Giyuu Shirtless Novels & Stories

I assured him. “I’m here at a souvenir shop. Will that be enough?” “Hmm, you have to tell me the color of your shirt so that he can recognize you right away,” I told him. “I am shirtless and just wearing a board short and a slipper. Black cap and black sunglass.” Did he have to include the fact that he was shirtless? I took a deep breath while trying not to imagine his overall appearance at the moment, but I could sense from his voice that he was handsome.

The door was slightly ajar, and soft sounds of movement and heavy breathing drifted out. I stopped right at the edge of the doorframe, pressing my back against the wall, and peeked in through the gap. Oh. My. God. He was there. Shirtless. Gone were the suits, the crisp shirts, the buttons, the ties. He was wearing only dark grey sweatpants hanging low on his hips, no shirt, no shoes, nothing else. His back was to me, hands gripping the pull-up bar high above him, and he was moving—smoothly.

And suddenly every sound around me seemed much farther away than before. She was wearing light blue jeans and a white crop top that showed a small strip of skin above the waistband. The shirt had bright pink lettering across the front. I'M NOT LAZY. I'M ON ENERGY SAVING MODE. Silvio snorted immediately, "That's the most Gianna shirt I've ever seen." Gianna rolled her eyes, "I bought it for finals week." A tiny smile appeared on her face, it disappeared almost immediately then Jewel walked in behind her.

I looked at Lilly who looked uncomfortable and embarrassed. "You okay, baby?" I whispered to her as I stepped towards her. Her eyes snapped up to me and she shook her head. "No. This is awkward and I hate it." she replied with blushing cheeks as she wrapped her arms around herself. I nodded and then quickly took my shirt off. Lilly looked at me in confusion as I pulled my gym shirt over her. "Better?" I asked and she smiled. Cedric quickly did the same for Jasmine. Dolph gave his shirt to Nik and soon most of the guys were shirtless and all the girls were swimming in big shirts but much more comfortable.

Going down in a blaze of glory or something? He stripped his shirt off and laid it on his bag. He flexed his muscles as he kicked off his shoes. His track pants he left on for now. Menacing threats and intimidation were never as effective among men when naked with their pricks swinging about. Unless you're hung like Kody.

I blush furiously before stomping past. Idiots the both of them. We get to breakfast and most of the men are shirtless and the woman are wearing nothing but sports bras. I know they don’t get as cold but this is just ridiculous. Zylith and I are halted in the doorway looking on in amazement, “Not that I am complaining but, what is going on?” Zylith asks the question checking out every ass that walks by. I hit her in the stomach with my elbow to get her attention. She looks at me and I widen my eye and shake my head from side to side, telling her to stop that.

So what is actually happening is reality? The pain all over the body immediately made Helwi think hard. Wait... one second, two seconds, three seconds. "Aaa! Sir, quickly put your clothes on!" Too late, really. After seeing and realizing that Geri was not wearing a shirtless alias, Helwi finally closed his eyes. Luckily Geri is wearing boxer shorts which. Although still making Helwi blushing, at least doesn't show anything like a little brother...? "Shut up! Shut your mouth or I'll kiss."

Trying to undo the attention I brought him. He's proving to the public that he's straight. But he's into me, and I'll prove it. “I'm not worried,” I say to Diego while I continue eating. _____________ Hours later. I usually wear black. To intimidate, but tonight—--- I don't want that. Still, I don't want anything too bright. “I wore a faded — sky blue shirt under a black suit. Dark brown formal shoes. Cologne sprinkled over my hair and clothes—-- Invictus only this time.

It’s strangely domestic, a feeling I haven’t felt with the other bodyguards before him and I hate it. Despite the rising temperature and the bead of sweat rolling down my back in my light cotton clothes, Josiah must be roasting in his black shirt and workout shorts. “Trying to get me to take my shirt off?” He teased, a neutral face in place. His words would have been flirty if his face had a grin. “You wish.” It wasn’t the most inspired answer yet but it was all I could think of. Honestly, I want to see him shirtless. I bet his abs are undoubtedly another amazing sight like the rest of his body.

she descended the platform. The indicated packs’ main fighter, the substitutes and supports headed towards the ring. The main fighters were shirtless and wearing shorts and wristbands while substitutes wore transparent crop tops and loose pants along with their armbands. The supports wore white t-shirts and black joggers along with various coloured ribbons tied around their heads. Erion’s substitute fighter, a tall, slim and dark-skinned man with dyed golden, braided hair, was the first to go up.