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]

Moaning incoherently, the white half had to pull himself together to answer. Having Alex nibbling at his emotions right then was only magnifying the tizzy being drawn out. A slow shudder rolled down his spine and he his free hand moved to Alex's side to hold tight, dig in and keep himself grounded. He almost couldn't decide for the options presented, and then there was the challenge being issued to his black half. They were turning it into a game and he wanted part of it, too. Jordan loved games, and he especially loved the ones where winner took all. "Fuck me," he said, turning his head just enough to capture Alex's mouth and start a kiss showing only a fraction of what he wanted done to him in return.

That was cute. Alex thought he could resist, and the black half of Jordan rumbled in quiet laughter. "I don't need you to bend at all," he said, already setting the lube aside now that he had slicked his fingers in the space where Alex couldn't stop talking. His white half seemed to have the same intolerance of Alex's verbosity and was taking care of it handily, which left the black half more than enough time to work. He wrapped his arm around Alex's chest through the space his white half was allowing him, holding him close and still while he pressed two fingers into the puckered entrance.