Blushing Chart Novels & Stories

I teased. He rolled his eyes at me, and then shoved back from the table. He shuffled around some parchment on his desk before returning to the table with a faded black-and-white map. Using a colour code was rare on the maps we had in Blue Moon, because it was only useful for mated wolves, and I assumed it must be the same here.

I straightened up, building my walls back up in hopes to feel a little bit of strength again. “another male or males in this case has caused the natural human reaction of a blush to tint your cheeks sweetheart.” Levi gave me it straight like he always does. I bit my lips my cheeks growing hotter now that I was aware that they had noticed. Maverick clenched his jaw in the attempt of biting back the low rumble that vibrated in his chest. “But I can’t control how I blush or what I blush at” I spoke to no one in particular. “and I can’t control what I dislike all I know is that I don’t like it” Maverick retorted with yet again a cold tone.

There were no cracks or bumps under the skin, so I reached out and gave it a gentle push. "Whoo-hoo!" The muscles under my fingers trembled violently, accompanied by a whimper in a strange tone. I was startled and withdrew my finger, "What, did I hurt you?" He lay on the ground, gasping as if he would die in the next second, and his face was abnormally red. “Why are you blushing? !” I knew that his face was covered with scales, and the color of his skin couldn't appear on his face. “Are you sick?”

It's probably the effect of the weed, or maybe we such good friends that we make each other laugh so hard? Nah, it's definitely the weed. "I'm pink," Ashley says, continuing with this little game. "Because of my hair." She starts to play with the ends of her mostly pink hair. "I'm grey, the color that's between dark and white," Kristen says. "Because I'm the innocent one here but I'm also moving to the dark side." She starts to giggle. "You are definitely going to the dark side." Tatiana agrees with her. "I still can't believe you are a virgin though."

he eyed me in the sexiest manner that made my heart skip a beat, "with you." I felt my cheeks heat up and I felt like burying my face in the wet sand. He suddenly gasped and pointed at me, "Are you blushing?" My eyes widened, "What? No! Why would I be...what?" He rose to his knees and for the first time in a while, I saw his eyes brighten, "You are blushing, Alruin!" He exclaimed, still pointing at my face. "Look at your cheeks, they are all red. Hey! Chase! Come look at Alruin's cheeks!"

"And I'm just cooking in an apron. It’s not like I’m completely naked." "That's not the point!" "But I read online that humans like this," he said, confused. "You don't like it?" I was about to give him a firm 'no' when he leaned in closer, his voice a low, seductive murmur. "But I see you blush every time." "Th-that's just a normal physiological reaction!" I turned my face away. "Anyone would blush at a sight like that!" "So you admit you like it?" "...Put a shirt on."

Gloria examined her damp face closely in the large bathroom mirror, her expression a mix of worry and lingering embarrassment. Her cheeks remained stubbornly flushed with a deep, ruddy glow that refused to fade, no matter how much cold water she had splashed on them. This persistent blush terrified her deeply—she absolutely did not want anyone, especially Lukas, to glance at her and immediately peg her as some cheap, desperate whore chasing after forbidden pleasures.

“The color of the orb above your hand will change color as you hover it over different parts of your patient’s body. Different colors mean different ailments, but in general, green means they are healthy and the darker the red, the closer to death they are. I know you just want to blow shit up, but this stuff helps with control, so just do it.” I suppressed a snicker as I stopped the cart next to them. Lady Britanny filled a foam cup with coffee before reaching for my chin. I forced myself to hold still, then bit my tongue to keep from moaning again when her touch lingered. Her hands were so soft on my face, and the sensations she poured into me went straight to my lower bits. A dozen other

You know it. “I know,” I said, though a tiny ache still sat in my ribs. “It still hurts.” Then change the feeling, she answered. Surprise him. Be bold. Watch an adult video, she said, voice smooth as water. Techniques. Confidence. You’ve spent enough time blushing over him, time to learn how to make him blush more. My mouth fell open. “Blue!” I hissed out loud, my face flaming. “You can’t just say things like that!”

He doesn't bother to comb his long hair, always messy, falling at his forehead, which makes his face so cute. "You're staring at me," he smiles teasingly. "I'm not!" I quickly look away, feeling a bit shy. "Since when you're shy, Samlin Greenham?" he lifts himself up by pressuring on his elbow, gazing down at me. "You're literary blushing. You know what happens when you blush? Your cheeks turn red, like spilling color. Just like this," he puts a finger on my left cheek. "I know, shut up!" I giggle, swating his arm.