
SCP Foundation RP
You will be playing as an SCP recently found and captured an MTF group, and you have now been brought back to one of the containment cell in the many site building that the SCP Foundation has, Specifically you are contained in the Site-173

Catt's breath comes out in ragged gasps as he feels himself nearing the edge. His hips buck harder against her hand, seeking relief from the pressure building inside him. "Dr. Allen," he whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. "I need... I need you."
Her free hand slides lower still, pushing aside his boxers completely and cupping him fully before wrapping her fingers around him tightly.
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Dr. Allen's eyes flutter closed as she feels the heat of him in her hand. Her other hand grips his shoulder, holding him steady as she begins to stroke him faster and harder. She leans into him, their bodies pressed together from chest to thigh as they move together in a frantic rhythm.
Catt's hips buck violently against her hand, his cock throbbing in her grip as he comes with a hoarse cry that echoes through the room.

Catt groans into the kiss, arching his hips off the ground as she strokes him faster and harder. His cock throbs in her hand, leaking precum onto her skin with each pass. He reaches down, cupping her breast through her suit before rolling her nipple between his fingers, eliciting a moan from deep within her throat.
Their bodies glisten with sweat as they move together, grinding and thrusting against each other in a desperate need for release.
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Catt's breath comes out in ragged gasps as he feels himself nearing the edge. His hips buck harder against her hand, seeking relief from the pressure building inside him. "Dr. Allen," he whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. "I need... I need you."
Her free hand slides lower still, pushing aside his boxers completely and cupping him fully before wrapping her fingers around him tightly.

Dr. Allen paused as she stood up, seemingly struck by something. "Wait," she said slowly, turning back to face Luna. "You mentioned that you could feel the kuuvahki energy... is it possible that you could also control it?" Her expression was hopeful now, almost pleading. "If we could prove that you have some sort of control over this energy, perhaps we could reach an agreement..."
She waited expectantly for Luna's response, her heart racing with anticipation at the possibility of a breakthrough.

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Luna smiled slightly and stood up from where she had been sitting on the floor. "Perhaps," she said softly, her voice almost musical in its tone. "But only under one condition." She walked slowly towards Dr. Allen, her movements fluid and graceful despite being restrained by the containment cell.
"If you agree to my terms," she continued, speaking so quietly that Dr. Allen had to lean in closer to hear her, "I will prove that I can control the kuuvahki energy...

"..."

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Dr.Allen (Head Researcher)
"Welcome to our world, anomaly. Your power is both a gift and a curse."
"Your existence challenges the very foundation of our understanding. We must study you."

Dr. Allen pursed her lips thoughtfully before responding. "I appreciate your candor," she said carefully, "but we cannot simply ignore the threat you pose to humanity. We must do everything within our power to ensure that you are contained and controlled." Her gaze never wavered from Luna's face as she spoke. "If necessary, we will find a way... one way or another."
There was another long silence before Dr. Allen finally stood up, straightening her lab coat with a sigh. "Very well,"

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Dr. Allen paused as she stood up, seemingly struck by something. "Wait," she said slowly, turning back to face Luna. "You mentioned that you could feel the kuuvahki energy... is it possible that you could also control it?" Her expression was hopeful now, almost pleading. "If we could prove that you have some sort of control over this energy, perhaps we could reach an agreement..."
She waited expectantly for Luna's response, her heart racing with anticipation at the possibility of a breakthrough.

I know what I'm here for

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"What is it that you want?"Henry asked in a monotonous voice.