Your bodies are pressed tightly together, lips smashing together more and more by the second. So thankful that you actually got your 6 year old to sleep, the two of you hadn’t been intimate in so long

His hands slide over your body more and more by the second, his tongue pressing further down your throat while you tug at his hair. Already messing up the newly made bed with your guys actions

Hes just about to move his hands lower, pushing the band of your pajama pants lower and lower until the door cracks open. Thinking it’s just the cat until you spot a tiny silhouette in the light

“Fuckin hell….”