Anon bullies Gaster (GONE SEXUAL) [2/22/20]

Dr. Gaster lay helplessly underneath you.

The royal scientist, brilliant as he was, couldn't see a way out of this one. Your hands were wrapped tightly around his wrists, pinning them to the bed, as you stared down at his worried face. He squirmed silently, and ineffectively.

"The things I'm going to do to you," you taunted, an evil grin rapidly spreading across your face. "Perhaps first, I'll peel that fancy suit off of you. Actually, better yet - TEAR it off."

The royal scientist swallowed, squirming a little harder. It was no use.

"Then... well. I suppose I'll do what I please with you. Maybe I'll just touch you all over, amusing myself as you WRIGGLE underneath me. Or perhaps I'll take these nails..." - at this, you adjusted your grip on his wrists slightly, digging your nails into his skin - "...and just draaaag them all over your chest. Carving my name."

A bead of sweat rolled down Gaster's forehead, but he remained silent.

"Well? What do you have to say to that, doctor?"

Still no response.

"Too terrified to speak? Tsk, tsk. I must say, I expected better from-"

You were unable to finish the sentence, your taunt suddenly interrupted by something long and slimy touching your back. You let out a gasp of shock as the slimy thing quickly wrapped around your torso, then yanked you back. In seconds, it had you pinned down on the other end of the bed.

As Gaster slowly rose from his prone position, you realized what had taken a hold of you. It was a tentacle of thick, black goop.

The royal scientist positioned himself just above you, looking down upon you with an evil grin of his own.

"I MUST SAY, THAT WAS RATHER ENJOYABLE. BUT NOW..."

"...I DO BELIEVE IT'S MY TURN."