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]

That was clear enough. They didn't need to be able to read the emotions to understand what Alex was getting at, and both black and white moved as one. White pulled away long enough to tug at Alex's boxers, sliding them down and under himself until Alex could kick them away if he wished, then stripped his own sleep pants away before he settled once again and pressed them together with inspired fervor. The hand that had been on Alex's thigh moved to his cock, teasing light touches full of promise if Alex came to meet him. With his fingers freed, the white Jordan moved to hold the side of Alex's face, thumb still teasing at the edges of his lips and silently offering for him to keep going. Alex was getting the most out of this, but Jordan always enjoyed being part of it as well. It was definitely to their mutual benefit.

While the white half moved around and resettled them, the black was pushing them both away just enough to lift his own hips and shuck his pants away before taking Alex's hands and putting them toward the white half. "Pay attention," he rumbled. "Don't you want him?" His hands shifted back down to Alex's hips to keep him still while he began rocking with a greater intensity. He wasn't getting off on this like his other half, instead using the control to move it exactly where he wants: both of his precious ones being brought to the very edge where he could watch and drink in their satisfaction to fuel his own. That was what he wanted.