(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 369

Chapter 369: Just another box
“So where did you hide them?” Rhys asked conversationally as they moved up the staircase. Kellen sighed. He just had a feeling that once he told him, nothing would be secret anymore. He squeezed Rhys’ hand, his own emotions racing, his pulse was probably pounding.

“Uh, well, I had a few shoe boxes. That’s what I usually use for storage.” Kellen hoped that the way he said that made it seem like he didn’t hide things in the shoe boxes, and instead just stored things in them. He didn’t think it would get past Rhys, who was well versed in Kellen mannerisms now, but he could hope.

His parents had believed him. His shoe boxes had been safe up until this point. He should trust in the fact that they had lasted this long. They should continue to last.

They got to the top of the stairs rather quickly, too quickly. Kellen wasn’t ready to come face to face with his little secret. He didn’t feel like it was a bad thing, but that didn’t mean that he wanted to explain himself.

He remembered how Rhys had reacted when he’d seen his supply of lube, condoms and other things the first time that they had been together. Kellen now knew that was him testing the waters to see if Kellen could be with him. Now..

Plus, some of the things that Brent had talked him into getting were…strange. And he wasn’t quite sure about them.

Rhys pushed open the door, reaching in and turning on the light in the bedroom. Kellen almost wished that there was someone else in the room, so that they could turn their attention to that. Instead, he watched as Rhys’ eyes began to scan the room. He was looking for where he had hidden it.

Flushed, Kellen gently tugged on his hand and Rhys glanced at him as Kellen moved past him and towards the closet. He wasn’t one for hiding things, so he had put all of the boxes that he didn’t want others to see together. Rhys wasn’t an idiot. He knew one of these boxes held sex toys. Rhys just hadn’t realised that the number had grown, or if he had, he was just being polite and not asking any questions.

“They were here the whole time?” Rhys asked, and that told Kellen that he probably hadn’t noticed. Good. Good.

“Yeah. Well, not the whole time. I left them in the box they arrived in and slipped under the shelves for a few days before I found time to unpack them and check and see if I got the whole order.” Kellen told him and Rhys turned to look at him, shocked.

“Damn this power of mine. I had no clue.” Kellen chuckled.

“You use your power on me?” Rhys nodded as they stepped into the closet. He didn’t need Kellen’s help to move towards the boxes since he already knew where they were. He’d gotten them before. Well, the regular sex toy box.

“All the time. It stopped working a while ago. At this point, it’s just to make sure.” Rhys said casually, moving towards the boxes. Kellen grappled with his words, and how casually he said them. Rhys was always trying to see his future? Always? Kellen was surprised that the level of his contamination was always so normal.

Honestly, Kellen was afraid to find out how much power Rhys had, and how deep it was. Because that? That might be S Class behaviour, but Kellen knew it was SS Class behaviour. It wasn’t normal, and it scared Kellen that he was completely fine finding that out. Like that was normal.

“Which box is the new box?” Rhys asked, looking at the two that were in the front. “Never mind. We should take both boxes to make sure that you didn’t get anything that overlapped.” Kellen wanted to laugh.

He didn’t even think that he would have this issue before. Why the hell would he have bought anything similar? Well, he might have bought a cream or lube or something, but he doubted it was a numbing cream like Brent had recommended.

“Uh, sure. I don’t think that there will be an overlap, but go ahead.” Kellen said, the nervousness making him a little jittery, a little smiley. Rhys glanced over at him as he let go of Kellen’s hand to grab the first box, tucking it under his arm. Kellen had his hand against his mouth, trying to hide his reaction. Rhys chuckled.

“Is this funny to you?” He asked and Kellen shook his head.

“No. Not at all. I’m just nervous.” Kellen told him and Rhys smiled.

“You? My Babe, Kellen Woods, is nervous about me looking at his sex toy collection? Is this a first? Wow. I am simply amazed.” Rhys teased.

“Ha ha. Very funny. I can get embarrassed by things too. I’m worried you’re going to tease me. I was just looking for things and it was Brent who steered me in the direction that I went. I did do more research, but there are a few items that I myself am a little…unsure of.” Rhys seemed surprised by that.

“Is that true? I’m surprised. Also, did you write down your research? If you didn’t, that’s fine. I’m just curious what kind of notes you took.” Rhys told him and Kellen swallowed. He…had written down his research. It was actually very exciting to him that Rhys asked about it. He had put a lot of secret moments into it.

“I left my phone downstairs. I just need to go grab it.” Kellen told him and Rhys smiled.

“I’ll just bring these to the bed. You run downstairs and come right back.” Kellen nodded, turning and running out of the room. He took the stairs down quickly, searching for where he’d left his phone, and also turning off the t.v. since they had both forgotten, and locked the door. All in all, he was gone for maybe two, five minutes, tops.

When he came back upstairs, not quite paying attention since he was trying to scroll through his phone, he came to a stop when he noticed that Rhys was standing in the room, three boxes on the bed.

Kellen froze.

Three boxes? Why were there three boxes? That didn’t make any sense. There should have only been two. Kellen only made two. So why were there-

All colour drained from Kellen’s face as he slid his gaze from the bed to Rhys. Rhys’ face was a mask, carefully composed as Kellen felt his hands begin to sweat.

“I grabbed the third box, thinking it was an overflow box.” Rhys said quietly and Kellen wanted the ground to swallow him up. “I checked it once I was in the bedroom. I’m terrible at surprises, you see. So you can imagine how surprised I was to find-” Rhys’s voice was too calm, too serene for Kellen’s peace of mind. Was he in trouble? Was this a bad thing?

Rhys reached for the box, and flipped the lid off. Kellen flinched as it hit the bed and revealed the worst thing possible.

A half naked version of a younger Captain Thatcher. It was a spread he had done for the D.E.C. He had his jacket in one hand, his other going through his damp hair. All of his abs were on full display. He wasn’t as filled out as he was now, but he was still attractive.

Kellen couldn’t actually remember how old this photo was. All he knew was that Rhys was legal when he did that photo shoot. He had been prevented from doing anything like this before that.

“Kellen Woods.” Rhys began, a strange note to his voice. “Is this whole box full of things about me?” Rhys asked and Kellen’s hand squeezed on the phone in his hand. Shit.

The jig was up.

“Uh…” Kellen trailed off, his mouth going dry. He couldn’t tell if Rhys was mad, and that was making this even worse. “Y-Yes. I…they’re from when I was younger. I’m sorry if they upset you. I can…get rid of them…” Kellen would understand if Rhys wanted him to get rid of them. It was probably creepy. He was basically dating a fan. Anyone would be a little freaked out by that.

“Don’t you fucking dare get rid of them.” Rhys warned, his voice holding that same strange tone to it. Kellen couldn’t place it.

“O-Okay.” Kellen said, nervous. “Are you…mad?” Kellen asked and Rhys let out a shaky exhale.

“Am I mad?” He repeated, before he shook his head, running his hand over his face before he started to laugh. “There is no fucking way I could be mad when I found out the man I’ve obsessed over for years has a spank bank of photos of me I don’t even remember taking.” Kellen’s face lit on fire.

“I didn’t masturbate with them when I was a kid! I didn’t even know I was into you!” Rhys snapped his head towards Kellen, his gaze golden.

“Oh, so not as a kid?” Rhys asked and Kellen was caught. His mouth opened, ready to defend himself, but he couldn’t say anything. He knew what he’d done when he wasn’t speaking to Rhys. He’d made a shrine, and done nasty things while in front of it. There was no way he could say that was normal behaviour. “Oh ho ho. I have to know. You need to tell me.” Rhys said, turning towards Kellen with a smirk on his face. Kellen began to panic.

“I-I thought we were going to talk about the toys that Brent helped me get!” Kellen pleaded, desperate to get out of this awkward conversation.

“Absolutely. We will discuss those. After I get the truth out of you. When? Where? How long?” Rhys asked, backing Kellen up until his back hit a wall. Kellen sucked in, not even realising he was being herded until it was far too late. He was too distracted, his head too fuzzy to focus. God, it had been so long since he’d touched Rhys like this that he felt like he was mush. This morning didn’t count.

He was too worked up to really enjoy it. Savour it.

“Why are you so curious? I didn’t give you a lot of time to look at them. They are just things from my childhood!” Kellen protested. He was right, he wasn’t wrong. They were things from his childhood. Rhys caged him in, one arm going above Kellen’s head against the wall, pressing him in.

“Kellen. Baby. Sweetheart. Love of my life.” Kellen felt his resistance melting away. “You have protective sleeves on things in that box. Time doesn’t matter to me, remember? I usually respect things like that when it comes to you, but I couldn’t stop myself when I opened the box. I’ve looked through it. The whole thing.” Rhys’ voice was a whisper, and that only worried Kellen more. “So, tell me the truth. When did you masturbate to me using them? Be honest. I don’t want to see you lie to me.” Rhys’ words were making Kellen’s knees weak. Along with the way he was looking at Kellen.

Like he was going to eat him alive if he gave him the right answer. Kellen really wanted to give him the right answer. Kellen licked his lips, watching as Rhys’ gaze dropped to his lips, before they went back to his eyes but he didn’t do anything. That usually worked. Shit.

Rhys really wanted an answer, and now, Kellen had to give it.