Luffy Shirtless Novels & Stories

Michelle noticed his strong jawline, his broad shoulders, and his well-defined torso since he was not wearing a shirt. Alpha Lance and the rest of his pack don’t bother wearing shirts and spent most of the time in just loose-fitting pants or a sheet wrapped around them because they shifted often. Alpha Lance dropped the sheet that was wrapped around his waist, his manhood already fully erected by the sight of Michelle’s full breast and hourglass figure, her nipples erect from the cold water. ‘Is she still a virgin?’ Alpha Lance asked Angakok through a mind link knowing he will be able to see.

I really need to thank the prince for doing these for me. "Don't you want to swim?" asked Lucifer when we reached the beach. I shook my head. "I-I don't have any extra clothes with me." "You can just ask for the staff outside," he replied. "N-No, I'm fine." "Is it really because you don't have extra clothe or because you're afraid to swim?" "W-What? I'm not afraid, I just don't feel like swimming." He just shrugged. Then suddenly, he started taking off his shirt in front of me. I tried to avert my gaze, but my eyes couldn't help themselves from looking at his Greek God-like body. I rarely do it, but I don't know. Have I gone perverted?

As you glance back at your friends, jumping and laughing in excitement, their voices gradually return, and they pull you in, insisting on grabbing a drink, leaving you with no choice but to stay. But no, that's not my reality at the moment. Izzy, Emma, and I squeeze our way through a sea of sticky, sweaty bodies, searching for a spot with a bit more space than our current cramped surroundings. "Emma! I'm so glad you could make it," a shirtless blonde guy greets us, his smile so bright it could blind us. Is going shirtless a thing here? This is the third guy I've seen without a shirt. "Denny, so good to see you," Emma responded with a forced smile, shaking his hands that were obviously expect

"Oh! Sorry, Miles! It seems like you're shirt didn't make the cross. I'll fix that bug later!" "Woah, dead eyes... you have six-pack?! You're skinny, but you have a solid body build. How are you so weak?! "Hahaha! Miles is shirtless in the middle of the city!" I'm shirtless! Don't tell me... The only shirt I brought from the previous world is gone?! "Ishigami! What happened to my shirt?!" "It probably disintegrated." "What?!" Forget about it! That isn't the worse thing these brats have done to me! I don't mind being shirtless cause damn! Do I have a sexy body!

I generally felt that I would never cause a kid to be that way. As he zooms away, I start to giggle. "It would be great if you could simply get it in some cases, Liam. Work on that," I mumble as I get out of the water, utilizing my old shirt to get dry. Interestedly I get the garments he brought, thinking about what he chose to get me. The shirt is an easygoing top, with a tad of ribbon, and is sleeveless.

"At least throw this on? Open, if you like. Are you OK?" A slow, triumphant smile spread across his face. He took the shirt, slipping it on but leaving it completely unbuttoned, the singlet and shorts still fully visible, the shirt just framing him. "I'm okay, Boss," he winked.

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.

Luna's POV: I'm standing next to Tatum's bed looking at the shirt he's laid out for me. It's a soft grey color and thicker than the last one. I pick the shirt up and bury my face in it inhaling the masculine scent that lies within it. I hurry and dry myself off snapping my fingers to make a pair of underwear appear before slipping the soft cotton shirt over my body.

He groaned in frustration, right, he was her guardian Angel now. "Ready?" He asked. "I am." She replied. "Go get ready." "What do you mean? I am ready." She looked at him with raised eye brows. "You are?" "Uh huh.." He nodded positively. "Don't you ever wear clothes?" Liam looked at him self. "What do you mean? I am dressed." "How about a shirt Liam. Are you really going to go bare chested? Without a shirt?" "Uh huh." "Liam..." She started but was cut off by Liam with a wave of the hand.

I watch him get in his closet to change, and I turn to Ansel with a smirk. “I feel so accomplished right now.” “Of course you do, you little psychopath.” “Don’t pretend you weren’t fighting for your life not to laugh, and that you didn’t hate that shirt, even a little.” He lifts his Hands in surrender. “Guilty as charged.” I’ve hated that shirt since I first saw him wear it when he and Ansel came to help me train by the riverside. I mean it’s a pretty nice shirt, but the obscene inscription makes me want to burn it every time I see it on him. What do you mean by “All the ladies…take them off for me”? I’d tolerate it if it ended at that and left people wondering what the meaning was, but no.