timothée's pov
"Goodnight." I whispered to my now asleep daughter as I kissed her forehead.
I closed the book I was reading to her, put it back on the shelf and walked out of her room. I closed the door behind me.
Just as I turned around y/n was closing the door of our son's room.
"All set?" she asked.
I nodded and we made our way back to our room.
When I walked in, I also closed the door behind me.
She turned to me confused.
"You know we never close the door."
"I know" I smirked "but it's so we can do this."
I walked toward her and pulled her close to me, leaning down to press a long kiss on her lips.
It didn't take long before she was putting her fingers through my hair and kissing back.
She walked backward and laid on the bed.
Quickly, I climbed on top of her began to undress her.
"Gorgeous." I smiled looking at her body.
I took off my shirt and down my sweats and boxers. I reached over to the nightstand and took out a condom from the drawer, then put it on.
She slid off her underwear and kicked it to the foot of the bed.
After another heated make out session, I slid into her slowly.
She arched her back and let out a light moan.
I thrusted in and out slowly.
She wrapped her legs around my waist and I thrusted faster, grunting loudly.
"Oh Timothée.." she moaned while scratching my back.
I slowed down my thrusts once I felt myself getting close.
Just as I started to release I heard a tiny voice coming from the doorway.
"Mommy? Daddy?" our daughter said.
I pulled out and yanked the covers over us both.
"My loves, what's wrong? Why are you awake?" y/n asked panting.
"You and daddy were being loud. Are you fighting?" our son asked.
"Oh no, no, no. We're not fighting." I said trying to catch my breath.
Y/n turned to me. She has both a shocked and embarrassed expression on her face along with a line of sweat on her forehead.
"Go back to your rooms and I'll tuck you both back in okay?" I said turning to the kids.
They both nodded and walked out the room closing the door behind them.
"Are. you. SERIOUS!" y/n yelled smacking my shoulder.
"Ow! What the hell!"
"This is why we don't do this when the kids are home." she rolled her eyes.
I got out of bed and rolled up my boxers and sweatpants as y/n sat up.
"You know you love it, and I can't help it. I'm always tempted by you." I smiled and kissed her cheek.
I walked to the door and opened it.
Before stepping out and going down the hall, I winked and flashed another smile at my wife.
She smiled too and threw herself back onto the bed with a happy sigh.

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FanfictionTimothée Chalamet imagines 💗 !!REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!! * = smut, events leading to smut/events after smut, and mentions of mature content. I'm not a writer, but this is what I can do! Frequent updates at best :)