Fuck, Zach kept touching him and Merlin was afraid of where this would go. The hand on his tummy made his stomach twist and his skin prickle like hot needles were crawling over him.
The hand started moving and Merlin couldn't help but whimper softly, an anonymous sound, shaking a little because he knew whatever happened was going to happen and he could no more stop it than he could a natural disaster.
"I am." he said, found his voice and it came out dry and humiliated.