Living With Monsters | Various SCP X Reader

Alto Clef x Reader | Self Doubt (NSFW)

This is a second place fic for an amazing writer who wanted to remain anonymous. This is. Sort of a sequel to Self Loathing. Or possibly prequel? But the characterisation of the reader was changed a little. This was probably my favourite to write because I really enjoy writing Clef's angsty emotions! I'm super glad they requested it and I hope you all enjoy~
This fic contains sexual references and oral sex, just a heads up... haha get it?

Clef wouldn't describe himself as a particularly desperate person. In fact, he would even go as far to say that he had a pretty damn good grasp on his self control - more so than most anyway. Sure, he enjoyed sex just as much as the next person if not more, it seemed to be a key trait of his slimy personality anyway. But it didn't consume him, he could go for weeks, months, without being sexually active at all. At times he was far too busy to so much as touch himself.

In this line of work you sort of had to be, one day you could be surrounded by hot chicks, the next stuck in the middle of nowhere studying an anomaly for days on end. There wasn't always the time for sex. Most researchers had to adapt, with the few exceptions of those who would probably fuck anything that moved.

Hence, his partner pretty much had the same level of self control as him. No, partner sounded too formal. He wasn't sure what he was to her. Boyfriend sounded like a teenage romance and lover, it was childishly distasteful. There wasn't really any label for it, they just fucked occasionally. Aside from that, he liked to think they were good friends. Not that he would have been opposed to having a little more in their relationship; trying to force something else wasn't exactly within his comfort zone.

But did good friends really disappear to a supply closet together in secret that often. Alto was an administrator, so if he said it was classified. Well, it was classified but anyone who saw these escapades knew what was really going on. And Alto, quite frankly, did not give a damn. She was attractive, and he was happy enough for people to know he was fucking a woman who may as well have been a cognitive hazard. Why she was interested in him, on the other hand, was something he doubted he would ever find out.

At first he thought it was her sleeping her way to the top, it only made sense and wouldn't have been the first time someone tried to pull such a thing on Alto. But when offered a promotion, by someone who wasn't Clef, so as not to raise suspicion, she declined. It seemed she was happy enough as a Senior Researcher, although she never really gave an explicit reason as to why she didn't accept a higher ranking position.

She was just full of mysteries. The biggest one being her choice of man. She could easily get almost anyone she wanted with her looks. He couldn't grasp why she had chosen the one and only Alto Clef of all people.

So he just had to bring it up.

"(Y/N)," he fell into step beside her, he wasn't sure where she was headed but he didn't really have anywhere to be except doing paperwork. For the past month or so files had been gathering on Clef's desk, left to gather dust as he did every possible thing imaginable but touch the dreaded papers. He wasn't a man who often did his own paperwork, letting Iceberg do it for him, or rather - bullying Iceberg into doing it. But that particular doctor had been assigned to the field. That was neither here nor there.

"Yes, Alto, what do you want now?" she replied snarkily, a sarcastic tone yet held some hidden playfulness to it. He supposed she already knew what he would have proposed. But Alto Clef just had to drag it out.

"Hey, I was just going to ask if you wanted some of this, but apparently not," he shrugged with a sly grin, trying to prod another sassy reaction from her. Provocation of their high speed banter wasn't difficult. The girl was naturally witty and he appreciated that, in his eyes, it just made her that much more attractive.