Mar. 26th, 2011 at 8:55 PM
Title : Accidents happen
So, Brian does a full-on flounce out of the car. And Dom’s not a complete idiot, so he snaps it off, pushes out, beeps it locked about as fast as he gracefully can. Which is not nearly fast enough. Brian’s all stompy-foot down the gangplank and it makes the boat rock gently.
Dom doesn’t catch up until they’re both inside and his heart sinks when Brian turns and narrows his eyes at him. Or, well, it’s hard to tell if Brian’s narrowing his eyes on purpose or whether it’s just the swelling. Brian’s eyes aren’t looking so blue in the crap houseboat light, they’re more gray now. Way more steely
http://www.khaleesian.com/accidentshapp en.html
http://www.khaleesian.com/nastyandcurio us.html
Title : Bodywork
Pairing Roman/Dom
Rating NC-17
Dom had finally ambled out to the garage, hoping to keep the tension out of Brian’s eyes, but of course, the punk had fucking followed him. Dom took a long swallow of his fourth Corona, hoping to drown his irritation. Roman seemed to want, and yet not to want a battle, his constant push-pull had Dom’s aggravation meter jacked up to 11.
http://www.khaleesian.com/Bodywork.h tml
Title: Dark Days In The City
Author khaleesian
Pairing : Dom/Brian
Rating NC-17
http://www.khaleesian.com/DDLC.html
Silver Springs, Maryland
She woke up when his weight shifted. He was getting up and his bulk leaving the bed always made it rock slightly. She groaned softly and squinted at the clock. Three a.m.
She had a vague sense that the phone had rung. Late night phone calls almost always meant tragedy. Though she knew instantly that it wasn’t personal, not theirs…otherwise he would have woken her. She could relax back into the sheets. Other people’s tragedy was just his job.
http://www.khaleesian.com/DDLC.html
http://www.khaleesian.com/nastyandcurio us.html
Title: Deus ex machina
Author khaleesian
Pairing : Dom/Brian
Rating NC-17
Officer Brian O’Connor hated robberies, hated break-ins, hated vandalism and hated ‘routine traffic stops’. But that was nothing in comparison to how much he absolutely despised and abhorred domestic violence calls.
http://www.khaleesian.com/Deus%20ex.htm l
Title: Female Trouble ( now complete )
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian , brian/ roman
Rating NC-17
The sweat on Dom’s forehead is too hot to move. The ink of the newspaper is filmy and melting onto his fingers. He rolls his head back on his shoulders, unconsciously seeking a tiny breath of air. The air doesn’t feel like a blast from an oven. Forget oven, think kiln.
Down here for a few days a year, the wind turns itself around. It stops sweeping cool breezes off the face of the Pacific and turns to whip hot desert wind off the high plain. The Santa Anas. This year, those days have stretched to a month, as if the wind has decided it likes the enforced peace of the heat wave.
http://www.khaleesian.com/ftrouble.h tml
http://www.khaleesian.com/mtrouble.h tml
http://www.khaleesian.com/trouble3.h tml
Title: Go ( no link yet coming soon)
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
Title: Generally Psychotic Behavior
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
Warning: Dub-con under tones
The ride back from Tran’s little shop of horrors had been quiet. Dom had worn his stone face and the others had been lost in their own worlds. At the garage, Dom had directed Jesse to take Vince back home and had wordlessly waved Brian into the Nissan. Vince had made an abortive gesture but he said nothing, though his eyes snapped with electricity. Brian assumed Dom was going to drop him off behind the Gato Negro where his truck was hiding, but twenty minutes into the drive he had to admit he had no idea where they were going. His mind kept wandering back to the sharper edges of the evening.
http://www.khaleesian.com/genpsycb ehav.html
Title : Highway 50
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating : pg-13
No surprise that he was the first one to wake up. After all, he’d left the party early.
Since leaving prison, Dom never lingered in a half-awake state. He would often find himself fully alert, standing up, his head churning with almost-remembered dreams. It was no different today. He had his pants on before he became conscious of the fact that he was conscious.
http://www.khaleesian.com/Highway50.htm l
Title : Into the Sunset
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
Echo Park
Adrenaline is like any drug…it wears off and the crash can be meteoric. When Dom pulled up under a jacaranda tree two blocks from his house, he gave himself a sixty count to stop shaking. The car idled; his conditioning not to damage a turbocharged engine still outweighed his growing pain and panic.
The pain flooded through him as he pushed himself up and out of the low-slung car and trudged up the alley to the back of the house. The scent of garbage exacerbated the nausea that rose up in him at the smallest movement. He concentrated on the rhythm of his footsteps and when he stopped and huffed some deep breaths to keep from puking, the rhythm went on as throbbing pain. He focused on a mental catalogue of his injuries: Arm broken, for sure. Ribs cracked. Possible head injury. He spat out the welling saliva that threatened to choke him.
http://www.khaleesian.com/midnight club.html
Title: Jia’s Challenge: a child with many mothers ( wip abandoned)
Author: khaleesian and other co authors
Pairing : Brain/Dom, Brian/X , X/Dom , X/Dom/Brian implied others
Rating : NC-17
There was Dom.
Brian's toe caught in the sidewalk and he barely managed to catch his balance before falling to the cement. He jerked his body back up and glanced wildly around. He was relieved to see the back of the familiar shaved head as it moved away from him through the crowd. He stretched his spine, lifted his chin, and peered over the throng in order to keep Dom in his sight.
http://www.khaleesian.com/JIA.html
Title : Madrugada
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
Dom was staring death in the face.
Death came in the form of a matronly woman in a new Mercedes SL. As he swerved and shot past her while she was attempting to make a left turn from Clarendon, all he saw was her startled white face glowing in the unforgiving beam of his headlights. And in the space of a breath, she was gone.
http://www.khaleesian.com/madrugada.htm l
Title: Midnight Club ( no link yet coming soon )
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
http://www.khaleesian.com/midnight club.html
Title: No Limits
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
It was a long, dusty road. Empty, as far as the eye could tell. The horizon had faded into a dusky pink blur. His hands rested loosely on the steering wheel as Dom scanned the vista that spread around him. The minute differences that marked the landscape as he had shot past were absent now. The clarity that had come with speed had departed and the hills, jagged with chaparral, had settled into a haze. Dom closed his eyes briefly to bring himself back to the present.
http://www.khaleesian.com/nolimits.h tml
Title : Rewind
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
Dead. He’s dead now. Last race.
He’s finally done it. One last fuck-up in a long, convoluted chain of fuck-ups. Years and years of fucking up, ending right now. It was almost a relief.
http://www.khaleesian.com/rewind.h tml
Title : Repo Men
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian . other crossover
Rating NC-17
Warning : crossover, Rated NC-17 for violence, bad language and sex
“Explain it to me again,” said Officer Van Ray.
Lieutenant Billie Chambers sighed, exasperated, “Once isn’t enough?”
http://www.khaleesian.com/repomen.html
Title : R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
Something was different. Dom raised his head from his paper. The kitchen counter in front of him stood motionless. Something felt different. He looked up. Ceiling unchanged. He let the paper drift from his fingers down to the table. He looked down. Aha! A tube of Lava soap rested a few inches from his chair. A far cry from its usual perch beside the kitchen sink. He reached down and picked it up.
http://www.khaleesian.com/RESPECT.html
Title : Rough Ride
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
In the midst of his panic, the phone rang.
He’d forgotten the damn thing was in his pocket. Trying to fish it out while keeping his shaking hand steady on the wheel and not send the Supra into the curb or oncoming traffic, drove all other thoughts from his head for a moment. It felt weirdly good. For a second, he was too busy to think.
http://www.khaleesian.com/Rough%20 ride.html
Title : Right and Left ( no link yet coming soon)
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
http://khaleesian.livejournal.com/tag/d om/brian
http://www.khaleesian.com/rightleft.htm l
Title : Samurai Jack’ed
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Dom woke up because he was having difficulty breathing. The light filtering through the filthy Venetian blinds was yellow with dust. Dom raised his head an inch and discovered that he couldn’t breathe because his nose had been forcefully pressed into the rough cotton weave of the couch. His lower lip was numb where it had been folded and pressed into the cushion.
http://www.khaleesian.com/samuraijack.h tml
Title Sins
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : none
Rating : pg-13
How can a person be so very, very good on everyone else’s behalf and so very, very bad on her own?
She pauses while brushing her hair. It’s hot today; she’s doing as much grooming as she can before slipping into her clothes. It’s going to be scorching down at the garage, one of those days where the windowless darkness just makes it an airless oven, not a cool sanctuary.
http://www.khaleesian.com/sins.htm l
Title : Special Weapons and Tactics
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brianSpecial Weapons and Tactics
Rating NC-17
He had begged for a spot on the team. The asshole Bilkins had screeched but eventually relented when Tanner had pointed out that with Brian on tap they wouldn’t suffer for lack of adequate recon. Brian was glad. Partially because he knew he couldn’t stay away from any part of this investigation, partially to protect his newfound best friend from the hotheads that inevitably comprised LAPD SWAT.
http://www.khaleesian.com/SWAT.htm l
Title : The seeds of surrender
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating : R
The hallway was so gloomy that he slowed down to walk through it…it almost seemed that if he concentrated too hard the edges of his peripheral vision would start to blur and he would just gray right out. It was like walking into a library on a summer day…the bright and the heat snapped off suddenly by the dark and cool. It was a long time since he had been to this station. Months. He had picked up files here, but the building was still unfamiliar.
http://www.khaleesian.com/seeds%20of%20 surrender.html
Title : The ride back from Neptune’s Net
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
“…So anyway your handling is great. Handling is your strong suit, what you need to work on is speed, y’know speed, the way you win? Speed is all about two things on a straightaway: timing, timing and what’s the second thing?”
“Didn’t realize there was going to be a quiz.” Brian mumbled.
http://www.khaleesian.com/therideback.h tml
Title : There in nine flat
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating : PG-13
Warning : mpreg , bitchy preg!Dom
Dom had one moment between asleep and awake before the saliva was drowning him. He clamped his hand over his mouth, slid out from Brian’s limp arm and tried to make it to the bathroom without tripping on or banging into anything.
Intense, wracking waves of nausea kept him bent over the toilet long enough for his knees and toes to absorb the cold from the tile, long enough for the headache to stick inch-long claws into his brain. He didn’t even have that much to bring up, but getting the little out seemed to require his guts upending themselves. And Lord, the bathroom was disgusting. He flushed the toilet and tried to pull himself up without jerking the sink right out of the wall. Examining it blearily, he wasn’t quite sure that the grout and pipes could bear his weight.
http://www.khaleesian.com/therein9.h tml
Vaughn, New Mexico, Day by khaleesian
(tF&tF/SPN)
http://www.khaleesian.com/Vaughn.h tml
http://www.khaleesian.com/valentine.htm l
Title: Velvet Rope
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : Roman/Brian
On the bed, Brian slumps his shoulders and rolls his eyes heavenward. In oversized jeans, t-shirt and Converse, he looks like a kid who’s been told that he has to do his homework before he can play.
http://www.khaleesian.com/velvet%2 0rope.html
Remember to check for updates
http://www.khaleesian.com/nastyandcurio us.html
http://khaleesian.livejournal.com/tag/d om%2Fbrian
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So, Brian does a full-on flounce out of the car. And Dom’s not a complete idiot, so he snaps it off, pushes out, beeps it locked about as fast as he gracefully can. Which is not nearly fast enough. Brian’s all stompy-foot down the gangplank and it makes the boat rock gently.
Dom doesn’t catch up until they’re both inside and his heart sinks when Brian turns and narrows his eyes at him. Or, well, it’s hard to tell if Brian’s narrowing his eyes on purpose or whether it’s just the swelling. Brian’s eyes aren’t looking so blue in the crap houseboat light, they’re more gray now. Way more steely
http://www.khaleesian.com/accidentshapp
http://www.khaleesian.com/nastyandcurio
Title : Bodywork
Pairing Roman/Dom
Rating NC-17
Dom had finally ambled out to the garage, hoping to keep the tension out of Brian’s eyes, but of course, the punk had fucking followed him. Dom took a long swallow of his fourth Corona, hoping to drown his irritation. Roman seemed to want, and yet not to want a battle, his constant push-pull had Dom’s aggravation meter jacked up to 11.
http://www.khaleesian.com/Bodywork.h
Title: Dark Days In The City
Author khaleesian
Pairing : Dom/Brian
Rating NC-17
http://www.khaleesian.com/DDLC.html
Silver Springs, Maryland
She woke up when his weight shifted. He was getting up and his bulk leaving the bed always made it rock slightly. She groaned softly and squinted at the clock. Three a.m.
She had a vague sense that the phone had rung. Late night phone calls almost always meant tragedy. Though she knew instantly that it wasn’t personal, not theirs…otherwise he would have woken her. She could relax back into the sheets. Other people’s tragedy was just his job.
http://www.khaleesian.com/DDLC.html
http://www.khaleesian.com/nastyandcurio
Title: Deus ex machina
Author khaleesian
Pairing : Dom/Brian
Rating NC-17
Officer Brian O’Connor hated robberies, hated break-ins, hated vandalism and hated ‘routine traffic stops’. But that was nothing in comparison to how much he absolutely despised and abhorred domestic violence calls.
http://www.khaleesian.com/Deus%20ex.htm
Title: Female Trouble ( now complete )
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian , brian/ roman
Rating NC-17
The sweat on Dom’s forehead is too hot to move. The ink of the newspaper is filmy and melting onto his fingers. He rolls his head back on his shoulders, unconsciously seeking a tiny breath of air. The air doesn’t feel like a blast from an oven. Forget oven, think kiln.
Down here for a few days a year, the wind turns itself around. It stops sweeping cool breezes off the face of the Pacific and turns to whip hot desert wind off the high plain. The Santa Anas. This year, those days have stretched to a month, as if the wind has decided it likes the enforced peace of the heat wave.
http://www.khaleesian.com/ftrouble.h
http://www.khaleesian.com/mtrouble.h
http://www.khaleesian.com/trouble3.h
Title: Go ( no link yet coming soon)
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
Title: Generally Psychotic Behavior
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
Warning: Dub-con under tones
The ride back from Tran’s little shop of horrors had been quiet. Dom had worn his stone face and the others had been lost in their own worlds. At the garage, Dom had directed Jesse to take Vince back home and had wordlessly waved Brian into the Nissan. Vince had made an abortive gesture but he said nothing, though his eyes snapped with electricity. Brian assumed Dom was going to drop him off behind the Gato Negro where his truck was hiding, but twenty minutes into the drive he had to admit he had no idea where they were going. His mind kept wandering back to the sharper edges of the evening.
http://www.khaleesian.com/genpsycb
Title : Highway 50
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating : pg-13
No surprise that he was the first one to wake up. After all, he’d left the party early.
Since leaving prison, Dom never lingered in a half-awake state. He would often find himself fully alert, standing up, his head churning with almost-remembered dreams. It was no different today. He had his pants on before he became conscious of the fact that he was conscious.
http://www.khaleesian.com/Highway50.htm
Title : Into the Sunset
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
Echo Park
Adrenaline is like any drug…it wears off and the crash can be meteoric. When Dom pulled up under a jacaranda tree two blocks from his house, he gave himself a sixty count to stop shaking. The car idled; his conditioning not to damage a turbocharged engine still outweighed his growing pain and panic.
The pain flooded through him as he pushed himself up and out of the low-slung car and trudged up the alley to the back of the house. The scent of garbage exacerbated the nausea that rose up in him at the smallest movement. He concentrated on the rhythm of his footsteps and when he stopped and huffed some deep breaths to keep from puking, the rhythm went on as throbbing pain. He focused on a mental catalogue of his injuries: Arm broken, for sure. Ribs cracked. Possible head injury. He spat out the welling saliva that threatened to choke him.
http://www.khaleesian.com/midnight
Title: Jia’s Challenge: a child with many mothers ( wip abandoned)
Author: khaleesian and other co authors
Pairing : Brain/Dom, Brian/X , X/Dom , X/Dom/Brian implied others
Rating : NC-17
There was Dom.
Brian's toe caught in the sidewalk and he barely managed to catch his balance before falling to the cement. He jerked his body back up and glanced wildly around. He was relieved to see the back of the familiar shaved head as it moved away from him through the crowd. He stretched his spine, lifted his chin, and peered over the throng in order to keep Dom in his sight.
http://www.khaleesian.com/JIA.html
Title : Madrugada
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
Dom was staring death in the face.
Death came in the form of a matronly woman in a new Mercedes SL. As he swerved and shot past her while she was attempting to make a left turn from Clarendon, all he saw was her startled white face glowing in the unforgiving beam of his headlights. And in the space of a breath, she was gone.
http://www.khaleesian.com/madrugada.htm
Title: Midnight Club ( no link yet coming soon )
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
http://www.khaleesian.com/midnight
Title: No Limits
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
It was a long, dusty road. Empty, as far as the eye could tell. The horizon had faded into a dusky pink blur. His hands rested loosely on the steering wheel as Dom scanned the vista that spread around him. The minute differences that marked the landscape as he had shot past were absent now. The clarity that had come with speed had departed and the hills, jagged with chaparral, had settled into a haze. Dom closed his eyes briefly to bring himself back to the present.
http://www.khaleesian.com/nolimits.h
Title : Rewind
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
Dead. He’s dead now. Last race.
He’s finally done it. One last fuck-up in a long, convoluted chain of fuck-ups. Years and years of fucking up, ending right now. It was almost a relief.
http://www.khaleesian.com/rewind.h
Title : Repo Men
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian . other crossover
Rating NC-17
Warning : crossover, Rated NC-17 for violence, bad language and sex
“Explain it to me again,” said Officer Van Ray.
Lieutenant Billie Chambers sighed, exasperated, “Once isn’t enough?”
http://www.khaleesian.com/repomen.html
Title : R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
Something was different. Dom raised his head from his paper. The kitchen counter in front of him stood motionless. Something felt different. He looked up. Ceiling unchanged. He let the paper drift from his fingers down to the table. He looked down. Aha! A tube of Lava soap rested a few inches from his chair. A far cry from its usual perch beside the kitchen sink. He reached down and picked it up.
http://www.khaleesian.com/RESPECT.html
Title : Rough Ride
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
In the midst of his panic, the phone rang.
He’d forgotten the damn thing was in his pocket. Trying to fish it out while keeping his shaking hand steady on the wheel and not send the Supra into the curb or oncoming traffic, drove all other thoughts from his head for a moment. It felt weirdly good. For a second, he was too busy to think.
http://www.khaleesian.com/Rough%20
Title : Right and Left ( no link yet coming soon)
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating NC-17
http://khaleesian.livejournal.com/tag/d
http://www.khaleesian.com/rightleft.htm
Title : Samurai Jack’ed
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Dom woke up because he was having difficulty breathing. The light filtering through the filthy Venetian blinds was yellow with dust. Dom raised his head an inch and discovered that he couldn’t breathe because his nose had been forcefully pressed into the rough cotton weave of the couch. His lower lip was numb where it had been folded and pressed into the cushion.
http://www.khaleesian.com/samuraijack.h
Title Sins
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : none
Rating : pg-13
How can a person be so very, very good on everyone else’s behalf and so very, very bad on her own?
She pauses while brushing her hair. It’s hot today; she’s doing as much grooming as she can before slipping into her clothes. It’s going to be scorching down at the garage, one of those days where the windowless darkness just makes it an airless oven, not a cool sanctuary.
http://www.khaleesian.com/sins.htm
Title : Special Weapons and Tactics
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brianSpecial Weapons and Tactics
Rating NC-17
He had begged for a spot on the team. The asshole Bilkins had screeched but eventually relented when Tanner had pointed out that with Brian on tap they wouldn’t suffer for lack of adequate recon. Brian was glad. Partially because he knew he couldn’t stay away from any part of this investigation, partially to protect his newfound best friend from the hotheads that inevitably comprised LAPD SWAT.
http://www.khaleesian.com/SWAT.htm
Title : The seeds of surrender
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating : R
The hallway was so gloomy that he slowed down to walk through it…it almost seemed that if he concentrated too hard the edges of his peripheral vision would start to blur and he would just gray right out. It was like walking into a library on a summer day…the bright and the heat snapped off suddenly by the dark and cool. It was a long time since he had been to this station. Months. He had picked up files here, but the building was still unfamiliar.
http://www.khaleesian.com/seeds%20of%20
Title : The ride back from Neptune’s Net
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
“…So anyway your handling is great. Handling is your strong suit, what you need to work on is speed, y’know speed, the way you win? Speed is all about two things on a straightaway: timing, timing and what’s the second thing?”
“Didn’t realize there was going to be a quiz.” Brian mumbled.
http://www.khaleesian.com/therideback.h
Title : There in nine flat
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : dom/brian
Rating : PG-13
Warning : mpreg , bitchy preg!Dom
Dom had one moment between asleep and awake before the saliva was drowning him. He clamped his hand over his mouth, slid out from Brian’s limp arm and tried to make it to the bathroom without tripping on or banging into anything.
Intense, wracking waves of nausea kept him bent over the toilet long enough for his knees and toes to absorb the cold from the tile, long enough for the headache to stick inch-long claws into his brain. He didn’t even have that much to bring up, but getting the little out seemed to require his guts upending themselves. And Lord, the bathroom was disgusting. He flushed the toilet and tried to pull himself up without jerking the sink right out of the wall. Examining it blearily, he wasn’t quite sure that the grout and pipes could bear his weight.
http://www.khaleesian.com/therein9.h
Vaughn, New Mexico, Day by khaleesian
(tF&tF/SPN)
http://www.khaleesian.com/Vaughn.h
http://www.khaleesian.com/valentine.htm
Title: Velvet Rope
Author: khaleesian
Pairing : Roman/Brian
On the bed, Brian slumps his shoulders and rolls his eyes heavenward. In oversized jeans, t-shirt and Converse, he looks like a kid who’s been told that he has to do his homework before he can play.
http://www.khaleesian.com/velvet%2
Remember to check for updates
http://www.khaleesian.com/nastyandcurio
http://khaleesian.livejournal.com/tag/d
http://khaleesian.livejournal.com/