"As long as it's not too strong," Ashley said, with a lazy shrug. He trailed his fingertips up Scarecrow's thigh, pleased by their positions and that Scarecrow had taken his glove off without being asked. "Just a little bit of spice."

Tilting his head to one side, Ashley watched him through his lashes, wicked and playful. "Shall I really just call you Scarecrow?"