dirtydaddythings: Blush He looks like he’s been slapped. His face feels like it’s is on fire and it
dirtydaddythings: Blush He looks like he’s been slapped. His face feels like it’s is on fire and it spreads through his body. His neck starts turning red then shoulders then his chest. Anywhere and everywhere that his skin can change color as blood rushes around will become redder and hotter to the touch. Knees, arms, elbows ribs.. all these places scream ‘more, PLEASE, more!’ The heat rising from his skin can warm a room on a cold winter night. He looks sunburned, and no where is safe from the fire spreading inside him. The closer he gets, the brighter the shade. Even if he’s trying to control himself, to go the distance and make it last, his blush is the pressure meter telling me I only need to push a little harder to take him over the edge. I love a blushing boy. -- source link