"And a shamless little slut at it," Evan chuckled, rising up and ran a finger from the top of Barty's spin then down the center of his back until he reached the tiny dip before running his finger down Barty's crack and pucker, "Mmm don't you move... I got something I know you'll like." Getting up again Evan looking into his other drawer where he kept the lubricant, ah there it is. Taking the bottle in his hand he returned behind Barty and uncapped the top with his thumb and dipped the edge so that small clear drops dribbled down the cleft and inbetween the crack over the pucker. Evan massages the oil over the enterance and lightly blew on it. This lubricant in particular, was a warming kind.
Barty leaned into the touch, arse curving up at the end, and his body leaned back toward the finger teasing him with its very careful placement. It was purposeful, and if it wanted to do more it would, but Evan was right. Barty had no shame, and that included pushing toward Evan every time he got near his arse. Biting his lip at the command, he swallowed back a whine. Evan was getting something, which was a perfectly reasonable excuse for leaving him alone temporarily. But Barty still had hardly any patience.
His head cocked to the side, not enough to actually see what was going on, but Barty listened carefully. Evan was coming back, and that was a bottle - ooh, his bum leaned up again, and this time, he did whine. Evan was preparing him, yes, but he had yet to actually penetrate him, with anything. His sound paused at the warming. That was new. He purred a little.
"Like that don't you? Something I found while on one of my little trips. Found it in a muggle sex shop," he mentioned while talking over where he had spread the lubricant; his breath brushing over the spot again and again with each spoken word.
"Now be a good little slut and turn over for me," he said calmly pushing a hand over Barty's side as to turn him over onto his back. Once Barty complied Evan poured some more oil on his fingers and coated Barty's right nipple hovering over him and blew over the spot.
On a few matters, Barty was willing to deal with muggles with no ulterior motive (sex was not ulterior, he was rather forward about that), and men and new sexual toys were the main ones. But he hadn't been introduced to any lube like that before, even when he had used muggle kind before. But it was hard to pick up more than key words when each of Evan's syllables ran across the lubricant, where it moved to his groin even faster than usual.
Cock trying to harden even more at the continued use of slut, Barty followed Evan's instruction as soon as he understood what it was. His legs still spread themselves, in resigned hope that perhaps it would encourage something. But his luck continued to be poor when it came to that. Giving in to being teased silly, Barty arched up and shuddered, eyes almost closing, but they were glued on Evan and what he did.
At the eye contact which Evan absolutely enjoyed he spreads the last of the lubricant on his fingers over Barty's lips and kissed him, hard. Evan's hips aligned with Barty's his cock resting between the other when Evan lowered his hand and helped guide and push himself deep into Barty's arse until he was completely inside the other. Groaning at the end between their lips Evan pulled his hips back and pushed in harder this time.
His teeth latched on to Evan's lower lip, biting it lightly and pulling Evan closer before letting go as the kiss came hard anyway. Barty opened his mouth instantly, wanting Evan there to. Barty's legs tried to line himself up with Evan, and he moaned into Evan's mouth when the man took him. Barty's legs quickly wrapped around Evan's waist, both to pull him closer and open himself up. Leaning up to bite Evan's lip again, Barty pulled him in as far as he could. Barty wanted Evan, bad, and he tried his damned hardest to get him.