CSI: CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATION PROMPTS
* assorted dialogue from the television show, season 2
i don't want to disappoint you, but this is not the first time i've had a gun pointed at me.
it's easier to get a master's degree than a parking spot on campus.
yeah, i know. check the trunk.
you say that like it means something.
missed me that much, huh?
i lost someone once.
when the reality of their actions set in, they usually turn to religion.
you're too hard on yourself.
i'm like a sponge. i just absorb information.
i gave you your career.
i got a coupon.
who's gonna believe a guy like me?
so that leaves you.
ready, honey?
it sounds like you're making this personal.
god knows you haven't let me touch you in three years.
you're very good. you could work for me.
you were the kind that guys fall all over themselves trying to impress.
i thought that was my line.
you don't believe me?
i could have been a rock star.
i've always wanted to go there.
i don't know the basis of your allegations.
instead, i want you.
i can't believe you're doing this to me.
we told them what happened.
i just realized that you and i have a very healthy relationship.
i've never told anyone before.
no one's ever asked me that before.
you don't know what you're talking about.
you smell like death.
someone will be with you shortly.
i love this table.
you're too smart for that.
you're supposed to say something revealing back to me.
truth brings closure.
rich people don't go to jail.
i don't believe in rules that tell me how i should live.
they're your best feature.
you have to be able to walk away at any time.
no criminal charges were filed.
did you feel sick?
how many meals have we shared together?
kind of sounds like you.
i'll give you a lift.
sex is physical. is that a sport?
i know you're upset.
people don't vanish.
were there any disturbances last night?
you showered.
if there's one thing you learn on this job is that human beings are capable of anything.
i knew you were coming back today, so i dressed up.
you did this to yourself.
how's your new toy working out?
they were kinda cool back in the day.
how can you tell just by looking at it?
they're still dead.
you sucked at team sports, huh.
i notice you have no photos of your family in your office.
it doesn't make you any less guilty.
you ever been to therapy?
look, i was just doing my job.
take a guess.
our job is to think.
this is the thanks i get?
i just got the results.
you were okay sharing your problems with a complete stranger?
that's the funny thing about choices. once you make them, you have to go live with them.
i know what they look like.
this is going to take forever.
i'm playing cards.
did you enjoy being in the field?
sometimes i hate this job.
i always thought you kept your porn in there.
why did you need the expensive one in the first place?
you see my face? this is me almost believing you.
what does that look like?
wherever you live is your temple, if you treat it like one.
what's going on with you?
it's just unusual to see you dressed like that.
i enjoyed it fine.
you got anything to add?
can you think of a better time?
where have you been?
i don't think it's worth it.
i can't be everywhere, and they've banned human cloning.
you're flying solo, cutting me out. what's going on?
i always knew there was something weird about you.
give me a mint.
the past is in the past.
other than that i really don't care.
you can give a man a lot of things. you can give him your time, your money, even your heart. but the one thing you can never ever let go of is your power.
you still smell.
i wouldn't expect anything less.
since when are you interested in beauty?
why are you looking at me?
someone gonna cover me?
whoever this guy is, he's a lousy shot.
they're looking for me, you know.
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it’s safe to say that talking isn’t exactly high on carlos’ current list of priorities. neither is thinking, to be perfectly honest, much favoring the idea of shutting his brain off in favor of getting thoroughly lost in the sensation of tk pressed up against his body, instead. which, isn’t a difficult task, by any means, carlos’ mind slowly but surely clouding over with steadily intensifying desire, his arousal undeniable, if the certain tightness in his pants is any indication.
to have a specific reason behind the madness, however, is something else entirely. it spurs him on impossibly further, never needing the added boost yet not denying it all the same, and, as another flash of the guy at the grocery store register making a pass at his man, carlos instinctively gives a precise, deliberate roll of his hips against tk’s. his hands continue rucking tk's shirt higher to gain more access to touch, nipping possessively at the junction between neck and shoulder which he’s avidly been sucking a decently sized mark against.
tk, on the other hand, while certainly not refusing carlos’ sudden bout of fierce seduction by any means, doesn't give in so easily. even in his impatient, inebriated state, carlos can hardly blame him for wanting an explanation, although it still doesn’t quite justify wanting to give an answer.
“mhmm, nothing is bothering me…” he murmurs against the reddened patch of skin on tk’s neck, hands squeezing at his hips to keep him locked into place as his hips rock forward once again. “quite the opposite, actually…”
then, a moment of clarity, as sudden and unexpected as the surge of arousal in the first place. common sense trickles in, just enough for carlos to pull his face away, pupils blown and mouth parted as he gazes intently at tk. “do you- i mean- are you not in the mood, or…?”
it’s not quite the answer tk is looking for, but he also can’t really bring himself to care either—not when carlos’ lips feel that good against his neck. he’s far too weak for him and the way his hands feel inching up the front of his shirt. it’s a dangerous combination that carlos knows all too well how to use to his advantage these days. during a three year relationship, with a marriage on the horizon, you tend to learn things about someone; it’s impossible not to learn the ins and outs of how people feel and think, knowing them for that long… it’s no different between the two of them.
as much as tk enjoys the intimacy, the way carlos has thrown himself at him and pinned him to the wall with every intention of making tk his ( not that he’d have to try very hard with that, considering tk already is carlos’ ), tk knows there’s more to the story than carlos just suddenly being in the mood.
he could’ve been hit with cupid’s arrow, himself, and carlos would’ve at least put the groceries up before trying to make a pass at his fiance…
tk feels shivers coursing down his spine and to his fingertips and toes, body begging him to just give into the pleasure, but even so, he knows he can’t—not yet…
“ babe… babe- c’mon—you don’t even want to talk about what’s bothering you right now…? ”
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