Obanai Shirtless Novels & Stories

__ Yes … I took the backpack off my back and opened it, I took the diving clothes inside, I handed one to him, keeping the other, without shame, I took off my clothes right there, leaving only my underwear and wearing the super tight jumpsuit, when we were both dressed as men they whistled at us. ___ more than cute __ enhances the glutes Aníbal took it in stride, as I got irritated, which culminated in the end of their dull grace. ___ the next one who speaks a s will rip out the tongue...

They all turned their heads to Kian who's jaw almost reach the ground. "You've got to be kidding me." He mumbled. His dada is wearing black fitted suit without wearing any shirt. Just the coat and it was open. Plus, the earrings and the long necklace. His tattoo is also sneaking. "Wow. Bud, you really need to show your abs?" Thorin whispered shaking his head. Calvin just shrugged before turning to his son. He smiles brightly before winking. "Did he just- "Wink?" Theo and Dom said. Kian smirked. He knew what exactly is going on. Thorin let Calvin to say something.

Why is he shirtless? >Shirtless Salvy He turned his head and smiled at me. “Sorry my angioletto, I did not have a shirt on my gym bag.” My heart and my ovary jumped. I have this strong urge to run my fingers to his chest and abs again. “D-did I say that out loud?” I cover my mouth with my hands. He nods and chuckles, he gets back to cooking and I shamelessly stare at his body. His back has several scars and some of it looked like they came from deep wounds. Is his life always in danger? He looks strong but what if someone tried to kill him again like last time.

It was where I had left it before I fell asleep—drowned by the cream waves of my tousled bed sheets. Tobi doesn't strip down, even though he is half drenched. He is still in that his brown and black 50-over-50 woven sweatshirt with orange stripes at its shoulder, that makes him resemble a homeless person. His hair is in a disarray, in small tight curls like locks. It adds more realism to the homeless-person effect. His watch contrasts with the persona though. It has caught the light firmly between its silver-metallic gray links, shining and glinting.

I watched with wide eyes as he came drew closer; I was in complete shock, unable to move a muscle; I watched the veins in his neck popped out as he took a sharp breath. And before I knew it, Bane was thrown off me with force, his back hit a tree, and he groaned in pain; I crawled back in fear as Henry stood mere feet away from me; with his fist clenched at his sides. I looked to Bane, and he was removing his shirt; I gaped at the sight of Bane shirtless, with his six-pack and nice tone body. Stop it, Calliana. Now is not the time for this, I remind myself.

She couldn't see the man who kept turning away from her coming in after her unless he intended to do it fully clothed. "Okay, but you have to strip down to your undies. No tricks," she said, calling his bluff. His jacket hit the floor and it was her turn to gulp. He undid one button and then another until his shirt was on the floor too. Aria inhaled sharply. She knew he was completely ripped under his tailored suits, but damn if seeing it wasn't something else. Aria was not a stranger to shirtless men. She had sparred with her fair share of them. Bart didn't sparr without a shirt though, so this was all new to her.

"Clean off your body with sand. Call us back once you are dressed." "My shirt?" I asked as I held up the ensanguined shirt. For some reason, I felt the desert camouflage pattern was ruined. "He can go shirtless," Priya suggested quickly. Mona and Rachel nodded. 'Showered in pig's blood'...I didn't recall seeing that on a Cosmo sex quiz. I shuddered to think whose sexual survey would...oh, right, it was on the Satan's Sluts' To-do List.

He frantically shook his head, trying not to remember it. "Kai." Manik placed a shirt on his shoulder from behind him, grabbing his attention. "Change into this." "Oh, than-" his words were replaced by a frown when his eyes fell on the shirt. It was a 3D muscle printed skin toned shirt that he had gifted Manik on his last birthday just to mock him for being such a body building freak. "No I am not wearing this!" "I only have that shirt in the car." Manik shrugged. "And c'mon it would look good on you. You know with those fake abs on display you wouldn't need to worry about real ones"

He continued guiding the route and I continued following him but…. I had to stop myself and guess, close my eyes too. Out of nowhere, he starts taking off his shirt and then his white t-shirt which he was wearing. What the hell? Am I supposed to close my eyes or open them? I have not seen any men shirtless before. What should I do? I tried peeking through my fingers while covering my eyes with my hands. So this is how they look like when men are shirtless. I have, not for a moment had imagined a guy can be so attractive without a shirt. His perfect 8 abs, white but bit tanned skin, broad arms….How can someone be so perfect?

I felt someone's arms wrapping around my waist and removing the ladle off my hand. "You'll get burned, I will cook instead." Uno kissed my forehead and pushed me to the side gently. I just sat on one of the seats and watched his back muscles flexing as he cooked. He was topless, the only thing that he is wearing is probably his underwear and black sweatpants. I furrowed my brows. "Uno, why are you not wearing a shirt?" I asked. "Ah! I just thought that the conditioner on my shirt will also make you puke so I didn't bother." He laughed and didn't bother to glance at me.