Pat Kalla et Bosq se rejoignent sur un Mouna Power crépitant
Bosq et Pat Kalla sortent une pépite afrodisco qui va vous faire bruler le dancefloor, ou la moquette de votre salon, "Mouna Power" !!
Alors comme ça on se retrouve pris entre deux feux afrodisco, entre deux géants du groove, entre deux amis du son afro métis, entre deux compagnons du tour d’Afrique du groove, entre deux… musiciens et producteurs de talents. Alors, on a d’un coté, l’incontournable chanteur Pat Kalla, coutumier des échappées groovy, en solo ou avec son groupe le Super Mojo, et aussi écuyer de choix, toujours prêt…
You didn't mean to spill the young master's favorite tea on his lap, but now you have to be punished for it.
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If you ever had the chance to ask the young master, Zenin Naoya, what his favorite tea is, a small grin would grace his lips as he huskily answered with the words "Jasmine tea."
What he liked so much about it... he didn't know.
Maybe he liked it so much because of the flowery aroma that filled his nose whenever he brought it up to his lips to have a taste.
Maybe he liked it so much because of its delicate, subtle floral flavor.
Maybe he liked it so much because you were the one that served it to him.
Listening to the sound of your heels click against the floor as you traveled towards him, shaky hands gripping a shiny pristine tray. The young master would watch you with narrowed eyes as you placed his tea across from him.
And in moments like those, when the only sound that could be heard was your quickened breaths, he could really see you.
The fear in your eyes and the trembling of your lip.
It's what made him hard in the morning.
Even now, as he watched you like a cat, eyes racking over your uniform, focusing on the skin of your thighs covered by your stockings.
He ignored the sudden tightness in his pants.
A quivering smile painted your lips as you stood in front of, the slight breeze caressing your locks while the sun kissed your skin.
"Good morning, young master." You spoke as quiet as a mouse. However, he didn't reply. Only watching silently as you placed the golden tray on top of the table.
And in those few seconds alone something seemed to come over him in waves, drowning and suffocating him into silly things like primal instincts.
Maybe it was because of the view he had of the valley of your breasts as you bent down. Maybe it was because of the view he had of the marks that painted your neck, marks that he put.
Or maybe it was because you smelled just like jasmine tea.
The young master's body moved on its own as his hand connected to the small of your back. Slowly, teasingly, traveling it down towards your ass.
The feeling of his calloused hand against you in such a public setting startled you, causing your body to jerk in a way that was dubbed as unnatural.
And in a blink of an eye, you watched helplessly as the tea in your hand slipped from your grasp, falling directly into Zenin's lap.
The sword of fear pierced your heart as the young master gasped from the burning hot tea, a ring of curses falling from his lips.
On instinct, you moved towards his side, napkins in hand as you began to hurriedly pat his lap, apologies bubbling from your throat.
"Young master! I'm so sorry, please forgive me." You muttered, biting your lip as tears filled your eyes. "I don't know what came over me- I'm so sorry."
"You bitch," He seethed, his words like venom. "Don't touch me!" Immediately you moved away, your hands trembling as you looked over his form.
His lap was soaked in the mixture and he looked as if he has pissed himself. Anger seemed to flow through his veins while embarrassment filled yours. For you could see his groin strain his pants.
And he noticed this.
"Get on your knees." Like an obedient puppy, you did as you were told, eager to make it up to your master. You stared up at him with eyes akin to a kicked puppies.
Hastily you brought your hand towards his lap, dabbing your napkin against his trousers. However, his eyes narrowed and his lips pursed in disapproval.
Suddenly his hand found a place in your hair, gripping it tightly before forcing your face into his lap. A gasp left your mouth as you struggled against him, slapping your hand against his lap as a signal for him to let you go.
"Stupid woman. Did I tell you to clean me with a napkin?"
You only shook your head, eyes wide at the sight of his hardened cock mixed with the floral scent of jasmine tea.
"Clean me with your tongue."
You gulped, looking from him to his lap. You didn't want to do it, but you had to do it. You could never disobey your master.
The young master watched with glassy eyes as your tongue darted out to lick his trousers, tasting Naoya Zenin's favorite tea.
Your eyes caught his gaze as you continued to lick his inner thighs, your eyes hazy as your tongue moved closer and closer towards his groin.
"Am- Am I doing good young master?" You asked. "Is this okay?"
"Shut up." He hissed, tightening his grip on your usually neat hair, while his other hand began to remove his belt, unbuttoning his pants before pulling his cock out.
He began to stroke it in front of you teasingly, watching as you rubbed your thighs together, your gaze never leaving his angry red tip.
"Young master, may I speak?" He only hummed in response, a strained groan leaving his lips shortly after. "Please let me suck your cock young master for your forgiveness."
The dampness in your panties made itself known as he smirked at your needy form, lazily nodding his head as he placed the tip against your lips.
Your eyes lit up, a smile quickly pulling at your lips. "Thank you! Thank you, young master!" And your lips parted to take in his head, sucking on it as if it were a lollipop, staring up at him through your lashes.
Your tongue glided over the slit, tasting his precum. He smelled and tasted so much like jasmine tea and you secretly couldn't get enough of it.
It was your favorite tea after all.
Maybe you liked it so much because of the flowery aroma that filled your nose whenever you brought it up to your lips to have a taste.
Maybe you liked it so much because of its delicate, subtle floral flavor.
Maybe you liked it so much because you were the one that served it to him.
Your hands connected to his thighs as you took him in deeper, gliding your tongue over his shaft. Hollowing your cheeks as you began to bob your head on his cock.
A stream of fuck and take my cock left his lips as he pushed your head deeper.
"This is what you were, ngh, made for you." He whispered. "You were made to take my cock." And you couldn't help but hopelessly agree. "This is all women like you are good for. Only good for, ah, taking your master's cock."
You pulled his dick out of your mouth to stroke him, tears cascading down your cheeks as you kissed and licked all over his shaft. Your hand playing with his balls while you nodded in agreement.
"Yes, master. I'm only good for sucking cock. I'm only good for sucking your cock."
A grin overtook his features as his cum painted your lips.
#LOVE HER LOVE HER!!! #her dub voice is so <3 i love it <3 #fffggghh maybe when i get a better laptop or something i could get strive someday..... #i really want to play as her she looks so fun <3 #i am not immune to rushdown characters that kick and has nice pants <3
It's interesting how at the start of the Pandemic I was using anime as a way to control my anxiety but now that I'm post surgery, 50% Vaccinated and have a Dad who is alive and well -- my main source of Anxiety has BECOME anime.
Namely: Will my favourite Fruits Basket moments be included or will they be cut, and will Demon Slayer actually come out in a cinema near me or will I have to travel 3 hours to see a Subtitled Version?
Which is not great when you're disabled. SURE the surgery has made me improve LOADS but reading things at a distance and doing lots of walking is still a struggle.
#Morstan Meta #Also I swear to Sarenrae if I see ONE MORE post being all #LOL Dubs suck EWWWWWW disgusting they ONLY have Dub I'm gonna VOMIT #It is ON SIGHT #the Dub ISN'T BAD #you're just an unoriginal ARSEHOLE
Yeah the title says it all tbh, I got some friends together and we voiced some comics!
Feauturing two of my kid friends on here!
@megaloserrr as blue
@daemonsdoodles as dream
Everyone else was voiced by me!!
Support me or die/joking
SNUFKIN’S CALLED TABACCO IN THE ITALIAN MOOMINVALLEY DUB GOD BLESS 🙏
#the french one used to be pipo but then they changed it to mumrik #and I thought they’d done that with pretty much all of the languages cause it’s modern and they took away his pipe #BUT ITALY CAME THRU #every time moomintroll says tabacco I laugh fidjdks #also I like this dub so far it’s good
GGStrive Faust has no right to be this funny with that redesign
#god #i'm goofing around in the beta #and doing his new snip snip snip move makes me lose it #pair that with his new overdrive #and i'm on the floor lmfao #nat plays games #nat plays the strive beta #on a related note #i do like that a few of the sign dub actors returned #kaiji tang is back as faust #and he's doing his iwai voice #i love that tbh #iwai was one of my fave confidants in p5