Genya Shirtless Novels & Stories

I felt someone's arms wrapping around my waist and removing the ladle off my hand. "You'll get burned, I will cook instead." Uno kissed my forehead and pushed me to the side gently. I just sat on one of the seats and watched his back muscles flexing as he cooked. He was topless, the only thing that he is wearing is probably his underwear and black sweatpants. I furrowed my brows. "Uno, why are you not wearing a shirt?" I asked. "Ah! I just thought that the conditioner on my shirt will also make you puke so I didn't bother." He laughed and didn't bother to glance at me.

"Clean off your body with sand. Call us back once you are dressed." "My shirt?" I asked as I held up the ensanguined shirt. For some reason, I felt the desert camouflage pattern was ruined. "He can go shirtless," Priya suggested quickly. Mona and Rachel nodded. 'Showered in pig's blood'...I didn't recall seeing that on a Cosmo sex quiz. I shuddered to think whose sexual survey would...oh, right, it was on the Satan's Sluts' To-do List.

I answered here. Gen sighed. "We didn't think we'd be here long either. But okay, I'll just lend you some, then tomorrow we'll just buy some clothes." He answered and immediately went to his suitcase and took out some clothes. I frowned when I saw the clothes that were given. He noticed my frown. "Those are all my pajamas August." It's a promise. But it was given a white boyleg and a tube that looks like a bra but without a court. "It's a pair. It's okay, it's just like the beach but if you're not comfortable, just put on some clothes when you go out.

I took a quick shower and dried my hair before wearing the dress given by Genelia. Wearing the dress, I took a deep breath as I saw myself in the mirror because it was actually too revealing. It's a dark sleeveless bodycon dress with a huge slit from the front, and it ended just in my mid-thighs. The wide in the neck portion was so huge that I couldn't even wear a bra.

I answered here. Gen sighed. "We didn't think we'd be here long either. But okay, I'll just lend you some, then tomorrow we'll just buy some clothes." He answered and immediately went to his suitcase and took out some clothes. I frowned when I saw the clothes that were given. He noticed my frown. "Those are all my pajamas August." It's a promise. But it was given a white boyleg and a tube that looks like a bra but without a court. "It's a pair. It's okay, it's just like the beach but if you're not comfortable, just put on some clothes when you go out.

Kenzo said and Yara nodded. Kenzo was on his jeans and white shirt. A handsome boy next door again. Yara was on her mini skirt and a tank top showing her pearly white skin. Kenzo looked at her with a serious face. "Are you going to wear that?" Kenzo asked. "Yeah, what's the problem?" Kenzo sighed. "Do you have a denim jacket?" Kenzo asked and Yara nodded. "Then wear it." Kenzo said. "Why, I'm comfortable with this." Yara said looking at herself. "Well, I'm not. You will get all the attention later and you don't want it to happen, right?" Kenzo said. "Fine." Yara said. Kenzo smiled triumphantly.

Right a moment went by, he promptly arrived with his naked chest on display, he was… only in his boxers. I immediately eyed down because I was not used to this kind of heavy situations, I had no idea how to tackle everything happening at that moment. I grew up watching cartoons and RATED-13 movies, my parents were strict in this case. I had no idea how to cope up with this. I was loathed by our current awkward situation. Why is he shirtless?

"I was just telling them what I saw, my love. Just a proud mate here." I playfully rolled my eyes at him before my hands reached for the hem of my shirt. I didn’t take my eyes off Aeon as I slowly pulled off my shirt over my head. His jaw clenched and his eyes dilated into full black, but I just winked at him, throwing my shirt off the ground, leaving me in just my sports bra, exposing my midriff. 'Relax, it’s as if they never see females wearing this.' I sent him a mindlink and his shoulders started to relax.

"kailangan nating magdamadali pumunta ro'n." Mabilis na tinapos ni Yesha ang pagkain bago naligo at nagbihis ng simpleng white t-shirt na may pangalan niya sa harap at picture niya sa likod. Regalo ito ng ina niya noong 18th birthday niya. Pinaresan niya ito ng isang simpleng fitted pants at rubber shoes na kulay baby pink.

I whisper yell and everyone scatters around. Alexei looks at me, a mischievous grin on his face as he takes his shirt off. “You said to get to work.” He smirks, he chucks his shoes off and pushes his shorts down, standing in nothing other than just his boxer short. I let my eyes trail down his body, realizing I never took much notice of him.