Francis 🎞️

Warnings: HEAVY SMUT, MENTION OF RELIGION

Context: After getting kidnapped with pugsly Isaac decides to take it upon himself to teach you a lesson (character aged up) also i did rush the ending my fingers locked and cramped guys i was in pain, its so shit I’m disappointed in myself🥲🥲

How did I get myself into this mess…

I was only helping pugsly with his stupid zombie now I’m in the middle of a kidnapping? Arson? An attack on the Addams pretty sure. But I did not expect this.

I kept sending pugsly signals that read ‘I’m going to curse you when we get out of this’ well if we get out of this, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes, he thought he did absolutely nothing wrong, what a moron. Now we are stuck in a vets that Isaac had decided to take over and kill the owner, now we were currently chained to chairs with gags on, how terrific. I’m going miss my nightly bible prayer before bed, I hope pugsley gives me some type of compensation after this.

I tugged at the restrains hoping maybe they could loosen up but to no avail, my movement caught Isaac’s attention. I can hear his footsteps walk towards me and the place himself behind me, pugslys eyes followed Isaac closely not knowing what he would do since he’s very unpredictable. “It doesn’t feel good does it? Being tied up huh?” He questioned and placed his hands on my shoulders, rubbing them slightly but I can feel the pressure he put through his fingers as he dug his fingers into my shoulders as he was doing so. I couldn’t help but let out a groan in pain.

“And don’t get me started on the fucking food, god. Did you guys think that was funny or just genuinely that stupid.” He ripped the gag off my mouth and grabbed my jaw making me look up, “you’re just picky and it was quite funny.” I gave him a smile before I spat in his face. he rubbed where the spit landed, just below his eye. I watched him my face full of triumph, personally I would never stoop so low and do something so disgusting but times called for desperate measures. That was until he licked the spit from his 2 fingers, I furrowed my eyebrows I feel disgusted by the sight in front of me. Pugsly watched the whole interaction his face shrivelled with disgust his eyebrows furrowing, he wanted to gag at the sight.

He grabbed the arms of my chair and ragged me in front of him so we are face to face as he bent down to be at my level, “you know, I think you should be more considerate of your actions, seeing as you’re not really in the position to be acting clever right now.” He patted my cheek before returning the favour of spitting in my face. My face grimaced, I kind of deserved that and I definitely should’ve expected it back. “You’re sick, you’ve murdered people. I hope you enjoy hell.” He laughed before a light caught his eye, my necklace that sat on my uniform. A gold cross. “Hm” he moved closer inspecting it before a sick smile spread across his face. “Is sex a sin?” He looked at me with a Cheshire Cat grin, I could feel my face heat up making my face turn beet red as my mouth made a perfect ‘o’. “Of course sex is a sin! You would know all about sinning since you’re just a dirty little sinner.” I tried to move myself back from him, not wanting to get whatever might have touched him to make him so corrupted.

“Really, are you disgusted by me, I’ve had sex” he placed a hand where his heart would be and pouted his lip mockingly. “Of course! sex before marriage is the ultimate sin and seeing that you have no wedding band I call him upon thee to help this poor soul, if you just let God into your life he could help you” I placed my hand where his arm laid holding the chair, maybe I can get through to him. Pugsly rolled his eyes, he always hates when I talk religious. “Yeh? I think I’ve got a lot of demons in me that you need to remove, could you help me?” I could hear faint laughter from the other room, it was that damn Tyler excuse my language. He’s a sinner too he’s a Hyde, they murder people. “Of course I can!” He smiled at me holding his hand that once held his heart to lay on top of mine, “can you help me now?” A darkness clouded his eyes. “yes, of course! Clearly I have no where else to be but-” I nodded my head shrugging my shoulders. “Great!” He removed the chains that bound me to the chair and pulled the collar around my neck. “Show me what you can do then.”

He dragged me through a narrow hall till we hit a bedroom he pushed me forward so he could shut the door as I scanned the place, it was just an old stinking room, it smells like old people. “Are we doin some kind of exorcist on you, I don’t know how to do that.” He laughed lowly before stepping in front of me, he squished my cheeks in his hands his breath fanning my face with how close he was. I could feel anxiety bubbling in my stomach, something isn’t right. “It’s kind of like an exorcist, you’re gonna help me release and relieve me of my pain and misery.” My eyebrow raised suspiciously, “how am I supposed to do that I don’t have my bible?” He smiled at me proudly, “like this”

He grabbed the back of my neck before pushing me on to the bed, he flipped me over by my leg as I tried to shuffle away. He grabbed my arms to hold me from rolling off the bed. His eyes landed to the gleam of my necklace that reflected the light from the moon, his fingers carefully grazed it. “You know (Y/N), there is no ‘god’, there’s me. And right now who is going to protect you from me?” My lip quivered, my chest heaved as I let out shaky breaths, I feel like I can’t breathe. “I’m always protected.” His grinned down at me before ripping the necklace from my neck in a swift movement, hanging it above me. “You might say you’re ‘protected’ but it’s more of, is he going to stop me.” I can’t answer, I just moved my head to the side ignoring him. He laughed at my antics. “Well that’s rude, you were so confident earlier.” He hung his arm at the edge of the bed before letting my necklace drop to the floor with a little sound as it hit the hard wood.

He clipped the chain to the wooden headboard of the bed that kept me chained up, he then made his way down my body to my skirt and smelling it, pushing himself further into me. “God I love the smell of pure innocence, you smell so fucking good.” He shimmied my skirt to my hips before kissing my legs, I mumbled prayers with my eyes closed as he did so which made him laugh lightly and shake his head in disapproval. I then could feel something like a wet slug dampening my leg and move closer to my privates. I peaked down to see a long grey tongue lick up my leg as he stared at my face. Oh my goodness where did that come from.

He could sense my satisfaction and curiosity, “do you want to know what I can do” I feel warmth down below which causes me to squeeze my legs together, his eyes dart from my legs and my face for my reaction, “I’ll take that as a yes,” he grabs my legs lifting them to his shoulder before he settles himself between my legs he licked up as down my panties before moving them aside with his finger and prodding at me with his tongue, even going as far to slip it inside me slightly, I can feel my heart race. This is such a new feeling, I didn’t know I could feel like this before. I pushed myself up to face him. “No you can’t it’s a sin you can only make love to someone,” he looked up at me and smiled, “you want me to make love to you?” He crawled up to hang over me his hands placed themselves next to my head. I nodded, I can’t speak, no words will form. I never realised how beautiful he was until now, how couldn’t I have noticed before, I blushed. He clicked the lock off before moving his hands to hold mine, “I’m gonna show you why sex is a sin, it’s because it’s too powerful and makes you go a little cock crazy,” he moved to kiss my neck which made me tingle in response, my hips had a mind of their own and bucked themselves towards him.

“You want me that bad, beg me.” I can’t help but feel taken back at the request. “Please…” I mumbled, he laughed I response. “I mean, Beg for it, beg me to make love to you, as if your life depended on it. ” I can’t help as the words tumbled from my mouth, “please please please make love to me, show me what love can do, please love me-“ he cut me off with a kiss that felt bruising to my lips, my shirt was ripped open in an instant, his hands wondered all the way down my body, grabbing whatever he wanted. He scrunched my skirt up further to sit on my belly before moving himself back which broke the kiss, ripping my underwear down. He slipped them into his pocket before latching himself back to me in mere seconds.

I can feel his fingers rub my mound and pressed his finger inside slowly which made me more and more feel wet down there, scraping a certain part inside me which made my toes curl in response and sending jolts through my body. “god your so fucking sexy, who knew a bible basher would secretly be a little whore, your so wet for me baby” I can’t stop the moans that he tore from me before he stopped and pressed down hard at my clit, “are you gonna make me feel good too?” He looked at me through heavy lidded eyes, I could hear his belt buckle as he undone his trousers “I can try my best...” I whimpered, moving my hips trying to get friction from his fingers, he pressed a hand to my throat to steady himself before he rubbed himself against my fold which warranted my legs to shake uncontrollably. “Say the words and I’ll make you feel so good baby,” I pulled myself up to wrap my arms around him to pull him back down with me, “please make love to me Isaac”.

That’s all it took before his slammed inside of me, the sudden intrusion brought a tear to my eye, the pain felt unbearable. My breath hitched, all the air had be knocked from my lungs. My bottom lip shook before he pressed his lips to them and kissing my tears from my cheeks away and even licking up my cheek to catch them. “I’m gonna move now so hold tight” he moved his head to cuddle into my neck, he started slow the pain slowly turned pleasurable, my moans filled the room which cause him to move faster. The only sound that could be heard was skin to skin and the moans that broke free from my throat. “You’re such a good girl and you’re all mine, I’m gonna take everything from you and i’m starting with your virginity.” He bit my neck growling before he pounded into me, his tip bruising my cervix. “It’s too much, please slow down-“ he stopped, pushing himself into me hard pinning me down, the pleasure was unbearable I feel like I’m going to lose my mind.

He moved back to take in the view, my hair sprawled out around me, my shirt ripped in half my bra on display, my skirt was rolled all the way up, giving him full view of me taking his cock all in. He whistled at the sight “you’re so fucking sexy,” he lifted my legs to his shoulder and stroked up and down my calf’s and left kisses on my ankles. He continued his brutal slamming and slowly pulling all the way out before ramming himself inside me as hard as he could, moans broke from his throat and his eyebrows furrowed. Something snapped in him making him when my feet locked round his nape, he lost all control as he grabbed my legs and pinned them to each side of my head and towered over me, “Isaac!! Wait NO” he pounded into me the pleasure was too much I couldn’t handle it, a sudden urge of needing to pee suddenly washed over me and a tight feeling in my stomach. “OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD PLEASE HELP” I screamed moans erupting from my throat, I couldn’t control myself I clawed at his arms and neck anything that I could get a hold on. His moans became louder too and he pressed himself further into me, “sorry I’m gonna cum inside, I’m not letting this opportunity pass” I was sweating profusely with tears rolling down my face uncontrollably, my hair stuck to my forehead, what’s cum? I couldn’t even think straight to even try think of what it could be. He grabbed my throat pressing me into the bed and groaned loudly, his legs slightly shaking as he did so, not long after I felt the release of me needing to be as I screamed. His thrusting slowed down as he tried to regain his breathing, I warm fluid make me feel boiling hot down there, it dripped on to the dead man’s bed staining the perfect white sheets.

“Same time tomorrow?” I sighed at his question, my shaky hands finding themselves to tangle themselves into my hair. “Your shaking,” he smiled to himself and kissed my cheek, I winced as he pressed hard against my cervix at the movement.

Isaac Night / Reader Fanfic

This is all I ever wanted for you, for both of us. (18+) (part12)

Isaac isn’t seen in this chapter but I wanted to get this chapter out the way to get to the good kush (that’s why I didn’t put a photo up of him) pls read other parts for context. I’m also writing another chapter today which won’t be as boring as this.

Past

I missed the rest of my classes that day and made my way to my dorm, hair dishevelled. The room was silent, almost too silent, the atmosphere in the dorm wasn’t as comfortable as it had been. The argument between me and Claudia still left tension in the dorm, the room was exactly like how I had left it. I wasn't sure if I wanted Claudia to be here or if the uncomfortable silence was a better option.

I changed into something comfortable and tucked myself into bed waiting for sleep to welcome me. A sudden slam of a door woke me up and hurried feet towards me and the sound of her bag dropping to the floor. “(Y/N)? Are you okay? I've been looking for you everywhere, every teacher asked where you had gone to and I didn't know what to say.” She stood in front of the foot of my bed, making her way around to where my head was laid, “What happened earlier? Did something happen to you?” She sat on the edge of the bed, her voice filled with worry. “(Y/N) you know you can talk to me, we might have bickered earlier but you can still talk to me if something is bothering you.” She rubbed where my arm was under the covers.

“Yeh, it’s just been a lot today. I’m not sure where to place myself” I mumbled as I cuddled my cover closer, anything for some sort of comfort. She sighed through her nose, “I apologise for earlier, I care about you and I just… I don't really like him. You're old enough to make your own decisions and maybe that's something I need to realise, whatever you go ahead with I'll always stand behind you okay?” She laid herself beside me and wrapped an arm around me, hanging her shoes off the bed. “I’m sorry Claudia, it’s my fault I know you're just looking out for me.” She smiled, she laughed lightly “Let's just put it under wraps and forget about it.” I couldn't help but smile back sitting myself up.

“Well, something big happened when I went to see him today” she then sat up herself, her eyebrows raised “What happened?” We sat up straight like school girls about to tell each other a ghost story, our legs crossed. “Well I went up there and he was working on some kind of machine and I kind of put it on him? And it drastically went from flirting to like doing it-” she cut me off putting her hands up. She puts her hands in a prayer motion breathing in and out dramatically, “You had sex with him?” I nodded my head frantically, I could feel myself grow nervous. She looked at me, her face showing no emotion. Was she angry? Was she sad? I could not tell.

“I cant believe you had sex or my gosh where did this confidence come from? You're like the most frigid person I know! Well I would've preferred anyone but him but oh my! How was it?” She grabbed my arm’s screeching , pulling me forwards and backwards. “I don’t know it just happened, I’m not sure how I even feel after it just happened so quickly.” She smiled at me with a grin that showed all her teeth. “How about we go to Jericho and go to the new cafe that has just opened, and then we can go over your little sexy sexy time” she moved her shoulders in a dance motion. It felt good and a sort of relief that she wasn’t disappointed.

After we had been to the cafe we ended up shopping and looking at outfits, which there wasn’t anything really that we liked, Jericho was the only village closest to the school so that's the only place we could have looked around. But anyways, as months went on mine and Isaac’s relationship had really progressed, in secret that is. We had secret meetings at the back of the library and in empty classrooms, we couldn’t keep our paws off one another. Then there would be notes in my bag of facts about things or hobbies I was interested in at that time. There would be gifts on the floor of my dorm room door, it would consist of a single rose with a ribbon around it picked freshly from the school’s garden or something he would make from his lab and gift it in a box. One time he made me a metal rose that stood proudly on my vanity in my dorm room. It felt perfect and I felt overwhelmed by the big secret I held. My group of ‘friends’ at the time would gather around me and ask me about my “secret admirer” as my face gleamed, buzzing with curiosity or some that felt jealous, I felt on top of the world.

But it wasn’t that perfect in reality now I realised as I got older, when he would see me talk to another boy he would question me and pinch my arms or legs to see if I would break and to catch me ‘lying’ it would never leave a drastic mark or cause question. Or if I had a project with a male classmate he would hide my then year's notes deeming me to fail the whole class giving me a failed grade as it was completed, which warranted endless phone calls from my parents “‘Why have you all of a sudden started failing your classes?’ ‘Do you know how much we pay for you to be able to go far and get a degree so you're not relying on us for the rest of your life, does it mean nothing to you?’ ‘Is there maybe a type of boy involved that you're putting effort into instead, how trivial of you!?’ ‘No one wants to marry a woman with no qualifications so you need to do better (Y/N).’” I would mumble a ‘yes’ and ‘no there’s no one stopping me’ and a ‘yes father, yes mother’ here and there. Claudia noticed the rapid change in my grades and she couldn’t help but silently worry.

One day something had changed, Isaac looked weak and started to avoid me, he looked terrible. He hasn’t even brushed or styled his hair and he would mutter to himself, it came from nowhere. Teachers said he took a sick week when he had disappeared from classes. I hadn't seen him for almost over a week until something stopped me from thinking about him completely.

A student was found dead around 10 miles from the school after apparently being missing after he took a bus to Jericho and hadn’t returned.

Isaac Night / Reader Fanfic

This is all I ever wanted for you, for both of us. (18+) (part11)

Present

“We had slept together that day, it was one of my worst mistakes.”

“How did it make you feel Miss (L/N)?”

“Disgusting, I felt like a whore. I cried myself to sleep that night until I was dehydrated and passed out. What a silly girl I was.” I shook my head.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself Miss (L/N), people make mistakes. Would you like to change the subject for now? It seems like a tough subject for you.”

“Mistakes are like taking the wrong bus or accidentally stepping on someone's new shoes, not sleeping with a psychopath and yes please I’m getting a headache at the thought of that asswipe.”

She giggled to herself. “What does an ability that stops you from aging affect in your daily life?”

“Well my birth certificate is completely useless, I’ve been taken to the police station an odd few times, they laughed while reading it, I had to take blood samples once! It's a ridiculous ability I wouldn't wish upon anybody. I don’t know why he gave me something so stupid, If I could choose it would be invisibility or something like that”

“Is it not something that could be quite pleasant?”

“Definately not, you can feel your body rot and deteriorate without a single thing that you could do about it, like benjamin button I guess I could relate with, my legs are purple, bruised must be old age, imagine that, looking 20 and shaking like a pensioner unable to walk.”

“I guess your right, I-”

Her phone rang. “Sorry, can I just be excused for a moment.” I waved her off, picking up my tea to have a sip. “Talia, are you there?” A panicked voice on the other line, “Yes I'm just interviewing (Y/N) (L/N), I finally got an interview with her after months of begging. Her story is so tragic, Lewis.” She whispered against the phone, checking back to see if I was listening. “You need to go home, there's a zombie murdering people and eating them. It just started an hour ago and it's all over the news. Please go home and just call it a night, you can’t be driving home it’s too late-” The line cut off suddenly, the lights flickered. “Oh no the electricity is tripping again, maybe it's time you go home Talia.” I stood up and wiped my skirt. “Yeh maybe erm, Is tomorrow at 4:00 okay?” She seemed to hurriedly pack her stuff into her bag with a cold sweat on her face. I placed my tea on the table. “Yes that's fine, I think I’m about to head to bed soon, speaking of my past really wears me out.” She looked at me, her eyes full of worry. “Have you heard the news? Miss (L/N)?” She asked me shakily. “No, I don't bother with the news because it causes unnecessary stress, could say it causes me wrinkles.” I laughed to myself. She laughed along with me feeling the comfort of my joke, it made her feel a bit better. “They said there's a zombie on the loose, how eventful.” She laughed to herself, picking up her briefcase and turning to me. “A zombie? Have they found out who it is?” I clutched my necklace, a horrible feeling swept through my gut. “No they don’t have a clue yet, I was just told it started around an hour ago.” I couldn’t help the anxiety I felt. “Well please get home safe Talia.”

I opened the door and watched her walk to her car. Just making sure she got to it in case the zombie came out and ate her if I shut the door. I waved as her car drove down the road until the beams were out of sight. I sighed to myself walking to my little kitchen and leaned against the counter. ‘A zombie, what is going on with these youths? They get more and more weirder every generation.’ I shook my head sipping my cup, enjoying the warmth that cushioned my tongue. A crash shocked me causing me to gasp, making me step back. I spun to the window where the sound came from and watched a man crawl through, the glass crunching against his boots. I was frozen. Why can't I move? He wiped the glass from his pants and looked around till his eyes fixated on me. “Hey baby, I'm home.” He grinned at me, his teeth covered in black goo. His face is wrinkled with a green tint, his hair is frizzy and his eyes are hollow. He held his arms out like he was expecting a hug. ‘There’s no fucking way’ I buried him separate to his heart, did someone put it back? My cup slipped from my hands and smashed against the floor. He dropped his hands and stepped closer to me causing me to take a step back. “Now is that any way to welcome your husband" He poked out his bottom lip. “Why couldn't you just stay dead, you prick.” I grabbed the fruit bowl from the kitchen counter and launched it towards his head catching him off guard for a moment which caused him to put his arms up to his face as I sprinted towards my bedroom.

He wasn't far behind, his muddy boots trampled on my new cream carpet. He stumbled into the walls at the turn in the hall, knocking my pictures down causing them to smash onto the floor. I slammed the door behind me, locking it with the little lock placed under the handle. He knocked against the door lightly, “Look (Y/N) I'm sorry about everything that went down. I know now you were just scared.” He sighed “If you open the door now we can forget this ever happened and we can go back to before this all happened, we can fuck and make up how about that? And I'll forgive you for murdering me if you blow me, okay?” I was silently stepping away from the door slowly. ‘how is this even possible he's been dead for 44 years.’ His knocking became more rapid which made me jump, “You’ve got 10 seconds to open up until I finally lose my shit.” There was nothing for a brief moment. He started counting down from 10 every number earning a hard fist against the door at each number “5,4.. Fuck it” He used his full body weight to try to knock the door down. I ran to my phone beside my bedside table dialing 911 as fast as I could. The door started caving in, a hole in the middle. He peeped his eye in looking for me till his eye landed on me. “You stupid fucking bitch, I gave you everything you wanted and you fucking killed me you ungrateful bitch. I’m gonna show you exactly what real pain feels like, worse than whatever I gave you before, worse than the electric shock therapy, worse than when I killed your fucking family. I’ll fucking kill you.” He gritted his teeth, his voice shaking in anger, he began working on breaking the door down. I could hear the woman on the receiving end repeating hello in my ear and if I needed help. I dropped the phone to the ground, realisation hit me. They won't even make it in time, I was dead from the moment he broke in, there was no way I was getting away from him. He continued breaking the hole in the door bigger, kicking at it with his heavy boots before it was just big enough for him to fit his arm through and to reach his arm to the lock. His arm moved out slowly, then there was complete silence for a moment. I didn't dare move.

Isaac Night / Reader Fanfic

This is all I ever wanted for you, for both of us. (18+) (part10) pt.2

Warnings - Heavy smut

“My turn.” My eyes snapped open, my belly flipped. Before I could say anything he was unbuckling his belt and undoing his fly, I could feel my mouth water and sickness gathering to my throat. I tried to swallow it and keep confident, He pulled himself out of his pants and my heartbeat was in my throat. It was long, very long, it was thick but not too thick, with veins running up it and the tip leaking with pre cum. My conscience finally spoke up ‘tell him to stop’. I couldn't speak, my bottom lip quivered, all I could do was push him away slightly by his hip. He looked up, noticing my expression, “It’ll be okay I prepped you, don’t be selfish now” he tapped my cheek with his hand before bringing it back down to stroke his pre cum up and down himself just to be sure it would slip in with no trouble, it didn't feel comforting at all. Once he was done he lined himself up to me and stroked himself up and down my lips lightly and pushed his tip inside and watched as I swallowed him, a breathy moan leaving his slightly opened mouth, his hair falling down his forehead as his eyebrows furrowed. I held my hand out to touch his face, “Wai-” He pushed himself in, and it was hard, I yelped. All I could do was breathe gripping the desk, my body pushed itself backwards away from him. “Ah ah ah, stop it” he caught my hips and grabbed my arms to wrap them around his neck as he pushed me into the wall and further inside me, I was trapped. I dug my nails into his nape which set him off to start pounding into me. I stuffed my head into his neck, my arms wrapping around his shoulders, I felt like I was going to fall. He held me with a bruising grip on my hips as he continued to pound into me pushing himself further to bruise my cervix, he moaned into my ear and kissed the outside of it, even licking the cartilage. I moaned into his neck whispering his name trying to find comfort in him, my hand gripping the hair on his nape as his pubic hair grazed my clit sending shocks up my back making me press myself into him. “Oh my god, Isaac, It’s too much” he moved back to look at my face, slowing down to look at my face. Tears streamed down my cheeks, my lips and nose red, my hair tousled. He couldn't control himself. He groaned and smashed his lips against mine, smashing his hips harder against me speeding back up, his hand raised itself from my hip to grab my neck giving it a tight squeeze. My grip released his shoulder to hold his wrists hoping he would loosen his grip but it just tightened. I tried to choke out his name against his lips, my head dizzy from the lack of air. He then moved his hand to my jaw facing me, “Tell me you love me.” I couldn't get my words out fast enough, I stuttered. He slapped me across my cheek and grabbed my jaw again, “Tell me you love me, I want to hear you say it.” The shock sent electricity down my belly making me squeeze around him, “I love you” He squeezed my jaw pounding faster, I could feel every vein and bump scrape across my walls. “Again” he growled his jaw clenching, “I love you” He groaned, kissing me “we’re going to get married” he continued as he slammed into me then slowed his pace to drag himself up and down my walls savouring every tingle that made his thighs lightly shake, he slammed himself into me when he would push himself back inside making sure I felt everything for the next few days, “I’ll get us a house, far from here. I’ll take you every night as my beautiful wife.” I couldn't help but let out a cry, moaning at how fuzzy he made my head and my stomach. “You're stuck with me now, I’m not letting you go anywhere, your mine” He then sped up again, a slight sting from the friction was burning me as he slammed himself against me. He kissed me sloppily, he was about to cum, but before he did he grabbed between my jaw and neck staring into my eyes. His eyes scared me. “If you ever leave me I’ll find you then, i’ll fucking kill you.”

Isaac night / Reader Fanfic

This is all I ever wanted for you, for both of us. (18+) (part9) pt.1

Warnings- Heavy Smut, eating poosay

I stood outside the doors to the tower unsure if I should wait or step inside. I looked around looking for a sign of life. I had an hour and a half until my break had finished and my next lesson would start. I decided to knock, I didn't know if he could hear it but it was better than standing outside the door all break. The door budged open, I could hear drilling and other sounds that I couldn't make out. I walked in noticing stairs and I began ascending up them until I noticed I had a very long way to go to reach the top, the spiral effect making me feel nauseous.

Once I made it to the top in a huff having to drag my legs up the last step, I felt like I could have collapsed then and there. It had taken me approximately 10 minutes to make it up the wooden steps gripping on the railing. I had noticed metal ladders in front of me with a trap door above me hinged open. It was like he expected me to come at that specific time during the day.

I crawled up and patted my skirt as I stood up just in case my uniform had gotten dirty as I still had classes that day. The sound of a saw caught my attention, he played ‘Lacrimosa’ by Mozart. He had an odd choice in music, he loved classical music. It got louder as I walked around silently looking for any form of life, that being Isaac. “Isaac.” I repeated, trying my hardest to shout over the 2 sounds. I finally found him, he wore goggles that protected his eyes and thick rubber gloves that protected his hands from the sparks. He was hunched over on the floor, a massive metal machine in front of him, I couldn't figure out what it may have been, he was completely unaware I was behind him. “Isaac!” i shouted, he couldn't hear me over the loud sounds. “ISAAC!” I practically screamed, That made him jump making him whip his head towards me, his mouth hung open. “What are you doing?” I questioned walking towards him, ducking at hooked chains that hung down from the ceiling. I stopped to stand above him, it made me feel powerful. It also gave him the perfect view to look under my skirt. He looked up at me still on his knees in awe, behind his goggles he was admiring my body, he raked his eyes up and down my form taking a mental picture of every single curve. “I was just finishing something I've been working on for the past couple of months.” He set the saw down on the table and stood up himself, now it was his turn to tower over me. His arm reached behind him to turn the music down until it was completely silent.

He looked like the typical mad scientist, his hair was frizzy, it was from all the electrical gadgets he had been using. He had black spread along his cheeks like had just been to war, the same soot stained his sleeves and his gloves, he wore a white typical scientist shirt untucked from his pants, he looked like he did at the library except the sleeves were rolled down to keep his arms clean, I couldn't tell if the soot was also staining his trousers since they were already black, they did however have bits of white bobbly bits stuck to them probably from the scrap metal he was just currently working on. He lifted the goggles from his face smiling down at me “Sorry I got too interested in my work” he laughed to himself inspecting the goggles in his hand then looking back at me, his smile faltered when he saw my face was serious, "what's wrong with you? Are you having a bad day?” He set the goggles on the desk along with removing his gloves and putting his hands on his hips like he was about to tell me off. “Yes,” I murmured. I looked down, holding my hands behind my back twirling the tip of my shoe behind me against the ground. “Well it has been quite eventful, you can sit in here if you would like.” He moved his hand to hold my arm giving me a comforting smile, I finally looked up at him. “You know something else would make me feel better” I smiled up at him innocently, I planted both my feet to the ground. “Yeh? What could that be (Y/N)?” He cocked his head to the side smiling down at me. I moved to his side to turn the radio up, unknown jazz music played on the radio, as I turned it up slightly. His eyebrow raised trying to read my actions, his eyes following my every move. “Ive seen that you're a great teacher.” I ran my fingers across the desk looking up at him, “Huh, where did you see that?” he licked his top tooth propping himself against the table. “Just from what I've witnessed” I shrugged my shoulders, tilting my head. I let my eyes graze his form being brazen. ‘I’ll prove to Claudia that I can handle myself’ I thought to myself. What a dumb idea. He caught on fast enough, “And what do you want to learn? My prized student.” a sadistic grin across his face, as he moved to trap me between him and the table. “Everything you know,” I moved to slowly unbutton my shirt “about human anatomy” I removed my blazer dropping it to the floor. I could see the hunger in his eyes as he watched me drop my shirt to meet my blazer on the cold wooden floor, “I would say it's something I specialize in, I can help you” his hands moved to my hips pressing them to the table. He moved his face closer, pressing his forehead to mine. He looked deeply into my eyes and a smile broke on his face but it vanished just as quickly as it appeared, his eyes glazed over with lust. There would be no way to get him out of this mood now “Take your skirt off, along with your tights. I need to do a full body exam” he stepped back to give me room, my heart skipped a beat, I could feel my confidence dropping rapidly. ‘Maybe this was a bad idea.’ My brain told me, my heart was still saying otherwise.

I pulled down the zip at the side of my skirt, his eyes followed as it dropped to the ground before his eyes snapped back up to look at my face. I leaned down slightly, never breaking eye contact as I unclipped the suspenders that held my tights up and let them drop to my ankles and placing myself back up to lean against his desk, he kneeled down in front of me dropping to his knees. He unstrapped my shoes while stroking my leg with his other hand and placed them to the side. He slipped my tights off my ankles and peppered kisses from my feet up to my thighs. My hand dropped to hold his head, my fingers getting lost in his curls, my breath hitched. He looked up for my reaction. He was pleased with himself and picked me up by my hips to sit me on his desk, my cheeks half on the desk and half held in the air by him. He moved closer to my underwear, I could feel his breath fan my mound before licking the outside of my panties. He then pulled down my underwear just enough to hang on to my ankle like a trophy. He continued to kiss my thighs and grazed his teeth along the skin, his head moved closer to my vulva pampering kisses, until he pushed his head between my legs kissing my hot slit. My breath jumped a little gasp leaving me at the sudden contact. I'd never even touched myself down there let alone a man so this was a new feeling to me. He began licking and sucking my clit, his tongue prodding inside my hole like a starved man, “God you taste so fucking good.” he grumbled against me, the sudden vibration making me moan louder, he enjoyed that. My legs shook, tightening themselves around his head, my hands pulling at his hair as my head flung back my breathing rugged and getting caught in my throat, the tugging made him moan which made him vibrate against me more, I was a moaning mess I couldn't stop the noises from leaving my throat. “Something is happening, my belly feels tight.” My loud moan cut me off as he pressed his tongue harder against me, flicking it hard, “I feel like I'm gonna pee myself, stop Isaac” I tried to push his head away but he wouldn't give up, It just made him grab my hands and pin them to my sides. “Isaac, oh god, Isaac” my moans filled the room along with a squelching sound as he ate me like I was his last meal. My body violently shook as I cum around him, my legs trapping his head against me. My chest heaved, my bra strap had slipped down my arm and my panties were no longer on my ankles anymore, they took place beside my clothing on the floor. I felt like I was seeing stars and I was dizzy, my head flopping. I heard him get up but my eyes remained closed as I tried to steady my breathing. I felt him touch my hips holding me up

Isaac Night / Reader fanfic

This is all I ever wanted for you, for both of us. (18+) (part8)

I walked to my next class students huddling and whispering about me as I strolled to my first lesson, it was along the lines of

‘What kind of sex maniacs would do that in a public shower’ they would huddle together, loud enough for me to hear.

‘Poor (Y/N) who would want to see something so disgusting, she's so brave’ They would hold their hand on their heart like they cared and send a smile my way.

‘I heard the man was practically eating her alive!’. They would snarl,

‘Maybe it was Gomez and Morticia’ some would laugh, joking over the situation.

I didn’t care, I couldn't think of anything but the intimate moment me and Isaac had shared, pressing my fingers to my lips. I heard a shout behind me which pulled me out of my thoughts. “(Y/N)!” It was Claudia, “(Y/N) I've been shouting at you from all the way down the hall, what happened! No actually don't answer that, are you okay!?” she wrapped her arm around me while I hugged myself, worry across her face. “I’m fine I guess I just freaked out.” I looked down to my shoes trying to laugh, but it came out more forced than I anticipated. “(Y/N) what you went through was very traumatic, I heard the details from others. It’s okay for you to be confused and scared. If I had seen that too I would be frightened.” She stroked her hand down my arm. “To change the morbid subject, what happened with Isaac in the library did it go well?” she smiled, squeezing me slightly trying to lift the mood. I didn't want to let her know that we had shared a kiss just yet, she would have screamed the building down, she could have found out later in our shared dorm. “It went really well. We talked a lot and he helped me with my work, normal stuff.” she squealed excitedly “What else, any sort of touching or closeness, did the sexual tension turn sexual?” I looked at her eyes wide, she forgot about recent events. “Or we can save that for another day.” She smiled with her bottom teeth awkwardly, turning me into the classroom with rushed steps, her school shoes clicking against the marble.

The lesson wasn't so bad, English was my favourite and it actually calmed me down, it would take my mind off things and the subjects they taught would distract me. I noticed students would turn to look at me whispering, some with concern and a little wave, it confused me. It felt like I was the star of a serial killer movie and survived the brink of death the way they had acted, well it was typically rare for an incident to occur in Nevermore so it made its rounds instantly. The class continued, we had a practice test, silence was needed. As I looked through my notes, my heart warmed at Isaac’s handwriting. It was neat and cursive, like a doctor's note kind of handwriting, written with an expensive quail feather.

A little folded piece of paper dropped onto my book which caused me to pause my work to raise my head. I placed my feather pen on the table. I looked around the classroom for who could have left me the note, everyone was too engrossed in their work head down and hunched over their books, the room was silent. That's when I turned behind me towards the classroom door and a glimpse of a shadow hid behind the wall. I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. I looked back to the note, picking it up slowly stroking it with my fingers before opening the soft folded paper. It read ‘Please meet me at Iago Tower when you are available. I.N.’ I could feel my heart skip a beat that he had sought me out, and somewhere private at that. His very own private sanctuary, somewhere where he called the shots. For the rest of the lesson I dreamed about our future wedding and the children we would make together. 2 children, 1 boy and 1 girl, 5 children at a push. But if he wanted it that’s what I would give him, anything he asked for. What a stupid girl I was.

Me and Claudia had decided to spend our break in our dorm, away from the stares and whispers as it did get a bit much. “Whenever you are ready to talk to me (Y/N) i’ll be here to listen, you really scared me this morning.” She looked at me, her eyes were filled with pity where she sat on her bed across from where I was seated. “I’m okay honestly.” She looked down kicking her feet like there was something she wanted to express but it wasn't exactly the right time to do so. “What's wrong Claudia?” I walked to sit beside her on her duvet. She played with her hands not daring to make eye contact, “Look I didn’t want to bring it up just in case it was a triggering subject.” She exhaled out her mouth. “How did you even end up with the keys to the showers? You can tell me.” I felt my body visibly tense and she noticed it too. I scratched my nail cuticles not sure how to answer or if I wanted to even tattle on Isaac, what if he got in trouble. I breathed through my nose, a shaky breath. “Isaac gave them to me, I couldn’t sleep so I decided to take a shower.” She pulled a face almost like disgust, her eyebrows furrowing, “So it was clearly Isaac in the showers?” I looked up at her like she was crazy, I could feel myself getting slightly annoyed, “No? he couldn't because I had his keys Claudia.” I spoke almost mockingly. “What if he had spare keys? What if he wanted you to see? (Y/N) can you not see what's going on? All this has only happened since you met him.” Her voice got louder. I rolled my eyes in response.

Isaac Night / Reader Fanfic

This is all I ever wanted for you, for both of us. (18+) (Part7)

Warnings - light smut

I sat in the cold oak wooden chair in the Headmasters office with the radio playing in the background ‘Stand By Me’ by Ben E. King making the office sound not so lonely, they mustve been playing throwbacks that day, my face as white as a ghost, I thought ‘What the fuck did I just witness’ my heart had just finally settled. I thought I could’ve had a heart attack at any moment. They said I had a panic attack, what an excuse. I thought to myself ‘maybe I was wrong and I'm just being dramatic’ but I snapped that suggestion out of my head quickly. Anyone would've panicked if they had been in my position. The Headmaster had entered the room again. He told the police it was just a false alarm and nothing to worry and that it was just students messing around, a prank he said. He was such a pushover. He sped walk past me to stand behind his desk, his hands crossed trying to be authoritative, he just wasn't like that. The naughtiest students could push him to breaking point and he wouldn't even budge, he craved to be liked. Disappointment wore on his face. “Now (Y/N), why are you contacting the police over students engaging in…” he sat back in his chair in hands cupping a circular shape, it was like he didn't have the words to say what had happened without embarrassing himself or making himself look a fool, he continued on anyway “engaging in sexual activity?!” I looked up at him finding the statement utterly ridiculous, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. Who would call the police on someone for having sex? No one, apparently I would. “Sir you don't understand they weren't just doing the…the deed.” my face grimaced over having to explain what happened while they had sex in a lot of detail, and the blood that painted the shower. He settled his oversized glasses on his desk and rubbed his eyes, tired of this conversation, it was only 7:00 in the morning and what an incident it was to start the day with. “Enough! Jesus lord himself, (Y/N) this is a school where people are not typically like normal humans, please at least take that into consideration” my face shocked as he slammed his fist down onto the table, the whole room shook. He sighed at his outburst, he tried his hardest to stay neutral in situations. “Look this is not something I even want to have a conversion about with a student, there also wasn't anything to support your evidence, please just let it go. You're one of my best students, I've never heard a peep from you until this incident, can we please keep it that way or I will have to get in contact with you parents.” I sunk into the chair. How could there be no evidence? “Theres something else we need to tackle about the incident that's very important” I sat up slightly, had they caught the monster? My chest welled up, leaning slightly towards his desk. “How did you have the keys to get in to the showers in the first place? You know there’s a curfew until 6:30am no student should be in there without a teacher present, we try to keep you students as safe as humanly possible, you all make it hard to do so when students don’t want to follow simple instruction’s” my shoulders slumped. I didn't want to tattle on Isaac, what if he never spoke to me again? I don’t want him to get into trouble. “I found them on the floor in a classroom,” I mumbled. His eyebrow raised. I'm unsure how I thought he would even believe that. He stroked his grey beard unknown of what to say. He sighed loudly through his nose his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’ll let this go this one time, I know you don't mean any harm, it's a trivial situation. But if I hear another incident I will have to report it to your parents, do you understand (Y/N)?” I mumbled a yes and thanked him before turning to leave, my feet dragging across the hall.

I was hiding beside the rose bushes in the school's pride and joy before even Claudia could interrogate me on the matter. The garden, also my favourite place to smoke where I can get a moment of peace. The gardening club really did take care of the flowers out there. It was beautiful, there was even a little pond with a mini bridge to stand over. The pond is homed to koi fish and rare species that I hadn't heard of before. I heard someone step in front of me with their shoes crunching against the gravel “(Y/N)?”

I recognised the voice, my head lifted from in between my knees, my arms wrapped around myself hoping for some sort of comfort. It was Isaac. He seated himself beside me looking at me like he was trying to read my reaction if it was okay for him to do so. “I heard about what happened” he trailed off. “I just wanted to see if you’re okay, it must've been hard. I believe you.” My head whipped to him “You believe me?” i thought, ‘Maybe he could've helped me prove it was true, he's smart.’ I, on the other hand, definitely wasn’t. “Of course I do, what reason do you have to lie?” I smiled at him. “Thank you isaac” I smiled to myself turning away from him to pick the grass in front of me. There was silence between us before he spoke up once again.

“What made you freak out about a couple having sex then” he laughed to himself at the thought. My face burned red “It wasn't the sex that made me scared, it's the fact they were covered in blood, she was basically being eaten alive by him too.” I could have thrown up at the thought as I explained it to him in detail. His eyes turned to me, his face full of lust or even hunger as I spoke, relaying his late night activity, it wasn't something I would've noticed anyway. “Have you even kissed a boy?” I turned to look at him in embarrassment at the sudden question. “Of course I have!” my voice was high, he could definitely tell I was lying. “Well, why would you be scared over some typical rough sex?” he looked at me, a glint in his eye trying to push to see where my boundaries lay. “That is definitely not just sex, if that's what sex is I'd rather miss out.” I pulled a face of disgust. Oh how wrong I was, he was a different man when it came to sex, he was amazing. He knew every single way around a woman's body, like it was something he researched heavily. I gasped loudly, “Have you even seen Carmen around, is she okay?” I basically jumped from where I was seated. He looked at me like I bore 3 heads. “(Y/N), Carmen flew to study abroad 2 weeks ago? Are you sure you're okay?” he laughed at me, placing a hand on my forehead as if to take my temperature. “No, I saw her Isaac. I'm not stupid she was having sex with a monster, it was disgusting.” I felt angry at the fact he was laughing in my face. He put his hand up in a surrender motion. He didn’t like that I would call him a monster, he thought he could change my mind on that.

He then hummed to himself, “You know, you wouldn't be saying that if you had actually had sex (Y/N).” I looked at him curiously while he had a smile stretched across his face, he was teasing me. He wondered how far he could push me until I gave in. “Have you had sex?” I questioned my eyebrows furrowed, I never thought of him from our first meeting to have had sex. “Of course I have, I think you're the only one who hasn’t if I’m being honest” he looked at me a stupid grin on his face. “That is so untrue!” I slapped his arm, “Uh Huh” he licked the inside of his cheek like he was trying to hold back. “Whatever you say.” I felt a twang of confidence like I had to prove myself to him, he was a challenging me and I fell right into his trap. we stared forward for a short amount of time enjoying the scenery.

We looked back at each other's eyes, scanning one another's face. I felt him move hair away from my face ever so softly. I batted my eyelashes towards him, staring into his soul, trying to find anything that could’ve shown me the real him. He leaned closer and my eyes automatically closed at the sudden flutter of his breath tickling my face as he leaned closer, he placed his lips on mine so delicately like I could break if he was just a little bit rough. That was my first kiss, and he just stole it from me, he stole everything from me. It was like we moved in perfect sync against each other, our breathing getting more and more louder each second. I could feel him rub my legs and get higher and higher towards the inside of my thighs, his cold ring kissing my skin, he got closer and closer to my underwear. One hand holding himself above me as I held him with a tight grip on his shoulder trying to keep myself balanced by his blazer. I tangled my hand onto his hair dragging my nails down his scalp, I tugged slightly from the intensity of the kiss which brought a groan from him, vibrating from his throat to my lips, in response he put a hand to my throat lightly squeezing, not enough to hurt me but enough to make me tingle in my underwear. Then he bit down on my bottom lip, hard. I could feel his finger ghost my underwear, lightly rubbing my fold and through the soft material pushing on my clit. I could feel how he had to restrain himself the way his arms shook while touching me. A metallic taste had filled my taste buds as I felt him suck my bottom lip, tugging it between his teeth and licking the inside of my mouth with his warm tongue. I couldn't help the moans that would erupt from me. He breathed them in, enjoying the sounds. It was better than music he would say, he would rather listen to me moan or cry than listen to the radio. It didn't have to be a cry of pleasure either.

Isaac Night / Reader Fanfic

This is all I ever wanted for you, for both of us. (18+) (Part6)

Warnings - smut, gore

I opened my eyes with a burn in my chest and a pit in my stomach. I couldn't place why, how peculiar it was to me. I looked over to see Claudia’s sleeping frame, My eyes flickered over to my alarm clock that read 4:00AM. I dragged my legs off the bed, my feet welcomed the cold floor boards with this drastic weather change. I changed from my night gown into something presentable to take a shower in. I mooched down the cold empty corridors, something gnawed in my chest to turn around and just go back to bed where it was warm and safe.I was mistaking fear with pure excitement from yesterday with Isaac and that was what I told myself was the reason why my chest felt so tight. I’d never felt like this before, About a boy or even in fear.

I made it to the showers, opening the singular door to the showers with the keys Isaac had entrusted me with, my toothbrush and toothpaste in hand. The Male and Female showers were just a wall apart, turning left for the females and right for the males which you could tell apart by these little silver metal characters screwed into the walls, one equipped with a dress and one with a cut out bow tie. I walked to my locker which was equipped with a spare clean uniform and towels. The water kissed my face comfortingly, it protected me from the early morning’s cold air nipping at my skin. The water was scolding hot but just perfect for me. It enveloped my body like it was a blanket steam attached to my skin. Then I heard a murmur and noises from the other side of the wall which made me spin around and stare at the cream tiles across the wall, In the middle of it was an old marble design striped across every single shower wall. Curiosity got the best of me as I walked over to the other wall and put my ear against it, it sounded like someone was out of breath maybe? 2 people out of breath, their breathing out of sync. I could hardly tell the noise but something pulled at my stomach, it was dread and anxiety telling me to leave. I grabbed one of my towels and wrapped it around me to cover myself but it didn't cover much, it also rose above my bum cheeks they practically hung out the bottom leaving nothing to the imagination, it was actually my hair towel, I had grabbed it without realising, i was too intrigued by the noise to think too much into it. My nipple was on display the cold air nipping it as I attempted to cover myself with my arm and stalked towards the sound, I had doubted I would've even seen anyone. Maybe it was just my mind playing tricks on me, I wish it was. The sound was coming from the men's locker room. Who could’ve possibly been up at this time I thought, I tiptoed inside the men's locker room running to the nearest lockers that would cover me and keep me remained unseen as I investigated. I peeped my head around for the source of the noise my hair stuck to my neck, I laughed to myself about how ridiculous this was, no one would be here at this time I thought back to myself, I jumped at the sudden noise and ducked my head down, pulling myself back into safety when I heard 2 loud moans and a crunch? The 1st moan sounded more like a cry. My heart was pounding in my chest, I was surprised the intruders couldn't hear or feel the vibrations of my heart. “Please, I want more.” I heard a whimper from the girl and a slapping noise followed, it was covered mostly by the sound of the shower. I gathered the courage to finally look again. What I witnessed will be something I will never forget for the rest of my life.

I finally looked around from where I stood my heart beating in my chest like it was about to break free from my chest. The airy moans filled the showers. There was a dark haired boy, hair very curly and tousled and a mess fingers gripped his scalp with red polish on her nails, his back was facing me. He was around 6 ft tall, maybe a few inches taller than that if I can remember correctly. He seemed to have very old scars spread across his back, he was naked of course. There was a girl lifted to the wall by him, her legs wrapped around his waist, toes curled with red nail polish on her toe nails to match her hands. She sounded like she was crying but she was also enjoying herself? They were having sex I realised, I felt heat rise to my cheeks watching his hips thrust upwards grunting. How stupid of me it was just two students having sex, or so I thought it was just that. I could hear him pant, his hot breath blowing smoke from the heat they were emitting in this freezing cold room from gripping each other like their life depended on it, his head falling backwards emitting a groan in delight and he dragged himself in and out through her walls at a hard pace, his hips rocked into her making her bounce, he gripped on to her with a tight grip, his nails digging into her ass cheeks with her legs sprung on his shoulders, his back was toned along with his arms that tensed while he held her up, his veins very visible along his arms. I was about to turn around and head back to finish my shower, mentally face palming at my foolishness when I noticed she was covered in blood, I had to do a double take. Did my eyes deceive me? Her hands clawed up his back creating new wounds as he hissed, I noticed then a chunk was missing from her left shoulder as he lifted her higher her legs slipping from his shoulders resting on his arms instead, His mouth latched itself to her neck the opposite side. I could hear a sort of crack as he did so pushing her into the wall more as he fed on her, she finally removed her grip from his back holding her hands up her bottom lip quivering, you wouldn't even know she was wearing red nail polish already. They were soaked in blood. It was like the shower was no match for the thickness of her blood; it clung to their bodies,They practically bathed in it and stained the floor like it was carpet beneath them.

I gasped loudly, stumbling backwards, slipping in the process straight onto my ass, which made his head whip towards me and dropped the girl on the floor in shock. She didn't even react, she practically bounced on the floor with how hard she slammed on it. She just reached towards him, clawing her nails down his thighs like she was besotted by him, her long dirty blonde hair hugged her body like it was shielding her, her blood had stained the bottom of her hair. I recognised her as Carmen from my biology lesson. We never got on. She was in a one-sided battle with herself when it came to me, trying to answer faster than me in class or going out her way to get better grades than me and rub it in my face, I always laughed in response, never retaliated. But that was all long gone. It didn't matter at that moment, I just needed to make it out safely before the psycho had got me too. My brain was screamed at me to stand up but my body wasn't reacting to the signals fast enough. I only then moved when I noticed him walking towards me, blood covering half his face and dripping onto his chest from his mouth, he made his way slowly to me hands up in surrender like he didn't know how to approach the situation, the smoke didn't make it easy to see and neither did the tears welling in my eyes to even figure out who it might have been, how did it even become so full of smoke suddenly in such a short amount of time, I could figure that out later, right at that moment I was in survival mode, nothing else mattered. I picked myself up holding my towel like it was the only thing protecting me from the monster. I ran out of the showers and ran in the direction to the girls dormitory, discarding all my items completely without bothering or thinking to even grab them. I looked back to see the monster standing in the hallway with a towel wrapped around his waist, he stared down the hallway watching me run unmoving, blood covering his torso like he was wearing a wife beater, he didn’t even bother to run after me.

Isaac stood still watching me run down the hallway, he was quite angry at himself that he was so careless and that I had walked in on him, he forgot he even gave me those keys, or did he? Maybe he forgot to take them off me. Well to his luck I hadn't actually noticed it was him specifically, he was slowly decaying and needed a meal to rejuvenate himself, his face was slightly wrinkled, cheek bones now a prominent feature on his face, a hint of green and blue tinting his skin unnaturally, eyebags on his normally clear face like he hadn't slept in a month, they were now his main feature along with slightly chapped lips. Carmen's blood basically disguised the gaping hole in his chest or he definitely would've been caught. He made a mental note to clean the blood off his heart when he finished or it might rust up and go a funky colour. He decided to take his anger out on Carmen and finish what he had started, slamming his fist on the wall, he grinded his teeth growling to himself in anger as he returned back into the showers, he crushed her head skull fragments dropping to the floor between his hands, her brain almost completely squished, he still ate it. He stormed down the hall to correct his own mistake after he cleaned up after himself.

Isaac Night / Reader Fanfic

This is all I ever wanted for you, for both of us. (18+) (Part5)

(Sorry this is a long one)

I arrived at 6:01. I faced the clock above the large double door, my face full of sweat and red kissed my cheeks, my chest heaving. God why do I skip P.E, maybe I should've stopped smoking behind the school and be active because I never wanted to run again in my life. I pushed one of the doors open and peeped inside. I tried to look for a candle or a light source that showed me a hint of where he was seated. As I made my way inside I tried to reach around but the moon was my only supporting light, it showed me very little In front of me I could only just make out shapes, it shone through the window touching the tables that were between overly large book shelves, desk lights switched off. The door suddenly slammed shut and I spun around to maybe see if there was a person here that could help me through the darkness. I was just about to give up thinking maybe he had tricked me or maybe he just wasn't even going to show up, I turned around sighing with the box cupped in hands like it was delicate. That’s when I looked forward to his chest taking over my whole vision. I screamed like I was about to be murdered and dropped the box with my hands shielding my face, “What the fuck is wrong with you!” I screeched, I pulled my hands down to look up and meet with his face when I realised it was him. He was holding a candle stick, the light illuminated most of his face, his eyes were visibly shocked, and his head moved back ever so slightly at my outburst like it had scared him too, he wasn’t in uniform. He had a button up white shirt that lightly rose up his neck. He was dressed very smart, he had a mysterious black substance or a powder on his sleeves that were rolled up so that I could see the veins on his arms. He had black trousers and an expensive belt that held his pants up along with a silver buckle that I couldn't quite catch the design of, His hair was more messy than how he had it during school hours. He looked relaxed

“Did you not see me walk up from your right?” he questioned. I looked to my right, I couldn't see a single thing. It was like the blackest paint ever had covered that side of the room or maybe even a curtain that was placed in front of me, it was as if I could touch the darkness itself with how close it was, how could I see him? It was nothing but pure darkness, that's what he wanted, for me to be lost through darkness and watch me helplessly try to find a way through without his guidance. I murmured a no, “Your late” he spoke sternly as he knelt to pick the box up himself, “By a minute” I mumbled and looked to my side, I noticed then that my bag was floating in the air behind him along with the candle stick he just had ahold of, I looked down to see his fingers raised, it was his right hand with the ring that graced it. His hand was strained, veins showing like ivy taking over an old cottage just not as drastic. There were at least 3 raised veins, visible to the naked eye. They sculpted his hands perfectly. He murmured “What's this, some kind of present?” he analysed it standing just merely inches from me, my face suddenly had redness spreading across my nose and just beneath my eyes, “Oh erm, I got you some sweets while we study, I wasn't sure which ones you would like so I got you a selection” I rambled trying to justify why I had bought them without sounding too childish or to even show a hint that I found him remotely attractive. That’s when I heard him laugh making me pause. It was a quiet laugh with a big smile across his face. “How kind of you” he turned the box inspecting it in his hand like it was something new to him. “And what a pretty box, did you pick it out yourself?” he questioned with a hum, I couldn't help but stutter “I think it was the box that comes with all the sweets” I did actually pick the box myself but he didn’t have to know that. He looks at me with a sort of side glance as if he could see right through my lie, “Hm well it’s a very pretty box must be a nice place to sell such expensive boxes, you've spoilt me” he smiled to himself then looking between me and the box, “Yeh” I replied with a fake laugh and walked past him to grab us a seat and so he couldn't see my pull a face eternally cringing at myself.

I could hear his footsteps following not far behind, until he stopped which caused me to stop myself and turn around. He looked at me his eyebrow raised as if I had something to say, I couldn't help but pull a face in confusion until I noticed my bag floating behind him, which made me internally face palm that I walked off without even grabbing my bag. “You know, I don't mind holding your bag but I have my hands full” He smirked and put the box up for me to see shaking it slightly, I sped towards him and snatched my bag holding it to my chest as if it had held my top most hidden secrets, I spun around on my heels pacing to the table I chose for us to sit at. It was accompanied by a stained glass window with the most beautiful patterns and a woman with a beautiful blue dress, her ginger hair gracing her shoulders with a crown above her head. His eyes looked at me with interest and a smirk that made him feel impressed that he can make me feel that nervous. It made him feel superior. It was like some sort of accomplishment to him, Or maybe a game I didn’t even know I was a part of.

We took our seats; he seated himself at the end of the table with me beside him, we pulled everything we had brought to the table which was not much for Isaac, it was just a pen and his notebook that he carried everywhere with him. I pulled out my science booklet and my notes that I normally just kept tucked in my book, “Let’s start off with basics, what are you struggling with here?” he spoke I shrugged my shoulders in reply. He grabbed my book from the table, leaning back and flipping through my notes and pages. “Your great at cells and physics your just not that great at atomic structure, the way your explaining things is too much, it's like you're dancing around the answers to make them seem longer when they really are just that simple, this is like stuff we would learn in our 1st and 2nd year and your doing so shit” He flicked through the pages with a smirk and a little laugh here and there, it made me feel embarrassed and childish. He finally looked up at me after reading me to filth and gave me a comforting smile resting his hand on my arm as I slumped, "I'm just joking with you, your work is better than anyone else Mr Orloff has asked me to ghost study with” his hand moved to pat my back, he's really bad at comforting people, it wasn't in him to be empathetic so you could never feel the effect of it was supposed to. “Well not everyone can be astonishing at science like you, and to even be able to hear an equation and be able to answer before they even finish giving you the question. You're a genius, I'd say my best subjects are history and English.” His heart felt a skip at the compliment, it felt different hearing it from me. I pulled out my English and history books for him to look at as he held his palm out. He seemed very surprised by the way his eyes widened slightly. “You're amazing at writing and you're good with detailing, the way you explain things you can basically see it in front of you.” He paused looking up from the paper, “What’s your favourite event in history seen as though this is your gifted subject?” He questioned, interested in my answer and set the book down, he crossed his legs and he leaned back slightly as if he was finally showing comfort from my presence. “I’m really interested in the Romanovs and even the French revolution, such a tragedy. What a horrible thing for both parties, well not the royals but for the children and the civilians and what they had to endure to have to even take it that far.” I was rambling when I hadn’t noticed he had gotten closer, leaning against the table. His eyebrows furrowed with concentration, I continued speaking with my voluble discussion not realising he had moved closer to appreciate the view in front of him. He was admiring my face as I spoke about my favourite subjects. He loved every movement and wrinkle my face had made as I explained in detail, he even memorised the single beauty mark on my nose. “Sorry I'm rambling on” I laughed anxiously, it felt like I was under a trial. He wanted to see how much I would open up to him. He leaned back ever so slightly. “You really are like a secret nerd aren't you?” He laughed at me but not in a mocking way, more like a flirting and teasing way. I couldn't help but feel nervous around him.

“You know you confuse me,” he said. It took me back, what could he have meant by that? I prided myself in being an open book. “I've seen you around, shockingly a lot. Especially when it was your first day. When you first attended you were completely different to the crowd you pride yourself in now.” he continued looking down, wiping invisible lint from his leg. “You were very quiet, a very shy girl. Then all of a sudden you were everywhere, and anywhere you go you’re loved by everyone, I saw you before anyone else did. I guess I take some sort of pride in that” I could feel my heart skip a beat, heat pooling in my stomach. I couldn't help but smile at him, who would've known he was always watching, who could've? He was practically a mystery. And I loved the thought of it. Well at that time I did, I thought I was the luckiest girl in the whole world.

We went through my notes and he corrected and shortened my notes, all while he would pick at the sweets I bought for him. He liked liquorice, black jacks and anything that was lemon, especially the lemon sherbets as he wasn't much of a fan of sweets. He then walked me to my dorm, hands grazing each other sending chills through my wrist, we walked along the silent corridors together mocking each other in hushed voices. “You know, boys aren't allowed in the girl dormitory?” I smirked, teasing him "That doesn't really apply to me or maybe we could keep it a secret.” he looked down mirroring my smile “Why are you able to walk freely during after hours, isn't there a curfew, will we not get into trouble?” He smiled to himself eyes forward, “Well, when you create most of the school's equipment so it's up to date since and it's practically impossible for anyone else to do so, you get a hall pass for bathroom breaks and even a shower in case I get dirty.” he brought his arms up for me to look at the muck that ruined his perfectly white shirt, light muscles under his sleeves “And you're with me for a study session so you're okay” he held up keys he swiped from his pocket with a red bow on the loop tied neatly , he plopped them into my hand, “What are these for?” I looked up at him, confusion filling my face curling the keys into my hand like they were precious. “The keys for everything” he didn't even bother to look for my reaction, confident he knew what my reaction was anyway “How are you even trusted with these, you're not a teacher” I teased, my elbow pushed him lightly, he let out a small laugh. “Because I'm not just any student, I have the highest grades and I’m the most trusted among the teachers” it was true, the teachers adored Isaac, they treated him like he wasn't even a student, he could’ve got away with murder if he wanted to. “I even have my own space up at Iago Tower," he pointed to the building across from us,my eyes following his finger. The clock glowed in the night, it was a beautiful sight. The moon hung over the clock like a perfect art piece. I looked at the tower in awe. “How is that even possible?” my mouth hung open, “Well like I said, I'm just a straight A student” he seemed very pleased with himself, a grin on his face as he spoke from behind me.

When we made it up the steps to my dorm room he stopped in front of my door. It was designed with a gold plaque, mine and Claudia’s names were engraved on it just beside the door. I hadn't realised we had made it because I was talking his head off about the latest gossip in our group, he listened with a smile never interrupting me once, I think that was the only time he ever let me talk that much. I stopped when I recognised the door. “Oh sorry” I giggled “Thank you for helping me study” I smiled at him “No problem, have a good night” his hands moved behind his back doing a mini bow, returning to the stairs. I was on the highest floor accompanied by Morticia Frump and Larissa Weems, there was a dorm free as no one wanted the spare room next to Morticia in fear they would be sullied into some sort of sex monster they grimaced to the teachers. Morticia was an odd girl, her and her partner Gomez addams practically grinded on each other in public, it was very frowned upon then. I mean it was the 60s public affection was kept to a minimum, those two had not a care in the world and I guess I envy that. Me and Claudia didn't mind the pair of them if I'm honest, Claudia was exactly like Morticia. She never judged her either and would actually defend her in a crowd, she thought it was quite entertaining to watch them fondle each other on the grass during P.E. Claudia wouldn't do her business or flaunt it in public like Morticia; she was too aware of the stares, she liked to keep up a certain image. Maybe when you're in love you don't care what other people may think of you, I wouldn't know personally, I've never been madly in love.