Moving his hand down the length of Kells back, Holland hums in approval and curls over to cage him against the side of the tub, both of his own hands bracing himself on either side.

"Then you may have it," he pressed in harder, starting to move quicker inside of him because he could, "All of it."

They were in the same boat after all (so to speak)--both wanted the other and couldn't explain why they wanted it so much.