Dabi Shirtless Novels & Stories

Davina said, making sure that he heard the subtle threat in her words. "Alright then, let the show begin," Darren said, slowly removing his shirt and unbuckling his trousers. "That's my babe, ever so willing to please me," Davina said wetting her lips seductively with her tongue. "Make sure that none of you take your eyes off us even for a second. I prepared this show specially for you guys and I would be really pissed if you all don't enjoy it to the fullest," Davina said then in a swift move, she removed the black cloak she was wearing to reveal her naked self. Then she motioned with her hands to Darren to come closer.

Vic says as he raises his glass to his lips and takes a sip. “Three blades strapped to my thing and a small hand gun to my other thigh” I tell him doing the same and taking a sip of my wine. As we go finish speaking the chef personally comes out with our plates. “Count four Cartel, spider tattoos, Diabla will be heading your way in twenty” he bows his head and smiles. Then he laughs and jokes while making a show of explaining our meals to us. I had expected a night out with my husband to be but in this world I guess that wishful thinking.

I didn't have any friends apart from Esther and she had no idea where I stayed so yeah, it had to be a mistake. I was sure the person at my door couldn't be Davido so I was comfortable with showing off my oversized robe and ducky pajamas pants. Once I opened the door, I wanted to take those words back. Not because it was Davido but because it was none other than Dylan. He was dressed in plain ultra marine top with a V neckline and black jeans. The top was armless and showed off his bulging arm muscles and a bit tight to show his chest. His hair was a bit messy but it was the good type of messy. All I could say was damn.

Her spotless chocolate skin, beautiful smile, pearly whites, and her bright eyes. Little wonder Dayo hasn't remarried. How can one ever find it possible to replace such perfection? I flip the page and my eyes land on a golden flittered photo of Dayo. My hands freeze as I stare at this picture. He's wearing a white shirt he left unbottoned. Hence his tight abodomem, Abbs and v of his lower abdomen are all showing. My throat dries as I take in the perfection in this photo. My eyes land on a little heart tattoo drawn right above his heart. I never knew he had a tattoo.

“All thе hоt guуѕ wіth a fаbulоuѕ tаѕtе for fаѕhіоn uѕuаllу аrе. Chесk оut mу onesie, I саn’t еvеn do саѕuаl wіthоut brіngіng a little moi into it.” He ran thе іPаd dоwn thе length оf hіѕ bоdу, showing оff his black dеѕіgnеr outfit. It wаѕ fіttеd wіthіn аn іnсh of his lіfе ѕhоwіng every ѕіnglе muѕсlе, аnd the zip wаѕ hаlfwау dоwn his сhеѕt revealing hіѕ naked tоrѕо.

"How can your beast execute a high-tier campaign when your body is shivering like a dying pup?" "My body?" I ask, lowering my chin to look at my soaked tunic in confusion. "What is wrong with my condition?" "Your skin is going to freeze under a hot shower before you touch another presentation stage," David barks back, his voice leaving no room for argument. "The Duskbane council does not run a slave den. My name will not suffer the shame of a brand ambassador collapsing from sickness during a basic scroll shoot."

“Maybe biting a bullet. Or him. Or all three.” A deep inhale. A fake-ass smile. And I walk in. Dante’s already seated on the edge of the tub, shirtless. And I mean—fucking shirtless. His torso is all hard ridges, tan skin pulled over muscle though it was made to be ogled, not washed. The bandages on his arms are fresh, done by me, but he still looks as if a goddamn dark fantasy novel cover come to life. Crimson eyes zero in on me though I’m the first meal he’s seen in days and he’s starving.

there were shirtless boys walking around everywhere. "Time to lose girls" Dylan's voice dripped from behind as he wrapped his arms around our shoulders. If he's playing nice I don't mind at all being nice to him. Vess took her clothes off only remaining in her bathing suit. She is in light pink, looking like a model while Dylan removed his T-shirt. His body was also that built but Nothing is in front of Cole's. Shutup. I hissed. Damn! My inner voice.

Everyday you come into work looking like a model 🤮 Alanna🥺 Thank you? Nikolai‼️ I wanna show off too 😔 Alanna🥺 You can wear anything you want tonight! You, Asher, and Wilder Asher🗿 I'm going shirtless then 😏 Mr. Carson Mr. Pierce please don't Wilder✨ Haha can't show off your imaginary abs 😝 Asher🗿 Well I'm sorry wilder that we're all not like you 😑

Redhead looked unhappy and said, “Pretty, I’m not the one who wants your phone number. It’s Boss D who wants your phone number. As he said, he pointed to a table not far away. At that table, all of them had colorful hair, and everyone was shirtless. They smoked and drank while eating shabu-shabu without caring about their images.