The howl is loud and keen, and Jacob smirks against Tim's skin, shifting his hips slightly to get a different angle and see what sort of noise that gets from the man. After all, Tim is one of the most vocal lovers he knows, and it's not often he forgets himself like this.

"That's it. Not a drop. Or you'll have to lick it up." He says, voice a low purr, thrusting long and slow into Tim's arse, enjoying the way he moves back against the cock inside him, those muscles working the full length of Jacob's prick.