Kell knew that Rhy could but he’s not sure exactly to what extent. It didn’t matter. Rhy wouldn’t necessarily know the details although maybe that makes it worse...

But his attention is on the hips, moving faster and harder and it is getting more difficult to stay quiet even with the hungry kisses that Holland gives. Kell is just as hungry, tongue and teeth periodically getting in the mix— biting hard at Holland’s norm lip maybe a bit too hard before he shifts a hand to the others hair dragging his head up.

“If it keeps feeling so good I don’t know if your mouth is enough to save us.”