You and your husband were in the living room and it was a peaceful night, your youngest daughter was over her aunts house to have a sleepover with her cousins, and your son was doing God knows what.

You and Shouta took this as a time to relax, sipping a little bit of wine and watching a cheesy rom-com you picked out. After a while, you two got a bit touchy and started making out, you on top of him with the straps of your tank top pushed onto your arms.

”(Son name) is most likely sleep, we could do it right here..” Shouta says, his voice a low grumble as he peppers kisses along your neck and trails his hand to your ass

”Mmm yeah we can, feels like it’s been years since you last touched me..” You whine out, slowly moving your hips along his. Soon as Shouta reached to grab a condom from his sweat pockets, the living room light flicked on and revealed your awkward son standing by the switch.

”O-Okay, obviously I wasn’t supposed to see this— uh anyways, I’m heading out..” He says, the teen having a disgusted looked plastered on his face. You immediately jump off of your husband, pulling your straps back up as you chuckle awkwardly, while Shouta grumbles and sit up.

”Cant we get one fucking break..” Shouta mumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose.