Iso Grifo GL Series I Custom 1967. - source Amazing Classic Cars.

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Iso Grifo GL Series I Custom 1967. - source Amazing Classic Cars.

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Hi! Can you do iso, chamber, tejo, reyna, sage jealousy headcanons?
A/n: I love some good old jealousy headcanons so here you go and hope you enjoy <3
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Bad timing
ISO x female reader
Your first attempt at intimacy that morning was interrupted by your own startled yelp when Iso seemed to materialize beside you in the kitchen. Even after all this time, his silent movements—a remnant of his assassin days—still caught you off guard. "You need to wear a bell," you muttered, but leaned into his touch as he pressed you against the counter, one earbud dangling loose as he closed the distance. The kiss had barely begun when footsteps echoed down the hall. Iso pulled back instantly, combat instincts making him hyper-aware of approaching personnel.
Seconds later, Raze bounded in, completely oblivious to what she'd interrupted. Later, you found him in the training range, one earbud in as always, his movements precise and lethal as he practiced with his barrier. The way he moved was mesmerizing—each step calculated, each action purposeful. When he finally noticed you watching, his usual focused expression softened slightly.
This time, you made it as far as his jacket hitting the floor before Brimstone's voice crackled over the intercom about an urgent briefing. Iso's jaw tightened. "Always something," he murmured, already reaching for his discarded jacket. The professional mask slipped back into place, though you caught the lingering frustration in his eyes. The afternoon found you in his quarters, music playing softly from his speakers—something with a rhythm that matched his heartbeat under your palms.
His kisses were focused, deliberate, like everything else he did. Then KAY/O needed backup for a security sweep. "Your timing," Iso said flatly to the robot, "is impeccable." Evening brought another attempt, this time in a supposedly empty section of the compound. Iso had actually scouted the area first—old habits die hard—and deemed it clear. His hands were just sliding under your shirt when— "Oh! Uh, sorry, wrong turn!" Jett's hasty retreat was followed by Iso's barely audible Chinese curse.
"I once eliminated an entire security team without being detected," he muttered against your neck, "but apparently finding privacy here is impossible." You couldn't help but laugh. "Maybe we need a better strategy." His eyes narrowed thoughtfully. "Perhaps." The solution, when it finally came, was characteristically Iso. He'd chosen his moment carefully, waiting until most agents were deployed on various missions. His barrier ability ensured absolute privacy, and he'd even set up a selective sound system that would mask any noise while still allowing him to hear potential threats—ever the professional, even in intimate moments.
"You really planned this out," you teased as he finally, finally got you alone. "Efficiency is important," he replied, though there was a hint of amusement in his voice. One earbud still hung from his collar, soft music barely audible. "And I don't like being interrupted." "Is that why you scouted the entire floor first?" "Old habits." His hands slid to your waist. "Useful ones, though." This time, when he kissed you, there were no interruptions. Just the steady rhythm of his chosen soundtrack, the warmth of his hands, and the rare, complete focus of a man who usually had to stay alert for threats now entirely devoted to you. Worth the wait, you decided, as his music drowned out everything else.
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