The Faculty - written for FFFC

[prisca]

Title: Ironing
Characters: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Prompt: ironing
Word Count: 219
Finished: 02.03.2020

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Zeke stopped surprised when he entered the Connor's kitchen. The sight in front of him was just too weird. „Uhm... what are you doing?“

Casey turned around to him, smiling wide. „Oh, hey, you are early today. Just give me a minute to finish ironing my shirt, then we can go.“ He grabbed for the iron again, continuing with his work.

Zeke watched him amused. „You make a good housemaid,“ he couldn't help but tease him.

Casey frowned slightly. „It's nothing wrong with it to do some household chores. Maybe you should give it a try, too. It's not that complicated.“

„Hey, calm down, I didn't mean to offend you.“

„Yeah, I guess. But sometimes you act like a prick.“

Zeke shrugged, apologizing. „Sorry. It just took me by surprise to see you ironing your shirt yourself. You have a mom who usually takes care of stuff like that.“

For a moment, Casey kept quiet thoughtfully, then he smiled. „Yeah, and it took me quite a while to convince her that I like ironing. It's kind of relaxing.“

„Hm. Can I hire you for my next laundry day?“

„No way.“ Casey laughed. „But I could come over, show you some tricks, to get rid of it in no time. If you pay for a pizza.“

The Faculty - written for FFFC Bingo

[prisca]

Title: First kiss
Characters: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Prompt: “Where did you learn how to do that?”
Word Count: 426
Finished: 08.03.2020

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Like through a haze, Zeke felt Casey's arms around him, holding him tight, and he had a hard time understanding what was going on. For such a long while, he had refused to give in to his feelings. No, usually he was not coy; he took whomever he wanted, girls from school, guys he met in a club. Never the inexperienced ones, who were still dreaming about vanilla sex and serious relationships. He preferred it quick and easy, just for fun.

But one day, Casey stepped into his life. Amazing blue eyes, an open smile, a gift of a gab which brought him into trouble more than just once. For whatever reason, Zeke felt interested in him, as hard as he tried to tell himself that this was not a good idea. Casey was a good boy who always followed the rules, and for sure one of the most inexperienced eighteen-year-old boys, he had ever met. Better to stay out of his way.

Until one day, Mr. Furlong came up with the brilliant idea of teamwork. Casey suggested going to the library for some researches after school, but no way that Zeke was willing to deal with the lame computer there while he had the newest high-tech PC at home in his garage. „You can come by on Friday,“ he said, and Casey had agreed.

The essay was finished quickly, and they had started to chat about books and movies, and Zeke realized that maybe they had much more in common, than he had ever thought. Without thinking about it, he started to flirt a bit, and to his surprise, Casey didn't even blush, but his eyes sparkled somehow challenging.

Nothing could hold Zeke back any longer; he bent forward and placed his lips on Casey's. The boy didn't hesitate to answer the kiss, pressed his mouth so hard against Zeke's that he could feel his front teeth, an eager tongue was searching and teasing. Then Zeke felt a warm hand wandering down his chest, finding it's way under his shirt, making him shudder. Fingers closed around a hardened nipple, squeezing it merciless. Zeke groaned loudly because of the welcome pain, suddenly feeling dizzy. The idea crossed his mind that this was something he couldn't control much longer, a scaring thought, but he wasn't able to stop it.

When Casey finally let him go again, he gasped for air. „Holy shit! Where did you learn to kiss like that?“

Casey watched him for a long while before answering. „Have you ever been fucked by a guy, Zeke?“