Rain - C/Z, PG-13

Sunday, June 4th, 2017 06:55 pm
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (Default)
This is another odd little one-off, unconnected to my other C/Z stories. I wrote this while I was feeling sad and despairing, though it is neither of those.

by Serai

Zeke's mouth left Casey's hot when he pulled away, and his face warm through the runnels of cold rain where his hands framed it as he looked down and laughed. The sudden downpour was nearly loud enough to wash away the sound of his delight, but Casey didn't move even though he froze and drowned in the goddamn rain, because this was all that mattered. This, my fucking lover and his fucking heart, and nothing else. Just that smile and that laugh and that kiss, and these hands clasping, and the sudden surety that there'd be sex very soon, and the feeling of it cementing and becoming life, just plain old ordinary life. And the torrent of rain, and the growing weight of his coat, and the silver running through Zeke's hair and beard, and the cobbles of the street leading to their house by the platz, it was all part of just life.

And if the wound was still there, the scar of having torn away from everything, that was life, too. This is worth it, Zeke had said. He'd taken Casey's hand and squeezed it at the sound of the engines growing louder and that feeling of pushing rush as the plane rose, and they ran. Ran like dogs. No, Casey had told himself, as he still tells himself, you're not running. You're being chased. It still hurt, it always would, but now things were good and hot and Zeke had lost the bitterness and anger he'd carried with him all his life, and what did that mean but that this was worth it, all of it? Maybe it means you never belonged at all, he thinks. Maybe so, but maybe in not belonging there, he'd been led to the place where he did.

The rain came down even harder, and with a barely heard yell, Zeke grabbed his hand and then they were scurrying through the cold and the wet, laughing. A doorway, shelter, arms under jackets, another kiss. Fuck the U.S., Casey thought, as Zeke's breath moved hot over his cheek. Maybe someday they'd be welcome there again, but for now, this was all the home they'd ever need.

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.)


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

serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)

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!



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... )


Chapter 42 of High Contrast


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


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.


Fic prompt fun!

Tuesday, December 20th, 2016 01:03 pm
serai: (Zeke)
This headline leaped out at me on Yahoo, and I thought it would make a great fanfic prompt:

Zeke's celebration dumbfounded Salvation Army executives: "When he jumped in it we were so excited!"

I have no idea what one would do with that, but I thought I'd toss it out there in case it sparks something, LOL!
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)

by Serai

Zeke's laugh is low and hungry as he catches Casey by the waist when he slumps against the door. "Whoa there," he murmurs, smiling into the damp of Casey's hair. He runs his lips over along overheated skin. Casey's gasping, and Zeke sees him wince with a strangled little noise. "You okay?" he whispers.

Casey nods. "Just gimme a sec." Zeke nuzzles him and waits until he's got his breath back. Casey opens his eyes and turns to him, and Zeke feels his blood throbbing. Because now that he's come, Casey's apprehensive again... )

Chapter 41 of High Contrast

serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
This popped up for the latest [livejournal.com profile] fffc 3-sentence challenge.


Zeke runs his thumb over the edge of the card, enjoying the sight of Casey shivering on the cold metal stool, white cotton briefs his only protection in the chill. He himself is nice and warm in his jeans and sweatshirt, having only lost one round, a fact that annoys the younger boy enough to curl a pout onto his lips, a pout that makes Zeke's final move inevitable.

"Guess this just isn't your game, Case," he grins, and sets down the ace of spades.


August - C/Z, NC-17

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

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
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
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!

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



Friday, July 1st, 2016 01:08 pm
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (Tremble)
Just want you all to know that I am still turning that E/C/Z idea around in my head. I think it could be something really interesting, a challenge. Unfortunately, I'm impeded by my lingering sadness and sense of betrayal at having Ethan snatched away like that.** But I am trying! At the moment, I'm just sort of "dreaming with it", as Robert Duvall calls his process of preparing a character. I let it drift in and out of my head when it wants, and examine it. It seems pretty, though I don't know what it is, and hypnotic. It tastes strongly of absinthe, and if it ever incarnates, I think it'll be very fun to write. I can give you this, though, as a little taste. The one thing I'm sure of, and that's the title:


**(You know, if it turns out Logan has forced my fucking hand into doing his goddamn job for him and writing the entire goddamn fucking story the way it should have been told in the first place, I will bitchslap him into the next century. Should I ever get the chance.)

Night, night

Sunday, June 12th, 2016 10:20 pm
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (KittenScratch)
Off to spoon with my three boys. Hmm... I wonder if there's a way to cross Ethan with Zeke and Casey. That would be... interesting.

Here's a little something to soften your dreams...

Sleep sweet!

Wait, I think I just got how I could do that. Whoa...


Saturday - C/Z, R

Thursday, May 26th, 2016 10:39 pm
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
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!

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

Snake - C/Z, R

Saturday, May 14th, 2016 10:14 pm
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
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.


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
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
I thought I'd post the song yesterday's tinyfic came from. :)

The Book of Love - Peter Gabriel

serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)
A 3-sentence fic off [livejournal.com profile] naemi's prompt: book. I've changed it from the original crack.

The Book of Love

Casey reads carefully, every word clear, while Zeke's voice runs with abandon over the lines, expression intense but skipping words and phrases here and there, changing the meaning while keeping the heart.

When Casey sings, it's like a shy angel opening to the sun, but Zeke sings with a dark, husky tone, pain hiding in the verses, hope drowned in the chorus.

Casey's gift is graven in light and shadow, the only thing that endures, while Zeke's gift is written in lines of fire, a brand that fades from Casey's skin without his touch.

serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CaseyZeke)


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.


Midnight - C/Z

Wednesday, March 2nd, 2016 08:19 pm
serai: (Zeke)
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.



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
serai: A kiss between Casey Connor and Zeke Tyler (CZLove)
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*

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... )


Walk - C/Z, R

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

by Serai


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.

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