#para: jonathan

[i-love-paralives]

Playing Among Us together <3

[i-love-paralives]

JonMartin in the ground

[willthewize]

WHO: will & @byersphotography

WHAT: why don’t we talk anymore? i thought we were supposed to tell each other stuff

      Will seemed to be having a lot of heavy conversations lately. Life was always moving too fast, always so many new updates to catch up on by the next time he saw any given person—usually along the lines of Hey, what supernatural horrors have plagued you recently?—and he and Jonathan hadn’t had a proper discussion in weeks, since the hospital. It was hard enough to find time between their schedules when they’d lived in the same house and had a chance of running into each other in the kitchen once in a while, but now that Jonathan had his own apartment? Forget about it. It sucked, not being as close as they used to be growing up...Not that Will couldn’t have done better reaching out, himself, made more of an effort to visit his older brother.

     But right now, he wasn’t thinking of his own role in their lapse in contact, because there was something in particular that Jonathan had been neglecting to tell him, which put the ball of blame squarely in his court for right now. Will tried not to come right out of the gate with an accusatory When were you planning on telling me that we had a secret half-brother? But if his tone was a little pointed when he spoke, that was on him. “I talked to Cole. I...I know.” He paused, glancing at Jonathan, gauging his immediate reaction, before barrelling on, “I know you know. Why didn’t you tell me?”

[roseamelia2-blog]

FACE DOWN → JD/AMELIA.

TAGGED: Amelia Rose and JD Montgomery.

DATE/TIME: Thursday October 31st, late night.

LOCATION: Robert’s place/JD’s dorm room.

NOTES: Robert goes a little too far this time, and Amelia flees to JD -- even though she wasn’t sure if she should.

TRIGGERS: Physical abuse, violence, emotional abuse.

AMELIA ROSE

It all came in a flash. Amelia wasn’t exactly sure how it had happened, but all she knew is that it hurt. Fists flew at her face and she screamed and begged for it to stop but it just didn’t. It didn’t stop, for thirty long seconds of blows to her face and stomach. Near the end, she didn’t fight. She just took it. It hurt, of course, but she didn’t have energy in her anymore to fight. Everything with JD, and now this..? She just didn’t have the energy for any of it. Not at all. She spit up blood, already realizing her lip was swollen. Robert yelled at her and she barely listened, knowing what he was saying. She wasn’t worth it anymore. She stopped listening, and listened to white noise. Static. It wasn’t worth it. But what brought her out of all of it, was that he said she wasn’t worth his money anymore. 

“What?” Amelia gasped, choking on her own blood. She blinked, getting dizzy as she sat up too quickly. “Crap,” she mumbled, putting her face in her hands. Before she could rest, though, Robert smacked her hands away. “I told you, I’m done with you. I want someone that wants to be with me. I’m done with your and your pathetic little back story. Fuck you, you worthless piece of shit.”

Amelia could only think one thing at the moment: she was free. Oh my God, she was free. Thank God.

And thirty minutes later, Amelia was in front of JD’s door. She knew that Kalvin might’ve been there, but she didn’t care. She didn’t know why she was crying -- because she was relieved or because everything hurt. She pounded on his door, trying to contain her sobbing. Why did she want to go to him first? She wasn’t sure. He put his hands on her, and yet he still felt like her safe haven. “Jonathan, please. Open up.”

It was almost a surprise that no one was around. But Amelia was a little too thankful that they weren’t. She had a black eye, a cut on her cheek, her lip swollen and split -- and there was still blood. Did all of this matter if she was free, though? Maybe she did want someone to see her. She was sure she’d just smile. She knocked harder, not caring that it was almost midnight. “Jonathan.”

[submissive-alexduval]

This is really happening

Who: Alexander Duval & Jonathan Hummel When: Around 3am Friday Morning, December 27th 2013 Where: The Infirmary and Jonathan's Suite Notes: Written in chatzy

Jonathan had learnt a lot about the infirmary in the last minutes. Or hours? He didn't even know. Things he had learnt were that there was a clock somewhere, but he could only hear it, not see it from his place in the chair next to Alexs bed. Another thing was that the nurses really cared about the dominants in the infirmary. At least he had gotten two glasses of water already and a pack of tissues when he had a moment where he just had been crying. Now he was sitting here, staring at Alexs sleeping figure in the bed, hoping he would wake up soon. He knew Alex wouldn't be alright. But he hoped he could hold him, show him he wasn't going to be alone with this. The time in the infirmary so far had been spend with some paperwork and he had written Kurt, Eden, Ashleigh and Christopher so that he would come back to an empty suite with Alex later. Everything was organised and he hoped that when he would decide Alex was good enough to go back to the room, his brother and Alexs sister would be somewhere else - safe and okay. He sighed, taking a sip of his water and running a hand through his hair. He never thought he would sit here like this one day, waiting for his boy to wake up.

Alexander wasn't sure where he was at. All he knew was darkness. Darkness followed by a sudden wave of pain as he began to regain consciousness. The last thing he remembered was being pinned to the cold hard floor of the library. Held down and used in ways he didn't want to be used. His fists suddenly clenched, gripping the bedding of the infirmary bed as a broken pain-filled whimper escaped the submissive as he shifted on the bed. His eyes fluttered as he struggled to open them. He didn't want to be lost in the darkness anymore. He wanted it to go away. He wanted the darkness, the pain, he wanted it all to go away.

Jonathan leaned back on his chair, trying to get a little comfortable. He really didn't know how long he was here already. He had no clue. But he knew that it was too long. That Alex should wake up again soon. When he saw that Alex clenched his fists, he nearly jumped up and walked over to the bed, placing his hand over Alexs fist. "Alex?" He whispered and then the pain-filled whimper escaped him. A nurse came rushing over and got out an injection. "Pain medication." She said when Jon looked at her with big eyes. He just nodded and kept his hand over Alexs fist. "Alex, it's alright. You're safe. Just...just open your eyes." He looked at the pain filled face of his boy. "I am here." And he hoped that it would help.

Alexander could feel someone's presence next to him and he wanted to escape, run away from whoever it was next to him, but he couldn't bring his body to listen to him. Alex could hear a voice speaking to him. Wait a minute...he recognized that voice. It was Jon. "Jon." Alex murmured, his voice hoarse and barely audible as he spoke. He felt nothing but pain but focused on the sound of Jon's voice as forced himself to open his eyes; wincing a bit at the sudden brightness of the room surrounding him. "Jon." Alex repeated, this time more clearly as he released his hold on the blanket and grabbing Jon's hand instead; almost as if he was afraid the Dom would disappear if he let go.

Jonathan heard Alex murmuring his name. "I am here, Alex. I am here." He said, letting his hand stroke over Alexs fist, hoping it would relax him a little. The nurse gave Alex the injection and Jon knew soon Alex wouldn't feel that much pain anymore, which was a good thing in his opinion. When he saw Alexs eyes opening, he bit his lips. He really was awake. And then Alex grabbed his hand and Jon flinched for a second. He hadn't thought that this would happen. But he relaxed right away, squeezing his hand a little. "I am here." He repeated when he heard Alex saying his name again. One of his hands stroking over Alexs forehead, wiping some of his hair out of his eyes. "You're safe now. I am here."

Alexander let his head fall to the side so that he was able to focus on Jon, knowing without a doubt that it was actually him. Alex saw the nurse moving about but he didn't even flinch as the nurse injected him with the pain medication. He hurt to much everywhere else to even feel the prick from the needle. He focused on Jon, his presence, his voice, replaying the man's words in his head. 'I am here'. Jon was here. He'd always felt safe with Jon and just having him here made him feel safer, but he'd feel safer in their suite. "Jon." Alex murmured for the third time since he regained consciousness. He was pretty sure that was all he'd been saying when he spoke, Jon's name. "Want...want to go." Alex told him, finding it harder than he thought to actually speak. "Please." He didn't want to stay here though. He wanted to go to the suite, away from everyone. It'd been after curfew when he left. How much time had passed? How long had he been unconscious?

Jonathan looked at Alex and tried to smile, but that probably didn't look really serious. He couldn't look away, not when Alexs eyes locked with his. He nodded when Alex said his name again, stroking slowly over his cheek. He listened to him and when he told him he wanted to go his eyes looked up at the nurse for a moment. She shrugged and nodded then. He looked back at Alex when he said a small please. "Of course. We're going home. I just get some medicine for you so you won't be in too much pain and then we'll leave." He asked the nurse if she could give him pain medication for in the suite and the woman nodded, leaving to pack him some stuff. "I will carry you to the suite, okay?" He asked and stroke over Alexs head.

Alexander barely resisted the urge to flinch as Jon's hand touched his cheek. How could Jon want to touch him? Especially gently and after everything that had happened? He watched as the nurse went to work collecting the pain medication that Jon asked for. The injection she'd given him had made the pain slightly more bearable, but whenever he shifted, the pain flared up. Which meant he'd just have to not move around to much, but how would he take care of Jon if he didn't? "Okay." Alex murmured, slowly pulling his hand away from Jon's and using them to push himself up into a sitting position, whimpering softly in pain as his weight pressed into the bed. He forced himself to breathe deeply through the pain. If he took deep breathes, he'd be able to push the pain away. Or at least that was what he was hoping for.

Jonathan watched Alex pushing himself up into a sitting position and thought about how he could carry Alex to the suite without giving him too much pain. The pain medication the nurse had given him didn't seem to work yet or wasn't strong enough so he needed to be careful with him, even more careful than he already had to be. He wanted to kiss Alexs forehead, but didn't know if Alex wanted that, so he didn't do it. He just looked at his boy and tried to not tear up again. Alex was so broken but still the most beautiful guy Jon had ever seen. He loved him so much, no matter what. He just wanted to hold him close, but he knew Alex probably didn't want that as well. "Do you want some water?" Jon asked and looked at his boy.

Alexander could feel Jon's eyes on him and usually it wouldn't bother him, but right now it made him uneasy. He knew Jon wasn't going to hurt him but the feeling of someone's eyes on him...it made him feel unnerved. He let his eyes wander around, trying to find a clock. What time was it? He wanted to know how many hours had past. How long he'd possibly been unconscious. His brown eyes stopped on a clock, hanging on the wall of the infirmary. It was after three in the morning. Had he really been unconscious that long? He looked at Jon as he spoke, taking a moment to process what he said. Water. Jon had asked if he wanted water. "Please." The brunette said, only now realizing how dry his throat felt. He turned his attention back to the clock, positive that he'd misread it. No, it still said after three.

Jonathan followed Alexs eyes and saw the clock he had been hearing earlier. He bit his lips when he realized how late it was. He was sitting here for three hours already. Wow...this was crazy. "I'll get you some water." He said and walked around the bed to get a glass and some water for Alex. He didn't walk far, and could see him all the time, still he didn't like it and was calmer when he was right next to Alex again. "Do you want help with drinking?" He asked and held the glass of water in front of Alex. He would help him to drink it if he needed to help.

Alexander just nodded his head. He noticed Jon not wandering to far and as unnerving as it was for him, he knew it probably made Jon feel better. He shook his head as Jon asked if he wanted help with drinking. He didn't want the help, he could do this. He had to do this. He lifted his hand up and took the glass from Jon, tightening his hand just a bit to keep from letting it slip from his fingers. "Thank you." Alex said, bringing the cup to his mouth and taking a sip, feeling a bit better as the cool liquid soothed his parched throat. He took another and then held the glass back out to Jon, waiting until the Dom had taken it before scooting up on the bed a bit more and leaning back against the pillows. It didn't help all his injuries but it at least soothed the ache through his midsection. He looked down; almost expecting to be able to see what was wrong, but the material of his shirt blocked his view. Did he even want to see? He remembered them punching, kicking, even throwing him against the wall. He shook his head, pushing the memories as they flashed through his mind. No. It was done. It was over. He nearly jumped out of his skin as the nurse seemed to appear out of nowhere, handing Jon the pain medication he'd requested for him. Did that mean he could go now?

Jonathan watched Alex taking the glass and drinking himself and then looked at the nurse who was coming back to them. He took the pain medication she had packed for him and packed it in his pocket. She told him some rules for taking the pain medication and he nodded, making silent notes in his head about it. And then he looked at Alex again. "Lets get you back to our room." He said and thought about how he could pick him up. "Any idea how we make this comfortable for you?" He asked and slowly moved closer, placing one arm behind his head already. "I don't want to hurt you." He whispered.

Alexander stayed silent as the nurse ran the rules by Jon. He was surprised they'd given him pain medication. It probably had to do with the fact Jon had requested it. Claimed or not, he knew that he was still just a submissive. He nodded as Jon spoke, flinching just a bit as the man moved closer; he'd known that Jon would need to get close, but he'd still flinched. He had ideas on how to make this comfortable for him, none that were possible or that Jon would approve of. "Just do it." Alex told him, the pain medication had eased the physical pain for the most part, but the memories were almost worse. "I already hurt." Alex reminded him, as he slowly leaned his upper body back against Jon's arm. "Just do it."

Jonathan nodded when Alex told him to just do it. He slowly placed his other arm under his knees and then picked him up. "Lean against me." He whispered and started his walk back to the suite. He walked slowly, trying to keep the movement as less as possible. When he finally arrived in the suite he placed Alex on the bed and looked at him, biting his lips. "Can I do anything for you?" He asked quietly.

Alexander bit his lip as Jon hoisted him up into his arms; doing as the dominant said and leaning against him, resting his head against Jon's shoulder. The hallways were empty thankfully, curfew was still in place and no one was wandering around. Curfew. If he'd obeyed that, this wouldn't have happened. He knew it was to late to change now. He said nothing as Jon sat him on the bed, moving to get comfortable. He looked around when he realized that Ashleigh and Christopher were both gone. Jon must have found somewhere else for them to go. "No." Alex said as Jon asked if he could do. Right now, Alex just wanted to sleep. Maybe if he slept, he'd wake up and this whole thing would turn out to be just a nightmare.

Jonathan sighed and nodded when Alex told him that he could do nothing for him right now. "Okay. If you need anything, just let me know." He looked at Alex and then slowly sat down on his bedside. Not close to Alex so he wouldn't scare him. "I am right here if you need me. And if I am not here I will be somewhere in the suite, just shout for me if you need me." He wanted Alex to feel safe now. To know that nothing was going to happen now. That he could get better without any people forcing him to do it and such. "I love you." He whispered, not sure if Alex could hear it, but he just had to say it.

Alexander just nodded as Jon spoke, watching him as the male sat down on the bed. Part of him wanted to curl up in Jon's arms; seek out the comfort he knew Jon would give him. But how could he let Jon touch him after someone else had used him? He wouldn't...he couldn't. He felt his eyes burn with unshed tears as Jon said that he loved him. He believed him when he said he did. He knew Jon loved him, and that's what made this all that much worse. Jon taking care of him like this was proof that Jon still loved him. Alex wanted to say he loved Jon too. He did love Jon. The man next to him was one of the few things that kept him grounded, even now in the middle of all this. "I..." Alex started, he wanted to say it. He knew that he did. He just couldn't seem to make his voice work like he wanted. He swallowed, repeating the words in his head, urging his voice to say them. "I love you too."

Jonathan laid down on his side so he could see Alex. But he didn't stare at him, not wanting to make him feel watched. He thought about getting a book to read but knew he couldn't concentrate on that, but he got out his phone. When Alex said something he placed it on the bed next to him and looked at Alex. When Alex told him, he loved him, Jon took a deep breath and really had to fight against the tears in his eyes. "I am here, okay? If you need me I am right here." He said and wiped his eyes. At least his boy still loved him. Everything else wouldn't matter in the future, right? They had gone to some stuff already and they would overcome this as well. It would be alright. Jon had hope.

[submissive-alexduval]

Drive Myself Crazy || Jolex

Tagging: Jonathan Hummel and Alexander Duval Location: Jonathan's Suite Time: Thursday after class General Notes: Written in chatzy

Jonathan was excited to see Alex soon again and at the same time he was a little scared of it. He knew Alex had had trouble with Garrett the night before thanks to him and he was scared that Alex was hurt. Even if he didn't think Garrett would actually hurt him, but he knew that they had sex after that and that Alex had been limping the last time he had met Garrett...Jon swallowed. He just wanted Alex back in his arm and not going to let him leave again. But there was still that little problem with the not official and stuff...Jon sat down in the kitchen with a cup of tea and tried to calm himself down. Alex would be his one day, he was sure of that. He just wasn't sure when. But he would do his best to make their...relationship...g​row until then. He had seen Alex answers earlier and knew he wasn't in love or falling for him right now, so it would be better for Jon to wait with the claim and everything. If Alex would fall for someone else he didn't want to be the one who stopped that with a claim. So he needed to be patient which wasn't his strong trait. When he looked at the clock he knew that Alex would be there soon. So he finished his tea, placed the cup in the sink and waited at the door for him, knowing that as soon as Alex would be in this room he couldn't hold back and wait for checking on his marks. The little possessive side of him was waiting for this the whole day already. So first thing to do was remarking and then they could have dinner and relax a little.

Alexander had stopped at his dorm after class, long enough to get his things for the next few days and headed toward Jonathan's suite. He was walking slow enough to keep his limping to a minimum. He was definitely still feeling Garrett and he really hoped Jon wasn't looking to do anything sexual tonight. Alex knew he'd let it happen if Jon started something but really he just wanted to cuddle and then sleep. He bit his lip as he replayed last night in his head, what had he been thinking at getting so busy with Jonathan when he was in Garrett's suite? It wasn't even the fact Garrett had ended up being rough afterwards, possibly his way of reminding Alex who he was with exactly. The submissive tugged at his bottom lip, he'd known better and he still let his feelings toward Jon distract him from what he was supposed to be doing; serving Garrett. Jonathan wasn't his Dom, he was unclaimed. Which meant he was to serve whatever Dom he was with. Garrett's words flashed through his mind and he chewed at his bottom lip, he'd have to remember to tell his friends he'd be unable to speak to them whenever he was with the man. He'd been lucky he hadn't been punished for his actions and Alex was not about to press his luck again. Garrett had said the next time it'd be on him and him alone. Alex pushed the thoughts of last night away. He was still ashamed of himself for how he acted but there was nothing he could do to change it now. He'd just have to be more careful so he didn't make the same mistake twice. Alex looked at the door to Jon's suite for a moment before he reached up to knock on the door.

Jonathan flinched when he heard the knock on the door even though he had been waiting for exactly that moment. He opened the door and smiled at Alex, stepping aside to let him in. As soon as the door was closed behind Alex, Jon pulled him close and kissed him. "Hi." he whispered when they needed to breath and smiled at him. "Can you...can you go and undress for me? I just want to check my marks and see if everything is alright." This time he didn't want to throw him on the bed and everything - he knew he was limping again and he didn't want to hurt him even more. "I can carry you over, if you want me to." He added and leaned their foreheads together. It was good that Alex was finally here. He had missed him and Wednesday hadn't been easy for Jon. He really needed to work on that because right now it looked like he would have to suffer through evenings like that a lot in the future.

Alexander let his bag drop with a soft thud on the floor as he slid his arms around Jon and instantly melted into the man's arms. "Hi." He murmured softly, allowing a small, tiny there smile to appear on his face. At Jon's request, he glanced away; he knew what Jon was going to find. Garrett had deepened Jon's marks and then added a few of his own down Alex's torso; including the imprints around his waist from when they fucked or more accurately Alex had been fucked. "Yes sir." Alex said, finally allowing a response to fall from his lips. "I can walk." He told him gently, denying the offer to be carried. He'd survived walking all day and sitting in his classes so he knew he could make it to the bedroom on his own. He reached down and grabbed his bag from where he dropped it and headed toward the bedroom, remembering the last time they had done this. Thankfully Jon had decided not to be dominating in the process this time. He wouldn't have argued but he certainly appreciated it. He sat the bag down against one of the walls in the bedroom and then began stripping off his clothes, folding them and setting them neatly on the dresser.

Jonathan nodded when Alex told him he could walk and watched him walking down to the bedroom. He took a moment to take a deep breath and let his thoughts drift away. He wasn't sure what he was going to find on Alex's body, but he was prepared for the worst in his head. When he followed Alex into the bedroom Alex was already naked. He walked over to him and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind. "Come on, lets make you mine again." He kissed Alex neck and slowly walked to the bed with him. He tied him up at the bed and as soon as the cuffs where closed he allowed himself to look at Alex's body. He started with his face, kissing it a little but not leaving marks - that would have been a little too much. Then his neck was his and Jon swallowed when he saw that all of his marks were covered in new ones. He decided to ignore it though...but then he traveled down some more and there were new marks, marks that weren't his...marks that haven't been on Alex's body when he left Jons room on Wednesday morning. His possessive side got angry. He really wanted to slap Garrett for marking what was his. But then he remembered...no, Alex wasn't his. He stopped kissing Alex's body and swallowed. Alex wasn't his and maybe he would never be. Maybe Alex was just here because he had been asked to be here as well and he had said that he wasn't falling for someone right now...so maybe he never would. The thoughts made Jon anxious and he got up, taking deep breaths, but not really able to look at Alex. He had to leave the room, get his thoughts back...so with tears in his eyes he left the bedroom and walked into the living room. Jon sank down on the couch and just started to cry...it was too much.

Alexander felt Jon's arms go around him and he closed his eyes for a moment; just enjoying the feeling of having the man's arms around him. He gave a small nod at Jon's words. He settled down on the bed and silently watched as Jon cuffed him just like last time. Alex hummed softly as Jon kissed his face. He knew no marks would be left but the feeling of Jon's lips on his skin were enough to push any thoughts of Garrett out of his mind; for now at least. He relaxed further against the bed as Jon kissed down his body; looking down at him when he suddenly stopped. Alex hadn't done anything had he? He was stunned as he watched Jon suddenly get up off him. "Jon what-" He started but his words were lost as he watched Jon leave the room without a word; leaving him cuffed to the bed. He couldn't help the feeling of rejection that went through him when he realized Jon wasn't returning. He couldn't believe Jon had just walked away like that or how much it hurt to have him do it. Alex had never expected Jon to just get up and walk away like that, he tugged at the cuffs but like he knew they held him firm. He wasn't going to get free unless Jon decided to free him.

Jonathan sat on the couch, face hid behind his knees and crying. For once in his life he was falling for someone and he was so freaking scared that someone else would come and take Alex from him. Right now everyone could come and claim him. And when he had seen his marks covered with new ones, all of his marks, he realized that it could happen - that someone else could come and take away Alex. For a moment he just cried and tried to get all his feelings out and then he realized that he had just left Alex tied up to the bed without saying a word. He got up and slowly made his way to the bedroom again. He was ashamed of his behaviour. Tears were streaming down his face when he came back into the bedroom and he was too ashamed to look up at Alex.

Alexander had turned his head so that he was facing the wall and no longer facing the door. Even when he heard footsteps, signaling that Jonathan had returned to the room, he didn't turn his head back to look at him. "I'm sorry, Sir." Alex said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper as he spoke. He didn't even realize the title had slipped out instead of Jon's name, it'd been automatic. "I-I didn't mean to disappoint you." Alex told him, biting his bottom lip for a moment as he forced himself to keep his voice steady. Jon hadn't done anything to him so he had no reason to get upset over anything.

Jonathan realized that Alex had no clue what had been in his head when he left. He slowly walked over to the bed, opening the cuffs as soon as he was there and sinking into his bed. He pulled Alex close, crying into his shoulder but trying to calm down. "You didn't disappoint me." He said, the 'sir' still replaying in his head and mocking him. "You didn't."

Alexander let his hands drop to the bed once the cuffs were open and his wrists were free. He'd been expecting Jon to do a lot of things to him whenever he returned, but pulling him close and crying into his shoulder had not been one of them. Alex's fingers found their way to Jon's hair as soon as the Dom's head touched his shoulder, playing with the hair at the base of Jon's neck. The movement had been automatic and he wasn't even aware he was doing it. "I was the only one here." Alex reminded him before he bit his lip harshly. He was going to argue with Jon now? Was he capable of doing anything right these days? "Now I'm arguing with you." Alex murmured softly, not speaking to Jon exactly. He was thinking out loud more than anything.

Jonathan calmed down a little when he felt Alex's fingers playing with the hair at his neck. Alex told him that he had been the only one here and Jon looked up at him, slowly moving up so that their foreheads were touching and looking into his eyes. He tried to stop his tears, but that wasn't that easy, so now he concentrated on Alex. "You are allowed to argue with me, you know?" He whispered and then took a deep breath. "You really did nothing wrong. It's my thoughts that made me leave. I...I just realized that every other dom can come and take you away from me. Mark you as his or hers. I mean...look at your body. It's full of marks that aren't mine and..." He swallowed. "I don't want you to be the sub of someone else."

Alexander was silent as Jon moved so that their foreheads were touching. He reached up and gently brushed a tear from Jon's cheek. He stared at him as he spoke, telling him he was allowed to argue with him. Alex did know that, he really did but right now arguing was the last thing he wanted to do. He listened as Jon told him again he hadn't done anything wrong. That it was his own thoughts that had made him leave. Alex glanced down at his torso; knowing those marks didn't belong to Jon. "I don't like having someone else's marks on me." Alex told him as he looked back up, he really didn't. "I also don't want to be the sub of someone else, but I'm a submissive and I'm unclaimed. So that means I am to obey any Dom or risk being punished." Alex reminded him, even though both probably remembered that. "If I had my way, I'd submit to one dom and one dom only."

Jonathan swallowed when Alex brushed away a tear from his cheek. It was something so simple, but it made Jon happier. It gave him the feeling that maybe Alex was falling for him even if he didn't realize that, yet. Moments like this were the reason why Jon would never give up fighting for Alex. When Alex told him that he didn't like marks from others on his body as well, Jon sighed. "I wish I could change it, but I don't want to bruise you up even more." He said and swallowed. "We should wait until these one faint a little and then I can give you back my marks...or just one so you don't look like a battlefield again." He brushed over Alex's chest, knowing that his crazy marking was the reason why Alex looked like a battlefield now. "I know that you have to obey any Dom or that you'll get problems." And he knew that he could change that problem...Jon bit his lips. He looked at Alex and when he told him that he would only submit to one dom if he could have his ways, he grew insecure again. "One dom only?" He asked.

Alexander glanced down at his torso again when Jon said he didn't want to bruise him up anymore. As much as he didn't like having Garrett's marks on him, he really wasn't sure he wanted more added on right now; even if they were to come from Jon. "You can make as many as you want, whenever you want." He told him; watching as Jon brushed over his chest. He didn't regret being marked by Jon, the exact opposite actually. He looked back up at Jon, noting the insecure look in Jon's eyes as he spoke. Did Jon really think Alex meant someone else? That Alex actually wanted someone other than him? "Yes one Dom only. Unless you've stopped being possessive and plan to share me with the other Doms."

Jonathan smiled for a second when Alex told him he could make as many marks as he wanted whenever he wanted. "Let's wait how they look on Sunday. We can talk about leaving new marks then." Jon let his finger trail over the marks and decided that he would kiss them better later. Not right now, but later. He looked into Alex's eyes and when he told him that he only wanted one Dom unless he wanted to share, Jon blushed a little. "I don't plan on sharing." He said honestly. Jon never planned on sharing Alex. He just couldn't stop the others on days where he didn't have time for Alex...he could make time for him and just hide him in his room, but he didn't want to do that to Alex. What if the Dom he could fall for was out there and thanks to Jon sheltering him he wouldn't get to meet that guy? Or girl? Jon pulled Alex a little closer at that thought. He hoped Alex could fall for him, he really did. "I am sorry for not telling you what was on my mind when I left you here."

Alexander nodded his head, he could wait until Sunday. He smiled softly as Jon told him he didn't plan on sharing, he was glad to hear that. If Jon decided he wanted to do something like that, Alex would obey in order to please him but it was not something Alex was sure he wanted to actually try out. "Good, I don't really want you too." Alex told him, allowing himself to be pulled closer, tucking his head underneath Jon's chin. He tugged at his bottom lip as Jon brought up a little bit ago. He wasn't angry at Jon, far from it. "It's okay." Alex told him, hesitant on telling Jon exactly what had been on his mind. Maybe he should...but he didn't want Jon to feel guilty. At the same time though, Alex didn't want to lie or hide things from him either. "Just...don't do it again." The submissive murmured, hiding his face in Jon's chest; his voice partially muffled as he spoke. He didn't even care that he'd technically just gave Jon an order, the feelings that came with Jon walking away like that, were still in the back of his head and he did not like them.

Jonathan was glad that he was finally calmed down again and smiled at Alex when he said he really didn't want him to share. He held him close, trying to relax and make Alex feel safe. When he said it was okay, Jon sighed. It was far from okay. But he wouldn't argue with Alex about this now. And then Alex said 'Don't do it again'. Jon moved Alex's chin up with his fingers and looked into his eyes. "I will try my best to not leave you like that again, I promise." He hoped Alex would believe him - he meant every word. "What do you need now?" He asked.

Alexander hummed softly in approval as Jon held him close, he felt so much more at ease when he was wrapped in Jonathan's arms like this. He looked up at Jon as the other made him look up; meeting his gaze. He nodded his head as the other said he'd try his best. That was all Alex needed to hear. When the question of what he needed was asked, he just pressed himself right against Jon again; pressing his face into the man's chest again. "Your arms around me." The submissive answered, his voice muffled by Jon's shirt.

Jonathan grinned when Alex pressed his face into his chest. When he told him he needed his arms around him, Jon held him close. "I can do that." He said and slowly moved that Alex was lying on his back and he was lying a little above him - not his full body, but at least one half. He watched Alex closely, knowing that he would tell him if he was uncomfortable.

Alexander gave a small whine of dislike as Jon insisted on moving them about; he wanted to be held not moved around. Once he was sure Jon was settled and not going to move on him again, the submissive curled up next to him, a small smile appearing on his face. He was very much content in his current spot, he didn't even care that Jon was still fully dressed while he was fully undressed. It added some sort of line between which of them was the dom and which was the sub and part of Alex liked having that noticeable difference between their positions.

Jonathan just enjoyed being close to Alex. He closed his eyes and listened to Alex breathing. It was calming him down. Knowing that Alex wasn't going to leave now was another calming thing and he was excited to spend the next days with him. One of Jons hand slowly stroke over his neck. One day there would be his collar. He smiled softly at that thought and relaxed. But before he could drift off he pulled a blanket over both of them, not wanting Alex to freeze.

Alexander focused on the warm of the body next to him, the feeling of being in Jon's arms and the gentle stroking along his neck. When Jon moved a bit to pull a blanket over them, Alex's eyes fluttered only a bit since his body had decided it was ready for a nap. His breathing fully evened out and he relaxed against Jon; unknowingly holding onto the front of Jon's shirt to prevent the other from hopefully wandering to far without him knowing it.