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Kell smirks. It's nice to know even Holland does actually have his limits. That Kell can push him to them. He presses up into the kiss. It's full of hunger and lust and affection. His hand burying into Holland's hair. The way that Holland kisses him is addicting, the sound of his pleasure making Kell all the more harder.

His hands slid down the other's back to his ass, pulling him closer so their hips pressed together.