Niall Horan Shirtless 소설 & 이야기

Of all the people in this club, it had to be him. Alex looked down at the disaster on his chest, jaw tight. Without a word, he released one of my arms and yanked the ruined shirt up and over his head in one smooth motion. The fabric hit the floor with a wet slap. He tossed it toward a nearby trash can like it personally offended him. He stood there shirtless under the dim hallway lights, revealing a perfectly sculpted hockey body wide shoulders, defined chest, ridges of abs that looked unreal. A faint trail of dark hair disappeared into the waistband of his jeans. He was all power and heat, and I suddenly felt smaller than ever.

- “He’ll also think that I’m some kind of pervert. Although he is the nudist here. Why is he walking around topless - completely shameless?” “Just a second, I’ll throw on something,” Neil said briefly, as if reading her thoughts, before disappearing from sight. He returned already dressed in a black sweatshirt with the logo of a metal band and with slightly tousled hair. He leaned out the window and became quiet. Only the muffled tapping of a finger on the wooden frame reached Leah's ear as a faint sound.

He removed his shirt and picked up a bottle, raising his hands as the cool water trickled down his handsome face and sweaty body. “AHHHH!!!” the crowd howled wildly at the scene. Some infatuated girls even fainted on the spot after they watched his bare upper body, which was like that of an ancient Greek god. Nora’s face turned a shade darker. This man! - - - Nora pushed open the door, and Liam’s naked body entered her line of sight. She closed the door with a loud bang and stepped inside. Hearing the noise, Liam did not turn over and continued putting on his belt.

Thankfully, that has never happened because Nick was always there to make sure I don't fucking strip in front of the guys when I'm all drunk and slurring. "Well, I'm just obeying the rules of the game, Layla. If we fail to carry out the dare, we'll both have to fucking strip and that's what I'm doing" Well, there were many rules but don't blame me. This one is just my favorite and I can't just wait for Shane to fucking take his clothes off. Besides, they were stained with whatever drink that dickhead had poured on him and I must admit, he kinda looked sexy, especially with the way the shirt hugged his body, revealing his perfect abs and six packs, or was it eight?

I’m convinced they’re fairly sick of me being the last to get ready every single time. Ronan wears a white shirt with the first three buttons popped open, exposing the skin of his chest and the dark silky hairs that form a somewhat straight line down to where the rest of his shirt covers. For the first time, his blonde hair isn’t slicked back. A pair of sky blue shorts hugs his thighs, exposing long, muscular legs that form a lump in my throat. He’s sitting on a couch, scrolling through his phone. Malachi’s clad in a matching grey shirt and shorts. His dark hair is combed to the back of his head, instead of the usual mess it is all over his face. While Jaxon is wearing…pink?

She stepped inside, her heels clicking softly against the polished marble floor, and her eyes immediately landed on him. Nathan stood near the edge of the room, his back to her, shirtless and glistening with sweat. The muscles of his shoulders and back rippled as he toweled off, the fabric of his workout shorts clinging to his hips. Emma’s breath caught in her throat. She had seen glimpses of his physique before—the tailored suits he wore left little to the imagination—but this was something else entirely. He was raw, unguarded, and utterly breathtaking.

He passed it to her gently and said, "You can make your way back home slowly. I'll head back to get started on the cooking." Hilda had only just rushed over to where the filming crew was when she saw Nathan strip off his shirt. The moment his shirt came off, his torso was bared to the crowd in all its glory, the lean muscles were defined as they coiled beneath his glistening skin. He sure was delicious to look at. Hilda swallowed and turned to see that all the cameras were focused on capturing this exact moment. No, she thought possessively. That's my husband! Get your cameras away from him!

Nate said as he embraced Nala. "Thanks so much Nate, you look extremely handsome considering the expensive clothesyou have on, Nala commented. Nate had put on a navy blue jeans with white shirt which tightly wrapped his broad chest, his abs visible through the shirt, coupled with the white sneakers, he was as hot as hell. Nala consciously checked her own dressing to gauge whether the two could match.

I could swear that Ronan had the other half of the moon on his neck. I felt Ronan stand behind me to inspect the mark on the side of his neck as well. It was also a crescent moon and the initial S.D. under it. But when I said I felt him, I meant I could feel all of him, his body heat and I felt his length poking at me. Why wasn’t he even wearing clothes? “W-why are y-you naked R-Ronan?” I forced out awkwardly and he backed away from me. He cleared his throat “fuck! Um… sorry I didn’t realize” he said. I wonder who was more embarrassed between the two of us, and why the ground couldn’t just swallow me and save us all the torture.

A slight commotion sounded from the private room next to them, and coupled with the dim and blurry lights, there was an ambiguous and intoxicating feeling. Julian glanced at Nora, who was standing at the door, and stood up while taking off his clothes. He pulled off his tie, then he took off his suit jacket. Nora took a step back warily when he raised his hand to unbutton his shirt. “W-What are you doing?” Julian continued unbuttoning his shirt with a nonchalant smile on his face. “This outfit is too restrictive. I’m unbuttoning it to relax.” Nora was speechless. She did not open the door to run out, but she refused to come forward. She simply stood there and watched him slowly unbutton thre