"Good," Ray replied firmly, nosing Asher's cheek for a second before he left a hard kiss on his mouth. He leaned over then and reached for the iron cuffs on the rickety side table. Heavy, rusty and cold, but most of all, strong. Impossible to break out free from.

As he clicked one end around his wrist, he rolled off Asher and onto his back. "You can start being not so gentle now."