The vanity glowed softly under the warm light, a perfect halo around Junali as she leaned closer to her lover. He sat still, his eyes half-closed, trusting her hands completely. Her delicate fingers worked with precision, brushing foundation over his cheeks, smoothing every edge with care. "Relax," she whispered, her voice as gentle as the touch of the sponge against his skin. His lips curved into a small smile, his gaze flickering to her. She was breathtaking—her hair flowing down her shoulders, her lips painted a subtle rose, her eyes glimmering with concentration. With a flick of her wrist, she applied a hint of blush, the soft pink mimicking the warmth she felt whenever she was near him. She picked up the eyeliner next, her steady hands tracing the perfect line along his lashes. He chuckled softly as her fingers grazed his jaw, and she smirked, leaning closer.
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