Gaster's dick went in lil.
"Sorry, I couldn't help it. I was just happy to see you. I've been a long time absent, but uh... You're all right?" He reached down to pat you on the shoulder and get a closer look.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Go on back to the kitchen and get yourself some booze, we'll do our meeting, everything will be fine."
Then he gently and gently pressed his dick against your cheek, his cock pressed into your cheek for an extra inch of contact. This last thing caused a silent and completely involuntary moan from you.
"So, you didn't think your last little mission had gone too well?" He asked.
