Kurapika Shirtless Novels & Stories

“I won.” “I watched, unfortunately.” “You owe a hug.” he shoots back. Wait, a what? “Ew I'm not touching you!” she snaps, and I can't fight the grin that teases my lips. “You are all sweaty.” “It's the sweat of a winner, kotynok.” he grins, waving his shirt in front of her. Did I mention he's shirtless? Oh yeah, he is but Amara hasn't looked at his chest. “I'll let you sell my jersey, you can bank off this.” he offers.

Once I got his permission, I slip inside the room, but then almost turns back when I saw he was shirtless, with just a white towel covering his waist down. He has a freaking eight packs and narrow waist. Muscles budges across his screen, and one directly lay from his waist and disappear into the towel. He is such a feast to the eyes I almost forget what I was here for. I cover my eyes, embarrassed that I had stare for a good while. "You could have told me you're dressing." "I'm just shirtless. Not a big deal." "I'll wait for you to wear something." "Whatever makes you happy." In less than ten seconds, he told me to turn around as he is done putting on his shirt.

KAIRA The shirt came off his shoulders and I almost stopped breathing. I had seen men without shirts before. This was not new information for my eyes to process. But my eyes were being completely useless right now because they refused to move and they refused to behave and they were taking in every single detail of him like they were trying to memorize something they would never see again.

The eight-pack abs were firm and alluring, with droplets of water lingering on his neck, streaming down his chest, gliding over his abs, and disappearing into the towel. Kane raised an eyebrow, feeling confident, attempting to observe every expression on Lani's fair face. However, his self-assuredness in his allure came crashing down when Lani, with a puzzled look, asked, "Why aren't you wearing a shirt? It's chilly in the autumn, and you're just strolling out with a bath towel. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Puffed the smoke upwards. Karina's shirt had come off and fallen down. Saka smiled crookedly. Karina's upper body was only covered in a bright red bra. His down there was already tense, just looking at Karina who was half naked. 'I don't want to do something like this,' Karina screamed in her heart. She lowered her short skirt. Until her body was only wrapped in her underwear. It was ruined—Karina really took off the last piece of cloth that covered her body.

Zara’s POV By morning, the power was still out, the storm was raging, and Caleb, well, was still infuriatingly hot. I padded into the kitchen barefoot, my oversized shirt slipping off one shoulder. He was already there, leaning against the fridge, shirtless again, sweatpants hanging dangerously low on his hips, and his V line on display for me to lust after. I didn’t say good morning. I didn’t need to.

I reached into his kandura, my fingers closing around his dick, rubbing the length of him with a firm grip. “Katia,” he groaned against my mouth. He pulled away just long enough to strip. He pulled the white kandura over his head and discarded his boxers, standing before me completely naked in the desert light. I didn’t wait; I shed the abaya and my own clothes, kicking them aside until we were both entirely naked on the ridge. We came back together instantly, kissing deeply while our hands continued to explore and

He says, not requesting. I put on His Majesty’s shirt. One of his crew neck sweatshirts, which falls to my knees, wider and longer than my sleeves. I feel so cozy in it, and my firm nipples are visibly shaped in the absence of a bra. Kade King stares at it for a while, and I can see he appears a bit jealous. Jealous that other men might see the outline of what he has cherished and loved so much. But he keeps mute and leads me to the car.

"A cool guy. So don't do this." Seeing that his son still didn't understand, Keenan quickly grabbed the towel and wrapped it around the master's waist. "I'm embarrassed," Farel whined. "Hey, you're wrong. This is what a cool guy looks like," Keenan interjected as he adjusted the towel. He also posed in Popeye style. Showing off his muscles because he happened to be eating a short-sleeved t-shirt. "A man's chest and arms are weapons to be proud of. So there's no need to be ashamed."

“ Finally, he put on a shirt! “ Francie said to Lordylla and Kilaila. Kilaila: “ Who? Zeuck? Hahaha, only today! Because it's a special occasion! Lordylla: “ Does he usually go shirtless? Kilaila: “ Yes… Francie: “ Lack of elegance! Kilaila: “ In the summer, everyone goes shirtless! At sea it is terribly hot, as well as cold! Francie: “ Now it's winter! Kilaila: “ How often will you see Zeuck in pants and his huge coat that he leaves open, showing off his abs! Francie sighed and shook her head. Lordylla whispered: “ Why do you get involved with him? He saved his virginity! Haha ha Francie: “ But he’s still a pirate! Lordylla: “ Zeuck is beautiful! I love that almond-colored skin! Francie: “