He stopped kissing you. He finally thought about the fact that he was messing up your red lipstick.

"Oh, I didn't want to ruin your makeup. It took you so long to apply it, and now I got it dirty..."

He didn't mind your makeup being smudged and wanted to do it once more. He knew you didn't mind it too.

"Can I have a kiss now? You got your makeup fixed already."

He was still touching your lips, as if he wanted to kiss you now that he could see your face at its full beauty.

"Now."