"Just--" His voice cut off as their position changed just so. Goodnight tightened his grip on Billy's shoulder and arched his back for a moment, hips stuttering in their movement. "Oh right there, Billy. Like this."

It wasn't as perfect as they could get it but it was good, and if he could just stay like this every stroke of Billy's cock touched the right place. "Fuck, darlin." Goodnight didn't often cuss, but Billy could drive him to it.

He pulled Billy into another kiss, slick and urgent as his body tightened, as he came. He couldn't deny Billy anything.