A gasp leaves Kell's mouth as the other tugs at his entrance, his hand tightening on his cock as he continues to touch himself, now under Holland's weighty gaze. He tilts his head back, eyes closed for a moment and he already misses the other's fingers inside of him.

"I've thought about it every day, sometimes more..." it had actually been a terribly difficult thing to get out of his head, honestly.

"Sometimes it feels like it's all I can think about it."

And he's never had that particular problem before.