Aizawa Shirtless の小説・ストーリー

But copper is– “Still up?” “Oh!” I whirl, clamping my lips shut and stepping discreetly to the side to block the shelf I’d just been examining and the damage I did to the bookend. I’ll fix it once he leaves, even if it makes my bones sing with pain. Aris steps into the room, shirtless, the missing article of clothing in question scrunched in his fist. He’s damp with sweat, wearing nothing but a pair of shorts. Barefoot, muscles rippling…

Aito was remembering everything on his own. Aito was sitting across Toshiro, glaring at him. He was dressed in a pair of ripped denim and a baggy purple hoodie. His brown locks were held in a low ponytail by a rubber band with a few loose strands framing his face. He looked so cute that everyone who passed had to turn for a second or third look. Toshiro was dressed in a pair of green cargo shorts and a black loose shirt. His dark hair was combed backwards, revealing his forehead which made him look even more handsome.

So after bath she went to check what to wear in her clothes but every one of them was like chewed by a cow. She went to do quick ironing but she didn't see the iron box. It was with Aziiza who was busy ironing her clothes. Alia found neatly ironed dresses for Aziiza and choose one to wear. Aziiza was into ironing while listening to music.The door of the bathroom opened and Alia went in. Changed into Aziiza's already ironed clothes. She came out and Aziiza saw her. She clapped her hands. Hmmm so you are attracted to my dress take it off l am going out later. Aziiza told her. But Alia took her phone and run away.

"You like what you see huh, slave." She heard him say, but her eys were still captivated with these craft ness in front of her. "Now Look up slave, and stop staring. Is quite obvious you like what you see" Aiden said, a mischievous smile appearing on his face. It was so obvious his mate...NO! Where had that thought come from, his slave, liked what she saw. She felt affected by his "no shirt on exposure". He had recently removed his henley shirt off, which he had worn in the questioning room, and it had been stained with blood, so he needed to wash off and erase the trace of his guards blood from his body.

He finally said. His assistant nodded and excused himself, he returned shortly with Ashley, who wore a white kimono over black bikini that clung to her breathtaking curves. Aiden nodded to his assistant, and the man disappeared out of sight. Ashley slowly took off the kimono, revealing her body in her full glory, Aiden breath caught in his throat, and he looked away for a brief moment.

He continued guiding the route and I continued following him but…. I had to stop myself and guess, close my eyes too. Out of nowhere, he starts taking off his shirt and then his white t-shirt which he was wearing. What the hell? Am I supposed to close my eyes or open them? I have not seen any men shirtless before. What should I do? I tried peeking through my fingers while covering my eyes with my hands. So this is how they look like when men are shirtless. I have, not for a moment had imagined a guy can be so attractive without a shirt. His perfect 8 abs, white but bit tanned skin, broad arms….How can someone be so perfect?

Kenji was no help at all. He didn’t make any effort to ease Akiko’s attempts to stay sane. At least, that’s what Akiko thought. After feeling normal the whole day—working, conducting surveys, and other tasks—Akiko felt like she was going crazy again when she came home and found Kenji shirtless and drenched in sweat. Kenji was training with a shinai, swinging the bamboo sword in a steady rhythm, trying to get his muscles used to working again.

It feels somewhat comfortable, and I’ll definitely be able to sleep here, if I can get my mind to stop making a chaos of sounds and thoughts. Just a few minutes later, Azaire comes out of the bathroom and takes his clothes off. He pulls out a pair of sweatpants and another t-shirt that looks pretty worn. Before he’s able to put them on, however, I catch a glimpse of his muscular thighs, and his butt inside his tight boxers. My mouth starts watering a little, and I turn around so he won’t notice that I’m salivating at the sight of him. I feel a dip in the bed as he gets in, and soon enough, his arms are around me once again, and his warm body is warming me up instantly. He places a kiss on my

What came on was a Japanese drama, which I watched but wasn’t paying attention to. It was about fifteen minutes later when Aiden opened the bathroom door and appeared, donning a yukata as well, which kind of looked strange on him. It barely covered his tall, sternly built frame, though he still looked good in it. I bet most females would drool seeing him like this. Damn, but it made me stare and my cock pay attention.

“Look who came to see us mere mortals.” Izaak joked, his lips tugging in a smile, and I let my gaze run through him, taking him in. However, my eyes fucking twitched when I noticed he had on a yellow dress shirt, tucked into black pants. I fought the urge to shake my head or do something crazy like rip his clothes. Can’t he see that it was contrasting with his skin color? It was way too bright for him, dulling his skin tone, and the striped tie didn’t help his case.