Gaster x F!Anon: Between the Sheets (NSFW)

Gaster x F!Anon: Between the Sheets (NSFW)
Requested by Anonymous




"Please…"

You whisper sensually, allowing yourself to slowly fall onto the bed behind you, the incredibly soft satin bedsheet feeling oh so nice against your bare skin…

It simply couldn't compare to the feeling of your lover's hands on your body, however. Beginning to slowly explore your body, making every single inch of it his with every squeeze, every touch and every grope.

You were the most vulnerable you've ever felt, but that was okay. Because this person was the one you trusted and adored with all your heart and soul. You knew that he would never hurt you.

He knew as much as you did how much you've been wanting - no, needing this. For him to finally make you his.

Gaster took a moment to admire you. In such a vulnerable and exposed position, never having been like this before. The blush on your face grew but you refused to let your bashfulness overcome you, keeping yourself uncovered for him.

He then leaned down, without breaking eye contact and began to kiss you, his tongue dominating your mouth and you let him. You couldn't help but wrap your arms around his neck to hold him closer. He responded to this with a soft groan of pleasure as your tongue danced with his.

The kiss slowly broke as Gaster continued, trailing gentle kisses across your body, his hands touching every part of you, groping and squeezing whatever he can reach, the trail of kisses going from your neck, down to your chest. He took his sweet time to grope and play with your breasts, your back arched upwards now as he slowly but surely drives you wild.

The kisses go lower and lower, until he reaches his destination in between your legs, breathing softly against your sensitive, most private area. He looks up at you, eyes locked with yours. You gently wrap your legs around Gaster's head, wanting him to continue.

He obliges, planting a gentle kiss on your slit and beginning to slowly lick and penetrate your slit, gracing his ears with the most wonderful and lewdest gasp. You feel his arms hold your waist as you try your best not to squirm so much, especially now that his tongue was flicking against a very, very sensitive area.

You threw your head back and squeezed his head a little bit tighter now. No need to make your lover lightheaded now…

Gaster moves his hands away from your hips now and slowly grazes them up and down your body, dull nails against smooth skin, having you shivering delightfully. You squeak when you feel him grope your breasts again, slipping his tongue inside of you for the first time. It wad almost too much.

Your hands gripped the bedsheets tight, your body quivering as Gaster swirled his tongue inside of you now, going as deep as it could and stretching you thoroughly, preparing you for what was to come. As you moaned out his name, you felt a pair of hands slip underneath yours. Now, instead of clinging onto the bedsheets, you were gripping the hands of your lover, as if you never wanted to let go.

Neither did he it seemed, for after having eaten you out until you were on the verge of an orgasm, he still held your hands tight.

A trail of saliva connected him to your most private area still, with him leaning down and planting yet another gentle, longer lasting kiss on your slit this time, breaking the trail. Gaster also began to kiss your inner thighs, wanting to really make this night special for you.

At this point, he was just spoiling you. And you loved every second of it. He adjusted himself so that he was now over you, not having broken eye contact still. To emphasize your need, you slowly spread your legs a little more for him, inching yourself ever closer to him.

Gaster notices this, then he looks back at you, slowly letting go of your palm, his now free hand cupping your cheek oh so delicately. You couldn't help but turn your head to nuzzle your face into it. He used his thumb to brush away some of the hair on your face, gazing into those eyes of your that he himself would never get tired of seeing.

He leans in closer and you finally feel it. His member, hard as diamonds and warmer than anything else, pressed right against you. It almost seemed like he wanted permission… Or if he wanted you to say it again.

Regardless, you were more than happy to oblige.

"Please… Make me yours…"

A whisper loud enough for only him to hear, that would not have been audible if there were even a gust of wind in the room. As soon as he heard those words however, he braced himself and began to put pressure against your entrance.

And, with a series of loud gasps and moans…

You were forever his.