(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 370

Chapter 370: It is not supposed to be an activity for two (suggestive)
Kellen was having a hard time meeting his gaze. He felt it was fair. He was having a lot of his personal history being put on blast. His hands were sweating, and he wiped them on his pants. His mouth felt dry, and he tried to swallow before he glanced at Rhys, and then turned his gaze towards the boxes on the bed.

“Do you…remember when we didn’t talk for two weeks?” Those damn two weeks. They were haunting him.

“I do. Was it then?” Rhys asked and Kellen jerked his head up and down. “With words, Kellen.” Rhys ordered gently. Kellen’s heart was a drum in his chest. Damn it. When he used that voice, Kellen had a hard time resisting telling him everything.

“Yes.” Kellen croaked.

“Good boy.” Kellen glanced at him, his gaze narrowing, but Rhys’ gaze was burning. He was staring at Kellen like a beast, starved, and Kellen didn’t know what to make of it. He had to look away, his breath caught in his throat, before he turned his gaze back to the boxes on the bed.

Any protest about Rhys calling him that was gone. There was no way he could argue with a man who meant the words. He wasn’t teasing him. A shiver ran down his spine.

“Where?” Rhys asked next. Softly, carefully, and Kellen let out a shaky breath. He raised his hand and pointed to the closet. Rhys turned his head, his headlights for eyes turning to stare at the smaller room. “The closet? Why?” Rhys asked and Kellen swallowed.

“I-In case anyone came into the apartment. I could hide it quickly.” Kellen told him.

“Hide what? My photos? What were you doing in the closet, Kellen?” Kellen felt his face grow hot. Damn it. He had wanted to have a reasonable conversation with Rhys, or that was what he thought he wanted. The more Rhys spoke to him like this, barking orders like they were on the front lines, the more Kellen’s knees felt weak. His breathing came out in ragged breaths, and his head was growing a little fuzzy.

He wouldn’t even talk about his cock. His pants felt too damn tight.

“I was masturbating.” Kellen muttered, nervous, shaking.

“How were you masturbating that you were so worried that someone would walk in on you?” Rhys asked and Kellen closed his eyes for a minute. He could see where this was going. He could feel in, and a shiver ran down his spine.

He knew Rhys well enough by now that he could tell what he was getting at. Kellen couldn’t come out and say it. There was no way right now. He was too much in his feelings. Shit.

“I had…do I really need to say this?” Kellen cut off, his lips shaking. Under normal circumstances, he would have had no issue telling it all. He might be flushed, and flustered, but masturbation was completely normal. Everyone did it.

But he was just…feeling vulnerable today. That was it. That’s what he was feeling.

So having to reveal all of this to Rhys, right now? Embarrassing. He was very embarrassed.

“Why are you hesitating to say this? You normally have no problem with this.” Rhys countered and Kellen bit his lip. Rhys’ body jerked, but he remained in his spot. “Kellen.” He warned and Kellen felt his gaze begin to dart around.

“I-I’m embarrassed, okay? I know I wouldn’t normally have issues with this, but I just feel sensitive, and it’s been so long, and this is all from those fucking two weeks when you wouldn’t even look at me and I-” Rhys was across the room, his hands cupping Kellen’s face.

“Shh. It’s okay. Sorry. I didn’t mean to push you this far. It’s okay. I didn’t forget that you don’t have good memories of that time, I just…” Rhys closed his eyes, the bright beams giving relief to the room around them before he opened his eyes again. Rhys’s expression was a little softer this time. “I just…I want to know what you did. I’m jealous of you masturbating, alone, without me.” Kellen snorted, nervous.

“That’s the whole point, isn’t it? It’s called masturbation. It’s kinda meant for only one person.” Rhys grumbled.

“I don’t like that. I would rather you masturbate in front of me than alone. I don’t like you being alone.” It would be heartwarming in any other context. His care and consideration would be appreciated. Not when it came to Kellen wanting to stroke himself in private.

“Am I not allowed to?” Kellen asked and Rhys sighed heavily.

“No. You are allowed to. You are allowed to do lots of things. I just don’t like the idea of you being lonely and masturbating to me alone. I hate that idea. If you don’t want me to touch you, fine. Whatever. But don’t do it alone. I could even be in another room. Just call me, video call me so that I can see. I want you to know that your desires are okay, they are fine, and I would never, ever reject you for having them.” Kellen’s eyes watered. Damn it.

The man was a pervert, but he understood what he was trying to say.

“So, what did you do, Kellen? How did you touch yourself while thinking about me, looking at me? What were you wearing? What made you cum? Tell me everything. I want to know every last little detail about you.”

Kellen closed his eyes, knowing within his heart of hearts, this was it.

He was giving in.

“I…I used a toy and I suction cupped it to the box lid and rode it, stroking my cock while I looked at a poster of you. I was wearing your Captain’s jacket.” Kellen’s lips burned as the words left his mouth, and Kellen couldn’t open his eyes to meet Rhys’ gaze. He could feel it on his face.

Rhys’ breath was close, fast, and Kellen could feel him getting closer. Each breath fanned over Kellen’s face. He knew the man was close, dangerously so.

“You are going to drive me to sin.” Rhys whispered. Kellen sucked in, about to respond to him when Rhys’ lips met his own. His hands still held Kellen’s face so he was able to angle him the way he wanted to, sucking and kissing him deeply. Kellen moaned into the kiss, his hands rising to Rhys’ waist to grab onto his jacket as the man pressed in, kissing him like his life depended on it.

Kellen could barely hold himself up when Rhys was done with him, pulling back with vibrant golden eyes that took in Kellen’s wet lips, the way he was gasping for breath, and the way he clung to Rhys. Rhys’ lips turned up.

“Fuck. You aren’t going to let me see you ride that fake cock, are you?” Kellen shook his head.

“N-Not today.” Kellen muttered, his lips feeling a little swollen and Rhys’ lips turned up in a dangerous grin. He pressed his lips against Kellen’s for a quick peck.

“I’m going to hold you to that. I’m not going to forget that. You have made a promise, and I will remember it. Now come over here and let’s look over all those toys that Brent recommended to you.” Rhys lowered his hands, running down the front of Kellen’s body, stopping to squeeze at his pecs, gently going over his abs and halting just a few inches from his crotch before they slid back, going and squeezing his ass with a tight grip. Kellen gasped when he rubbed his cock against Rhys’ own, and Rhys’ grin was feral.

“You are a tease.” Kellen told him, his head feeling a little fuzzy from arousal. Rhys chuckled.

“Babe, I’ve been this hard for a while, and I don’t plan to leave you with blue balls for that much longer. You hold on, and I’ll have my mouth around that pretty cock of yours soon.” Kellen nearly swallowed his tongue, the thought of Rhys sucking his cock enough that he groaned, closing his eyes so that he could maintain some kind of decency. Rhys chuckled. “It’s cute when you get flustered like this. So turned on that you don’t know what to do with yourself. I’m excited for when you’re always confident, always know what you want.” Rhys’ soft whispered words washed over Kellen and he shivered.

Damn this man. Damn him and his ability to kiss his ability to walk and breathe away.

“B-Boxes?” Kellen suggested, trying to get some control on himself. If Rhys wasn’t going to say fuck it and kiss and touch him until after they had looked at the boxes, Kellen was going to speed it up. Rhys grinned, helping the weak-kneed man over to the bed. Once there, Kellen sat down, pushing the box that held a lot of his childhood memories away and reaching for the newer, nicer looking box.

“We’re going to look through that box.” Rhys warned and Kellen gave him a look.

“Not tonight we aren’t.” Kellen muttered. “We need to sleep at some point tonight.” Kellen told him and Rhys froze. His cheeks turned a pretty shade of pink that had Kellen giving him a strange look.

“How badly do you want me?” Rhys asked and Kellen glanced towards the box he was placing in his lap, the lid still on.

“Rhys, I let Brent help me pick out sex toys and only looked up what they did after.” Kellen told him and Rhys chuckled.

“Understood. You dropped your phone.” Rhys waved his hand and suddenly Kellen’s phone was in it. He passed it over and Kellen unlocked it, put it to the side and took the lid off of the box. Rhys leaned over, looking at the things scattered around in the box before he whistled. “Holy. This is a lot of stuff.” His eyes widened completely as he noticed a small, leather case. “What’s that?” He asked and Kellen felt his face turn down in a frown.

“The one product I’m not sure if it’s actually related to what I wanted.” Kellen muttered and watched as Rhys reached for the small case. It had a zipper, closing it up, and Kellen waited with baited breath as Rhys unzipped it.

Rhys’ eyes grew twice in size, and some of the brightness faded from his gaze.

“Sounding rods? Brent suggested sounding rods?” He seemed shocked. “For me?” He asked and Kellen was a little surprised he considered himself first.

“No. For me.” Kellen muttered. His head still felt a little fuzzy, a little warm, and he was glad that it was the sounding rods that he went for first. The others? Well, he wasn’t so sure that he would have been able to remain as calm as he was right now. It had to do with the fact that he didn’t really like the idea of them. It was strange, and he wasn’t sure he wanted anything to go down his dick.

Rhys had a thoughtful look on his face and that alone worried Kellen.

“This tells me more about Brent than I ever wanted to know.” Rhys finally said and Kellen burst into laughter.

“Honestly, me too.” Kellen told him and the two shared a laugh before Rhys zipped up the case and put it to the side on the bed.

“Perfect. Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, shall we look at some of the other items?”