*3rd POV*

A moment alone had been long awaited since early that morning. Though exhausted by the time the sun disappeared, neither you or Levi dared to pass up the opportunity to meld together as one. You had been longing for it since his cold fingers traced the contour of your spine and awoke you from you slumber.

Your body was flush against his front, limbs were entangled. Nimble fingers brushed over your blushed skin, while one hand encircled both of your wrists above your head. An exchange of names breathlessly passed through each of your mouths, lips moving in sync and tongues exploring.

Body temperatures rose, an overwhelming pressure in your most intimate area caused pleasurable trills throughout you. Levi showed no sign of mercy as his teeth grazed along your neck, his wet muscle massaging the divot at the base of your neck. Your breath hitched, head thrown back, and he smirked against your skin, continuing his torturous foreplay.

Moments like this had become rare, and something much desired. Juggling such busy schedules and reserving enough energy for such a thing took effort.

Your bond had developed quickly despite the threat you were well-aware of. A lone Dove that flew too close, albeit by chance, you happily perched yourself. You had no one else in this world, and then Levi had more than provided you with what you needed. A shared love for tea and the rest was utter history.

The Dove built her nest.

You clenched your legs as your spine locked, the need all too powerful now. A guttural moan pushed passed your swollen lips, begging,

pleading to be released.

A tentative knock rapped on the door and a young voice broke through the wooden barrier.

"Mama... Dada..."

Your body slumped, your legs falling limp from Levi's hips, and the arousal was fleeting as your heavy lids separated with a start. Levi rested his forehead against your abdomen, a disgruntled sigh cooling the skin.

"Little one is awake," he muttered innocuously.

You hummed amicably, and his head lifted to meet your placid eyes. You smiled, almost apologetically for the nature of his boy, and reached down to cup his face, "We should see what he needs."

Another sigh caressed your flesh and Levi's pushed himself up, kissing your lips before fully separating from you. The capten slunk his arms back into his robe while you searched the floor for your discarded slip. You watched in amusement as Levi shuffled lackadaisically toward the door and opened it to reveal your son.

The boy, only three years old, and already resembled so much of Levi, clutched onto his dark green with dinosaur, baby blanket in his tiny fist while the other rubbed his ebony eyes. Levi stared down at the small child curiously.

"What's the matter, brat? Can't sleep?"

"Mm-mm," the tiny shook his head.

It wasn't completely abnormal for your son to wander into your bedroom in the middle of the night. He was a snuggle little creature from the moment he was born, but who he cuddled closer to on such occasions varied.

Despite the interruption, he was well worth the reward and you wished it were possible for him to stay in his young age forever.

The terror and uncertainty you went through upon discovering the pregnancy was indescribable, and the lengths you went through to ensure he survived were nothing meager. To live each day with no guarantees, no matter how large your belly grew, that you could still lose him... You lost sleep, Levi worried for your own well being as your force-fed yourself food and drinks.

Once you laid eyes on his beautiful face, all those worries seemed to disappear. Seeing him and holding him in your arms only made you more determined to keep him safe.

Levi squatted to his son's level, a lanky finger poking his button nose, "I suppose, then, you want to sleep with us, hm Brat?"

(S/n) nodded and yawned.

Mischief twinkled in your husband's eyes, his head tilted to look at you, "What do you think, Mommy? This little brat wishes to sleep with us, but he hasn't said 'please'."

You grinned, "Mm, that is quite the conundrum."

"Pwease, Mama?"

"That's my sweet, little boy. Come here."

Levi stepped aside and watched as (s/n) waddled to your bedside, both arms reaching up for your assistance. You obliged, and lifted him onto your lap. (S/n) instantly curled into you, his head resting on your chest and both arms wrapped up around your neck.

"I love you, Mama," he whispered.

You pressed your lips into his dark hair, "I love you, baby."

Levi appeared at his side of the bed and scrutinized the two of you. "Asleep already?"

"Appears so," you lightly brushed your fingertips up and down your son's back, feeling the rise and fall of his lungs against you. You tilted your head to get a better look, (s/n)'s eyes closed peacefully as he nuzzled more deeply into you. You met Levi's scrutinizing stare, "He looked half-asleep to begin with. Maybe he was sleep walking."

Levi clicked his tongue and clambered into bed, "Either way, the brat toke my spot."

A quiet laugh resonated within you, and he responded with a smile. Levi pulled himself closer to you and draping his arm over you and your son.

"We'll try to make up for the little interruption tomorrow," you said.

"Try?" Levi closed his eyes and nipped at your shoulder, "I fully intend to brat.

The End!