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: (✬only born inside my dreams)

[personal profile] sensationate 2015-01-29 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Of all the moves to make, that was precisely the worst route Alex could have taken if he wanted to be freed anytime soon. As soon as his emotions were teased, pulled out of him to sate Alex's appetite, Jordan began to growl low in his throat. This resistance wasn't helping, wasn't what he wanted for his precious claimed, wasn't what he was willing to give.

His eyes reversed in coloring as he settled into his power, icy blue pupils surrounded by rings of black, and he dimmed Alex's sense of touch. No more being able to gauge his own struggling, instead seeing colors and patterns for every lick along his shoulder, kiss to his pectorals, the tight grip on his hands and the rocking motion he began, all the places Alex couldn't stop Jordan from reaching. Sounds turned into tastes, Jordan keeping up his growls and rumbles and humming to give something to fill Alex's mouth and disorient him with the pure amount of loving attention and affection and possessive need pouring out of him like a broken dam.
Edited 2015-01-29 21:07 (UTC)