Holland just lays back when Kell kisses him. Both hands move up to cradle and hold his face so he won't pull away, and he just catches his breath in between kisses.

It take a few moments, but when no one comes banging on the door, he relaxes completely and adjusts to smooth his hands up and down the others back, nosing up against him.

"...at least it wasn't Daddy you yelled." The corner of his mouth ticked up.