Kinktober Day 16: Sharing Occasionally [SCP 035 X F!Reader X SCP 049]
Warnings: Spit-roasting, praise,, oral sex MINORS DNI
AN: yeah.
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Your breath hitches when you feel SCP 049 touch your hips and pull you back harshly onto him. He groans softly, French beautifully spilling from his lips that you can't see. He feels incredible, thick and stretches you in just the right way.
From your front, the D-Class's body that 035 takes command of, grabs your face. His long, spindly fingers hook under your chin and he forces you to look up at him. His alabaster colored mask is turned into a grin and his eye-lights flicker with excitement. "Open up, love," he says as he watches you part your pretty lips for him.
You obediently swirl your tongue around his tip and feel your heart flutter in excitement when he moans in pleasure. Your eyes cutely look up at him while he pups into you from behind. Softly, you bounce back on 049, pussy squeezing him tightly to show him your pleasure.
"Such a good, good girl," 035 coos cutely. He revels in how your pretty tongue traces his veins, just the way he likes. No matter the host, he always has his specific preferences that make him happy, and luckily, you know him so so well. You smile sweetly and take him further into your mouth, moaning when 049 picks up the speed.
"Ouais," 049 mutters through a soft moan, "beautiful. Mon chaton," he purrs, almost chirping like a little bird with how pleased you handle and take him. He ruts his hips a little harder, mostly in time with 035.
"Ours," 035 teasingly corrects. "She's ours. Our perfect girl," he whispers as he kisses his palm and then presses it lovingly to the top of your head. It's an indirect kiss, something sweet, something to show that he feels very fondly for you. Love may not be the right word, but he does feel strongly for you.
You moan softly again as you suck at 035, letting both men play with your body as they see fit. A thick heat flushes over your face as they rut like animals in heat. You gush over 049's cock, pussy fluttering as you take him deeper and deeper. Your eyes futter shut and your eyes roll upwards as you hear their moans of pleasure.
You want them to spill down your throat and cum deep inside of you. You practically beg for it as you gaze into the purple lights that hover above you, your ass plopping back on 049's thighs quickly to show you desire to cum.
"What a spoiled brat," 049 teases as he presses feather like kisses down your spine, "a pretty little princess that deserves it. Hm?" He asks as he feels you bob against him and 035 harder. "Mmmm, we shan't make you wait any longer, should we?" He passes a glance towards 035 who's head is tipped back in pleasure. His tall host body shivers in excitement.
He grunts, "gonna cum down our princess's throat soon." He weaves his fingers into your hair and pulls just a bit before lovingly caressing the crown of your head. "Is that what you want, love?" He asks, his thick Greek accent sounding smoother than silk to you.
You moan and mewl around him, begging him further. You feel them pick up the pace, and your eyes roll up once more in deep pleasure. Ecstasy fills you completely.
"You're so adorable," 035 compliments as he forces his cock down your throat. "Taking me and him so well. Such a beautiful, beautiful girl."
"Our girl wants it this badly," 049 manages to moan, "who are we to deny her?"
I have this mental image of Reid and Valens escaping during Halloween or sumn. It’s just a dumb HC, but it’d be so funny cause Reid’s stressing about his appearance and boom, it’s Halloween and people are looking at them like “oh sick costume man” or “aww love the patient and doctor couples outfit”. They’re in the woods and someone finds them? Not a problem, they’re doin a spooky photo shoot. It’s just a funny thought, like they keep getting “cute couple costume” compliments and Valens doesn’t know whether to be insulted or not and Reid’s just relieved cause it’s not an issue…for the time being at least.
That is adorable, and you’re close! They aren’t going to run into any people, but they do escape in October
Hello! This isn't a valentines request but one i thought has good potential. Can I request 049 with a reader who is like Kenny from south park? Like basically whenever the reader dies there body disappears after a few hours and the next day the reader shows up as if nothing happened.
However if 049 cures the reader the reader just vanishes after awhile and then shows up later looking normal and not like a zombie. Now pestilence free and immune to the doctors touch.
I thought it could be an interesting concept. Thank you!
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~𝕾𝕮𝕻 049 x Kenny From South Park~
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I PUT IMMORTAL BC I THINK THAT BASICALLY MEANS THE READER IS IMMORTAL RIGHT??
Edit: yes I named it "SCP 049 x Kenny" because my friend encouraged it and it was a good idea. enjoy the cursed ship this puts in your mind
~Enjoy~
★★★★
𝕾𝕮𝕻 049
★★★★
~He's visibly confused when he turns around and you literally just DISAPPEARED like how did you walk away from him so quickly without him knowing, seeing it hearing it. He needs to check his hearing apparently
~But when you randomly appear back the next day, he's a bit frustrated and will try to "cure" you again
~BUT YOU DON'T FALL DEAD AT HIS FEET WHAT
~He thinks he did something amazing and calls it a magnificent breakthrough in his research and a new dawn for science
~Unfortunately for you this probably classifies you as an SCP because everyone thought you died but you're fine. Like how
~This strange situation encouraged him to continue trying to cure all of the pestilence, because now he thinks he has magic hands.
~He already thought he had magic hands but now he truly believes he can do anything
~Then he gets offended and angry when they still don't allow him to roam and continue his work. He cured someone isn't that enough proof >:(
~But, now he can touch you! And he's relieved that he can touch a living thing without it collapsing within seconds. He's not too big on clinginess or too much touch, but just the fact that he knows he can touch you safely if he wants to relieves him
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haha funi short 049 x reader because I was bored 🤩
You feel the creature's cold, deadly hands run up your stomach. He is on his knees in front of you, between your soft thighs- the monster breathes loudly, his hands trembling at your soft skin.
"I have not touched a living being in ages." 049 states, his voice shaking like he was witnessing something so breathtaking that it brought him to tears.
"Not one that stays alive, at least..." He adds in a hushed tone. The SCP's fingers quiver terribly as he reaches to the warmth of your chest. The doctor can feel your heart beating. He thinks it beats for him. Just for him. You are an angel sent for him to worship. The only thing that stays alive under his touch.
"You are....divine. Pure."
049 mumbles various compliments to you as he continues worshipping your body, his hand fitting itself gently around your throat to feel your pulse point, his other hand gripping your thigh to keep himself grounded. He is touching you all over. His hands never stop trembling- frightened that you'll fall dead to his touch at any moment.
He is terribly hungry for you. You are soft, you are untainted of the pestilence, you are not treating him as though he is a monster. He wishes you would touch him as gently as he is touching you. His angel. His pretty angel.
Hey :D
I was wondering if I could request some SCP 049 x reader (lemon ofc lmao), I have nothing specific in mind tbh. If that's too much to ask, it's fine no worries :]
"Doctor, Please Cure Me!~"
Fandom: Secure. Contain. Protect. (SCP)
Pairing: SCP-049 ("Plague Doctor") x D-Class!Reader
Rating: Lemon [🟡] (NSFW!)
Warnings/Mention Ofs: D-Class! Reader, D-Class x SCP, Human x SCP Relations, Post! Containment Breach, Aphrodisiac Injection, Slight Doctor x Patient Roleplay, Fingering, Slight Oral Fixation, SCP Nicknames Given, Praise, Orgasm, Open/Possibly Continue Ending
Word Count: 1,483 Words
Author's Note: Doc's probably slightly out of character for this one, but we'll see how it goes.
There happened to be one particular task that the member D-53100, or who had eventually became known throughout the facility to everyone as “(Y/N)”, had wanted to complete before deciding to call it a day and relax till someone else asked for their assistance. Yes, that had meant that (Y/N) would be traversing throughout the various halls and rooms where chaos reigned after the initial containment breach had happened, but to them in the end if it meant fulfilling that “people pleaser” aspect of themself, helping out the various other beings within the facility survive and eventually thrive, then that’s all that matter. For this particular reason it would be delivering supplies to SCP-049, or who (Y/N) simply addressed as “Doctor”, who was acting as the primary medic, who was actually tending to the wounds of individuals instead of “treating” them of this supposed Pestilence that he always went on about.
Despite that medical office that hadn’t been accessed yet was further into the facility, a part of the facility where (Y/N) wasn’t familiar with the layout quite yet, the initial journey there had gone quite peacefully. There was the quick, casual chat with “Larry” - (SCP-106) before he went back to chasing after some other unfortunate D-Class. Following that was quickly waving to “Poss” - (SCP-035) who was attempting to have a conversation with “Rept” - (SCP-682) who was spending their time munching down on some corpse that had been lying around. When it came down to actually retrieving the items that had been where things had become more difficult, having to fight against some Junior Researcher who was hoarding all the medical supplies, but ending up having some bright, fuchsia pink liquid injected into her arm. There’s not much time that passes before there’s the realization that it’s becoming quite warm, quite too warm for (Y/N)’s liking exactly. “D-Doc,” (Y/N) manages to call out for him as they manage to stumble into his quarters, letting the bag that contained the supplies slip from their grasp and fall onto the floor. “I-I think that there’s something wrong with me..”
“Hm, pupil dilation.. Increased heart rate, increased blood pressure.. Sensitivity to.. certain body parts along with erect nipples..” Even just briefly listening to the symptoms as they echoed throughout the makeshift examination room was somewhat embarrassing, but with the overwhelming feeling of just about everything it was becoming too much to focus on. “(Y/N), would you please describe this serum you were injected with, once again?” Proceeding to question (Y/N), despite having already asked the question some two or three times now, he began flipping through various notebooks of former staff that were currently more deceased than anything else. “I-It was.. U-um, pink?” There was a brief moment of silence as (Y/N) attempted to recall the memory, trying to remember if there was anything mentioned or any type of information that could have been around that would give insight to what they had been injected with. “Just some time after I started to feel really warm, but now I’m just.. A-aroused..”
“Ah, hah!~” There was seemingly a delighted tone within his words, Doc slamming the notebook closed that he had been pilfering through and turned around to face (Y/N), who had tossed aside any outerwear that they could without becoming bare naked in front of the doctor. “If my assumptions are correct, you were injected with what is known as an aphrodisiac! A substance that is used to increase sexual desire, sexual attraction, sexual pleasure, or sexual behavior!” (Y/N) could tell that the doctor was pleased with his discovery of what was wrong with them, yet as he continued to speak about the details of aphrodisiac, they couldn't help but realize that they’re staring at him. Taking in his appearance, mumbling out the small details of his outfit or the way that he presents himself. “S-So,” Interrupting the doctor from his speech, (Y/N) begins to ask questions on how to deal with the aphrodisiac, how to deal with this continuous cycle of.. Arousal. “Well, considering what exactly aphrodisiacs are used for, the most likely way of dealing with it is sexual interactions, mostly sexual intercourse.” Overall, that’s what (Y/N) assumed Doc was going to say, but still the words coming from him were enough to make (Y/N) blush. “W-Would you be able to help me, Doctor?”
Besides the usual faint humming from the artificial lights from above, there’s a silence that takes over the room. It’s an intense staring contest, well, as intense as it can get due to visible trembling that (Y/N)’s dealing with all while attempting to restrain themself from grinding themself down against the chair. “Sorry,” (Y/N) apologies while breaking eye contact with the doctor, trying to focus on any other thing within the room besides him, but just the way that his intense gaze makes them want to touch them, to handle them, make them feel any other way - even if it was due to the aphrodisiac. “I-I assumed that you would be able to help, knowing about this and all.” He approaches with his hand reaching out, yet instead of grabbing (Y/N) by the throat as he normally does with his “patients”, he begins trailing his fingers down (Y/N)’s face, leaving them to rest against (Y/N)’s lips. “Thoughts wander as to you coming to the conclusion of choosing me to assist your.. needs.. But, I definitely wouldn’t be a good doctor if I was to leave my patient to suffer when I can offer some assistance~” Slipping his fingers between their lips and into their mouth he watches as they began to suck and lick at his fingers, their saliva causing his gloves to glisten against the light only to disappear into their mouth once again, feeling the vibrations of their moans. “Such a good little patient, aren’t you, (Y/N)?~ How about once you finish lubricating my fingers that we move to be in a different position?~”
There’s saliva almost dripping from gloves whenever Doctor removes them from (Y/N)’s mouth minutes later, chuckling softly as he watches them fall back against the examination chair, lifting and spreading their legs to present themself to him. “Quite needy, aren’t you?~ Guess I can’t say that you’re to blame, but the way you present yourself to me~ You’ve must have thought about this situation before~” Doctor was verbally teasing them, enjoying watching the way that they would squirm underneath his touch as he lets his fingers ghost across (Y/N)’s skin, especially when nearing their genitalia and watching them buck their hips, calling out to him. “Please, Doctor!~ I need you, I need your fingers inside me!~” Another chuckle followed by the removal of their undergarments, immediately directing his hands to those sensitive regions, “Such a delicacy~” He cautiously, gently dips his fingers into (Y/N), slowly beginning to thrust into them. Watching them from above give into the physical pleasure, gripping tightly at the handles of the examination chair that their knuckles were turning white. How they were frantically bucking their hips and shifting them to take Doc’s fingers deeper into them, whining and crying out for him, for him to give everything that he had. “Your offer is quite tempting, but for the time being, I will unfortunately have to decline~ Don’t want to overwhelm you so quickly, but you can continue pleasuring yourself upon my fingers~”
Doctor’s fingers aren’t enough to satisfy them completely, but (Y/N) will take anything that they can at this point to relieve themself if that is what it takes from going to any other individual or being to relieve themself. (Y/N) knows that they can trust Doc within this situation and he won’t judge them, he won’t sit there and make remarks or comments about how frantic they were moving around to reach some sort of release, of all the filthy words and thoughts about what they wanted Doctor to do to the, about how they wanted to punish them like a bad patient, telling them that they need to listen and obey to the Doctor who was being so generous enough to help them. It eventually becomes too much to bargain with as they let loudly cry out for Doctor, attempting to reach out to grab at him while their body begins to tremble almost violently, but yet it still isn’t enough. It isn’t enough to get that intense feeling of arousal to go away as after a moment they go back to bucking their hips against Doc’s fingers that still remain within them. “One time isn’t enough; we both know that~ How about I close the office for the day so we can do a more in-depth examination on how to completely cure your aphrodisiac?~”
Summary: Because of SCP 049's lethal touch, you and him are unable to engage in any sort of physical affection. However, you obtain an SCP that might actually provide a solution to this issue. Now, the question is whether or not you are brave enough to test it.
You were facing a thick forest, the tall, jagged silhouettes of its trees looming over you, and its darkness threatening to swallow you whole. You shut your eyes and took a deep breath. You could smell the sweet tang of the pines, the humidity of the summer air, and you could just barely make out the scent of a distant fire.
You reached into the pocket of your shorts and grabbed the small object concealed within it, running your fingers over its smooth, cold surface. Your heart drummed in your chest, but out of fear or anticipation for what was to come you were not sure. Either way, it did not matter. It was too late to turn back now.
Without further delay, you stepped into the forest before you. You had traversed this route many times, so you could move in the darkness fairly well. As you weaved among the rocks and the trees, the light of a campfire came into view. You squinted, and you could just barely make out someone beside it, their dark figure illuminated by the orange glow. Your pace quickened as you stumbled toward them, like a moth to a flame.
Finally, you arrived by the campfire, but stopped a few yards away, just out of reach of its glow. A mixture of feelings washed over you as you hesitated to step out into the light of the fire, to step out of your comfort zone and make yourself vulnerable to damage. To death. What if this didn’t work? What if the article was wrong? Was it worth the risk?
These questions weighed on you, causing you to shrink further from the warm glow of the fire until you cast a glance at the figure ahead: a tall, humanoid dressed in thick dark robes and a ceramic mask with a long, bird-like beak. Your fears melted away, and you felt a sense of safety staring at him. You reached into your pocket and rubbed the item it concealed gently. Yes. It was worth it.
You stepped into the light. SCP 049 sat up.
“Did you find it?” he asked, his calm voice tainted with urgency.
You walked over to sit on the log beside him. You reached into your pocket and produced the jade ring. 049’s breath caught at the sight of it. Your hope. Your key to love. You just hoped it would work.
You looked up and locked eyes with 049. Although many of his features weren’t accessible to you, his eyes shined with great anxiety uncharacteristic of him.
“Are you certain this will work?” 049 asked.
You gave him a tender, reassuring smile. “It will. I promise.”
You slipped the ring onto your finger. Immediately, a feeling you couldn’t describe washed over you. You must’ve had a funny look on your face because 049 immediately asked if you were okay. You said you were fine. The two of you locked eyes, and you gave a small nod.
It’s time.
049 lifted a gloved hand. Perhaps it was only the fire, but you could’ve sworn that his hand was shaking. You reached out your hand as well, breathing quickening as you slowly extended it towards his.
You looked up at 049. If you died, you wanted him to be the last thing you saw. You drew in a shaky breath and moved your hand to touch 049’s.
Your pulse spiked. You half expected the world to cut off, leaving you in darkness, but no. 049 was still in front of you. You were still here, and you were touching 049.
The importance of this moment sunk in, and the two cried out in ecstasy. Your fingers intertwined. 049 pulled you towards him and wrapped his other arm around you. You grabbed his arm, pressing your face into his neck and crying tears of joy. You’d spent weeks fantasizing about this moment, believing it could never come true, but it had, and it was even better than you could’ve imagined.
You and 049 sat together, whispering soft “I love you”s back and forth. You clung to one another, relishing in the feeling of each other’s bodies.
Time stopped and everything else melted away. All that mattered was here and now, and it was the first time since the murder, since your conviction, since being brought to site 19, since the containment breach, that you had no regrets. Everything that had led up to meeting 049 and being able to hold him had been worth it. And there, on that fateful night, with the fire crackling and the crickets chirping in the background, you fell asleep in 049’s arms.
hello!! would you mind writing a fic with 049 in which the reader falls asleep on his lap during an experiment?
No, I don't mind!
049 x reader who fell asleep on his lap
★Are you sure? ok, as long as you understand that he gets up fairly often to grab things, move the corpse on his table and wash his hands. but if you're okay with that then his lap is fair game.
★ But if you fall asleep he suddenly won't want to move, like when a cat lays in someone's lap so you don't get up He enjoys letting you rest after you've had a long day at the foundation (assuming you work there)
★ If you're also a scp he would try to convince the researchers to let you stay longer, or even let you sleep in the same room. It might work if he starts to behave better during tests and such.
