and I'm having double trouble [ closed ]

[selfperpetuate]

WHO Alex Daniels (selfperpetuate) and Jordan Leslie (sensationate)
WHAT magical hijinks turn one man into two. what's a boyfriend to do
WHEN modern day-ish?
WHERE Alex and Jordan's shared home
WHY because it's Leo's fault for being a terrible dad

Sleeping was the absolute worst for someone like Alex. Being an empath, vampiric or not, meant that no matter what, Alex could feel everything. During the day when he was awake and could focus, Alex could just block it out, ignore the desire to find the nearest person and take his fill of of their feelings, their desires. When he was asleep, he had absolutely no control over everyone's feelings rushing in and overtaking his mind as dreams twisted into nightmares and nightmares back to dreams on a whim.

It helped to have Jordan next to him, a soothing, familiar mind to help make a shield around Alex's raw nerve of a mind. Tonight was a bad night and not even his boyfriend laying next to him could stop the emotional onslaught he felt. Tossing and turning, he pushed himself up against Jordan in his sleep until there was no more bed and he pushed Jordan off accidentally, waking up the moment he felt the pain from his boyfriend.

"Damn it," he murmured as he ran his hands through his hair and looked in the direction where he knew Jordan lay on the floor. "You okay down there or do I have to send in search and rescue to bring you back up?"

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[sensationate]

When Alex began to feed, the white Jordan whimpered in excitement. He could feel his affection blossoming out as Alex drew it from his heart to his muscles, like a wave of fresh heat uncoil from their kiss. It only encouraged him further, pushing up and closer to Alex until they were chest to chest, practically sitting in his lap. The hand at Alex's jaw moved, shifted downward before bumping into his black. There was no pause when he slid his fingers down his black's scalp and along his neck until his hand was gripping Alex's shirt over his shoulderblade, arm crooked to hold him close between them both.

There was a rush of love, protective instincts, joy and lust all rolling off of him. The longer Alex was at it, the more that the white half surged and moved, becoming just as greedy of the attention as he was desperate to pour it back out all for Alex. He wanted to give him something good to eat, to feel and experience by sinking himself into the moment.

As his white half reacted to the feeding, the black half reached across to rearrange his white's leg, pulling it across Alex's hip to end behind his black's back and intertwine them even further. His sucking and marking turned into light biting, licking, warm breaths while the hand on Alex's chest migrated further upward and began playing with his nipple. First a sharp pull, then careful and measured rubbing to soothe it back down. Any sort of contact he could get was being preciously hoarded, his own emotions bubbling up strong and possessive, dark and obviously enjoying having both of his most precious things right there with him where he could keep them for himself and no one else.