femdom/malesub oneshots and short stories

blush blindness

(Fluff)

Eliot was in their room, sitting behind her makeup chair, secretly applying blush.

He had seen her use it on multiple occasions. He had seen people on TV use it on multiple occasions-red carpet events, photoshoots, or just going grocery shopping. And they all looked beautiful using it. He wanted to look beautiful too.

Today, Aria and he are going on a date. All he wants is to look pretty for her, to have a permanent blush on his cheeks.

But he's scared she will think he's weird for wanting to wear it. He has never done anything like this before. But now, looking at himself in the mirror, he feels so gorgeous-finally deserving of the nicknames his girlfriend gives him. He can't stop applying it. The brush tickles his cheeks as he paints himself in his favorite color, smiling to himself and posing in front of the mirror.

"Eliot, I'm ready! We have to be at the restaurant in half an hour."

Arias's voice startles him, and he drops the blush, pink smattering all over the wooden floor.

Panicked, he lowers himself on his knees and tries to gather it with his hands, but the damage is already done.

"Elly, are you okay up there?"

He fights the tears gathering in his eyes as he replies, "Uhh-uhmm, yeah, I'm okay!"

Arias's footsteps can now be heard on the stairs. He tries to clean up the makeup station and at least hide the products that he used.

When she's at the top of the stairs, he screams, "Don't come in yet!"

"But Elly, I heard something drop. Are you hurt?"

"N-no."

There is nothing else he can do, so he wipes his tears, opens the door, and forces a smile.

"Hej."

She looks at him for a long moment, and he's concerned that there might be something wrong until a goofy smile creeps onto her face.

"Elly, why are your cheeks so pink?"

He stutters out, "Y-you can see that?"

And she laughs.

"Of course I can, baby. You're more pink than a flamingo."

That comment makes him blush, so he snuggles into her neck and hugs her.

She hugs him tighter, which makes him smile, and she whispers in his ear, "I think you might have blush blindness."

"Maybe. I didn't think it was that much... so, you aren't mad?"

"No, obviously I'm not. And you look very pretty."

His head pops up, looking at her. "I did it for you, you know, for the date."

"Thank you."

"Yeah, but... I-"

"What?" He gets out of her embrace, sighs, and opens the door, showing her the broken blush container.

"So-sorry, I know you liked it," she doesn't say anything. "I'll buy you a new one, I swear, and I can-"

"Elly, shhhhh, it's okay. Don't worry."

A new set of tears threatened to spill from his eyes while he was apologizing. She stepped closer to him and wiped them away.

"Listen... this is fine. It's no big deal; it takes five minutes max to clean it, but... why are you so scared of telling me this? You know I love you, and I had never been mad before at things like this. I love it when you get all cute with me, dressing pretty and stuff. If you wanted to use my makeup, you could have just asked."

"Really?"

"Yes!"

"I don't know why I'm scared. I just never did this stuff before. But I like looking pretty."

"Great, 'cause you know what's the best part about this whole thing?"

"What?"

"We're late to the restaurant."

His eyes widened. "Shit, Aria, I'm sorry, I-"

"Shut up, Eliot, I'm not finished."

"Sorry."

"Stop saying sorry, now... May I continue?"

"Mhm."

"What I was going to say is that we are late, BUT I have another blush that's actually much better than that one, so... we could just have a night in. And I'll help you with the makeup stuff."

His eyes were now shining with excitement.

"REALLY!?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I wanna do that instead. Can you also paint my nails? I'll do yours too."

"Sure, I'll go cancel the reservation right now."