They hadn't had space or time to be intimate in days and Goodnight had missed it more than he realized. He groaned at the jump of Billy's hips. Goodnight pushed up, trying to get a better angle. He wanted to feel Billy deep every time. His hand slid from the headrest to grip Billy's shoulder instead, bracing against him for support.

"Oh don't stop," he sighed, as if he were concerned Billy actually would at this point.