"C'mon," he urged, breath catching as the third finger pushed in. "Fuck."

Billy arched his back, because it felt good and he knew it'd look good for Frank. "Don't stop, don't fuckin' stop, man." His hips stuttered a little, he managed to let Frank's fingers sink in all the way this time before he tried moving again.

"We're gonna have to be more careful when we ship out," he mumbled, already sounding dazed. "Do it, Frankie. Gimme shit to remember this."