🫀isaac night x gn!reader [ headcannon blurb ]
☆ warnings: slight nsfw with mentions of choking and sub!isaac. it was necessary :)
Isaac is obsessed with your hands.
Though he’s the last to admit when he harbors any form of physical attraction—far too proud to divulge his peculiar fantasies—he can’t deny that there’s something about them that mystifies him.
His fascination is innocent enough, really. Merely a shift in focus towards your hands when his brain requires a distraction.
Even if that shift seems to happen more often than not.
He constantly craves the feeling of your hands running through his curls whenever his head begins to ache, the painful burden of brilliance easily soothed away by your practiced fingertips massaging his scalp.
His eyes always seem to zero in on your veins whenever you playfully fiddle with his signet ring, a casual habit of yours in quiet moments together.
The image your flexing fingers, the curve of your wrist, the pads of your fingertips delicately tracing the details of the knight engraving, permanently sears itself into his mind.
Sometimes, if he groans or sighs in frustration enough while working on a project, you cup his cheek almost reverently, cooing about your ‘poor, hardworking genius’ while your thumb brushes across his jaw, his cheekbone, his lower lip.
He’s slightly humiliated by the way the simple gesture makes his face burn without fail. He’s even more humiliated by how often he intentionally prompts such interactions with feigned frustration.
Other times, your pointer finger moves in slow, gentle strokes down the length of his nose to ease him to sleep, his mind overworked and body exhausted from pushing the boundaries of science late into the night.
It’s hypnotic, the way the motion leaves his dark lashes fluttering shut, and he shockingly doesn’t mind giving up control and succumbing to your strange power over him.
There are exceptions to his rule of innocent thoughts about your captivating hands, of course. Isaac Night is no saint, and his weakness runs deeper than eager infatuation.
His mechanical heart always seems to stutter in its steadfast rhythm when your thumb ventures past his lips, teasing along his tongue and pushing him to his limit.
He almost enjoys the feeling of delicious weakness when you taunt the digit towards his the back of his throat, tilting his head back in the process to really watch him fall apart.
Even better when your hand wraps around the pale column of his throat, fingers squeezing ever so gently with that familiar, dizzying pressure. A rare but thrilling show of control from you that leaves his pupils blown wide and his powerful mind reduced to mush.
Thoughts of where else your perfect, praiseworthy hands might venture always leave him aching, ready to sideline all other distractions in the tower to satisfy his new favorite obsession.
Suffice to say, Isaac is utterly wrapped around your finger (pun intended). And he wouldn’t have it any other way.
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in summary he’s a whore and a freak <3
hi hi hi, back from the dead with some short and slutty isaac thoughts ! life has been insane, and in the midst of figuring out what to do with myself post grad, i wanted to get the creative energy flowing by writing whatever this chaotic brain dump is.
hoping to be more active soon, but in the meantime, thank you for reading !!
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