Luffy Blushing Novels & Stories

“This isn’t funny Lucien… we would have gotten caught” "But we weren’t… you worry too much" "One day your luck is going to run out." He sat upwards as he smirked at me. "Maybe…But not today." He reached up and gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "You know..." "What?" "I've never seen anyone blush as much as you do." "I don't blush." "You do." "I don't." "You are…right now." I looked away, unable to stop smiling. "You're impossible."

said Lily in a playful tone while playing with his hand. “Sexually??” asked Hyun Jin teasingly. “No! You dirty minded guy!!” said Lily hitting his hand. Her entire face milky white face turned strawberry pink in color. “Cute” said Hyun Jin looking at his girlfriend, who was blushing hard after just one word.

“The point is I can’t walk around naked…” “Who cares about your nudity?”, she asked appalled. “Well if that red tint on your cheeks is any indication, I’d say you, you’re blushing and you do care” “What?, What? What is even your problem?”, She questioned in a high-pitched voice. “More blush”, he pointed to her cheeks. “That is anger blush not wanting to see you nude blush or whatever…” “Wanting?”, he questioned, “That’s new, you know love, all you need do is ask simply and I’ll be willing to indulge…”, he said smugly.

he murmured as his eyes darted down to my lips then back to my eyes. I couldn't stop my giggle from breaking free at his corny answer. "It sounded corny?" He questioned with a shy smile and I nodded, noticing the faint redness in his ear lobes increasing the more he blushed. "It's cute when a man blushes honestly," I pointed out the fact that he was blushing which only made his face become rich in deep crimson red. "I'm not b-blushing," he faltered his nonsensical objection, moving his body a little away from mine with a visible hurt ego, my laughter rippled through the air—earning myself a side glare.

“It’s incredible.” Lia blinks at me, caught off guard. Then, to my absolute delight, her cheeks turn pink. “Oh my god,” I smirk. “Are you blushing?” Her eyes widen. “No.” Colby, always quick to jump in, laughs. “Oh, she is.” Rain leans in. “We should document this. Someone take a picture.” Lia groans, covering her face. “I hate all of you.” Matt smirks. “No, you don’t.”

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.

After a while, I was able to put myself in control. "I'm not hurt Urano. It's called a blush. It happens when a lady is shy and she gives that smile. The cheeks puff up and go all red". I explained with a smile. "You look beautiful when you smile". He complimented and I covered my face in shyness. "Did I embarass you?" He asked, getting up from the floor where he was still kneeling. "You're always worried about every single thing!" I exclaimed. "When it comes to you, I can't take chances". He said and sat beside me on the bed.

Elsa responded and gave me a heart using her hands. “So tell us what is the reason for the big smile on your face”. Lily said. Trust her to always notice every detail about you. “Nothing! I just feel like smiling”. I replied while blushing more. “Oh my god you are even blushing, who is the guy?”. Joyce asked. “What! No! There is no guy”. I said very quickly and blushing deeper. That most have gave me away. “Looking at the way you react, there is definitely a guy”. Joyce insisted.

“Ujum. He is very angry, another rage and he turns into the Hulk.” She loosened the ropes, peeking out one eye and confirming that it was gone, and safely pulled her head out of the diver, “Exaggerated.” “Why are you blushing?” Her rosy cheeks looked like strawberries thanks to her freckles. “It's hot under my sweatshirt.” "He murmured," she brought his vision to her fingers on the table, which were playing at hitting each other to calm his nervousness. Why would she be so nervous? My spotlight shined, my eyes widened and my mouth followed them, “Do you like Freck?”

Is it bigger? Her lips are painted a glossy rust colour that matches her pants. She now looks up and smiles at me, blushing coyly as she averts her gaze. “I’m ready,” she says, looking down as she tugs at her sleeves, clasping her hands in front of her, which only squeezes her breasts together fucking temptingly.