of the bed.  Sitting next to Rhys, Kellen could tell he had the box in his lap, and he was slightly hunched over.

He reached out a hand, and with that simple touch, Kellen confirmed that he for sure could see in the dark.

His hand wrapped around the back of Kellen’s neck, pulling him towards the man.

His lips met Kellen’s in a deep, wet kiss.

It was full of tongues and teeth, and made Kellen feel like he was floating.

It was his favourite kind of kiss.  Shivering, Kellen turned his body towards Rhys’ unconsciously, and felt him grin against Kellen’s lips before he kept kissing him exactly the way he liked it.

Deep, thorough possession of his mouth and lips.

It was a wonderful level three kiss that had Kellen’s toes curling against the floor, and his hands reaching to hold onto Rhys’ shoulders.  Kellen’s head began to feel fuzzy, but he knew he wasn’t guiding.

It was just that this man had the ability to kiss all sense of reason out of him.

Not that he was trying all that hard to keep it.

The man was sexy, and he wanted him pressed against him, finding pleasure in his body.

With his body.  Opening his eyes, Kellen’s eyes met the glowing, golden gaze of an Esper staring back at him.

He moaned, his cock jerking.

Kellen’s grip tightened on the Captain’s shoulders.  “C-Captain.” He whimpered, unsure what he should say, what he should do to get what he wanted.

Rhys trailed kisses down his neck.

Wet, loud, sucking kisses that had Kellen briefly closing his eyes.  “You’re too tempting, Kellen.

I want to devour you.” His fervent whisper against Kellen’s skin made something swell inside of him.

He bit his lip, turning his head so that he had more access to his skin.

Rhys tsked.

“Stop biting your lips.

Those are mine.” He growled, upset, and Kellen blinked, before a slow, seductive smile crossed his lips.  “Then bite them.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB Thanks for reading!