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 more like it. The black half hummed in amusement, turning to nuzzle at Alex's hair when he made to rest against him. Now that Alex was no longer trying to push him around, he reached for the bottle of lube and pressed it against his white half's arm to draw his attention. It took a moment of prodding for how well they were wrapping up in each other, but eventually the white Jordan responded by moving his hand from Alex's side to take the bottle, temporarily remove the hand on Alex's dick, then squirted some out to start spreading across his length. They were going to move this forward now, push and push and push until Alex had nothing left but Jordan.

Working still on getting him hard enough, the white Jordan shifted his oral attention to lavishing attention all over Alex's neck. His adam's apple was a particularly good spot to work around and he focused on teasing, enticing and adding every little bit that he could. His black half was more measured but no less infuriating for not even slowing his pace during all of the movement. "Precious," the black murmured fondly. "Precious, we pixies don't know the meaning of playing clean."