"Ah!" Tim is a little worried about spilling the drink when his jaw is grabbed. Giving a bit of a whine because he loves the handling, but worried about not finishing his drink as Jacob distracts him in such a wonderful fashion. His hand shakes as he holds the drink up as he continues to take that pounding.

"Don't you dare!" He gasps, trying to yank his head out of Jacob's grip enough that he could try and suck on the man's thumb. Tongue curling around the digit if he can get it into his mouth to try and mask the moisture Jacob would have felt hiding in his stubble.