Kell's moving to pull his own shirt over his head, quickly just so he can spend the time watching Holland remove his. Every inch of him is beautiful, scars only adding to it.

"Maybe you should," Kell said, honestly he's not sure if he could stay quiet. Despite his forwardness, his openness to Holland this isn't an area he has much experience in at all but he's eager to give. If he gave enough could somehow they both survive all this? It's a strange and errant thought but it somehow sticks in his mind.

"I feel like you might make it difficult to stay quiet."