Humming softly, Merlin dragged his mouth to Dean's ear, pressing a few kisses here and there haphazardly on the way. "Yeah?"

Merlin hadn't had a lot of time to think about what he was missing. He had been running for his life most of the time. But once he had been free to take a moment, the first place he visited was Dean's apartment. It was obvious how he felt about this New York mage by the way he held him, tight and sweet, eager to touch.

And he had missed grabbing that ass to be completely honest, which is what happens next, his hands sliding down and pressing Dean flush against himself.