"Much better," Scotty answered, unable to help the way he turned a bit red at that grin. Not that he was going to let a little blushing stop him. He bent in to kiss Jack's stomach, working his way up the other man's chest. "O' course," he said, in between kisses, "there's still a bit too much clothin' in the equation..." But discarding boots and trousers was going to have to wait another minute or so, as Scotty's hands were currently very much occupied exploring every inch of Jack's chest.