Kell lets his head rest back as a finger presses in and he bites his lip for a moment. He hadn't done this to himself yet. It'd always been Holland's fingers that touch him there. His eyelids are heavy as he watches the other antari.

"It's you," Kell says softly. "It's you and the way there's... magic..." he doesn't know how to explain it exactly. "I always wanted you, maybe not like this... but," he looks away. He'd always felt a connection. His finger slips in deeper and he bites his lip to keep from making a sound.

"I know it's because it's you, Holland."