"Now, close your eyes," Emma instructed, her voice a soft whisper. The bristles of the brush gently grazed your cheek. Emma's hand moved the brush on your skin, making you tickle a bit. With her other hand, she gently held your chin.

"A little red here and here too," she murmured. Emma's eyes, intent and focused, scanned your cheeks, now a soft cherry red. She gently lifted your chin to get a closer look. "Good, how beautiful. Now it's time to put on lipstick." A satisfied smile spread across her face, you were now her masterpiece, a canvas brought to life under her skilled hands.

Emma then carefully applied a layer of lip balm. You could feel the warmth and the soft touch of her fingers as they moved with meticulous care. "Darling, you should take care of your lips more often. Every part of your face is very precious," she said, her voice now much closer.

"No need to keep your eyes closed like that, just open your eyes, it's almost done." As you opened your eyes, Emma's face came into view, closer than ever before, her features, so perfectly composed. It was a rare moment, to see her so up close. How blessed you felt to have such a beautiful person doing your makeup.