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Link to my land at Archive Of Our Own:

My stories at AO3


Link to my WIP Faculty fic novel:

High Contrast


My stories range all over the map ratings-wise, so be sure you're reading something you want to read. :)

Fandoms include The Lord of the Rings, The Faculty, Star Trek (TOS and AOS), and Penny Dreadful.


Enjoy!
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (Default)
From a prompt list.



Beginnings

The Pacific was so vast and deep and cold, it seemed like the world had fallen away into a watery darkness. Like the end of everything. But the sound slowly worked its way into Casey's skin, soft caressing sighs, over and over. The little cottage was a cocoon, and Aunt Jess had wrapped him first in a quilt, and then in her arms, and had let him cry it out, until he was quiet and calm. The sunlight was bright on the hillside, and Casey looked out over the blue, wondering how something that endless could ever have a beginning.


Middles

This is Zeke's favorite part. Getting off is great, an orgasm's always welcome, but this is what he fucking loves. The fast, hard movement, muscles working, his whole fucking body involved, every part of him obsessively caught in that slamming rhythm. He's not the best at initiating and he isn't much of a hugger, but this he can do – dive into flesh and keep going, feverish and amazed, tight grip and sweat and sound escaping his lips. This he can give, because he can't help giving it, and trust is far behind him, and fear is nowhere to be found.


Ends

It's fucking nasty. Casey finds the damn things everywhere - in the gravel of the driveway, on the floor of the boathouse, floating in the toilet, rubbed into the bedroom carpet. He even found one in the fucking pillowcase once. Shriveled little corpses, exuding the sour-sharp smell of pleasure ended, always sudden, that little stench. They reminded him of desiccated worms, discarded carapaces, corpses. Zeke just laughs at his jitters and pulls another one out of the pack, and then there's the taste of Zeke's mouth, dark and knifelike with that smoky tang.

Those butts are still nasty, though.


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serai: Casey Connor (Casey)
My first post at DW! Hello!

This is for [personal profile] addie71, on the occasion of her birthday. (The title is a prompt from a drabble box, and will probably change eventually.)



Tease


Casey kept his gaze down as his feet crunched through the light snow, his breath puffing crystalline, and smiled to himself at the sound of Mother's engine as the GTO roared off into the night. The taste of Zeke's mouth, with that dusty tobacco tang, was still on his, and he'd almost reached the back gate when he looked up and stopped with a painful start - Claire Stanton leaned against the jamb of the back fence gate, smoking a cigarette. A wicked smile curled her lips as she looked past him at the receding taillights, and then down at his flushed face. She'd always reminded him of Shelley Winters, especially in that Lolita movie. Maybe that was the reason he'd never trusted her - she had an air of knowing everyone's secrets that put him on edge.

And with that knowing look, she pushed away from the gate and leaned her face towards his. Feeling a thread of panic, Casey almost pulled back, but Claire only sniffed lightly at his hair and neck, then straightened up, looking like a cat with a canary under its paw.

"Casey," she purred, shaking her head. Then she took a long drag off her cigarette and leaning in again, blew the smoke in a thin stream over the front of his shirt and up over his hair. Straightening up, her smile was softer.

"Lucky for you I decided I needed a smoke," she said. She took his chin lightly in her hand, and Casey had to clamp down to keep from trembling. She moved her thumb gently near his lips. "So," she said, and a dark grey roar filled his head at her next question, "is he a good kisser?"

Oh god, oh fuck me, his brain stammered and stuck there, fear chittering like an insect behind his eyes. He managed to stay still, he didn't know how but he did. He could feel his skin burning, but the air was biting cold so maybe that wasn't so suspicious. More it was that look in her eye, like she knew exactly what was going on. Goddammit, Connor, he thought desperately, you had one job to do.

He opened his mouth, not knowing what he could say. Not like this, he thinks, terrified at the humiliation of being exposed by his mother's friend ten feet from the kitchen door. But Claire gave a little laugh, let go of his chin, and instead stroked his hair from his forehead with her fingertips.

"My brother fell in love when he was seventeen," she whispered. "He had to leave town because of it. I haven't seen him in twenty years." She smiled sadly and touched the tip of his nose. "Your secret's safe with me, Casey."

Rigid from the effort of keeping calm, he let out a long breath and closed his eyes. "Thank you," he murmured, opening his eyes, and suddenly he was sorry he ever mistrusted this woman, with her candy-hard shell that turned out to hide a butter-soft heart. Just like Shelley Winters. "Claire, I -" he began, but she shook her head and shushed him.

"I just hope he treats you right," she said. "Go on inside now." Casey ducked his head and walked into the yard, headed for the back door, "and Casey?" he stopped.

A huff as she blew smoke out. "You let me know if he doesn't." Casey held his breath, thrown off for a moment by the feel of someone he hardly even knew having his back. After a moment, he nodded, and went inside.






Chapter 43 of High Contrast

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serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
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Merry Christmas, everyone!

This is for [livejournal.com profile] aliensouldream, who requested Christmas fics. Didn't think I'd make it, but I did!

Prompt: It came without ribbons! It came without tags! It came without packages, boxes or bags!


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Unexpected


The glass of his bedroom window is frosty, and it bites Casey's skin where he leans his forehead. It's supposed to snow again tomorrow. Claire Stanton's cackle comes echoing up the hallway stairs outside his room, and Casey closes his eyes. Man, he hates that woman. Why do his parents keep inviting her every year? He closes his eyes, wishing... )


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Chapter 42 of High Contrast

Saddle

Wednesday, December 21st, 2016 11:15 pm
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
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For [livejournal.com profile] gabi_fics, on the occasion of her birthday.


Saddle


With a grin, Zeke reaches out to his boy. "Need a hand?"

Casey snorts. "I think I've got it." Setting his grip, he pulls himself up and over.

"Whoa," Zeke laughs, grabbing Casey's wrist as he nearly overbalances. "Watch out."

A soft laugh. "Kinda frisky," Casey murmurs.

"Stallions are like that," Zeke answers, and licks his lips.

"Yeah?" Casey says. He leans down, pressing with his knees to keep in place, feeling strong hot muscles twitching beneath them, and kisses Zeke. "Never ridden another one, you know."

"I better not hear otherwise," Zeke answers softly. "Okay, come on." Casey straightens up. "Got your balance?" Casey nods. Looking up at him, Zeke feels the urge to sigh. "You are so fucking sexy right now," he almost groans.

"If I am, it's 'cause of you," Casey tells him, his eyes intent and eager.

"Babe," Zeke whispers, and then slaps him on the thigh. "Come on, let's see what you've got."

In response he gets a wicked grin as Casey leans forward and, grabbing a fistful of mane, bears down and slams into the saddle. Zeke throws his head back, bucking up into the air at the sense of tight, gripping heat, and with a shudder and a cry, they take off.


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serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
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Yay! It's past midnight on Devil's Night, so that makes it officially Halloween!





Here's my entry for this year's Trick or Treat Challenge. A comment on [livejournal.com profile] fffc by [livejournal.com profile] prisca1960 sparked the resurgence of an idea I had months ago. Here's the result...





Daguerrotype
by Serai



Zeke doesn't look at the photograph very often, but sometimes he does. He sits on the floor in the corner of the living room, by the low shelf that holds family relics, and pulls it out of the photo album where it stays tucked away between wedding portraits. He doesn't know who first left it there, but its outlines have sunk into the smiling blandness of grandparents in white lace and tuxedo black, the ancient paper thick and hardened by time, age seeping onto the adjacent pictures in soft smudges of brown... )

She

Saturday, August 20th, 2016 03:46 pm
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (VincentReading)
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Here's a little crackfic I wrote on a comment board a few days ago. Alien Resurrection is the source.

Heehee!


She


You think she's not interested, her eyes are so cold. But then she approaches you slowly, her tall, lithe frame exuding power. Her head extends just a little towards you, her nostrils flare, and her eyes sharpen like a hawk's. The skin of her muscled arms shivers lightly, as if something were moving just underneath it. "Well now," Ripley murmurs in her low, amused voice, "what have we here?"

You think she's not interested, but then she leans in close, her face at your neck, smelling you with an intensity that makes you think perhaps this wasn't such a good idea. The scent of her skin is hot and animal, but not really animal. Something else, something weird and thick and wrong, and it arcs down your spine all the way to your groin. Ripley sees it in your eyes and grins, her beautiful white teeth parting to let the silver ones emerge.

That's when you start screaming...

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August - C/Z, NC-17

Tuesday, July 19th, 2016 02:59 pm
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
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August
by Serai



In the darkest hour of the night, Zeke wakes with a start from a dream where he was standing at the mouth of a dark tunnel, unwilling to enter but knowing it would swallow him whether he did or not. Now he blinks into the darkness, disoriented, but his racing heart calms when he feels the warm body in his arms. The smell of the bed, bitter from their repeated bouts of fucking, makes him smile - until he remembers... )





Chapter 40 of High Contrast
Chapter 41
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serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
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For [livejournal.com profile] mews1945, on her birthday. I hope you're having a lovely day, sweetie. Feel better!


NOTE: This is NOT the end of the story. Really. Keep that in mind.

That said, enjoy!





Miracles
by Serai


Outside the penthouse windows, the blizzard still rages. Nine hours it's been, and the weather reports all say it'll be going for another three days at least. From this high up, Lake Shore Drive is invisible, but the orange glow of the streetlamps far below echoes up through the storm, turning it into a gently flickering, flashing blanket of gold that renders Lake Michigan invisible, just a barely sensed expanse of emptiness beyond the chaos. Zeke sits against the headboard of his bed, watching the wild movements of wind and snow, and for the first time in ten years, he wishes he had a cigarette... )





Chapter 39 of High Contrast
Chapter 40
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Distractions

Monday, July 18th, 2016 12:19 pm
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (Elektra)
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I visited a fic request post [livejournal.com profile] lijahlover pimped. I was only moved to answer one request, as the ones there were all on things I have no knowledge of whatsoever. But I used to read a couple of comics when I was a kid, and Elektra joined my pantheon when I read Elektra: Assassin in the 80's. (Yeah, Frank Miller was actually worth reading once upon a time.) So I tried this, my one and only foray into comics fanfic - Matt/Elektra. Enjoy!





Distractions


From the fire escape above, she drops soundlessly onto the ground behind him. His overcoat is drawn up around his ears as he cups his hands around the match, its light illuminating the palm of his hand and his profile as she circles slowly, silently. The sound of the flame touching the cigarette, tobacco catching, is thunder next to her silence, but still -

"Again," he says, and takes a pull of his smoke, then exhales with a note of boredom. "And this time, watch where you place your hand." She looks down at her palm and sees a tiny smear of rust between thumb and forefinger. "You're getting sloppy. Half a second more, and -" The blade is at his throat just as his throat is no longer there, and she's slammed to the pavement, arm twisted behind her back.

One second, two, and the pair of them are suddenly a twisting snake, muscles tight, loose, tight, warring in and out. She kicks in and shoves out, the blade clatters and then she's slamming her fist downward towards his face, stops a centimeter short. In the pause, his eyebrow lifts. "Well? You gonna bash my head in or are we going to work?"

As it turned out, they did neither.

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Saturday - C/Z, R

Thursday, May 26th, 2016 10:39 pm
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Yay, got it done!

So, this is for [livejournal.com profile] addie71, on the occasion of her birthday. I hope it was a lovely day, sweetheart!



Saturday
by Serai


Saturday has been Zeke's processing day since he first started cooking and selling scat. He spends a few hours in the boathouse, usually in the afternoon, emptying the end receptacle of his rig, grinding the contents to a fine powder, and then packaging it using the big boxes of cheap Bics he picks up at the Walmart on 8th Street. When that's done and he has his weekly inventory ready, he spends some time cleaning the rig piece by piece, unplugging or unscrewing each component and washing it with care. The whole thing has to be spotless for the next batch, because Zeke doesn't hold with impurities in his product. Sure, it's a shit excuse for a drug, but it's well-made shit, and that's what his customers expect. Not that they'd know the difference, but he has his pride.

He's gotten a late start today, though, and he's still finishing up lunch when the doorbell rings... )





Chapter 37 of High Contrast
Chapter 38
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Snake - C/Z, R

Saturday, May 14th, 2016 10:14 pm
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No, this isn't the one I was talking about the other day. That one's still cooking.

Warning: this one gets into a dark place. So be prepared.






Snake


Casey stands at the kitchen window, looking out into the night. The moonlight washes the branches of the oak at the boathouse's door, flickering in the leaves. It pours through the glass, lighting the pale tiles. The moon's face looks down at him, with that expression that he's always wished was gentle concern, as if there were someone watching over him. He knows it's not so, but he wishes it were... )






Chapter 36 of High Contrast
Chapter 37

Dawn - C/Z, R

Wednesday, April 20th, 2016 08:11 am
serai: Casey Connor (Casey)
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Off [livejournal.com profile] naemi's prompt: morning sex. Thanks, girl!





Dawn

He arches his back and moans, the sizzling rush of water pounding his skin, hands gripping his hips, holding him steady as the sweet, rich madness of orgasm barrels down on him. Words echo in his ears (love you, love you so much) and he cries out, wet soft lips warm mouth sucking him, pushing him up, up into the light, endless light, brilliant pulsing in time with his slamming heartbeat and and and...

Even as it fades, Casey reaches out for it, trying desperately to catch hold, drag it back, stay in that light forever, but it's gone, gone...gone, leaving him gasping and cold in the rising dawn, the sound of the California surf sighing softly through the window, and his arms tremble as they close around the space where once a lover lay warm in his arms.





Chapter 35 of High Contrast
Chapter 36
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serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
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Buckeye

Jim lies in his bunk, hands behind his head, listening to his cellmate jerk off in the dark. The kid keeps his movements slow and his breath tightly controlled, but there's nothing wrong with Jim's hearing, and the final, choked whisper (casey), a rare nugget of information, makes him smile. He adds "heartbroken" to the list after "smart" and "ruthless", decides it's a promising mix for a con man, and makes up his mind to offer Zeke a job.


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Midnight - C/Z

Wednesday, March 2nd, 2016 08:19 pm
serai: (Zeke)
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I asked for a prompt to get the taste of angst out of my mouth. [livejournal.com profile] danae_b thought "taste" would be a good prompt. I thought so too.

*sigh*






Midnight


Zeke stands with his head pressed against the kitchen cabinet, looking down at the glass of water on the counter, the glass of water he can't drink. He rubs his eyes. How many times has he stood here, like this - up against the counter, looking down? His throat closes. Right now the moonlight is shining through the glass, making a faint shadow on the grey tile. Ripples mar the surface as first one droplet hits, then another.

He's tired of this. He wants to sleep straight through the night. He wants to go out to the lake. He wants to look at things in the moonlight. He wants to be what he once was. At least that was known, he understood its contours. He knew the map, but now the terrain has changed. Hours and days and weeks pile up before him, and the color is bled out of his life the way the moon has bled it out of his kitchen.

He wants his mind back. He wants his body back. He wants himself back.

He thinks about making scat. He thinks about the gun. He thinks about Casey's skin, and how his mouth tasted of water, and he's only just now realized it.





Chapter 34 of High Contrast
Chapter 35
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serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CZLove)
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I'll be in and out tomorrow, so I'm posting this now. A little Valentine's Day gift for you all. I love you guys... *sniffle*



Answer
by Serai


The breeze off the lake moves through the sycamore's branches, creating flashes of green and gold, flickering and dancing in Casey's eyes. He shifts his head as he lies in the grass, smiling a little as the sunlight plays its games. Tipping his head back, he stretches his spine and then relaxes again. 'Zeke?' he says... )

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Walk - C/Z, R

Friday, January 15th, 2016 10:15 am
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
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So here it is. Enjoy this odd little side trip!





Walk
by Serai


"Yeah!"

The voice responding to his knock was the same, no doubt about it: husky and dark, nonchalant, not even bothering to invite in whoever was outside. So this whole thing hadn't been wishful thinking, or mistaken identity, or a lookalike twin. Casey shook his head and laughed to himself as he opened the door, to be taken aback by the sight that greeted him... )






Note: This is my 100th work at AO3.

One Kiss

Thursday, December 24th, 2015 11:52 pm
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (Yule Frodo)
A repost for the holiday.


One Kiss - Sam accompanies his Master to Brandy Hall for Yule.

This was originally written for the [livejournal.com profile] hobbit_smut community. I thought it was about time I posted it here. :)




One Kiss
by Serai


The music's gone quiet now. Just a lone voice singing gently out in the snow beyond the windows. Likely a tipsy lass singing to her smitten lad. Makes me smile to hear it, it does. Mingled in with the sweet voice is the tiny silver of bells on some departing guest's pony. It's been a wondrous day... )
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
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I've hung onto this for a while, but now seems like a good time to post it. Enjoy this little burst of heat! Blessed Solstice to all!

This is the next step in the boys' first time together. When we last left them, they were in the GTO, having just made each other crazy behind a gas station...





Welcome
by Serai


Casey backs up against the door as Zeke leans into him. He’s still hot and shaky from the ride over, from the dirty little interlude behind the gas station, but even so, he’s on guard as well. He can’t completely trust this guy, not yet. Still, here he is, overshadowed by that long, sinuous body and hot, amused look. The soft lips graze his...





Chapter 33 of High Contrast.

London - Z/C, R

Monday, December 7th, 2015 10:04 pm
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
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Off [livejournal.com profile] naemi's prompt:



London


"So tell me," Casey demands as he shoves Zeke back onto the bed and climbs up onto his body, "what was it like?" kissing him frantically until he pushes up and rolls them both over.

"Damp," Zeke gasps, coming up for air, "and cold," his hands running over Casey's skin, "and those fucking depressing grey skies, and I couldn't wait to get back to the hotel every night so I could picture you naked and jerk off," now he's growling, thrusting hard against Casey with each word, feverish, hungry, "thinking about fucking you."

Casey grabs at Zeke's ass and shoves back, groans, "Good thing they let you come home early," pushes his hand between them and into Zeke's jeans, taking hold of his dick, hard in his hand, hot, god yeah c'mere missed this missed you, "'cause after two weeks, you're not the only one going insane," and they fall into each other, the cold and solitude already a distant memory.

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