Gastoes Or Gastiddies? - Gaston x Reader

That's some kinky shit

As Gaston lay on the sofa completely naked, staring sexily at Y/n, Y/n began questioning her life choices.

Sweat dribbling down her brow, Y/n tried her best to draw the hairy gastiddies but they were too beautiful to ever be drawn perfectly.

"Nearly finished..." Y/n thought as she guided her paint brush to the...pp area. Blood rushed to her head and sweat oozed from her forehead, Y/n felt faint.

Was she really about to draw a pp? What if she didn't get the size right? After all, it's a rather large pp.

Summoning up her remaining courage, Y/n began to draw the pp and an anime montage shortly followed her. Finally, she had finished a true masterpiece.

"It's done," Y/n sighed as she gave the painting to Gaston, now standing next to her, his pp dangling while Y/n tried her best not to look.

"Hm, I like it. Really shows off my pp!" Gaston commented as he gave Y/n his last few euros.
Just as he was about to leave the room, Gaston directed his attention to a belt laying on a table beside him. Quickly, he grabbed it and wrapped it around his neck.

"Boy...this some kinky shit." He remarked.

Overwhelmed by Gaston's hotness, Y/n fell to the floor unconscious...