The Hidden Stash

SCP-049 | Aphrodisiac Test

Contains: Top!Reader, drug use, overstimulation, breeding kink
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An alarm blares through the plain white halls. Doors lock, lights flash red, and people scatter to safety. All but one. A man in a white lab coat, biting his nails as he watches the footage in front of him. "Fuck.." He states in a whisper, "That wasn't suppose to happen."

The door to the room opens and in runs an elder male, also adorned with that white lab coat, "Y/n! Do you not hear the fucking sirens?! Evacuate! SCP-173 got out again!" He grips your arm and pulls you, but with a swift flick of your wrist you make him release you, "What are you doing?!"

You shake your head, looking at your now bleeding finger from biting the nail to short. With a sigh you look through the observation window towards the SCP you've been observing. "No, I'll be fine. You leave and help the others to find safety, I'll stay here." You slick back your [color] hair and tug at it in frustration, putting on a small bandaid on your finger while you examine SCP-049 sitting on a chair by the far wall. "I've got something worse to fix than a neck-breaking doll."

"Dude, do you not understand the importance of this? The sirens are off for a reason! Get out! SCP-049 isn't gonna go anywhere!" The man tugs at your arm again but you pull it away with a grunt.

"Just leave me, William. It'll be my fault if anything happens to me, got it? Leave and let me deal with my SCP alone, thanks."

A moment of pause, and then running footsteps receded back towards the door. With a thud, the door shuts, and you're alone once more. The blaring rang louder and the lights began flickering, another indicator of a containment breach. SCP-173 was on a level below yours and could easily climb the levels within a minute or so but your door was locked and if you're quiet enough you're sure it would pass by your door without a thought, leaving you to work with SCP-049 alone.

You look over the shivering figure of the plague doctor and shake your head. The last test was an arousal test, you were meant to give it a small aphrodisiac to just slightly spike his brainwaves and see how he reacted but it seems, due to its smaller figure and having been deprived for so long, it evolved into a more... intense reaction. Through the black robes, a small bulge pokes through between his trembling legs, and if you listened close enough you'd hear his quiet whimpers.

With a groan you turn back to the table and click a button, turning off the cameras and sound so you had privacy. The sudden blackout could be easily brushed off as an electrical issue due to the breach so you weren't too worried about that. "Alright, fella... I'll help you out." You mutter to yourself, walking towards the cell door and scanning your ID.

A sudden hiss, and then the door slides open, revealing the aroused plague doctor trembling like a leaf. You walk inside and close the door behind you, locking it for good measure. "SCP-049." You state, the latter's head swiveling to meet your gaze. Though all you could see was the beak of its white crow shaped mask, you could tell it was pleading for you to help it. A shuddering breath escapes your lips as you too begin to feel a sort of arousal, knowing that you'd get fired if anyone found out what you were about to do, "I ask for your consent, may I help relieve you of your sexual urges?"

The male's gown flutters when he stands up swiftly and approaches you with shaky steps, you hold your hand out for him to catch in case he falls. "Please, doc... Help me... I give you permission." SCP-049 breathes out in raspy exhales, his voice muffled from the mask.

You nod and close the gap between your bodies, roaming a hand down his toned but slim chest and resting your other on his lower back, "Call me Y/n when we're alone, 049." You kiss the fabric covering the smaller male's neck and shoulders, biting down softly and running your hand previously on his chest, down to his clothed erection.