Cheesy Compliments Novels & Stories

Pride slipped through his voice which got deeper than usual, almost like he deepened his voice to call himself the King of names. Oh Lord. How did I never know he had this cheesy side? “The girls that drool over you have no idea how lucky they are that they don’t know you in person, since when are you this cheesy?” I giggled, taking another cookie, which was good by the way. Who bought it? “I have always been cheesy, you’re just the only one who gets to see that side of me, now get your hands off my cookie jaw, Cupcake.” he squinted his eyes, as he turned and continued his cooking.

The fact that he praised her for her poetic nature—this was far more enjoyable than any compliments on her beauty, which always felt insincere. “Mr. Clemens, you really know how to flatter people. I do enjoy making little snacks and baking things in my spare time.” Charlie smiled, His eyes, like crescent moons, became even more charming. “Auntie, it’s clear you’re skilled with your hands. Whatever you do, you excel at it. Candice takes after you.” This was a 360-degree compliment with no blind spots. There was no mother who could resist this. Margaret’s lips twitched, trying to hide her smile. “I just do it for fun.”

"And a... a smart one at that. Not to mention cool and... extremely beautiful." Beautiful? That's a first. Did the wine go straight to his head? Damien's entire face was red now. "And, and you can stop me anytime with the compliments if they're becoming, you know..." I forced a smile, unsure of how else to react. "No. No, that was fucking sweet." He lowered his head. "Sweet? Golly gee, thanks for making me feel like I'm eight." I lifted up some more noodles. "Well, you're not so bad yourself."

When the hostess leaves, it’s just the both of us. I try not to stare at him, but he’s shameless about looking at me. “You look like you deserve more than a heated pillow and champagne,” he throws the compliment over. My pússy catches it and lurches towards him, juicing up my entire panties. “I know,” I chuckle. “It’s all I get, though…and I’m not complaining.” What I meant to say was, ‘You, sire…look like you could give me more than a heated pillow and champagne!’

Exchanging jokes and reassuring ourselves of love that exist between us. “This is the most delicious food I have ever eaten.” Micheal complimented my cooking, an alluring smile curved his parted lips as he lifted up the spoon to his mouth. I would blushed and chuckled. “I'm such a great chef. I'm even very proud of myself, honey.” We laughed hard together the moment I finished my word. “Each morning I wake up, I usually thank God for giving me my precious Anne.” He said, I glanced at him, before turning it to my food in front of me. “There is nothing I am looking for in a woman I have never seen in her. Nothing!”

“You are a pervert.” “I like being a pervert for you.” “Really? ” I pulled her in by her waist and kissed her deeply. “Your lips are sweeter than cherry.” “Ugh, both of you make me sick. Can you hurry up and prepare that potted beef? I’m actually hungry, and your constant flirting with each other is actually cringey. I need to leave this place before I vomit my intestines out.” “You need to get yourself a man,” Cheska exclaimed. She laughed and shook her head.

“I would like to retract my previous statement. Your complimenting skills exceed all expectations.” One corner of his mouth curved up in satisfaction. “Do I get a gold star?” “How about this?” I mirrored his words, laying my hand over the one still pressed against my racing heart. “If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say ‘This poet lies; Such heavenly touches never touched earthly faces.’” “Are you seriously complimenting me in Shakespeare?” Oh shit. Oh fucking shit. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry. You’re gorgeous but that was peak cheese. Weapons-grade cheese.” I tried pushing off his chest, desperate for distance between me

"You don't have to eat if they're not to your liking," he apologetically uttered after realizing he must have gone nuts inviting her over. "They're actually delicious; I can't believe if my tastebuds are playing with me or you are genuinely a good cook," Nicole noticed his mood became somewhat awkward, so she answered her praises in a sassy manner. And it worked. Mike felt elated. "Really?" Mike beamed. He was sure her comment was sincere. It would have been more doubtful if she said it is a common way others would express their compliments. Hearing her say it in her natural manner, he was convinced it was a sincere comment, so they started to eat.

“Be careful my dear. Maid, serve water now!” After drinking, I finally got to stop choking. His sudden and strange compliment made me almost choke myself to death. Thank goodness I just ate two slices of apple. “Dear mate, let me repeat, you don’t need to be so shy with your……shining pink body. You look so beautiful I swear by the moon Goddess. Such a mistake of yours might be one of the most mistake that I love.” “Um…are you sure? Perhaps that’s just your preference but what about others? They might laugh at-“

he smirks, and I hit him gently on the chest. "If you hadn't hidden away from the public, I think you'd have been a certified Playboy with a sweet mouth." He narrows his eyes at me. He does not like my weird compliment, and I do not know why. Of all the things to say, that was the first thing to come to mind. "What does that mean?" "I just think that you have a very sweet mouth. You always seem to know what to say." "You'd not believe me if I said this, but you are the only one who has managed to bring this out of me."