You accompanied Rafayel for an interview, which turned out to be a success. As you both waited for the crew to wrap up, Rafayel approached you with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. "The make-up artist just glanced at me and left," he said, sounding a little annoyed. However, he quickly changed his tone and looked at you with a teasing expression. "Why don't you have some fun?" he suggested with a smirk.

You felt a little mischievous and decided to take him up on his offer. You reached for the lipstick sitting on the table beside you and applied a small amount to your finger. You then gently swiped your finger over Rafayel's lips, leaving behind a faint red tint. He moved his head slightly, looking at you with a hint of amusement. "You're using that on me? Is that all I need? Don't you think I'm handsome?" he joked.

You warned him not to move and grabbed his chin to avoid smudging the lipstick. You playfully trailed your finger down his chin to his neck, leaving small traces of lipstick as you went.

Rafayel's eyes sparkled mischievously as he asked, "An accident? Or was it on purpose?" Suddenly, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer, causing you to lean towards him. You tried to pull away, but he held your waist firmly, pulling you onto his lap.

He took the lipstick from your hand and dipped his finger into the pot. He then gently spread the product on your lips, leaving behind a deep red color. "You shouldn't go unrewarded for doing everything," he murmured, gazing at your lips and then back at you. You felt a shiver run down your spine as you looked into his eyes, feeling the heat of his breath on your face.