Kell should have been able to sense it, but there is enough holding his attention that he doesn't. His hips jerk slightly as his eyes fly open to the sight of Holland lowered down to his cock, holding his wrist in place and he bites his lip at the combination of how hot it is to watch Holland do that and how good it felt. There's a moan that could be described as the word daddy but it's not completely clear as he feels the warm and wet warmth of the other's mouth.

Holland is trying to drive him mad, only confirmed further when the other asks him to go into detail when he already has Kell in a state.

"About the ways I thought of you touching me? How some days, I wish I'd leave Rhy and you'd have found me in a hall way and just pushed me to a wall and took me..." it's embarrassing to say anything like this aloud. "Or... at night when all I could think about was being a good boy for you and to learn all the things you can show me.."

With sex, with magic, everything.