Teasing Synonym Novels & Stories

” He said winking flirtatiously at me. You son of a bitch! 'You're jealous!' Jem teased. I ignore her.

His brothers are having fun teasing him for his absurd reactions. "I told you it's my canine tooth!"

Sherly couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed and overwhelmed. Alice, Sherly's close friend and the unofficial gossip queen of the university, noticed Sherly's exasperation. She teased Sherly, "Sherly, my dear friend, you're practically a campus celebrity now. How does it feel to have everyone bending over backward to win your favor?" Sherly, rolling her eyes, responded with a hint of sarcasm. He just wanted to remove the smile from Alice's lips. His sarcastic tone and teasing smile make her want to rip it off.

Or, was he teasing me? “I'm not interested."

he teased and I smirked. “About your baby, he has refused to let me keep anything down my throat, he's been fighting with my stomach for days now,” I said and Lucas' eyes lit up as he giggled. “Well then let’s hope he turns out to be a strong boy huh, then his enemies would bow to him like a king that he is,” Lucas teases as he kisses my lips and walks away from me. He started taking off his shirt as he went into the wardrobe. I walked behind him to see him just in time as he looked at me with a smirk. As if teasing me, his tattoo made him look more attractive and I wonder what each of them meant.

“Soft, warm, and radiant.” Rolling my eyes good-naturedly, I playfully punched him on the arm, feigning annoyance. “Stop teasing me,” I retorted, but my tone couldn't hide the giddiness brimming within me. His words had ignited a warmth in my chest that spread joyfully through my veins.

Mad’s pointed out, holding a finger up, “You know, now that I think of it, Reigh and Vance had a really messy little friendship. I didn’t really care about that kind of stuff, but I think they used to share their women.” I cocked my head in bewilderment, “No way.” “Yeah,” Mads pressed, laughing, “And, back then, Taide always teased Reigh about bottoming.” My cheeks went red, “Bottoming?” “Like, you know…” Madeline’s eyes turned coy, “Taking it in the ass.” “Oh, my goddess.”

I climbed off the bed. '"Just a friend, uh? It doesn't seem so. You've been grinning from ear to ear, blushing, squealing into your pillow, kicking your feet in the air, and laughing to yourself from this person's texts. That doesn’t sound like just a friend." He teased. I rolled my eyes. "It's really nothing."

“I don’t hate you.” “Then why, why do you love torturing me?” “Ouch,” he placed his long, slender fingers on his beautiful molded chest —which I could see every muscle through the body-hug he was wearing— and feigned hurt. “When you say it like that, someone would think I’m wicked. I prefer the word tease. I love you teasing you,” he smiled pretentiously. His beautiful honey eyes lurked on me and I had no choice but to look away.

"I lied, but you were making fun of the fact that I d-didn't have a boyfriend and-" "Whoa, whoa, whoa." I shook my head. "I wasn't making fun. I was teasing. There's a huge difference. Making fun means I'm trying to make you feel bad about yourself, teasing is what you do when you want to embarrass someone. Huge difference." "And yet both feel bad!" "You need more sugar." "Huh?" "It will help with all your nervous energy." "I'm not engaging with you." "So, a maid huh?" She let out a pitiful groan. "This is why you don't kiss strangers."