“I don't know what you want, Haley. Just because you got me off doesn't mean I have to engage in post-fuck chat. So back off.”

“Storms make you--""Want to fuck.""they make me want to fuck until I pass out. Is that what you wanted to know?""Yes," she whispered...~Remy/Haley”

“I'm not sure of anything," he admitted."But I didn't mean to freak you out before. I just can't seem to keep my hands off you. I don't want to keep my hands off you."~Wyatt”

“Coming sounds like a good idea, Haley," he murmured in her ear."Are you going to come for me, with me, again and again, until you can't stand it anymore, until you can't see straight?""Is that what you want?" she asked."Not want. Need." He gripped her hips and urged her down to her knees."Need to fuck you, right here. Need to be inside you now."~Remy/Haley”

“You play dirty, Haley." he breathed. "But this is my show.""I can take care of myself""Not like I can.""Do you want me to stop?""No.""Then say it. Say it's my show."~Remy/Haley”

“Do you think that's enough? Do you think going back to us fucking like porn stars and then me watching you take off so you won't have to have any kind of intimate conversation is enough? I can't do that anymore."He jerked out of her grip, grabbed her shoulders and moved her aside.”

“You really want me gone, don't you?""Creed, wait.""Why? So you can tell me again how you only want me for sex? How you have Dev to fill your emotional needs?"He stopped at the door, scrubbed his face with a shaking hand."Jesus. All this time I thought I could get through to you eventually, that you would come around. But you don't even want to try. I'm nothing to you, and you don't care.""That's not true.""Bullshit. If you could fuck anyone else, you'd be with them just so you wouldn't have to be with me."~Creed/Annika”