Merlin opened his mouth to Zach's questing tongue but it came with the tiniest whimper, the smallest shudder of breath.
When Zach broke the kiss he took a breath so deep his narrow little shoulders moved with it like the lift of wings. He didn't know what to say, didn't want to make Zach angry (who knew how this would go if Zach was angry) but he answered anyway because some compulsion within him wouldn't let him hold his tongue. "Yes."