Shoto Todoroki Shirtless นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They were about to leave the classroom when the door open, and Misao Aika had the presence of mind to shut it after her, which would necessitate her sex partners doing the same. Misao Aika only caught a glimpse of a muscled male body wearing a simple black kimono that hung open with no belt revealing his large, rampant erection. But it was his head she noticed in the split second before they collided, for he was wearing a Japanese demon mask. Teacher Tadeo allowed the man to pass as if he knew who the person wearing the mask. Misao Aika was baffled. That was the case for Takahashi Sato as well. “Are you going to play with me too, good sir?” Misao Aika asked. She was doing this to make sure t

Shiro closed his eyes in pain and when he opened them, they were glowing with pure light. "Enough of this" he said he vanished out of sight. All that could be seen of him was the trail of light he left behind when he passed by. Wind suddenly began to blow in the underground hall and it could be felt in the wind as he got faster. He moved around the hall at unpercievable speed then suddenly stopped and yelled "OVERSHADOW!!" SHIN SEKAI SECRET: Orie is always shirtless and barefoot when using the power of the gods as they are connected with the forces of nature that dwell in the sky and in the soil.

Sometimes it would even be as different as how they dress. For example: their pack was the only one who wore kimonos to prominent events. Shiro wore a simple black one. There was no need to have intricate designs or artwork. That would distract them from the things he needed to say. His hair went to his lower back when it was down. He got it from his mother and grandfather. It was as black as night and as straight as the wooden boards on the ground. He had put it up in a simple ponytail, allowing it to lie on his neck and blend in with his dark outfit. The only thing that stood out against his clothing was a necklace that his grandfather had given him. It was a red medallion that rested on h

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.

Standing there was Victor, spreading his undeniable charm; except he was shirtless, with a towel wrapped around his waist, dangerously low. Oh, what the....