"IF Rhy doesn't ask, then clearly you weren't enjoying yourself." Holland counters idly and just watches Kell. Every movement was lazy, and despite this really being the first (and probably only) time together, it felt...like they'd been doing this forever. Maybe not the acts themselves but the dance around them.

The teasing ghost of lips, fingertips, and those damned eyes; so like his own, so different-- "You haven't done anything yet but tease me to almost death."