The heat of Billy's come drew a moan from him. Goodnight pushed into a kiss, licked into his mouth to taste him as his own hips moved with more urgency, seeking Billy's hand steadily. He let go of Billy's cock, broke the kiss only to hold is hand between them, to catch a taste of Billy from his fingers. It didn't take him long, not with Billy's hand on his cock and his taste on his tongue. Goodnight tried to stifle a low moan, lost between them as he came. "Oh cher," he breathed, stifled and strained.