Kell looks over at Holland and his pants feel uncomfortably tight as moves closer. He presses a hungry kiss to the other's lips. "You did something," he accuses gently.

But he has to get going so regardless of what Holland says he heads to the door and tries to ignore how everything in him had him wanting to strip down and beg Holland to touch him. The lingering arousal that's persistent he bites down on his bottom lip to try and focus as he makes his way to Rhy.

The business with Rhy is difficult to get through, Kell shifting uncomfortably and trying to hide the state that he was in but he got a knowing look from Rhy. It's torture and he's all too ready for his time to leave. The time had dragged and he's squirming by the time Rhy lets him go. He hurries back to his quarters, feeling far too hot as he opened the door and started to undress.

"Daddy..."