How could he have forgotten about those mirrors? There was a whimper as his eyes went to the one across from them, seeing just what he was doing. Could see what his hands were doing, how he was leaving kisses and nips across his back. There was a larger wave of embarrassment, fingers finding his arm again he could hold on, but there was definitely something else that he didn't quite recognize. Or maybe he did?
He could almost see what it was that made him beautiful, physically. Part of him wanted to hide his face, but he also couldn't look away from the two of them, even though Joseph was partially hidden behind him. It made the difference in their sizes obvious, too, and that twisted something in his stomach, almost like the pleasure from what that hand was doing to him.
Finally, he closed his eyes and turned his face away, resting his forehead on the arm over his shoulder, making soft noises. "Please."