no rest for the wicked

[dylan-reyes]

justpreacher:

           Atticus was startled to hear anyone entering the church — particularly after such a bad service. His hangover cure had failed him.

                    “ Sorry, ” he said, looking up from his podium.                               “ Service ended a few minutes ago. ”

the churches in this town had always given him the creeps. the crowds, the preachers, all of it. especially since well-known members of some weren’t EXACTLY law abiding citizens. “that’s okay, man. not here for that preachy god bullshit. just wanted to stop by on my uh - rounds - see how things were going.”

[dylan-reyes]

ffs-carafaye:

it was almost electrifying to be back in this position with her, every built up and buried emotion he’d felt the throughout her absence bubbling to the surface but releasing itself as lust rather than pure anger like it had been. the man had hate fucked his way through his town when she’d left, but those negative feelings had still lurked there, his hurt never truly being satisfied with women whose name he didn’t even care to remember.

any kind of quick witted response he would of have had dissipated, the man solely focused on the pure and carnal need spilling through him as his beautiful girl was once again moaning beneath his touch like old times. he’d missed the sound of her whimpers, her satisfied sounds that he’d caused so many times before.

he slowly backed her against the desk in his office, his lips finding her neck where he left slow and sloppy kisses as his hand continued to stroke her, his own cock growing rock hard in his jeans.

[dylan-reyes]

wilderider:

     “HEY— sorry to bother ya, but would ya happen to have a cig I could bum? I’ll give ya a DOLLAR.”

“i usually don’t share because i’m selfish at shit, but you’re hot and i’m suddenly in a giving mood so sure.”

[troublefindsme]

[dylan-reyes]

ffs-carafaye:

❝you’re a dick, you know that?❞ cara scoffed, shaking her head and crossing her arms as she struggled between her pride and the primal need to push the man against the closest wall and have her way with him. she wanted to punish him for being about as stubborn as she was but she also wanted to kick herself for even thinking of shedding her pride for HIM. ❝if you let this go to your head i swear to god i will shoot you myself.❞ she threatened, taking two steps forward and tugging him down by the tie so she could pull him into yet another heated kiss, the need for him apparent by the way she pulled him in closer. ❝just FUCK me already.❞

“that’s what i thought,” he murmured in a pleased tone, his lips only caught in a smirk for a split second before she yanked him forward to meet her own. there it was again, that familiarity behind the contact, but there was something else there this time. maybe it was the heat of the moment lust, as there always was between the two of them, but his connection to cara felt impossibly stronger. like her time away had carved some kind of hole into him that couldn’t quite be filled with meaningless sex with women whose name he’d forget the second he was done. it was like she was a drug he’d been trying to quit cold turkey and now he was taking a long needed hit that filled his whole body with overwhelming satisfaction. 

“your wish is my command princess,” he mused, a hand snaking around her thin neck to tangle in her raven locks and keep her in place against his mouth. 

almost automatically, his other hand traced down the front of her shirt, taking no time as it slid between her waistband and down to the supple skin of her inner thighs. with dylan, it was always about delayed gratifcation. while he had been a tease, so had she, and he was going to make sure she paid for it. though it could be argued that part of him wanted to hear her beg because he was still furious that she’d left him without a single word of warning.

his index finger traced a slow circle on her thigh, his middle finger bending upwards to stroke the outside of her slit languidly, his breath growing heavy as he leaned in towards her ear. “you’re mine, cara. remember that.”

[dylan-reyes]

ffs-carafaye:

cara let herself melt into the kiss, embracing the familiarity of his lips moving against hers as she gripped his shirt, a low sigh of relief brushing past her lips. the moment didn’t last long, her pride bubbling to the surface once he pulled away, coaxing her brows into a delicate arch. ❝if i want it, i GET it reyes. if you want it, be a man and do something about it while you can. we both know i have no problem with walking away right now.❞

“oh yeah?” he asked with a raised eyebrow, his own pride suddenly leaking in, the man deciding that if she was going to play hard to get then he would do the same. the tease game worked both ways and he could be rather good at it when he wanted to be. “funny thing is, i have no problem walking away either.” he took a decent step away from her, taking a quick glance at the watch placed around his wrist. “gotta go, see you around?”

[dylan-reyes]

ffs-carafaye:

❝you and i remember things quite differently, in fact wasn’t it you whimpering out my name like a goddamn PRAYER?❞ she bit back, closing the distance between them.  ❝or is it you that needs a fresh reminder?❞

though he had a comeback and a good one at that, equipped and ready to go, it didn’t matter because in seconds their lips were pressed together as if it were the most natural thing in the world despite their previous exchange of venomous words. 

“nice try, princess,” he exhaled in a breathy tone, pulling away only slightly, “but you know how this works. if you want it, you gotta say it.”

[auntmetanoia-deactivated2015072]

[dylan-reyes]

ffs-carafaye:

❝oh sweetie the fact that you even think i’m bothered by whatever you think of me is so pathetic i’m almost touched. the fact is i’m the best piece of ass you could ever touch and we both know it so don’t flatter yourself REYES, you’re lucky i even give you the time of day.❞

“lucky, huh? last time you were moaning in my ear sure didn’t make it seem like i was the lucky one, ” he stepped closer to her, his face only inches from her own as leaned in to say his next words just quiet enough for her only her to hear, “or do i need to remind you of that?”

[dylan-reyes]

ffs-carafaye:

❝well you’re definitely wrong about one thing, i couldn’t care less whether you missed me or not, can’t say i thought about you at ALL on my little vacation. you’re right to assume i’m surprised though, the way you whimper like a little puppy when i’m not available to satisfy your needs makes me think i’m the best thing you have in life.❞

“don’t mistake my horny persistence for anything other than lust, princess. you’re not the only girl i’ve been inside, so don't go thinking you’re anything special because we fucked a few times.”

[dylan-reyes]

ffs-carafaye:

                                         ❝ didn’t anyone ever teach you it’s                                           wrong to lie? TSK TSK officer, what a                                                  bad boy you are indeed.❞

“i’ve lied about many things in my life, but sadly for you, this isn’t one of them. my life doesn’t revolve around you, surprisingly enough.” 

[dylan-reyes]

ffs-carafaye:

                                                  ❝can’t say i’m thrilled to be back                                                           here but hey the booze is                                                   decent and i suppose you can call                                                                this place HOME.❞

“can’t say i ever noticed that you left.” 

[fyeahtamsin]

[dylan-reyes]

piphur:

                “ are you looking for a discount ?  ” her voice was SMOOTH ,  falling      through the air in an almost intoxicating way .  it was all part of the act ;                             she needed to be mystical .  she needed to be mysterious .  “ because i                 don’t give discounts .  not even for pretty boy cops like yourself . ” she         adopted a smile ,  it teased & taunted . “ but i can give you something                    else , ” she immediately flicked up a card ,  anyone who had witnessed           the exchange confused as to where it had come from ;  it was a trick                she’d learned back during her days of lifting wallets and other expensive     items .  the card itself was beautifully decorated with her name ,  business address ,  and number .  much like herself ,  it was haunting . “ something                                  a little more … S P I R I T U A L ,  if you’d like . ” 

a deep frown replaced his cheeky grin rather quickly, his brow furrowed in confusion. he plucked the card from her fingers, eyes scanning the script carefully before he looked back at her, one eyebrow cocked. was she joking? it sure felt like she was. “uh...thanks gorgeous, but i’m not into all that spiritual bullshit. don’t need a hot girl rubbing up on my palms to tell me what might happen in a week. i think i’d rather just wait and find out for myself.”

[dylan-reyes]

blcodxhoney:

            ❝ oh please don’t i’m trembling. ❞ Hunter couldn’t help but sass, hands held up in fake surrender. She rolled her eyes, taking one last hit from her cigarette before putting it out. ❝ look, i don’ know what it is you’re up to, but you need to back off. what do you want, a blowjob ? some fucking drugs ? i’ll tell you right now i only offer one of those and it’s not the blowjob. All offense you’re not my type. i don’t dig clowns. ❞

“are you really that dumb that you just offered a detective both sex AND drugs to keep quiet about your less than legal business dealings?” the scoff that fell from his lips was inevitable, the man finding her blatant approach purely amusing rather than any sort of threatening, “i’m good on both. i got much prettier things than you willing to wrap their mouths around me, sweetheart. i will take money though in exchange for my silence.”

[animations-daily]

Beauty and the Beast (2017)

[dylan-reyes]

blcodxhoney:

    it was a natural reaction to move away from someone who seemed to no nothing about personal space. a look of irritation replaced the one of confusion quickly, and a snarky remark about ones breath was just about to roll off of her tongue. but before it could, it was lost at the mention of hunter’s extra curricular activities. something he had no business in knowing. NONE.

  hunter’s jaw clenched in anger, eyes turning to slits. not wanting to cause a scene, the female quickly put on a charming smile. she knew that the stupid fucks around them were wasted, and had lost their attention long before the clown had waltzed right up to her. 

   taking another drag from her cigarette, hunter left her spot against the wall. instead she made her way towards the side alley. she knew he would follow. because being in the front with the boys all around, wasn’t an ideal place for this to be thrown around. especially if they found out about it.

      ❝ ya’ don’ know shit. ❞ 

her immediate change in reaction, though small, made it obvious that dylan had hit the mark. she was bad at hiding it and he had managed to pin it down exactly with such few words that he was far too satisfied with himself. that was why he was a detective and not some backward, asshat of a traffic cop anymore. he could do the job and could damn well do it better than any of those fools he worked with.

following her around the building, dylan knew this was more her sake than his, but he senses still stayed on high alert in case the brunette tried to do anything. sharp detective suit or not, there would always be a gun on his hip and he had no problem pulling it out and pointing it straight at her chest should she try and harm him in any way shape or form. 

her words drew a chuckle from deep within him, the man no longer able to hide his amusement at her stubbornness. 

“oh, eso ed lindo” he said sweetly, but now his tone was lacking humor as he leaned in close to her, dropping his voice once more, “i know more than you think about a lot of things, sweetheart. don’t underestimate my power to find out about stuff that you want hidden because you won’t like it where gets you.”