This is gonna be extremely short but ya know men and motorcycles

It was around lunch, G hadn't returned for lunch. So you made him a sandwich and went out to the garage to where he was working on his man toy his motorcycle and almost dropped you sandwich.

Gaster was lounging over his bike adjusting a few things and sat up. His shirt rode up revealing a set of cracked bones "I brought you lunch... But I kinda want you to eat me for lunch... Why are you bones broken?" You asked afraid yet slightly aroused.

"Oh these puppies? Gang fights... Time..." He growled a little sitting up pulling his shirt down. "They don't hurt anymore" he smirked a little changing the subject

"Ya want a ride on my bike?" He smirked a little sitting up on his bite. You kinda stood there with the sandwich unsure what to do... And whether to take that comment sexually or not...