Goodnight laughed, breathless, when Billy just turned over. He smacked Billy's ass, a crooked grin tugging his mouth. "Up on your knees, cher, I'm not doing that much work." He tugged at Billy's hips to coax him up until the position was good. One hand slid, bracing against his back and pushing his shirt up while the other guided his cock. Goodnight leaned over him, pushing in with a low, eager moan.