As soon as the words left Asher's mouth it was clear from Ray's face it was close to a mood kill. But it only took a second for three little other words to pop back into Ray's head and he was reaching up to Asher to pull him back down. The cuffs dangled from one wrist but hopefully not for long.

"Belt," he muttered, free hand running down Asher's body to reach for the top of his pants. "And key." With so much skin under his palm, Ray was distracted from his attempts to get the belt and travelled his fingers the opposite way, up and along Asher's spine, then down again.