Shoto Shirtless Novels & Stories

Caught like this. I smirked, tilting my head as I zoomed in on one particular shot. His shirt was unbuttoned, slipping off his shoulders, his expression hazy—completely unaware, completely vulnerable. The dim lighting only made the scene look more damning. And Aisha? She was positioned just right, close enough that the implications were unmistakable. Damn.

I noticed the tips were all obvious, I quickly used the shirt to cover up. The air was quite tense, he quickly turned to wear his shirt. “Why are you here?” I asked, trying to lessen the tension. " As you can see, I was treating my wound." he said, buttoning up his shirt. “By the way, are you okay seeing me shirtless?” He asked, raising his eyebrows. " Yeah I am, no big deal" I answered nonchalantly. "I'm not like those girls that are always all over you”. " I didn't ask that, Claire.” he said, tucking his shirt into his trousers. "So that means I wouldn't mind seeing you without a shirt too, you know?". I immediately stood up and threw my shoe at him, “You pervert!". He dodged it and starte

Antonio added. "Inform me when his ship will land on shore and ask our men to turn ship into different direction." Damien instructed. "OK sir." Antonio then went to complete his task. Damien looked at the photographs. There was a woman in a sapphire blue gown holding the arms of a smiling man who was wearing blue tuxe. On each side there stood two boys wearing the same tuxe as the big man. The boy on left had a cold, expressionless face while the one on left had a naughty smile.