Novel & Cerita Sonic Blushing

I said Mangey purrs. I turned around to see a massive yellow wisp, angry and under Corona’s control “its the drill wisp it used to be an ally to Sonic back at Sonic Colours now Corona has brainwashed it to stop me” I said, Sonic was in tears and shock to see the yellow drill wisp now massive and angry ready to stop me. My group and I get ready to fight against the massive yellow drill wisp.

And all she could do now was defend. She could see that this new attack carried twice the amount of power compared to the one earlier. And that meant that she couldn’t just handle this with her inner energy coat. So she countered with a skill she didn’t need to prepare herself to execute. A special skill much like Silver’s Distort. It was called Sonic Blast. Opening her mouth widely, she inhaled a sharp breath of air, and then violently coughed out this air. But what came out wasn’t a gust of wind. What was returned was a powerful blast that struck against Mane’s blades and did exactly what the skill was named – cause a blast!

Red. Is the idiot....... blushing?

She turned to face me, our lips almost touching She moved her head back a bit, her cheeks turned red out of embarrassment so I decided to use this opportunity to tease her and not rat out my informant. "You're blushing." I poked her cheek with my index finger "I'm not. My cheeks turn red in embarrassing situations too." She replied back "What embarrassing situation are you in now? You sitting on my leg or the fact that our lips almost touched?" I teased her "You need to stop diverting from the main question and stop playing around. Who gave you my address?" She gave me a stern look

I kiss her briefly and then Nick helps me lean back. The redheaded girl looks at me and then to Ally. They raise their hands and the air around us turns a deep sea blue, then a dark red, followed by an orange and a yellow. What is that? Aamon asks. I thought he was gone. What is that sound? He asks again. I focus trying to hear it - another heartbeat.

I flushed more than I was already feeling, God, I feel so embarrassed right now, I wish I could just disappear from this particular scene of my life, along with anything relating to this. "You look beautiful, when you blush," Tristan said, this time he wasn't talking to me through the mirror across us, he talked to me after throwing, burning glance. Those words which I didn't know if they were even a real compliments or not washed over my whole body, resulting in me blushing more that I'd have pretend. "Fuck," Tristan muttered, directly looking at me without the aid of the mirror since he'd turned into my direction. "You can stop blushing already."

I touched my face, searching for something I can't see. He started laughing. "What's that for". I asked faking angry. "There is nothing on your face physically, your cheek turns red, you have being blushing hard nowadays". He said, I blushed harder, I looked down in embarrassment. "You don't have to be embarrassed, it is normal for girls to blush when talking to me". He teased. "You are now feeling superior, right". I said rolling my eyes. "Yes I am, I am handsome you know". He bragged.

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.

he says in a sting voice like there is no factor in the entire world that would ever be able to change this fact. Again, I feel my cheeks get even hotter and this makes Bleu stroke his fingers across my cheeks. He has now learned that me blushing does not mean that I am having a fever. From his point of view, he takes it as a sign that I am in agreement with his words or actions and I accept him. I hold on to his biceps and it takes very will power that I can possibly muster up from within to stop myself from licking the side of his neck and his shoulder.

He’s too close… “Are you okay, Mommy?” I looked at Stephie after she finished taking pictures of us. “Huh? Of course I am. Why?” “You’re getting red.” “Ohhh, Mommy’s blushing!” Stephie giggled as I cupped both of my cheeks. "Blushing, huh?" “I-it’s just hot, okay? What blush are you talking about? I’m going to change,” I said quickly and hurried into the changing room. I bit my lip as I stared at my reflection.