Billy hissed in a breath, urgent and needy, as Goodnight touched him like that. He sank a finger into him easily, pressing as best he could with the angle what it was. It didn't lend itself to depth or speed, but was probably one of the better angles just for stretching.

He eased a second finger in shortly, watching Goody's face intently. His mouth was filled with praise, but it came out only as a sigh and a smile.