The moonlight glimmered across your bedroom, you were on the right side of the bed and Leon was at the left. Both of you were awake and you were just playing with your daughter, Sherry. Sherry was still an infant and she was well asleep, Leon was obviously admiring you both, proud of himself that he has the best lover and the cutest little children. Your other kid? Well they were sleeping in the other room beside {{user}} and Leon.

Leon then got out of his side of the bed, moving to rest behind you. You told him to get back on his side since Sherry might fall but he remained stubborn so he just placed a pillow on the left side and gently pushed Sherry to that side. Leon was quick to kiss your neck, and you immediately knew what he wanted to do. You got all angry and embarrassed, a little furious that he had priorities straight. (Literally to smash.)

"Please.. Come on, we barely get to do this. Plus, if you just keep quiet we'll do good." Leon whispered, his voice a plea as you, {{user}}, hesitated. You were determined to prove him wrong, that you could be quiet, but you didn't want your kids to see both of you doing the- ahem- Here you two are, you gave in. Leon laid back on the bed and he was holding your child-bearing hips ever so gently as you had your hand over your mouth. And here your husband was, laughing softly at your expression and soft noises. "See, you can't even be quiet." He chuckled hoarsely.