Anon Blush Blush Novels & Stories

Sitting next to Mable, Blair gleefully watched the woman apply blush to her cheeks. He lifted the lipstick from the vanity set and deftly unscrewed the cap. “I’ll apply the lipstick for you, Mabes.” Mable was amused. “Do you know how to apply lipstick, darling?” “I know from observing you put on lipstick every day.” Mable put down the brush and turned to Blair. “Alright.” She opened her lips, waiting for him to do the job. Blair picked Mable’s favorite lipstick, a graceful pinkish red that complemented her skin tone perfectly, deviating from the conventional red hue.

Tonight, less felt like more. Next, she reached for her cream blush stick, twisting it up and smiling softly as she applied it to the apples of her cheeks. The color was a muted rose, flattering and romantic. She blended it with her fingers, tapping gently until it melted into her skin. Her highlighter came next—a subtle champagne glow in a gold compact. She brushed it along the high points of her face: her cheekbones, the bridge of her nose, her cupid’s bow. The light hit it beautifully, giving her a dewy, sunkissed finish.

I engulfed her waist with one arm while the other stayed on her cheeks, as my thumb was still on her lips. Her cheeks, were bright pink, matching the colour of her lips. If there is something that adds more beauty to her, it’s not makeup, it’s her blush. She looks so damn beautiful. “I told you, I wouldn’t be able to control myself if you do that, didn’t I?”

After the team of professionals were done with me my icy blonde hair was curled into soft waves that cascaded down my back with an intricate braid that went from the side of my head under the delicate curls. After being plucked and prodded with tweezers, lash curlers, powders, and sprays, my usual pale complexion was now warm with a light blush and a natural smokey-eyed eye shadow. My full lips were lined with a muted mauve color, making my lips look soft and inviting.

“Uh… I don’t think I’ll need makeup. It’s past ten and I'm actually going home—” “Could you please just do it?” she whined, giving me that wide-eyed, pouty-lipped puppy look. “It’s my way of saying thanks. Because I just know Heidi Bier 'the bitch' is getting canceled tomorrow—and you, sweet little thing, are the main character.” She clasped her hands dramatically under her chin. I sighed, accepting my fate. And ended up being dollified by Amy Ambrose. “This,” she said, holding up a sleek lipstick tube, “is one of my unreleased products. Aurora Shade Plus Glitter. Reddish-pink. And you are the first to wear it.”

A slow, admiring smile curled on her lips as she eyed me from head to toe. “Your face looks kind of pale, though. Just put some light makeup on, and you're ready to go.” Cassandra said, and when I surveyed my face closely in her vanity mirror, I realized she was right. I borrowed Cassandra's lipstick and applied it to my lips. Even after lightly applying it, the finished look still seemed too intense for me. So I rubbed my lips with my forefinger to lighten the color until I was satisfied with the result. Afterwards, I pressed my stained fingers on my cheeks to create a blush to conceal my paleness.

she yells out, another chuckle coming out of me at the annoyance in her voice. “Well I would like to take my date to the banquet.” Caden’s voice argues back, the words slightly muffled by the door. A blush creeps along my face as Karina sighs again, telling me to put the mascara on so she doesn’t poke my eyes accidentally. I smile, opening my eyes and taking the mascara wand from her outstretched hand before looking in the mirror. I am shocked by the neutral tones of brown, beige, cream and gold she has paired as my makeup, my sapphire eyes popping with the muted colours. I accepts the lash curler from Karina, quickly finishing the look with mascara and take a final look at myself.

And even more beautiful was the manner in which she lightly emboldened my eyebrow with a light brown pencil. One would expect her to at least use some foundations to blend my skin together, but it’s obvious she’s good enough to realise my face did not need such a burden to feel beautiful. She had instead applied a little dust of powder to my face before aiding it with some pink shade of blush and bronzer. With a brush of nude shadows on my eyelid and eyeliner, she added a finishing touch by applying plain gloss on my lips and the overall effect was ‘stunning’ if I may use the word myself.

While I didn’t drool over my reflection, my eyebrows did shoot up to my hairline. My erratic, messy curls had been tamed to perfection, cascading over my shoulders in pale waves. Even my face had a bit more color, hints of baby pink blush dotting my skin. The majority was around my cheeks, creating an innocent blush that Delaney swore would hold up even if we chose to go swimming. She curled my long lashes, applying a light colored mascara that tinted them a few shades darker. The color brought out the pale tones in my eyes, making them jump like two freshly polished stones.

the curves of her hips, a thong of the same creamy color as her skin was the only thing that hid her sex, the woman walked up to the platform she was using to parade in front of Klaus, there was some makeup on her face, he noticed, a blush The shade of peach covered her cheeks while the blush caused by her gaze rose from her chest, her lips had some kind of gloss on it and her hair had been styled to fall to her shoulders in heavy dark waves. "Leave us alone" he ordered, Anika looked at him with wide eyes because of surprise, which was, to tell the truth, the last straw, her brown eyes with that damn expression of surprise made her crotch ache because of of necessity. Sonya, Vlad and the res