Shirtless Naruto Romane & Geschichten

"Oh, sorry I forgot your a man. But seeing your chest flat as the wall. Hmm... Yea. Seems your a man." Right now, Nathan is wearing a white top uniform and a black necktie. Hearing Nikka had said, he blushed from embarrassment then shouted, "Don't tell me even you questioned my sexuality?! I'm 100 percent straight men!" He proudly said as he stands and hitting his chest with his arm. Nikka chuckled from her friend reaction. "Aiyoo~ of course I kno —" she stops when Nathan out of nowhere shouted excitedly, "B-b-b-bento?!!!" his sparkling eyes are looking at the big lunch box in Zitrey's lap that was covered in untied pink silky cloth with sakura flower pattern on it. Kate insists this type o

Nova was confused by Liana's reaction. "Hey, what's wrong?" Nova began to look for something wrong in him, a second later, he realized. He wears Naruto's underwear. He immediately jumped and screamed loudly while taking over the blanket — the blanket in Liana's hand and fell to the floor — he immediately covered his body.

Because of his spy always scolds their transaction and blocks the entry of dollars into the black serpent that they can use that start and overthrow everyone involved. Bang! On the arm, she shot. The blood came out like a faucet. "Madam!" Naruto is the secret agent and reaper. He is the one who works well even without him. "What!?" She was angry that she didn't look back. "That guy is still tough." Naruto kept his face serious. "Yeah! I know. He wants more torturing him! Before speaking." Her voice was high. "Ha-ha..ha.." It was hard to laugh. Because of the blood lost in its body.

"Do you have a thing for moping? Cause you've been doing it a lot lately." ‘Lately he says! We haven’t seen each other in days. The audacity!’ I thought, yet said nothing. I blinked. Twice. And then again. Was it hot in here? Or was it just… Well. Every single man in the room was shirtless and glistening in sweat. Except Ronan. He looked exactly as he always did — calculated, composed, not a single bead of sweat trailing down his temple, or anywhere for that matter. It was then I realised unlike everyone else, he was the only one not in training gi. He was in his suit pants. Which told me he might have returned not too long ago.

"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!

ARRETT Xavier standing there shirtless shouldn’t be a big deal because we’ve all seen him without a shirt a thousand times. But right now with the context of what we’re about to do, it feels different. Nobody moves for what feels like a full minute. Then Nash stands up and pulls off his own shirt like he’s ripping off a band-aid. “Fuck it. We’re doing this.” Cole is still standing by the pool table looking like he’s reconsidering every life choice that led to this moment. “How does this even work? Do we just all—”

for this hunger we both felt? I'm all naked, thanks to Nathan. In as much as I feel inexperienced, I won't let it bother me tonight. I tugged at his shirt as the suit jacket had already been taken off a while ago. He was bare chested now, with just his trousers on. My gaze rested on them and I crouched down to help with the zipper. Pulling it off with outright urgency, he quickly step out of them when it fell to the ground, just below his ankle.

he replied with a smile. At that moment, I noticed he was in running shorts, his shirt appeared ripped as if he had fallen, and he wasn't wearing any shoes. I glanced up at him and furrowed my brows in confusion. I was just about to say something when Ikaris spoke. "I run better without shoes," he chuckled. "And your shirt? Did you fall?" I asked, pointing at him. Ikaris looked down and then back at me before reaching for the shirt's hem and pulling it off, revealing his muscular chest. He smiled at me, a smirk on his lips. I could feel my cheeks flush as I looked away.

“I’d like to shower alone, if you don’t mind.” Nate wasn’t looking at me as he pulled off his shirt. He was still so thin. Not even as a kid did he ever look like this. His ribs jutted out and his skin stretched over the bones. There was definitely more definition to him, but nothing showing he would ever be able to fight again. My eyes caught the silver marks on his arms and I made fists. “You lost that privilege when you tried to take your life.”

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.