Kell hums in agreement as they sink into the warm kiss together. It’s easy, to shift crime one thing to another with Holland as if they can sense it like a dance partner senses a step. The warmth, the sense of longing helped to table the part of his mind still on rhy, on his duties, on the secrets still kept and instead he made himself present for Holland completely. He was all that mattered.

Holland has him weak and wanting it feels like as his head tilted to the kisses, the slightly wet trail left as he sensed what he was doing, heard the tube opening and excitement thrummed through him. Time. They had time.

A quiet gasp breaks into their kiss when the others fingers tease at the muscle. Kell figuring out it is a lot more sensitive just there than he had realized. His finger tips dragged up Holland’s back slowly where he had wrapped his arms around him, one knee bending and legs instinctively opening up more.