"Merlin," he moaned, his hips pressing hungrily into Merlin's hand. He tugged off Merlin's tshirt, pressing firmly against him. He ripped off his own shirt, stepping back reluctantly to strip completely.
He pushed Merlin forward, closer to the mirror. He took his hands, pressing them against the wall and bending Merlin forward. "Want to see you," he murmured in his ear, rubbing his cock against Merlin's arse. "I want to watch us."