Barty continued sure and confident, just feeling the reactions Evan had. Oh yes, Barty wanted him like that, just...like...that. His fingers pushed in deep, as far as they could go, curving, and back down then up again, always curved. His hand continued on its own as Barty was mildly distracted by the teasing Evan was doing back. It went straight to his cock, and he pushed hard, rubbing against Evan's cock with his own. Swallowing back the fruit, Barty leaned over to bite Evan's neck where it was clean before kissing up the juices he'd left on his way up.