Another little time skip here! So be prepared! Also be prepared for lovely fluff ^.^

We do not own Attack on Titan on the characters belonging thusly.

Eren and Levi both huffed a small sigh of relief upon reaching their home; having two excitable twins aboard for the ride had been difficult to handle to say the least.

Eren still had to pause and just quietly observe their little house every time he laid eyes on it. It had been almost a year since Levi's ordeal and almost six months since they had been able to move into their new home. It still seemed surreal to look at it sitting so innocently amongst the various trees scattered about.

"Come on, Eren," Levi called, already halfway to the front door, "we need to get them into bed soon."

He couldn't help a small grin. "Papa is so strict on bedtime, isn't he?" He asked his four year old daughter.

She shared his grin and nodded, "Papa likes rules."

Around ten o'clock, the two parents were finally able to retire. It had been a lot more difficult than they had previously anticipated to settle down the twins-they had gone to headquarters for a celebratory dinner and had been unable to qualm the excitement left over once they returned home. A few story books and soft words later though, the twins calmly fell into a sleepy bliss.

Their fathers, however, were headed toward an entirely different kind of bliss.

It was no shock to either Eren or Levi that their love life had suffered with the birth of their two miracle children. The twins were something they would never regret; however, their bodies were having a hard time becoming accustomed to the new schedule. Sex was a trivial part of the day, and one that rarely happened at this point; especially since the twins' room was adjacent to theirs in their small home. Waking up four-year-old children with the sounds of their wild love making was not high on the lover's list of things they wanted to deal with. So a lot of times, it just didn't happen.

Which also meant that when they found a rare, opportune time when they could, they were all over eachother. The twins had a long day, and they were likely to stay down for the night, even with the possibility of disturbances. It was Daddy and Papa's time to play.

Eren didn't dare question anything when he felt Levi's hand slip down to squeeze his ass as they turned out the lights and left the twins to peacefully sleep. Instead he sighed happily, leaning into the touch and scrambling out of the room and towards their own as fast as he could. Levi wasn't a patient man when he got the urge, but at this point Eren wasn't either. They needed it. Eren fell back into their plush queen-sized bed, chestnut hair fanning around him like a halo. He opened his legs lewdly, allowing Levi to stand between them as he pushed Eren to lay down. Levi's skilled hands were gripping his hips, controlling them in the most delightful way as he ground them together, Eren's own popping buttons off his lover's shirt in a lustful race.

It wasn't long before they were both half-naked, dressed in loosely hanging undershorts and nothing else. Their lips met, but not in the chaste manner they did when in front of others. This kiss was hot and messy, saliva swapping and spilling down their heated faces whenever they pulled away for air.

"It's been too fucking long…" Levi growled as he continued to grind their lower halves together sensually.

Eren whined in response, reaching for his husband's neck and hugging him close as he began to work kisses down his tanned chest. He stopped at a nipple, sucking it harshly and nipping at the sensitive skin so that Eren could do no more than croon under his touch.

"I'm not going to l-last lon-g...L-Levi….ahhhnn," the younger choked on the weight of the lust in his chest.

"Me neither," Levi admitted, hands reaching forth to delve into his husband's last flimsy article of modesty.

There was a knock on the door.

The duo froze in their tracks, Levi's fingers pausing halfway in Eren's boxers.

"Fucking shit…" Levi groaned, throwing his head back in exasperation, "just when we get five fucking minutes alone."

Eren sent him an equally distraught glance before sitting up, covering himself in their comforter and clearing his voice.

"W-what's up, baby?"

The doorknob wiggled apprehensively before creaking open slightly to reveal a mop of soft chocolate hair.

"Daddy, can come in?" came their daughter's timid voice, speech stilted with sleep and young age.

Levi gave a frustrated sigh as he slammed back to rest against the headboard, crossing his arms in a tizzy and covering his excited lower half. Eren shot him a quick glare as he motioned for Hazel to climb up to the bed with them. The little girl trotted over, her feet bouncing off the floor as if she were scared that it would swallow her if she let it there too long. She climbed to the edge of the bed and Eren lifted her in, setting her carefully in the middle of the bed between her dads.

"What's wrong, sweetheart? Couldn't sleep?" Eren asked sweetly, pulling the little girl to rest against his side and stroking her hair lovingly.

Hazel snuggled up to him nervously. She glanced over to Levi, who, through the ache in his lower half, was rubbing her shoulder and trying to calm her as well. She looked into her lap with a little pout on her lips before finally giving a response.

"I had a bad dream…" she said sullenly, gripping her Daddy's arm tightly in fear.

Eren chuckled softly, kissing the girl's wavy tresses and hugging her as tightly as she did him. He held her close, looking to Levi with a bitter expression. The older sighed a bit, leaning forward in order to rub a soothing hand across his daughter's back.

"It's okay, baby girl…" Eren murmured, "Everything is okay. Daddy and Papa are here, and we'll always keep you safe, sweetie."

Big blue eyes looked to his in trepidation, a nod and a snivel given in response to the gentle smile he gave her. Her little hands gripped tighter onto his forearm, hugging him as if she were afraid he'd disappear.

"Do you want to talk about it, baby?" Eren asked, tilting his head to see her sweet face.

She shook her head, "No. Jus wan' stay here…"

Eren groaned internally and Levi gave a disapproving grunt. But they were both huge saps for those big green eyes and couldn't dare say no to their sweetheart when she was in distress.

"O-ok," Eren conceded, "but only for a little while okay, sweetie?"

The girl nodded sleepily, shimmying under the covers and snuggling into her Daddy and Papa's big warm bed. Eren sighed carefully, continuing to card through her hair as she drifted slowly back to sleep. Levi watched him, and when he saw her little face relax gave him a little nod. Eren stood carefully, scooping his sleeping princess into his arms and walking her back to her room. He tucked her back into her bed and went back across the hall to his husband.

Levi was waiting for him. The second upon which he entered their room, Eren was tackled to the mattress.

"Seeing you be so maternal was making me lose it, you fucking brat."

His boxers were being torn from his legs and his hips positioned so that Levi's view of him was vast and hips rocked together in unison once more, and it wasn't long before Eren was solid again under Levi's skilled attentions. He could barely think through the pleasure continuing to cloud his mind. He whined under his husband's tantalizing touches, fumbling hastily underneath his pillow for the tube of oil they kept there. Levi was popping open the container to coat himself when there was another knock on the door.

The frustrated groan Levi let out made Eren wonder if the man would've slammed his head into the wall if they were against it. The younger watched in a lusty daze as his lover pulled his shorts up again, throwing a blanket over the other who was obviously incapacitated with arousal.

"What?" the man called, the tone somewhere between a growl and a sigh.

"Papa, can come in, peez'?"

Levi groaned again, rubbing his face, totally done with these little interruptions. But he couldn't just let his son stand there when he needed something. He picked up a pair of sweats from the floor as well as a T-shirt, throwing them on before opening the door and dropping to be level with his tiny son.

"What, Cayden?"

The boy blinked up at him with long, dark lashes, teal eyes sparking.

"Mm' hungie."

"Hungry?"

Cayden nodded shyly, looking nervous as his Papa stared at him confused.

"Cayden it's fuc-er, it's eleven o'clock at night. It's not time to eat. Why don't you go back to bed?" Levi leveled.

He ruffled the boy's charcoal locks dismissively. But Cayden would not be dismissed so easily. He grabbed his Papa's sleeve, pulling him back and quivering his lip.

"Cann't sleep, Papa. Tummie hungie," the boy explained, pointing to his thin tummy as if Levi didn't understand what he was asking for.

The fucking brat was already picking up on his sarcasm. Great.

"Cayden, I don't have time for this…" Levi groaned, pinching his brow and rubbing at his face again in exasperation.

The bright-eyed child whimpered a little bit, eyes tearing up as he looked imploringly at his Papa. Why was this kid hungry at fucking eleven at night? Levi hazily remembered the boy not eating all of his dinner today, claiming that the rice was not stewed to his apparently high standards. He sighed and straightened to a stand.

"You're hungry because you didn't eat all your dinner, Cayden," he lectured.

His son opened his mouth to explain again but Levi shut him up, grabbing his little hand gently and leading him to the kitchen.

"I know, I know, you didn't like it," Levi sighed. "I'll get you a snack tonight because I'm feeling nice, but next time you have to eat dinner, got it?"

Cayden nodded eagerly, accepting the crackers and milk Levi offered him. He sat in a chair and munched happily on his midnight snack, Levi carding through his hair and watching to make sure he didn't choke. When Cayden finished, he helped the boy to re-brush his teeth before tucking the now drowsy boy back into his bed. He left the room with a relieved sigh, closing the door quickly and practically racing back to bed where his lover laid.

"Eren…" Levi called with a sensuous purr as he locked the door.

He climbed on top of his husband, smiling as he saw that he had been preparing himself for Levi the whole time he'd been helping their child.

"Naughty little thing…" Levi cooed, pinning Eren to the bed in all of his slicked up glory.

The young male smiled up at him brightly, a dark, mischievous glint in those handsome, lust-blown eyes.

"Always for you, babe."

Levi thrusted his hips, successfully shutting Eren up as they connected in blissful ecstasy.

"Oh, I'll make you pay for that one…"