SIN CITY 2 Character Posters
Dwight McCarthy
Dwight loves Gail, more than anything, but after Ava”s manipulations and betrayal, he needed some time to think. It’s why he didn’t jump straight back into a relationship with her during that time and why he left Old Town following Ava’s death. He needed to find who he was again. He needed purpose, he needed to work things out for himself.Gail was never a meaningless fling like Shellie. As much as it hurt her when he left, he felt he’d only have hurt her more in the long run had he rekindled things during “A Dame to Kill For”. He knows Gail, he knows what makes her tick…and he wanted to be damn sure he was ready for her completely when he came around again.
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"Anytime, anywhere, beautiful."
send me a ♛ and i'll explain why my character treats yours the way they do.
Send me a メ If you would fuck my muse
And speaking of Sin City, you should read the comics before you see the new movie, just to brush up. Plus they are some amazing noir tales. Sin City, Dark Horse Comics, 1990’s-2000’s.
Fast, hard, and in positions you only dreamed of.
Sounds like my kind of night.
"I know….I’m sorry.", he could say that a million times to her, and it’d still never be enough. Gail had the patience of a saint, that was for damn sure…she had to, to put up with a screw up like him. He slid closer, tugging her in for a tight embrace…a smile finding his lips.
"Well, I missed you a lot…a lot, a lot…so much, I’m willing to smoke one of your Russian cigarette’s you love so much.", he joked, nuzzling against her neck as he inhaled her scent.
"You smoke my cigarette all the damn time, you cheap white boy!" she protested, pushing a little against him to look into his eyes.
"It’s the last time. I do mean it, Dwight. No other chances, no other screw ups. I want you to get it through your thick skull."
"Its through because you keep pounding that point in.", he sighed and pecked her cheek lightly. She had every right to question and doubt him...but he meant every word. He was done running, done seeking revenge...he just wanted to settle in with her and make up for that lost time.
"I don't deserve you.", he murmured softly. "You're too damn good for me."
"You know I love it when you talk dirty like that, baby.", he said jokingly, yet his voice held no humor…only a tenderness that was ever only reserved for her. Dwight took a step forward, sliding his arms around her neck loosely. He leaned in close, pressing his lips against hers in a soft, passionate kiss. "Mmm…"
"Gail…", he whispered against her lips, pulling back just enough to look into her eyes. "I’m staying…I’m…tired of fucking up."
"Yeah? I’m tired of you fucking up, so you really better not. I won’t clean up another of your messes,” she warned, although her voice was soft and tender, softer than she wanted it to be.
No man ever had that much power over her, only him, and she would kill him if he screwed this up. “Now tell me how much you missed me.”
"I know....I'm sorry.", he could say that a million times to her, and it'd still never be enough. Gail had the patience of a saint, that was for damn sure...she had to, to put up with a screw up like him. He slid closer, tugging her in for a tight embrace...a smile finding his lips.
"Well, I missed you a lot...a lot, a lot...so much, I'm willing to smoke one of your Russian cigarette's you love so much.", he joked, nuzzling against her neck as he inhaled her scent.
Sin City : A Dame To Kill For (2014) Trailer [x]