Winter Class Ch. 3
His face is beet red... or is it? i can't tell - could just be his red fur. leaving him alone for now would be my best option. i get up off the bed and turn around to see vole, standing in front of me. actually, i just see his shirt.
Our Goddess - Ch 5 - Telling Tails
Akari's ears burned and she was sure her face was beet red. additionally, inara's magnetic attraction was in full effect, pulling akari's eyes and thoughts to her.
Dawn
The girl blushed beet red, letting her fingers glide free from his hand and rest on his fist, and she emphatically nodded with a huff of pride.
A Tale of Two Lives || Chapter 6: Of Family
It took him some time, but his physical contact did loosen up crystalia's body enough for her to move, and he went beet red when she leaned her head over and gave him a soft lick on the cheek as a show of affection.
Reverie
Lylia walked straight to lounge in the aft end of the ship, opened the fridge behind the counter and grabbed the nearest can of beet.
Boy Scouting: A Baby Blue Short
The tracking hound's eyes lowered to his feet and the lynx squeezed his shut as his cheeks turned beet red. dex, unbothered by their reactions, only pressed ahead, sounding more excited. "don't be ashamed!
Aftermath - Reunion
The next one who argues and i beet both of your asses, tie you up, throw you in the trunk, and drive you there myself. got that? you may not like each other, but by the gods, you're going to be friends if i have to enforce it a gunpoint."
Brothers: Chapter Six, Contents Under Pressure
The raccoon's heart raced in his chest, the insides of his ears turning beet red as he turned his darken glare at jurek before speaking up. "excuse me, have to use the restroom."
Evolution Part I: Chapter Thirty-seven
His tongue was beet red though it'd been hours since he'd been forced to walk. "you're trying to scare me with talk of running for my life, but let me tell you something topsy.
anon gets bullied sexually by moths
His face is beet-red and his arms are folded. >flask: "just get on with it already..." >you begin cleaning his balls up, after all, his copiously foreskinned cock should be saved for last. he squeaks a bit in response.
Kapitel 6 - Die Taschenuhren
Der firebird polterte die auffahrt hinunter, schlitterte durch ein beet und kreischte, als die reifen in den asphalt bissen. "wouuuw" heulte der wolfsjunge noch einmal, und fühlte sich wunderbar wild. brian grinste glücklich und drehte das radio auf.
The Warriors
"i guess it beets being stuck in here. if i'm going to die a convict, may as well get it over soon."