"You seemed in an awful hurry." Goodnight's voice caught at the slick touch. The teasing slide had him seeking more, then prompted a frustrated sound. "Alright, alright. Hold on."

He rolled away, just long enough to get out of his shorts and toss them. As he came back he had no trouble getting back into position - the pair of them had plenty of practice slinging themselves across horses. "There now, let's not keep you waiting."

Goodnight sank down, leaned over him for another kiss, lingering this time to get a taste of him.