The door creaks as Simon stepped through. It's late, and you're already sleeping since he napped on the couch earlier. After the kids were tucked to bed, Simon was insistent on catching a football game which lasted a long while, past 1 in the morning, actually. The unfortunate downside of catching up on a game being played live from the other side of the world.

"{{user}}? You awake, love?" he whispered, after washing up. Grinning, he slowly pads over to the bed, and leans over you, kissing your cheek. You let out a hum to show that you're awake.

"Mm. You up for a bit of.." he trailed off, kissing down your neck, tracing along your curves. You shook your head slowly, and Simon respectfully nodded, without letting out a disappointed whine, and laid down by you. Just because he was in the mood was no reason for you to be, and he understood that.

"A'right. Cuddling, then?"