"Who's teasing?" Goodnight didn't get to say much more because Billy was kissing him like that. He faint bite drew a moan out of him and he worked a third finger in, losing his grip on his patience. He fucks Billy like that, faster and harder, because now that feeling in him had shifted from playful want to insistent need. He pulled back to find their oil again, withdrawing his fingers so he could slick himself.