selfperpetuate: (▲ I watch myself)
Alex Daniels | ʞ̶ɹ̶ɐ̶l̶Ͻ̶ ̶u̶ɐ̶ɥ̶ʇ̶ɐ̶u̶ɥ̶o̶ſ̶ ([personal profile] selfperpetuate) wrote in [community profile] diversified2015-01-27 04:21 am

and I'm having double trouble [ closed ]

WHO Alex Daniels ([personal profile] selfperpetuate) and Jordan Leslie ([personal profile] 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?"
sensationate: (✬we've been here forever)

[personal profile] sensationate 2015-01-29 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Jordan knew how tough Alex could be. He usually deferred to that and let Alex have reign of physical control while letting Jordan care for his heart, but right now the black part of Jordan needed both. Everything. He needed all of Alex to be his unconditionally whether he was willing to give it or not, a true show of what he already knew to be right. Nobody could force a willful pixie to give up the ghost.

When Alex pushed back, Jordan shifted his legs and took the fall, twisting to put Alex beneath him and pin his hands up by his head. He lifted his legs to lock his knees around Alex's hips, leaned down to press their foreheads together. "My place is right here," he said, tauntingly before he bent down and began kissing along Alex's neck to finish what he had started along his back half.