Daddy Levi is Best Levi


Author Notes:

Welcome to my shameless Daddy Levi kink fic.

A couple notes:
1. Eren is adopted, not blood related.
2. It's actually pretty darn true to canon, taking place around season 3.
3. There will not be any sex between characters other than Levi & Eren.

This work is completed and just needs some touching up. I'll post at least every week.

That being said, please read, comment and most importantly, enjoy!


Chapter 1: Why Confess When You Can Just Take off Your Pants?


"Duh, it's a joke about sex!" Jean groaned with annoyance, but Eren could only stare at him in utter amazement.

"So you're telling me there are people who think the word 'Daddy' is sexy?" He was almost scared just asking, but both Jean and Connie nodded immediately. Armin simply looked away, a pink blush on his cheeks, but to Eren, that too might as well have been a "yes!" And that was the moment everything changed, the moment shame became hope and trepidation became bravery. "Daddy is sexy…"

Eren had gone through the rest of the day in a daze, and when finally it was time to head home, he joined Armin, as usual, to walk there, but with his mind somewhere else. I'm not the only one. It's not just me! Daddy is sexy! Everyone thinks so! That mantra played in his head on repeat the whole while, and by the time he was saying goodbye to Armin at the door, Eren knew he was ready. For so many long, painful years, he had literally hidden his truth, forced to duck behind doors and lock himself into bathrooms on a regular basis. Daddy Levi seemed to be everywhere, after all, whether walking down the hallway in those otherworldly tight white pants of his or even in the yard, pulling his shirt off to reveal the glory that was his rock hard chest, pair after pair of glorious, powerful muscles.

Every time he saw him, Eren wanted to paint his pleasure all down Daddy Levi's front. He wanted to catch him off guard one day, maybe hit him with a pan in the kitchen, tie his hands to the handle of the oven and yank those fucking sinful pants off of him. Cut them off with a knife or scissors, it didn't matter. And the kitchen would have oil too, convenient and ready to test between his luscious cheeks. And Eren knew he'd be jealous of his own fingers in that moment, being first to press inside of Daddy. To feel him the way only Eren should ever have the right to feel him. He belonged to Eren, after all, and Eren had belonged to him, for as long as he could remember.

So today he would do it. Today his friends had given him the last boost of confidence. Daddy is sexy. Why had Eren so foolishly thought that only he could see that? Well what the fuck. It didn't matter anymore. He called, "I'm home," as per usual, but skipped meeting Daddy in the kitchen, something he almost never did unless something was wrong. Instead he headed right for his room, ignoring it when his sister, Mikasa, tried to catch his attention along the way. Her room was on the second floor, anyway, and if he ignored her, he knew she'd get pissy and lock herself in there. All the better for me. "Eren?" He could hear Daddy Levi's confused voice calling out to him, but ignored that too, instead entering his bedroom and just tossing his stuff to the floor, including shoes and socks and absolutely everything he wore. This would be the hard part, he knew, taking a shit and then cleaning his whole body as thoroughly and quickly as humanly possible. Scrubbing every little crevice until his whole body became perfectly clean, actually worthy of Daddy's precious lips and tongue.

By the time he was turning the water off, Eren heard the predictable voice he adored growing closer, as well as the footsteps he'd trained for years to track with perfect accuracy. Daddy was almost here. He dried off in a hurry, leaving his hair slightly tousled and damp, skipped bothering with any clothing and instead walked out into his bedroom, checking quickly to ensure his door was definitely unlocked.

"Perfect." All of this prepared, Eren hopped his ass right down on his bed, opened the bedside drawer and popped open the first bottle of lube he could find. He reclined against the headboard then, feet flat to the mattress and legs shamelessly spread open, and proceeded to put on a show. A show which Daddy would inevitably walk right in on, because that was what Daddy always did when he did not hear from Eren. He'd walk right to the back of the house, knock twice-yep. Ooh, three times today - and then push the door open with those precious metal grey eyes searching.

It had seemed like an average enough day for Levi, even if he did have to hunt down his sometimes grumpy adopted son. But this time, when he tracked him down in his bedroom, Levi's eyes found something he had never even dreamed he would ever see, Eren totally undressed, head back and eyes closed, moaning Levi's name while one lube-slicked hand stroked himself and the other plunged multiple fingers between his open legs so they disappeared into tight, pink perfection.

"Eren, what the fuck!" He turned abruptly and shoved the man behind him, roughly, forcing him back before he could catch sight of Levi's fucking son, doing such a debauched thing to himself. "Go home." He'd more or less shoved Erwin all the way to the end of the hallway on pure instinct. W hy today of all days ! He had seen the signs of course. The lingering glances and flushed cheeks. The dodgy questions and strangely shy behavior… But he'd hoped having Erwin over more often would extinguish that particular pesky flame. Nope . Clearly it had grown into a raging fire, threatening to destroy the small family he'd finally built.

"Why? What happened?" Erwin's questions were so reasonable, but Levi could only push him further away, practically begging by then.

"I'm sorry, but please just go for now. We'll-" He looked behind himself, worried Eren might even have followed them, but saw no one. Thank fuck . "-talk about this later, okay?"

"Well but-" Erwin too looked around, confused, "Aren't you gonna tell the kids about us? I thought today would be the day we make this official, right?"

"Something's come up."

"Levi, you've been saying that for six years. When are you gonna stop torturing both of us and just accept how I feel about you?" Erwin's blue eyes were so filled with tender kindness, but he also had these pretty pink lips that immediately reminded Levi of- No. He could not let himself think of that!

"I can't, okay? I just can't," he insisted. "If you make me answer right now, that's the only answer I can give, understand?" He looked away, hating himself for the hurt he'd no doubt sent shooting through poor Erwin. His childhood friend. His confidante. The man he'd trusted and adored above all others… until a certain green-eyed brat had wandered into his life and shattered everything.

No longer a lone wolf, Levi had quit prowling the streets, fighting, and even alcohol and bought himself a proper home. He'd picked up the habit of cleaning almost excessively so no innocent hands would find anything dangerous on the ground, and he'd even decided to adopt the little troublemaker's troublemaking sister as well. The two came in a pair, one always clinging to the other, calling his name in her thick little accent from who knew where. " Ereh , Ereh , Ereh ." He could swear he heard it even now, but it was all in his head. Only Erwin truly existed, looking just as crestfallen and disappointed as ever.

"I'm guessing Eren must be in there misbehaving?" He guessed. "He's just at that age, Levi. It's nothing serious. And if you would let me, I could help you handle the kids when they get cheeky like th-"

"Just fucking leave!" Levi hadn't meant to snap, but he also hated anyone telling him how to raise his own kids. Where the fuck had anyone else been, after all, when that house had burned down and those two poor, precious tykes had just barely escaped with their lives? Where the fuck had anyone else been when Levi, still in his service uniform, had to rush in and pray he'd find even one member of their family alive?

N o such luck . Instead he found only unblinking eyes and collapsed ceiling, crushing what he was sure had once been Eren and Mikasa's four parents, enjoying dinner just before the most magical holiday of the year.

But that year wouldn't be magical, aside from one saving grace. His unit had been scheduled to head out that day, and so, while mounted up, Levi managed to spot the smoke over the hill and was able to dash off to try to save whoever he could. Doctor Yeager had saved his men many a time, be it from infectious illness or wounds, and he'd never asked for anything in return. Now he was surely crushed, leaving only his beautiful son, and Levi finally understood how he could repay him. Once the officials and idiots had finally arrived to take over, Levi returned to guide the kids away from the wreckage.

"Where's Mommy?" Eren had asked at least a million times. He was tiny , too young to possibly understand what had happened. "Where's Daddy?"

"Sir, are you family?" Levi had turned just in time to recognize him, Nile Fucking Dawk, the shady caretaker of the only orphanage in their shitty little town. He'd heard rumors this creep showed up at every major tragedy, looking to collect little humans like most decent people would collect keepsakes or coins. So it felt natural to answer, "What the fuck? Of course I am," and to scoop those two little tykes into his arms.

And that was how, on the night before his nineteenth birthday, Levi Ackerman had become the father of two little precious tykes. Of course Eren had just stood in the door of his new home, confused, and asked "Where's Daddy ?" once again, but this time Levi knelt down and took him safely into his arms, answering, "From now on, Daddy's right here."

Never, not then or through any of the years following, would Levi ever have dreamt he would hear Eren's voice moaning that same title, followed by his own name. He remembered hearing that sweet voice calling out to him countless times, with news of good grades or requests to come out and play, with a "welcome home!" or even a "you're late!" and never once felt such terror as he felt today. Eren's in love with me? Seriously? And obviously he was ready to make it known, but what the fuck was Levi even supposed to do in response to… that!

"I'm sorry, Levi." Poor Erwin still looked ready to help, but also saddened. Surely he thought it was his own actions or words that had caused Levi's suddenly frayed nerves, but that was not even half true. It was Eren, the thought of him. The sight of him… "You look so worried. Are you absolutely sure I can't help this time?"

"I am absolutely sure." At least that a nswer was clear, so he offered Erwin a quick hug, apologizing once again. "Please go home for now. We can talk tomorrow." Thankfully Erwin finally nodded and Levi quickly turned back around and hurried back to h is brat's room. Fucking pushy, stupid brat ! He had no clue why he hadn't seen something like this coming, given his recent shifty eyes and surly behavior whenever Erwin had come around…

"Eren, I need you to stop that immediately." He had used his dad voice before even opening that door. "I'm serious."

"Yeah?" Came Eren's cocky, fucking obnoxious reply. "Well. I'm serious too, Daddy, seriously about to cum while thinking about you…"

"That's not funny, god damn it!" Levi pushed the door open and quickly closed it behind himself. The last thing he needed was Mikasa with huge, confused and devastated eyes. "Have you lost your fucking mind? What if Mikasa saw you like that?"

"Do I look like I care about some woman right now?" Eren challenged, slowly and purposefully drawing his shiny, wet fingers from his pulsing pink entrance. "Ne, Daddy?" He then smoothly shoved them back in, throwing his head back again as if in overwhelming pleasure, but Levi knew he wasn't. He couldn't be.

"Eren, stop, right now. I mean it." And he did, but he also looked immediately devastated as the truth started to leak through that confident facade. Those gorgeous green eyes of his slid back open, swimming with so many priceless, conflicting emotions, clearly begging, "Love me," as ever they had . "Love me as much as I love you…"

Finally Levi felt he knew what to do. He approached the bed and yanked a blanket free, then draped it over Eren's exposed body, but before he could protest, kissed his face, causing exactly the frozen surprise he'd hoped for. Never once had he kissed Eren anywhere but maybe on a scraped knee or cut finger. But this time Levi kissed him tenderly where he was unaccustomed and sensitive, then he pulled back and looked in those precious green eyes.

He kept his voice as calm and gentle as possible, knowing Eren's precious heart hung in the balance. "I am not saying 'no,' and I'm not saying 'yes,' tonight, okay? We are going to pretend this didn't happen and have a normal dinner as a family, understand?" Eren seemed conflicted and didn't nod, but maybe that had been too much to hope for at this point. "But I promise I'll think very seriously about what I think you're trying to say to me. You don't need to do something like this again and you don't need to feel like you have to explain yourself, okay Eren?" He caressed his face and stroked a hand through his hair, making sure Eren could feel as much warmth and comfort as possible. "You're young and right now your body is naturally going through new urges, but that doesn't mean you should rush into doing what it tells you. In fact it means exactly the opposite. Does that make any sense?" Finally Eren nodded. "Is… this a recent feeling, what you feel for me?"

"No." He answered immediately. "More than six years.

"Well damn…" He'd suspected as much, but Levi had still clung desperately to the tiny chance he'd been reading the signs wrong. "I'll try to give it six years' worth of thought, but in five or so days, okay? I'll take it seriously, I promise." Eren nodded, but Levi couldn't read all the mixed emotions on his precious face. Fear, hope, and admiration… All of it hung over him like the weight of the world. This precious, sweet boy had just handed over the key to his young heart, but had also granted Levi the power to utterly crush it… and Eren knew it.

"I-I love you more than I have loved anything in all my life," Eren whispered, voice shaky and filled with guilt, "but not like a dad, not for a long time."

"Don't look like that. These things happen." Levi kissed him again, noting how that seemed to calm the shaking and at least some of the fear. "Does Mikasa know?" Eren shook his head. "Good. Let's keep it that way." He stood then, sighing but also reassuring. "I will take this seriously, but for now, let's agree not to change anything. Let's agree to give it five days, alright, and then I promise I'll give you an answer, understand?" Eren nodded again, but when Levi attempted to turn and walk out, nearly fell from the bed in his hurry to catch and stop him.

"Wait!" He was shaking again, worse than ever, and it didn't help that the hand he'd caught Levi's with was still slick with lube. "Daddy, please just tell me one thing?" His pleading eyes forced Levi to nod, already sure he knew what he'd ask. Eren shifted so his blanket fell free, exposing his still flushed, naked body. "Did you, even a little bit… like what you see?" Levi sighed, simultaneously hating himself and yet glad he knew of a way to answer without having to answer. He caught hold of that slick, shaky hand with both of his and guided until Eren's fingers met the button at the top of his pants. Unfortunately these were his white service pants, so he had to loosen some of the belts with his own more trained and much less slick hands, but Eren caught on and popped the final button free on his own, eyes growing wide and hopeful, as if he'd been given a wondrous present to unwrap. He was bold too, wasting little time in tugging that constricting white fabric down and out of his way to take in the sight of his true goal. "Holy…" His fingers delicately prodded and then stroked downward. "It's so big…" Has my brat never seen me naked before? Levi had never really thought about it, but now understood this would be Eren's very first chance, a glimpse of what lay beneath the neat , always tidy clothes he wore. Clearly Eren liked what he saw, as he lowered himself onto all fours then and shamelessly pressed it against his face, causing Levi to freeze up, eyes wide. Eren even kissed it, pressing his lips to the dark fabric of his briefs and letting a soft moan escape his throat. "Fuck, I want this inside me so bad, Daddy…"

"Eren…" He glared the way he knew how to glare at his subordinates, careful to not let his dad voice out. "I said no answers tonight, didn't I?"

"But-"

"No buts, stupid brat." He pushed Eren back as carefully as he could, until his brat wound up sitting on his still bare backside, exposing the way his hardness remained at full attention, a shining bead even leaking from the tip. Eren definitely liked what he saw.

"I'll be bottom if you want, Daddy," he offered right away, "or I could top if that's what you like most."

"Eren stop."

"I would be anything for you, Daddy Levi…"

"Stop."

"Oh…" Eren snickered, a shit eating grin spreading across his face as he used one of his feet to prod Levi. "Ne Daddy Levi, you just got bigger…"

"Fucking hell, Eren!" He shoved him back again, totally freeing himself from Eren and then righted his pants, even fixing his belts as he turned to leave. "Five days, Eren, and you'd better not pull anything . Fucking behave yourself for just five days and give me fucking time to think, got that?"

"Yes, Daddy."

For fuck's sake! Levi yanked the door open, giving his very best glare and his most authoritative captain voice. "And quit calling me Daddy!"

"Why? Because it gets you hard ?"

"Just fucking quit!" Levi had meant to finally leave Eren's room , having both heard and seen more of Eren than he could possibly handle by that point, but instead wound up walking right into what felt like a living wall of muscle. " Wha … Fucking hell." Erwin fucking Smith .


to be continued...


AN: This work was loosely inspired by another, after I read the AN which claimed the story was Levi/Eren multiple times, but then, after I wasted hours of my life reading 45,000 words, I learned there was literally NO Levi/Eren at all! Instead it was Erwin x Levi, while Eren hooked up with two different people, one of them being a girl!

Pardon me while I VOMIT.

Ahem! Anyway, that day I learned 2 very important things.

1. False promises can turn a perfectly good story into a very bad experience for a reader.
2. It is my duty to give the world the Levi x Eren they deserve!

Therefore today I will "write" the wrong done to our community and our bois!
Today, finally, Daddy Levi and sweet Eren will have their chance to cum together.

I promise.

(Let's be clear here, pairings will be Levi x Eren, Eren x Levi, and Erwin/Levi.
There WILL be Papa Levi and unofficially adopted son Eren doing the naughty together in many different ways.
There will NOT be Levi and Erwin doing the same.)

Thanks for coming! Please be kind and give me a reason to li- I mean a review!

Love you!