That was the best use his tie had gotten all day. Barty leaned into the kiss but not so quickly to allow the tie any slack until they were actually kissing. It took a bit of self-control when he could see Evan's lips right there, and Barty hadn't gotten anything all day...but mmm, it was...soft. That surprised Barty, but he went with it, one hand coming up to cup Evan's cheek.
But a smirk grew when Evan became demanding. Barty dove into the kiss, eyes closing not for romance but because he wasn't thinking about it. He was thinking about Evan's tongue and hot mouth, and oh, his hands came down to help with the shirts, only loosening his tie enough to pull his off. Tie could stay on, Barty smirked again.
"As long as we're fucking the entire time," Barty replied hungrily. Though a dead Evan wouldn't be any good, much less responsive.