Holy fuck! Alarm bells went off in Ray's head when he felt Asher press up against him and he let out a grating noise but refused to break the kiss. He knew Asher was turned on but there was turned on and then there was turned on and as stupid as it sounded, Ray hadn't been prepared for the latter.

Control, that was all he needed to maintain, so he reached a hand behind his back one at a time and pulled at Asher's arms, clasping him around the wrists and lifting them above Asher's head. When Ray shifted to straddle him, he slid his palms along and laced their fingers together, gripping tightly and pressing their hands into the mattress.

It didn't last long. When he lowered himself onto Asher's hips he felt it again, reality came thundering back and Ray freaked out, shooting to his knees and covering his face with his hands, too late to stop the scared-as-shit "Oh my God!" from escaping.