@ehnver
"want attention," eren confessed, making his way up levi's neck to his ear with slow, sweet kisses. "daddy..." eren's lips shape the word without sound; he's too embarrassed to say it out loud, afraid levi will push him away or find him disgusting.
levis hand pushes up through eren’s hair again, his other arm slinking around the teens waist, sliding under the material of the sweater eren was wearing. which, levi thought, looked very much like a sweater he owns. “what sort of attention?”

















