Shirtless Naruto Novels & Stories

Zaliver began to remove his shirt, pulling it over his head, and threw it on the ground. “What are you doing?” I gasped, watching as he unfastened his belt and unbuttoned his pants, pulling his zipper down. I looked away but looked back into his electric blue eyes. “Unlike werewolves, my clothes don’t shift back with me. I would be completely naked. Lucky you, huh.” He stopped moving and smiled charmingly at me.

she whined, tugging on his arm. Darius? His icy blue eyes drifted to the barbie, and there was a sharpness to them. Annoyance? His gaze returned to me and briefly to the worn tan backpack I’d used sewn on patches to hide holes. His lips turn up ever so slightly. “Uchiha,” was all his deep voice said before he stepped around me and his barbie girlfriend had to struggle to keep up in her sky-high heels. Uchiha? I was confused until I looked at my bag and remembered that I had recently patched it with the Uchiha crest from the Naruto manga and anime. Does he know it?

Leon’s POV Then the closet door pushed open slowly and Ronan stepped out, still damp from the shower they'd given him. His hair was wet, curling darkly at his neck. His body was naked except for my boxers that he was wearing. My black silk briefs were hugging his hips low, his cock outlined soft against the fabric. This was bold of him because I hated anyone touching my shit, especially clothes. The closet was mine and private and the slaves were stripped bare, that's the rule.

"Who is that guy in the shirt and slacks? He’s so tall—and did you see that shot? Unreal!" "When he jumps for a three, he looks like someone straight out of a manga. Totally giving handsome shonen vibes from the old days!" "And he’s not just tall—he’s hot. Anyone get a good look at his face? Seriously, that man’s a ten." "And the way he plays ball in a dress shirt like that? It’s got this ‘gentleman hitman’ energy—refined and ruthless. It shouldn’t work, but it so does." Adora stood off to the side, holding Louis’ jacket, quietly watching.

Chapter 59 I was wearing a thin white long-sleeved shirt, tied at the front, and denim shorts. Lazarus strongly opposed me wearing this thin shirt, thinking it looked too transparent and my black lacy bra could be seen, but he couldn't do anything when I reminded him of all his wrongdoings towards me. Fortunately, he understood. It's not like my shirt was that thin anyway. He's just overreacting.