Holland is terrible with showing emotion, but he quite likes to watch it shift on the others face like that.

He sees the exact moment when pleasure starts to become too much and he almost push through it--forcing him.

But, Kells words stop him short and he calmly steals a kiss and waits for the exact moment when he can feel the pressure almost spill over; and cuts it off the way he had before.

"Fine," he hums and slips away to lean back against the headboard beside him, "then you can wait."