There was a secret sort of pleasure Holland got whenever he was with Kell. People were either fascinated by him or terrified, but there was no denying that a good portion of all of them would sleep with him if given the chance. But it was Holland that got to see him like this. Sprawled, hungry, wanton, his limbs moving to accommodate and beg silently for more attention.

His middle finger traced the outer ring, teasing and then gently probing with an icy finger, just to see what reaction he could get from that.

He did say magic would be involved in their sex life if he made it back, after all.