Jack brought a hand up to cup Scotty's face; the blush was too deep to resist it. "Using it on you, huh? In what context then?" His hand on the other man's hip traced circles in the skin there, before running his fingers lightly up and down his thigh. "You've got to be more specific if you want me to know what it is that I'm supposed to be doing here..." he practically purred at the other man.