#levi ackerman x reader

[leviismybby]

Levi can't take his eyes off of you when you first try on the new black uniform. You walk out of the bathroom into his room as Levi sits on his bed, his eyes immediately dart to you. Checking yourself out in the mirror, you catch his gaze in the reflection. "What do you think?" You ask turning around, Levi looks you up and down, speechless for a moment. Without a word he grabs you pulling you to stand between his open legs. "I think that I will have a hard time controlling myself around you." His hands start to wonder and he squeezes your ass.

"Levi!" He smirks as you say his name, his hands travel to your thighs. "Fuck....damn the things I want to do to you right now." You smile at his words. "What? Want me to strip for you?" Teasing him you unzip a little of your uniform letting your breasts show. Levi grunts and before you know it, your under him on the bed, his lips kissing your neck. "Levi I was joking-mhh!" He bites into your breast, leaving a mark behind, his hands desperately explore every inch if you. "Fuck around and find out, now let's get this off of you, baby. I will wreck you." Levi is quick to get rid of your uniform and not even five minutes later, his cock is pounding you hard as he whispers how pretty you look.

[lowkeyremi]

Levi didn’t realize just how messy kids could be until he had one of his own. The man is all about cleanliness and his cleaning routines, so imagine his surprise when he walks in on his two year old daughter finger painting on the wall. Not only is it on the wall but it’s all over the carpet, her mouth, her clothes, everything.

“Princess, what are you- is that- where’s mama?” The two year old in question looks up to meet her father’s loving eyes. (That only you and her see)

“Mama?” She asks sticking a painted finger into her mouth. Levi’s quick reflexes kick in from past war experience, and he grabs her chubby hand, lightly.

“Yes, mama. Where is she? She should be watching you- how’d you get paint princess?” He’s so confused, his beautiful white walls, which he painted himself when building your house, are stained with little circles that have legs, arms, and a big smile. Alongside the “people” there were other little doodles on the wall.

“Papa not like art?” The two year old’s eyes start to gloss over with tears and he panics, “I do like it princess… I just wish it wasn’t on the wall…”

“Oh. Um, mama napping. I suppose to napping.” That clears up everything. You’ve told your husband of the mischievous things you’ve done as a little girl so it’s no surprise that your daughter would have the urge to do some things that were less than okay.

“And why aren’t you napping?” He already knows the answer, he just needs to hear her say it.

“I not tired, Papa. Mama said paint after nap.” He sighs awkwardly.

“Let’s get you cleaned up and then it’s nap time, understand?” She whines and stomps her little foot, he blames you, you spoil her way too much.

Levi gives his daughter a stern look and she immediately stops her tantrum.

“Okayyyyyy.” Levi finds it funny that she thinks her pout will make him reconsider.

Kids are messy, and Levi must come to terms with it, even though he’s not used to it.

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[lucysarah-c]

The door creaked under Levi's weight as he entered his office. His bloodshot eyes surveyed the dim room, a sight that usually offered comfort but now unsettled him deeply.

His mouth felt dry, coated with an unfamiliar taste. He was sweltering in his military uniform, blaming the oppressive heat on the formal attire rather than his own tension. Dragging his feet across the office, he approached the bedroom door, which was slightly ajar. He pushed it open, perhaps too forcefully, causing you to stir in bed and twitch involuntarily.

You didn’t wake up, but one of your bare legs shifted higher. On any other occasion, Levi would have grumbled about the wrinkles on the sheets. You always insisted on neatly tucking the blankets only to end up sprawled across them, barely covered. Curled in a fetal position, your smooth, naked legs parted slightly at his noisy entrance. Your light nightgown had bunched around your hips, leaving your body exposed. Lips parted, you breathed softly, your chest rising and falling peacefully as you slept.

It bothered him deeply that you were asleep. This alone spoke volumes about his intoxicated state because, under normal circumstances, he would have been filled with adoration. His gaze lingered between your legs, noting that you weren’t wearing panties. Normally, he might say the view made his pants feel tighter, but the truth was he had been hard since leaving the military board meeting.

Stumbling forward with one objective in mind, he tripped. Even in his drunken state, he felt like an idiot. It was a forewarning of how stupid he would feel the next morning once his full faculties returned. Squinting in the dim light, he saw what had caused his fall: your bags, perfectly arranged at the foot of the bed, ready for your early departure to a girls-only trip by the lake for the weekend.

But in that moment, Levi couldn't care less. He had drunk far too much at the military board's mandatory party. Initially, he was reluctant to have more than a glass or two. But everyone insisted, and drinking allowed him to avoid conversation. When the MPs brought in women, probably paid for, he felt ashamed to be there, especially knowing you were at home. He continued drinking to keep his eyes occupied and his mouth busy. The heat wave made the crowded, smoke-filled room unbearable, and with no water available, he kept drinking.

With too much alcohol in his system, his mind fixated on his most primal instincts. These included frequent bathroom trips and, of course, thoughts of you. He imagined you and him together, sweating—since he was already drenched, it would be better if he were naked and thrusting into you—hearing you moan his name, feeling your body beneath his control.

A small part of his consciousness insisted that his thoughts were wrong. But the other part urged, “Since you're already on the floor, take off your shoes.”

Before he could think clearly, he had climbed onto the bed, positioning himself on all fours above you. His lips found the tender spot on your neck as his hand slid under your nightgown.

"Mmm," you groaned, stirring uneasily under his touch. Your eyes remained closed, but you were slowly waking. Levi sucked and nibbled at your neck with the fervor of a man possessed. "Levi?" you asked, confused, allowing his hands to roam over your body.

Levi simply hummed, pleased that you were awake.

"You're back?" you asked, though it was clear he was there. "Levi, I need to sleep."

"I'll be quick," he promised, his voice slurred, betraying his drunken state. You could taste the alcohol on his breath when his lips met yours.

You pulled back slightly, repulsed, "You're drunk," you muttered, sleepily, as he continued to assault your neck.

"Drunk in love with you," he declared, his words catching you off guard. "I want you," he continued, kissing your shoulder. "I need you."

It was clear he wasn’t thinking straight. "Levi," you protested, his hand now squeezing your breast over the nightgown, and his hard erection pressing against your core, "I need to sleep. I leave early in the morning."

Your complaints were silenced as he kissed you messily, moaning into your mouth, taking your breath away. A thin thread of saliva connected you as he looked at you with drunken, lust-filled eyes. "You don't have to do anything. I'll do it all."

You weren’t sure if it was the idea of a quickie before sleep or his unusually needy state that made you receptive, but you parted your knees slightly on the mattress. You didn’t bother moving from the position you had been sleeping in just moments ago. With your face resting on the pillow, Levi positioned himself and thrust inside you. Your faces were close, sharing the same breath, panting as he eagerly fucked you. It was messy, fast-paced, and though it lacked his usual calculated rhythm, it was intensely arousing and intimate. It felt like being teenagers again, fumbling through quick, passionate sex without knowing exactly how it was done, but enjoying every second of it.

"Ah- mmm!" you moaned softly, too tired to be loud, quiet little kittenish sounds escaping your lips. He was impossibly deep, his heat blending with the oppressive summer air. Sweat dripped from his face, mingling with yours.

"Ah- ah, yeah! Fuck, you feel amazing. Mmm, ah!" Levi was unusually vocal, his eyebrows raised slightly, mouth open. From the corner of your eye, you admired his relaxed expression, completely lost in the moment. "I'm fucking melting inside you."

It felt the same for you. The quick, messy fuck ended with him spilling inside you, not helping to ease the heat.

You usually didn’t mind Levi cuddling you, but this time, it felt unbearable. The air was hot, he was like a living radiator next to you, the sheets were warm and tangled, and you felt sticky and wet all over.

Reluctantly, you slipped out of bed, determined not to miss your trip with your friends. You dragged yourself to the bathroom for a cold shower. Half-lidded eyes tried to focus on the reflection in the bathroom mirror. Gradually, your eyebrows drew together as you noticed the deep purplish marks on your neck and hips. There went your hopes of wearing a bikini around the families at the lake.

"LEVI ACKERMAN!"

The pillow fell off his head as he jolted awake, his upper body shooting up in bed. A terrible decision, as he immediately felt a pounding headache and a wave of nausea from last night's excesses. Groaning, he gripped his head, dreading the day's work ahead. The fallen pillow didn’t help when you hit him with it.

"OI!"

"You RUINED my girl's weekend!"

--

"My head is killing me," Erwin muttered, his dark circles standing out against his pale, sickly complexion. The scorching sun outside the shop only made things worse. "Levi! We're going to be late!" he complained as his colleague lingered inside the shop.

Levi peeked outside, looking no better. "We wouldn’t be late if you didn’t take so long to get ready. As usual."

Erwin groaned as Levi disappeared back into the shop.

When it was finally his turn, Levi approached the front desk quickly. "What are the prettiest flowers you have?" he asked.

The florist, busy rearranging a bouquet, looked up with a grimace. "Oh boy…"

(I don't know what this was... It just came to my mind.)

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[levisecretgfblog]

[abiatackerman]

Hange: If a building catches a fire who would you save between us?

Eren: Mikasa is my first priority but I'll try to save everyone.

Hange: Levi?

Levi: I'm saving Y/N. The rest of you can die.

(Just for fun... We all know he'll try to save everyone, even by sacrificing himself)

[ninibeingdelulu]

What turn them on… ft. leon kennedy, levi ackerman, Kento nanami

A/N: nsfw (not detailed)

leon :

That low, hushed bedroom voice you slip into drives him absolutely wild. When you lean in close, lips brushing his ear as you murmur those filthy suggestions and pet names, it ignites fire in his veins.

He loves when you let your hair down and shake those tousled locks loose. Watching those silky strands cascade down framing your features instantly kicks Leon's pulse into overdrive.

Don't even get him started on you in lingerie - especially some slinky, lacy number that clings to every delicious curve. One glimpse of your body captured in those delicate fabrics and Leon's undivided hunger sears onto you.

But his ultimate weakness? You flat-out seducing him in that saucy, empowered way only you can. Strutting up with that coy, bedroom-eyed stare and beginning to slowly, teasingly unfasten each garment until you're deliciously bare before his devouring gaze...he'll ravish you into the mattress without hesitation.

levi :

Seeing you assertive, confident, and in total control of any given situation makes Levi's steel resolution melt into a puddle. You radiating that fiery, self-assured dominance speaks directly to his most primal instincts.

He can't resist when you playfully tease or rib him in that sarcastic, flirtatious tone. That rapier wit and zero effs given attitude immediately ignite Levi's scorching lust.

Get a little messy and carefree around him once in a while. Don't mind getting handsy or disheveled because he adores watching you unravel from propriety into total sensual abandon.

But Levi's ultimate turn-on? You taking charge, grabbing him by the cravat, and forcefully devouring his mouth like a starving animal before tearing every stitch off his taut body. He'll submit willingly, eagerly awaiting your ravenous commands.

kento :

An uninhibited, joyful smile radiating your genuine warmth and inner vibrance leaves Kento utterly bewitched. He's an absolute goner for your luminous, sunny disposition.

Don't be afraid to lightly tease his cheeky flirtations or naughty innuendos with playful eyerolls or mock indignation. Keeping Kento on his flirtatious toes amps up the simmering chemistry.

He adores watching you engage in physical hobbies you're passionate about. That focused intensity and litheness of your body through athletic motions enraptures Kento endlessly.

But his most delirious turn-on? You inching up close and languidly trailing your fingertips up his chiseled abdomen over clothes. Letting your touch linger there while angling up to brush parted lips against the corner of his smirk with a breathy invitation to continue getting _very_ physical behind closed doors...Kento will scoop you up before you can even blink.

[l3visthighs]

∴.·:*¨ ¨*:·. ☙.·:*¨ ¨*:·.♡ .·:*¨ ¨*:·. ❧.·:*¨ ¨*:·.∴

It feels like it’s been a while since I posted a new Leviana commission from @catyypss . I’ve missed my babies so much in her style :’) every time I receive a new piece from her I always say it’s my new favorite. Her artwork of them never fails to absolutely blow me away. Thank you as always for working with me 💞

[dethtoth]

I don’t often like AI but..

[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

deep in the levi brainrot over how skilled he is with his fingers purely from observing how well he handles the mobility gear (✿◡‿◡)

[allthelovenina]

Not to be freaky or weird but I can't stop thinking about Levi's wife who gave birth to their child 3 months ago but still has itchy, heavy and swollen breasts cause her body just produces too much milk for their child and like...Levi gives her a release by sucking the milk out for them and eating their pussy. Sorry, I'm being freaky lately. Might write a piece about this, might delete it. Who knows.

[l-levisworld]

“Once I told you I kissed a thousand men. It was lie.”

“I know.”

“I've only kissed two or three hundred. Now how many woman have you kissed?”

“Very few.”

“But you offered me a kiss, why?”

“Such a foolish reason I'm afraid. I just wanted to kiss you.”

Levi x reader coded btw!!

[leviismybby]

Levi during an argument but he gets horny:

[piichuu]

♡ KISS IT BETTER - LEVI ACKERMAN

WARNINGS: mentions of injuries, fluff, gn!reader

WORD COUNT: 336

JUNE DRABBLES

during a battle with titans, levi ended up with a deep wound in the palm of his hand as well as a few scratches over his face. in his eyes, these weren’t even half as bad as what could’ve been, but you on the other hand is acting like he’s on his deathbed and only has one minute left to live if you don’t wrap a bandage around his hand.

“it’s not that big of a deal, it barely hurts,” he speaks while you clean the wound from blood as best as you can before putting disinfection on it, causing your boyfriend to slightly flinch. “it is a big deal, you got hurt,” you mumble while putting a bandage over his hand and then going to put some on his face where the scratches are worse.

levi watches you scan his body for more wounds, but there are no more in sight. “hey, you need to stop worrying about me so much. i’m fine and i’m alive. this could’ve been a lot worse if i were unlucky,” he says as you reach for his wounded hand to take a look at it now that it’s wrapped up in bandage. “don’t say that it could’ve been worse, i don’t want to think about any bad possibilities.”

you press a kiss to his covered up hand and linger there for a moment before going to his face and placing a few kisses there as well, making levi’s cheeks flush into a deep color of pink.

he’s however quick to compose himself and intertwines his hand with yours. “don’t worry about me, please?” he asks before cupping your cheeks, flashing you a soft smile. “i’m right here.”

you nod before wrapping your arms around him and burying your face into the crook of his neck. “i just don’t want anything bad to happen to you.” “i know, but it won’t, i’m always going to survive, i swear,” he whispers before placing a kiss to the top of your head.

[lucysarah-c]

This may be an unpopular opinion, but... I think Levi is rather bad at cooking. Lmao.

Okay, okay. Before you burn me at the stake, let me explain myself.

Cooking is a skill, much like cleaning. Some people excel at it, some are decent, and some simply aren't great. For some, cooking is a passion and even a career. For me, cooking is embodied by my grandmother. She taught me everything I know. Although she may not have been the most emotionally available person (like many women who survived the war), her way of showing affection was through her cooking. To me, nobody cooks like my grandma. Nobody.

Now, my way of showing affection is also through cooking and acts of service because it's something I associate with love.

Levi grew up alone in the underground. I imagine he often ate food in questionable condition and probably never had anyone to teach him how to cook. Can you picture Kenny teaching him how to make pasta? Neither can I. And Kuchel, his mother, passed away when he was very young.

Moreover, back in the day, many homes didn't have stoves. Working people often ate their warm meals at pubs and survived on cheese and bread. This is something you can see in "Les Miserables," for example.

Given this background, I feel Levi never had the chance to learn what good food is, nor did he have anyone to teach him how to cook properly. Sure, he can probably prepare simple meals to survive, but they likely don't taste amazing.

If you're someone who enjoys cooking (like me) and you two are starting to live together, dividing tasks, and it’s his turn to make dinner for the first time, you'll eat it, of course. But it might taste so bland that it’s like the meme, "Mmm, I just love the taste of nothing."

Then, you can kindly suggest that since he enjoys doing the dishes, perhaps you could handle the cooking while he takes care of the cleanup. 🤣

[abiatackerman]

Frosty night, Warm embraces

You look at the receptionist with disbelief as she says they have only one free room left in their cottage.

And that contains one bed.

Due to the heavy snowfall, the roads are blocked and a lot of people got stuck midway. Even though Erwin booked two rooms for Levi and you but due to high pressure of the helpless people who got stuck because of the Snowfall, the manager gave one of the rooms to another couple.

"Do something!"

You say to Levi who's standing beside you as always with a blank expression on his face. He has been silent most of the conversation with the receptionist, his expression stoic and uninterested. He glances at you with a slight frown, crossing his arms over his chest.

"And what exactly do you expect me to do?"

He asks, keeping his voice neutral, as if the idea of sharing a room wasn't affecting him at all. You glare at him.

"Who told you to come with me? I was fine on my own. If you wouldn't have come... This problem wouldn't have occurred in the first place. Also that Erwin... 'Let Levi accompany you.' my ass."

You say in an angry tone as you look at the receptionist who's looking at you with horror.

Of course because you're cursing at the commander of the survey corps and yelling at humanity's strongest soldier.

"Watch your tone, doll."

He warns, his voice is low and stern. His expression is slightly amused, but he won't admit it.

"I came with you to make sure you stay out of trouble. And here you are, causing a scene, like always."

"Give me the key."

You say to the receptionist, ignoring Levi.

"I'm so tired. I'll just shower and sleep. At least you guys have warm water in your bathrooms, right?"

The receptionist flinches at your outburst but quickly composes herself.

"Yes, ma'am. We do have warm water."

She says, offering you a sympathetic smile before handing you the key. Taking the key you walk towards the room and as you two are out of the sight of the receptionist, you smack Levi's arm.

"What's your problem? Why did you call me doll in front of that damn receptionist?"

"Because you're a doll. Small, cute, and fragile."

He says nonchalantly, unaffected by the smack of your arm. Though there is an underlying hint of possessiveness in his tone. You take a deep breath to calm yourself.

First of all you had to serve a lot of people today who were hurt due to the fall of the wall of the Trost district. Second, the extreme snowfalls. Third, getting stuck with this arrogant asshole named Levi... You're totally losing your temper.

Though no one can deny the fact that your relationship is different. Like Levi would tease you, insult you but he would even let you hit him too (which no one can imagine) and will call you doll in front of anyone he wants.

Everyone ships you two, but you or Levi never react to those things. Though you both know Levi's whipped over you.

Levi observes your frustration and takes note of your attempts to steady your breathing. His expression is blank but his voice softens.

"You always get so dramatic when you're tired."

You open the door as you throw your bag in the bed and start to pull out your night gown and ignore Levi's statement.

"You're sleeping on the floor."

Levi raises an eyebrow at your declaration, crossing his arms over his chest.

"We're sharing the bed, doll."

Levi says, his tone leaving no room for argument. He's not missing the chance of sleeping in the same bed, together with you.

"I'm going to take a shower."

You say ignoring him, as you get into the bathroom and Levi "Tch"s at your obvious attempt to escape the ongoing debate.

"Don’t take too long. I'll shower too."

He says, his voice carrying through the closed bathroom door.

You come out of the shower after a while with damped hair and in a night gown, shivering. You immediately jump into the bed without looking at Levi and cuddle with the blanket, trying to make yourself warm. Your toes and fingers are cold as ice.

“You look like a damn frozen stick.”

Levi's voice is laced with a hint of playful sarcasm. He shifts closer to you on the bed, his body gently pressing against yours as he notices how cold you are

"Go take a shower. You stink."

You lie, kicking his leg as he hugs you and Levi dodges your kick with ease.

"You're the one who smells like a damn flower shop."

He retorts and stands up, giving you a quick glance before disappearing into the bathroom.

Levi takes a quick shower, the warm water cascades over his tense muscles, easing away the stress of the day. He thinks about you, lying in the bed just outside the bathroom door, wrapped in a blanket and shivering. He quickly dries off and wraps a towel around his waist, walking out of the bathroom. The towel around his waist making him look even more tempting. He looks at you, wrapped in the blankets, still shivering.

Levi walks over to the bed, after wearing a trouser and sits on the bed. He reaches out and gently touches your arm. Your skin is soft and cold.

"You're shivering, doll."

Levi says softly.

"It's just.... Too cold here."

You mumble, shaking. Seeing the shivers racking through your body and your teeth chattering softly he scoots closer to you.

"It's alright, doll."

He whispers, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer to him. He nuzzles his face into your hair, breathing in the fresh, floral scent that clinging to you. You gasp but don't protest when he hugs you. He pulls the blanket over you two and you sigh in comfort of his warmth.

"You're safe now. I've got you."

Levi says softly as you press your face against his neck and sigh feeling his manly, strong smell.

"Why your chest... I mean your body is so warm? Is it because you have much more blood than me or because you eat more than me?"

Levi chuckles softly at your question, his hand rubbing gentle circles on your back as he holds you close to his chest.

"It's probably a combination of both. Also, I work out more than you do."

He says, his voice rumbling deep in his chest. He can feel the coldness of your skin slowly fading away as his body heat transfers to you.

"Yeah, right."

You say as you hug him.

"But my cold body isn't making you feel uncomfortable. Weird.

Levi's eyes gleam with amusement as you hugged him tighter. He finds it strangely endearing.

"What's so weird about that? I'm used to your cold body. I've come to expect it."

He jokes, his hand continuing to rub soothing circles on your back.

"You know? You talk a lot when you're with me. Unnecessarily. Also I lied when I said you stink."

You say as I close your eyes and Levi chuckles. He knows that he usually keeps his words to a minimum and speaks only when necessary. But somehow, being around you makes him loosen up a little bit more.

"So, you like how I smell?"

He teases, his voice dripping with cocky confidence making you laugh.

"Shut up."

You mumble as you hug him tighter.

"Well... It's refreshing to see you acting differently around me. More friendly and more comfortable. I'm proud I can make you feel like that."

Levi smiles, his body relaxing as you hug him tighter. He can't deny that he's enjoying this... The two of you cuddled together under the blankets, engaged in a conversation.

"Yeah, yeah. Don't get used to it. I still have a reputation to uphold, doll."

He knows he is different when he is around you. But still... He's the captain of the survey corps.

"Thank you."

Levi looks at you as you mumble, admiring the way your face looks so close to his. You both are laying on the same pillow, your head just beside his. He can feel your breath on his skin.

"What are you thanking me for, doll?"

He whispers, his eyes meeting your gaze. The intimate position of your faces so close together makes his heart skip a beat.

"For warming me up. Idiot."

You chuckle and Levi fakes a scoff. Though his heart is warmed by your simple gratitude.

"Yeah, yeah. That's why I'm here for, doll. To be your personal heater whenever it's cold."

He retorts making you laugh, his hand still rubbing gentle circles on your back under the blankets.

"You know? No matter how annoying you are...."

You say as your eyes soften.

"I don't mind being stuck with you."

Levi lifts his hand and gently tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch soft and tender.

"Annoying, huh? Is that the only way you can describe me?"

He teases, though he secretly relishes the fact that you don't mind being stuck with him despite his abrasive exterior.

You smile and press a soft kiss on his forehead.

"That's a secret, for now go to sleep. Good night."

Levi's eyes widened slightly when he feels your soft kiss on his forehead. The unexpected gesture of tenderness  catches him off guard and his heart skips a beat.

He wraps his arm around your waist as you roll over, showing him your back. He can feel your back pressed against his chest, and it feels shockingly intimate.

"Good night, doll."

He whispers before closing his eyes, feeling sleep tugging him too.

[ninibeingdelulu]

Father ✧

Plot: Making dinner while Levi read his book with your toddler in his arms.

Silence hung thick and cozy in the soft, candle-flickered den as savory aromas wafted through the cottage air.

Your nimble hands busied over that evening's meal preparations - shucking veggies, sprinkling fragrant seasonings, and stirring those bubbling pots with easy familiarity.

But pausing every few rotations to sneak tender glances across the modest living room.

Where the true vision of serenity unfolded before your adoring gaze.

Levi slouched in that overstuffed armchair dominating the chamber's heart. Posture loose and unburdened in a manner that still vaguely surprised you after all these years together.

One gunmetal iris cracked open in a catlike squint from behind those unruly ink locks now tumbling freely down his temples.

Peering down in obvious contentment at the tiny, bundled perfection blissfully dozing against his broad chest.

Your daughter's cherubic features remained blissfully serene even as those thick sooty lashes fluttered in dreams.

Honeyed curls tousled every which way courtesy of her doting father's roaming caresses.

One of Levi's calloused palms cradled the back of her downy crown with utmost gentleness - countering the massive, scarred breadth rippling with each steady inhale and exhale.

It never stopped amazing you - reducing your fierce captain to such tender vulnerability around his child. The very same man once branded "humanity's strongest" now shamelessly melting into paternal instinct while simply basking in his baby girl's peaceful slumber and milky sweet scent.

He startled slightly at your padding footfalls cutting through the drowsy atmosphere.

Those steely mercuries alighted immediately, trademark stoicism cracking wider until soft wonder seeped across Levi's austere visage instead.

One lone index rose to his parted lips with a barely-there smile and shake of his tousled crown, silently conveying 'she's drifting off.'

Instantly soothing every potential rebuke about dinner prep times you might have offered.

You simply mirrored Levi's low, indulgent beam right back - whisper-quiet footfalls guiding you straight into that irresistible tableau of masculine warmth and floral-sweet innocence.

Without conscious direction, your path detoured to scoop his face into your cupped palms and pepper wandering, grateful kisses over his angled cheeks.

Down his nose, absorbing each faint chuckle reverberating beneath as he soaked up your overflowing reverence without protest.

"Shh..c'mere already, would you?" he husked before claiming your questing mouth in a slow, molten connection temporarily claiming all surroundings beyond that velvet moment.

Levi hummed out a purr before trailing off - all focus refocusing back on your shared, drowsing offspring nestled against him with idle strokes down her svelte back.

You eased into the adjacent spot without ceremony, draping into Levi's side while your temple nestled beneath his rough jawline and inhaled deeply.

What was once a bristly, oddly-soothing sandalwood and lye fragrance now tempered by the indescribable floral aroma of unconditional love.

"Both my princesses in the same little room..." he spoke up suddenly, vibrating through your cheek with gravelly fondness.

Trailing off with a visible throat-bob before planting a lingering peck into your crown, free palm sneaking down to splay over your midsection with reverent possession.

"...don't think there's a single sane thought left in here most days. Just overflowing with pure fuckin' bliss instead."

Smothered laughter huffed through your nostrils at that trademark Levi candor.

Angling your chin upward until molten mercury lakes drifted back down to meet yours, irises glittering with their own transfixed glow.

"Likewise, captain..." Hushed and raspy, you caught his plump pout in a searing exchange murmuring eternal devotions with promises of infinite nights just like this one.

"Better get used to all these royal luxuries after so many years of squalor. My king deserves a lifetime of pampering, don't you think?"

Levi snorted hoarsely before guiding your ear back down to fully savor his wolfish purrs unconstrained.

"Sounds divine. But first..." His forearm cradled your tiny cherub closer, cocooning her more snugly into that sheltering cavern with rocking motions mimicking a parent's heartbeat.

"First, I'm enjoying every goddamn second of having both my world's tucked right here against me for a spell. The rest can damn well wait."