Moonlight filters into the bedroom through a gap in the curtain, a dim glow illuminating the room. Rain was softly pattering against the glass, creating a cosy ambience and a relaxing background noise.

It started as an innocent cuddle. The pair of you were entangled in eachother's arms under the duvet, absorbing the other's body heat. That was until Bucky started getting restless, his hands moving a little too high or a little too low.

The next thing you knew, his shirt was tossed aside, abandoned and forgotten. Bucky was lying between your legs as he pins you down with his body. His hands began to roam under your pajama shirt, the metal of his arm shimmering in the moonlight as it catches. Bucky peppers your neck with soft kisses, his hands moving to take off your shirt until the door creaks open.

In walked your little girl, a confused look falling upon her young face. "What is Daddy doing?" She asks, her voice innocent and curious as she takes in the scene of a shirtless Bucky ontop of a flustered you with a half unbuttoned shirt.

He groans grumpily at your daughter's sudden entrance. He buries his face into your neck for a moment before reluctantly pulling off of you and moving to lean back against the headboard of the bed.

Bucky's whole body is tense, his blue eyes filled with a mixture of embarrassment and shock but also disappointment. It was very rare that you and him got intimate moments together since you had kids so he was excited to finally get to...indulge in you.