(BL) Hunting The Field Guide Chapter 250: Everyone has to eat (m)

It was unfortunate that everyone was slowly waking up as Rhys and Kellen headed back to Kellen’s apartnt. It ant that everyone saw them in their pajamas, and also saw that Kellen had clearly been crying.

He knew most of them weren’t dumb. They could put two and two together, but he saw the glint in so of their eyes and knew that wild rumours were going to spread about them. It was an exhausting prospect to Kellen, and Rhys seed very pleased about it.

Getting back to the apartnt, Rhys being smart and having grabbed keys when they’d headed down, Kellen decided that there was no ti to work than the present. He had a lot he needed to get done today, including his lesson, so getting so of it done instead of going to work out was a smart plan.

Rhys carried him everywhere. Everywhere Kellen needed to go, Rhys was already there, arms open. Kellen should have been embarrassed, but he couldn’t muster it. After all, he did like being in his arms.

One thing he hadn’t anticipated, nor dared to bring up in front of his parents, was how sore his ass was. Rhys had really done a number on him, and he’d let him not thinking that he’d need it for the next few days.

Rhys, noticing that Kellen was having a hard ti, gathered a few of the softer pillows around and helped Kellen into the stool onto the soft pillows. It helped, a little bit, and that made sothing inside of Kellen want to die a little.

Was it going to be like this every ti that they did sothing like this? Was this going to be the norm? Fuck. It sucked, because all Kellen could rember was the feel of Rhys’ hand on his ass every ti his sore butt twinged.

Kellen wasn’t sure how to bring it up, and Rhys obviously wasn’t going to. He couldn’t read minds. Instead, the man was getting Kellen a cup of tea, made sure he was warm and secure, and then started making breakfast for him while he worked.

He wasn’t the best cook, but that wasn’t the point. It was the thought and consideration that counted. He made him toast, very scrambled eggs with cheese, peppers, mushrooms, green onions and tomatoes. So baked baby potatoes and a cup of orange juice. It was very cute, and Rhys was quite pleased with himself.

Kellen wanted to smother him with kisses, and since there was no one to interrupt him, he did just that.

He also sohow managed to surprise Rhys with his affection. Kellen beckoned him over and Rhys ca willingly, clearly expecting a hug or sothing. He froze when Kellen pulled his face towards his own and pressed their lips together. He gladly let Kellen into his mouth when Kellen asked nicely, and groaned into the kiss as Kellen played with his tongue in a cautious, but serious way.

Rhys shifted his weight, so that his one hand was on the counter, while his other was on Kellen’s lower back. Kellen felt himself twitch every ti Rhys’ fingers dipped below the waistband of his pants, tempting the bruised, sore flesh of his bottom.

Rhys was the one to pull away, pressing their foreheads together as both of them caught their breath.

"That was the best thank you I’ve ever received." Rhys whispered and Kellen chuckled. Kellen’s fingers, as always, had threaded into Rhys’ hair. He had a feeling he’d never stop doing it. His hair was just so silky to touch, and he loved the way he looked after Kellen and ruffled through it. All tousled and disheveled.

Kellen really liked it.

"There are probably more to co." Kellen told him and Rhys pretended to faint.

"Don’t get all worked up so early." Rhys’ smile turned wicked. "Oh, but I completely forgot. I haven’t got to have my daily al yet." Kellen’s eyes shot wide and Rhys dropped to his knees. The stool was almost the perfect height for the man on his knees. He didn’t have to bend forward or hunch his back. That alone worried Kellen.

"Rhys, I don’t think-"

"I can just warm up the food again." He told him, and Kellen felt his face flush. "Besides, we need to get you used to this, and I want to know every spot that turns you on the most. I’m hungry, Kellen. Are you going to let starve?" He stared up from between Kellen’s thighs, his eyes all big and round and his bottom lip sticking out slightly.

Kellen felt his cock harden, and Rhys’ grin was victorious as he felt it too.

"At least soone likes the idea." Rhys said before turning and kissing the hardening cock and Kellen tossed his head back, clenching his teeth.

"I can’t focus when you’re down there. It’s not fair." Kellen muttered and Rhys laughed.

"Then you should learn. Should we take turns? I blow you while you try to work, and then you do the sa?" He pressed another kiss against Kellen’s cock through the fabric of his sweatpants and Kellen felt a shiver run through his whole body. Kellen’s hand slapped against the counter, the noise startling Kellen, but Rhys didn’t budge.

Kellen felt his face flush. He hadn’t ant to make a loud noise. He was just trying to hold onto sothing as Rhys seduced him so thoroughly.

"I-Is this so ho office kind of thing?" Kellen asked and Rhys’ eyes went wide.

"Oh! If you don’t mind a slight scenery change, we can do this behind a desk. I do have an office in my apartnt. What a splendid idea, Kellen." Kellen’s eyes widened, and before he could get a word in otherwise, he was picked up, blanket, laptop and pillow and carried off next door.

It felt like he blinked, and then the next mont he found himself in a thick, comfy leather chair behind a rather modest, but expensive wooden desk. It had to be expensive because Rhys was an S Class. He’d need sothing sturdy to withstand his strength if he got upset.

It was as if Kellen had gotten picked up and placed down in the exact position that he’d been in at the counter, only Rhys was between his legs underneath the desk. His eyes were glowing gold and Kellen could feel the saliva pooling in his mouth.

Rhys gently pulled Kellen out from his pants and Kellen’s face flushed at how hard he already was.

"You just do your best to focus on your work. Think of this as multitasking. Don’t mind at all." That was going to be next to impossible. Any ti that Rhys was near Kellen’s cock Kellen had a hard ti remaining sane.

"B-But I’m too far away from-"

"Ah. I’ll shift back then. Don’t mind at all, Kellen. I’m not here touching your cock at all. No one is down here. You’re at your office, working away. No one can see either." He was right. If soone had walked in right now, they wouldn’t have been able to see Rhys under the desk.

Kellen’s cock jerked in Rhys’ hands and Kellen closed his eyes. Fuck. This man was going to drive him insane. It was like he wanted to do everything with Kellen, all at once.

Kellen wasn’t opposed. He probably was a little touch starved. He wouldn’t deny it, but he was worried his heart was going to be able to handle all of this at once. Like, A Rhys Thatcher was already bad for his heart, but a Rhys Thatcher on his knees behind a desk? Or A Rhys Thatcher smacking his ass? Or a Rhys Thatcher stroking his cock and cuming because of Kellen?

"What are you thinking about up there?" Rhys murmured. "You’re twitching so much. Are you thinking dirty thoughts while at work, Mr. Woods?" Kellen winced, his balls tight. Fuck.

"Rhys, I don’t think I-"

"It’s okay, Kellen. Take a mont. I haven’t even wrapped my lips around you yet. Take a second, breathe, and compose yourself. I’ll continue after." Kellen was slightly grateful for his thoughtfulness, but at the sa ti, he wouldn’t be in this situation if Rhys hadn’t brought it up.

A slight feeling of annoyance filling him, it helped him regain so composure. Kellen at least attempted to get so work done, scrolling down his emails to glance at them. He noticed that Guiding Center A had responded to him, so he should-

Kellen nearly collapsed in on himself as Rhys’ mouth covered his cock. Rhys had lulled him into a false sense of security. He was sucking and licking Kellen’s cock like it was the last thing to eat on the planet and Rhys was a man starved. Kellen felt his toes curl as he folded on top of the desk. He wanted to push the laptop away so that he didn’t delete anything important. The closest he could do was close the browser so that he was staring at the first screen of the laptop.

"O-Oh my god." Kellen gasped out. It was intense. Not just because of his actions and the way Rhys’ tongue swirled around his dick like a fucking animal, but because of the imagery Rhys had projected. The idea that soone could walk in at any ti had Kellen on edge.

That, and Rhys was good at this. Too good at this. Kellen wanted to bury his fingers into his hair, but instead he clung to the desk. The cold from the wood sunk into his skin as Kellen fought for his life not to cum.

Rhys was fighting too, and he was winning. Kellen ca with a soft, muffled gasp. Rhys had sucked the soul out of him, and continued to suck until Kellen felt tears form in his eyes as he shivered and trembled in the leather chair.

When Kellen couldn’t take it anymore, he whimpered.

"Rhys. Nothing more is going to co out." Kellen’s voice felt rough even though he hadn’t scread or anything of that sort. He’d actually be the most quiet he’d ever been with the man.

Rhys pushed the chair back slightly so that he could crawl out, licking his lips.

Kellen felt flushed, satiated, and exhausted already. Rhys looked like a cat who’d gotten into the cream, especially with him licking his lips.

"What a great morning feast." He declared and Kellen closed his eyes. He wanted to offer to do the sa, but he didn’t think he had it in him. Plus, being on his knees probably wasn’t the best idea right now. Damn. He really wanted to return the favour.

"You’re too good at this." Kellen muttered and Rhys’ eyes crinkled up in the corner as he smiled. He bent, pressing a kiss against Kellen’s cheek since his face was pressed against the wooden desk.

"I just think of it as practise for when I got to be with you. You seem pleased with my skills." Kellen couldn’t deny the truth when it was so clear to everyone. Rhys laughed as Kellen’s cheeks ward. "You’re adorable. Now, shall we go back to our apartnt and finish your breakfast?" He asked and Kellen sighed.

"I wish I could do the sa to you right now." He muttered sadly, and Rhys’ cheeks flushed.

"I’ll take an IOU on it. A raincheck if you will. I don’t hate surprise blowjobs Kellen." Rhys told him and Kellen sat up, nodding.

"Okay. When my thigh gets better, prepare yourself." Kellen warned, and a glint entered Rhys’ gaze. He shivered.

"Heard, Sir." He replied and laughed when Kellen smacked his shoulder.