Aizawa Shirtless 소설 & 이야기

The doors of the kitchen were violently kicked open. Flashlights cut through the dark, sweeping across the room. "Clear the corners!" a rough voice shouted over the blaring siren. Then, another figure pushed past the security team. It was Aziel. I had never seen him look like this. He wasn't wearing his perfectly tailored suits or his expensive watches. He wore dark sweatpants and a simple black t-shirt. His bare feet stepped silently on the glass-covered floor. Both of his hands were gripped tightly around a sleek handgun.

I liked it. “I think I know what to wear now.” He finally said as he pulled out a black T-shirt. I watched as Aidan put the shirt on, and if I wasn’t already holding something, I would definitely pass out. There was no way any woman in her right state of mind would see him and still remain standing. He’s a literal god. The body-con, shortsleeved T-shirt emphasized his upper body features, knocking the air right out of my lungs as I did nothing but stare at him, the place I’d bitten him was also out in the open for anyone to see.

Instead, I focused on removing his coat, but when I stared at his dress shirt, I knew I had to unbutton it. Every. Single. Button. I mean, he wouldn’t mind, right? I am already used to seeing his majestic abs every day because we train. He is always topless or sometimes in a sando when we fight. But no, never in my wildest dreams would I do it. The removal. Why does it sound like a dramatic title? I shook my head and gulped intensely. Be professional, Minerva. It’s not like you are molesting him or something. You are just helping him out.

This was a club and all kinds of things happened in the club, this was little compared to the actual things that happened and I know Ayita was aware of it since she worked at a club now. “You must have enjoyed yourself zayn” Romero’s voice filtered into my ears again and I nodded but my eyes were still on Ayita. Now or then, Romero would run his hand through her bare back and I could see her cringe. Was she trying to act like a saint in front of me? “You” I gestured to her and she froze. “Me?” Ayita wanted to be sure I was talking to her. “Yes, you with the blue strapless dress” part of her cleavage was exposed and she tried covering it but it was no use, I had already seen what I wanted to.

How dare he change her clothes without her permission? “You are awake.” Sharply, she turned on her heels and her breath hitched when she saw Kaizen standing in front of her, shirtless with a steaming mug. Shamelessly, her eyes sweep his body over. His broad shoulders led to a sculpted chest. His arms were strong and toned, veins subtlety visible beneath his sun kissed skin, hinting at the strength she knew he possessed. The slight curve of his waist gave him an alluring silhouette that she couldn’t ignore.

“That wouldn't be called proper bathing, would it? Having a cloth on you when you bathe is not a proper thing to do. You also have to clean that place.” Her face reddened the more. How come he isn't embarrassed? Well, she almost forgot that this was the almighty Marcel Wilson. Embarrassment was not in his dictionary. He was the most shameless person that she had come across with. How could anyone be this shameless? “Do I really have to take it off?” “You don't want to show me how bold you are. Oh, I forgot, you are the all so shy Iza.” It seems that that hit her and she frowned before hooking her hands on her underwear and taking them off.

- he pointed out, looking into her eyes. - I haven't been so sure about anything in my life like that I want you, all of you, right now.- Miyuki replied, then her lips digged into his again. ~~~~~~~~~ Miyuki quickly got rid of her sweater, jeans and short-sleeved blouse, staying only in underwear. Aoi hugged her tightly, moving towards the bed they soon landed on. Aoi leaned over Miyuki, lowering his lips to her ear, then to her neck and cleavage. In the meantime, with a smooth movement, he unbuckled her bra and disposed of it completely. His hands caressed her breasts, then descended lower, stripping her bottom of her underwear. He had lost his towel somewhere along the way, so Miyuki could

I know I'm going to freeze to death as soon as I get out of here, but it's all I have. I remove the towel from my hair to put it back in the locker and turn to leave the locker room. Holy shit. I let out a cry and was startled. Azael is leaning against the doorframe of the girls' locker room, shirtless. Deep breath. Wait, is that nipple piercing?

I don't want to follow him and then the swimsuit I'm wearing suits me. it's a two piece swimsuit in blue and I love the designs. I frowned to see him still lying at the door where their swimming pool was near. He looks like he's guarding the door from me! its just serious face and waiting for me to change. I have no choice, I just want to take a bath and enjoy. I wore a Lose shirt and a short shorts from Ayumi's wardrobe. I went downstairs he was still there at the door and leaning back, he also crossed his arms and the gaze was on me.

"We are on a tropical island—I thought a Hawaiian shirt and a pair of shorts would suit me." I shake my head at him, covering my twitching lips with my hand. "Please, lose the shirt—blue doesn't fit you, neither do the bright flowers on it." "Lose the shirt, huh?" "Yeah," I look up at him, craning my neck. "Pick something—"I trail off, blinking when I notice the shirt is gone, and... Azrael's ripped torso is on full display, naked to the eye, literally. My heart is pounding. I knew Azrael was good-looking, but my entire body is tense from seeing his muscular body under the sun.