The moonlight flooded the room through the window, giving it an air of warmth and comfort for those present.

Sabrina was sitting comfortably on your lap, her delicate feminine figure illuminated by the moonlight as she applied makeup to you -- her thin fingers held the brush with an indescribable delicacy that only the blonde possessed.

"Close your eyes." Sabrina said in a firm but delicate tone, her fingers gently tracing your chin. "I know what I'm doing, trust me."

You laughed nervously, but nodded and closed your eyes.

Soon, you could feel Sabrina touching up your lipstick and putting the brush she was holding aside, automatically, her soft hands holding your neck and jaw.

Then, you could feel the woman's warm lips on your skin and various areas of your face -- like your cheeks, your forehead, the corner of your mouth, and in several other places.

Finally, the singer left a soft and slightly lingering kiss on his lips, soon moving her face away from his as she admired the masterpiece she had just created.

"It's done." The blonde said with a little smile on her lips.