Luffy Arms Crossed Novels & Stories

How embarrassing, I must have scared him half to death! He released his hand from my arm, gently taking my fingers instead so that we could tread the water together, holding onto each other's hands. Our arms dangled limply at our sides as we swayed along with the current, "I'm not scolding you, little wolf," He released a weary sigh, his brown hair was thoroughly wet, appearing more darker than usual and his shirt clung tightly to his skin, showing the contours of his toned muscles, "I'm just trying to-"

"Cover up, dickhead. My eyes didn't ask for trauma this early." Zephyr bent to grab his clothes, slipping on his jeans. He smiled as he replied to Nik, not taking his eyes off me. "Lyla likes my ass. Don't you, Lyla?" He winked. I smirked, shrugging. "I like it just fine." He spread his arms like he'd won something. "You see?" Just as he reached for his shirt, I snatched it away. "Nope," I said, eyeing his bare torso. "I'm enjoying the view."

Behind her, Lucy stopped in her tracks, and her smile flickered, showing her fury. Meanwhile, Ria simply smiled up at him, and the hand that was holding on to his arm suddenly travelled up to rest around his neck. Without willing it, his other arm wrapped around her waist, holding her to himself. His breath quickened. Ria's thick lashes fluttered softly, and the curve of her lips was pulling him in.

( Lily's POV ) I take back my hand. Smile with him and instantly my diplomatic left hand shows my peace sign to him. I don’t want a fight Jeoff. Hehehe. A single hit of your hand will make me unconscious for sure. I am afraid that I might be the next to be thrown away after his phone.

he responds, his voice carrying a newfound respect. I sense Lyra's seething anger before I even turn to look at her. The air around her seems charged, her body tense and rigid as her arms cross tightly over her chest. Her seething anger engulfs the space between us, her body language a silent tempest of fury, I stand tall and unyielding, exuding an air of unquestionable authority. With arms crossed tightly over my chest, every line of my figure emanates strength and control. A flicker of amusement dances in the depths of my eyes, hidden beneath a veil of icy resolve. I can sense her frustration growing, that only seems to fuel my satisfaction.

He was standing at the threshold with crossed arms and a smirk on his face. "Our paths clashed again, Aria!" He winked, making Aria's spine turn into steel. Tbc... (What will happen now? Is it plotted once again? Do comment if you're liking it. Lysm:) XOXO ❤️

Ryu was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't know when Nori had joined him on the balcony until he felt the boy's bony arms around his waist. Ryy stiffened instantly. Aito's arms weren't this bony and Aito mostly used to hug him by wrapping his arms around his neck not the waist. Ryu didn't like it. The arms felt uncomfortable around his waist.

But we weren’t. Lio crouched down suddenly, and came back up pulling the shirt up over my head. I helped him pull my arms out of the sleeves and he tossed the shirt away; his eyes never left mine. I was left bare; only a frilly black thong on. He looked down at me as if he was taking a mental photograph. “I love when you wear those.” He said with a slight growl in his voice. “I’ll wear them more often then.”

He lifted a finger to point downward and rotate. I obediently turned. Nearly shaking with apprehension. He reached around my stomach. His broad chest pressing to my back as his hands slid over my round hips and along my stomach to cross over me. Linking with the fingers of my opposite hands. Pulling them around until my forearms crossed over my belly in a tight hug. Pinned.

Now it was done, and the cards could fall where they may. 2. Aurora Rage looked across the sands, filled with anger, so fierce her body vibrated with it. Staring back at her with a smirk on his face was her childhood friend Zulu. Behind him, his nomadic army looked on impassively-waiting for his signal. "We have no quarrel with you, Zulu!" She tried again, "Your family's death was not by our hands. I give you my word!"