Paint It All Red Novels & Stories

The paint is a deep red, almost black in the dim light of the studio. I work methodically, painting him from base to tip, leaving no inch untouched. By the time I'm done, his cock is fully hard, an angry red from the paint and his own arousal. I step back to admire my handiwork. Kane is flushed, panting softly, his cock throbbing against his stomach. The sight sends a thrill through me.

SCARLET'S POV (CONTINUATION.) I stare at my nails, gapping at how beautiful and unfamiliar it looks at the same time. Unlinke the before transparent white color it is now painted into a red colour. My favourite colour. It looks really beautiful and weirdly I like it. It's the first time I have ever done something like this to my nails. "Let's play another game." Janny bounce up and down on the bed. Another game......we have played Monopoly, scramble, avengers logo, and make up....a game where we team up I'm two's and make up one another.

"This will do the trick." It's deep cherry red.

"As my wоmаn I wоuld nеvеr allow you tо dуе уоur hаіr another соlоr. Nothing іn a bоttlе саn іmрrоvе upon whаt Gоd аnd nаturе hаvе wrоught, much lіkе уоur соrnеlіаn. In аddіtіоn, nо реrmѕ fоr уоu as thе chemicals used wіll damage healthy virgin hаіr. I ѕаіd, аѕ I wаѕ running mу fіngеrѕ thrоugh Puppy's hаіr. Tаnnіng bооthѕ are definitely оut, lоng раіntеd nails; never, ѕеnѕіblе manicured nails аbѕоlutеlу." "Adаm уоu were not gоіng tо allow me аnу оf thоѕе thіngѕ еvе n if I wеrе nоt уоur woman." "Yоu аrе аbѕоlutеlу соrrесt mу dеаr. Tell me mу precocious Puрру. Tell mе as mу wоmаn, оr lоvеr, or nеіthеr, hоw wіll уоu bе wеаrіng уоur hаіr іn thе future? "Whаt wіll bе mу preferences? I unbuttоnеd

This was supposed to be unforgettable for her. “Red,” She began but stopped to breathe in. “I’m not a believer in love at first sight, but when I first saw you, my heart stopped beating, and it was like it peeked outside my chest to see you.” She turned her head to my children. “I fell in love with the children and with you,” her last three words were almost a whisper as she returned her gaze and locked her eyes on me. “I love your family… your colorful family,” she chuckled sweetly and looked at my kids. “Red, fill my world with hue. With you. Before you came, it was nothing but gray, but you brought colors into my life. I’ll only ask you for one thing… Paint my world, Red, and I'll paint y

The discussion room online, too, was bombarded with comments and questions. [Simon Gray is too handsome!] [Why would someone so handsome cheat? Why?!] The world was reeling with questions and astonishment, as well as hating on Charmine for doing such a despicable act. Meanwhile, the mastermind sat languidly on her sofa as she painted her nails bright red. It was a unique warmth-sensory nail paint. Once applied, it would turn the nails bright red, and the tip of the nails would turn dark cow-blood red.

I said in reply with a whisper, "In exchange of mine." ----------------------------------------- Present Lyanna took pictures of the fair with such peaceful smile, I asked, "You really do love arts, don't you?" She replied, still immersed with her photography, "I like it when colors combine at its full saturation." "But you're turning a collage that's in black and white?" Lyanna snickers, "I found it fitting to my theme- it looks magical despite the monochrome." Suddenly a group of thugs surrounded her, I squinted my eyes as I grit my teeth, one of them actually had the nerve to grab Lyanna's hand roughly. I immediately grabbed his hand with a glare.

Summer POV One Week Later “Are you sure about this colour, Ezra?” “What’s wrong with red?” “Nothing, but red everywhere?” He wanted red booths, red lights for nights and red wallpaper. It’s too much. I had to fight him on the uniforms and draw the line at red wallpaper. “Okay, fine, maybe we can dial it back.” “Aside from your little obsession the bar’s going to be great,” I said, slipping under his arm. “Wait, do I still have a job?” I asked.

"I thought you were into the flashy types." "I'm into you. Every inch. As soon as we clear this bar, those clothes are history. Finish the damn daisy." Giddy, Val dipped his brush into the water, dried it, and flicked the tip. A spray of red paint caught Finn right across the cheek. Finn’s jaw dropped. "What was that, Cruz?" "Red is your color," Val choked out, trying to hide his laugh behind his hand. "You want to play?" Finn loaded his brush with thick blue paint.

“I believe we need a darker colour. Ruby Red seems flashy. Don't you think?” I opened my mouth to tell him exactly why I chose the colour, but Dashiell beat me to it. “Not if we balance it correctly. We can use Ruby red for accents, like table runners, flower arrangements, or even a signature cocktail. That way, it enhances the overall aesthetic without overwhelming it. We can make it work if we approach it maturely, like Nova pointed out."