Aizawa Shirtless Novels & Stories

Just like that, I explained everything that happened Daevon and I while fixing myself on the mirror. “Azaia, we’re going to a bar not on a mall,” I said when I noticed her get-up. She's wearing a black crop top with long sleeves with a print that says ‘Fuck you’ on it. Her outside isn’t so bad—well apart from choosing pants. She just shrugged and looked at me with This-is-what-I-want-to-wear look. I rolled my eyes and just let her be. I started fixing my bag after dressing up and when we came down, I bid good bye to Daevon and my daughter before walking towards the door. He was even giving me that sharp look on his eyes but I shrugged it off.

Alisa took her leave and shown to After his usual morning routine at park left for his home As Eliza has promised to Ronin she got ready at time before has arrival and hope that everything goes well "Aliza you're ready for the party" Which is dangerous question is she entered Aliza room and saw her prepping herself in front of the mirror She was wearing a plane t-shirt with a pair of high waist bands She has kept her look very simple and casual and did not look like she was going to party at all I really did not put any effort in trying to look up like She was going to the party just for the formality and had no intention to have any kind of phone over there or want to look good

It has to be because of the mate bond. “You seem to have shrunk over half a day's work," he commented, his voice laced with amusement. I gaped at him, lifting my head before I could stop myself. "Half a day? I've been breaking my back in those fields since morning!" Shut up, Ember. Shut up. Azai's crimson eyes gleamed. Without warning, he shrugged off the white robe, letting it pool at his feet. Oh stars above. He stood before me in nothing but the loose pants, every inch of his powerful, sculpted body on display. Gods... those broad shoulders, carved chest, and the sharp V of his hips disappearing beneath the fabric...

I picked out some simple clothes comprising of an unadorned black shirt folded at the arms along with black ripped jeans accompanied with some ankle boots. I was tying up my hair into a ponytail when a felt a hand forcing my hands away from my head. "Keep it open, it's better that way." I saw Oikawa standing behind me through the mirror in front of me. I smiled and shrugged an 'okay' and then turned around to see him wearing a black sweatshirt with ripped jeans and had his hair neatly down. I smiled and stepped towards him, and steadily allowed my hands to make their way to his hair and…

But in the end, he let us pull him into a fitting room with three shirts and two pairs of trousers. When he finally stepped out, wearing a clean white shirt and beige pants, Neveah clapped her hands, “You look handsome!” Laziel flushed slightly, glancing away “It’s… not bad.” He muttered. I chuckled, “Not bad? You look like someone out of a magazine ad.” He rubbed the back of his neck, clearly embarrassed, “You’re exaggerating.”

Deciding she could do with a quick rinse, she headed to her own room, washed up, and changed into soft cotton shorts and an oversized tee. When she came back out, she paused in her tracks. Aris was shirtless, wearing nothing but loose grey shorts, standing at the stove. Something sizzled in the pan as he flipped it with practised ease. His back muscles moved with each turn of his wrist. She frowned as she noted that he had thin little marks on his back. She winced for him. She probably needed to blunt her nails for… She stopped that thought in its tracks as she realised what she was doing.

“Is Izar still mad at me? I was only teasing him.” “I’m not mad. I just don’t want you to address me like that, because you're not beneath me. You're our equal now. You’re our mate, and you are ours,” Izar said as he stepped out of the walk-in closet. He was no longer wearing his armor but a black sleeveless tunic and loose pants. I stared at him—he looked so hot in that outfit.

She said with a hint of a smile in her voice. "Well I needed you last night. I also need you today. I'm confused..and honestly I just feel more at ease when you are around" I thought sitting down on my bed and staring at the window "Well you should. We are bonded after all. So what's wrong?" "I don't know what to wear. I don't know what to say to everyone once I see them. I'm more nervous than I was yesterday ``I shivered and frowned when Lily giggled. "You are overreacting Azura. Your brothers loves you"

Takeshi paused placing his leg up on the glass table. “But I know for sure he must have done something, something that is going to leave a huge scar on my life once again” Takeshi mumbles as he was wearing a black sleeveless shirt. Revelling the scars all over his arms and also the ones which were peeking out through his black shirt. As his fingers traced the scar over his arm. Zen just remained quiet with his hands behind his back. “Even though I’m happy no matter what he has still left the memories imprinted along with the mento-”

Amara picked up on a door closing downstairs and low voices, but they were too far to hear anything. As I was chuckling about a scene in the movie, Azai came up the stairs. His hair was a little messy, he wore no shirt and the sweatpants he had on sat dangerously low on his hips exposing every bit of the muscling on his torso. I tried to avert my gaze back to the movie and crossed my legs so he couldn't smell the arousal coming from between my legs.