The atmosphere had definitely now shifted to one of desires and intimacy. this was probably what Victoria was most good at and she made sure to place Amelia's own hands upon her, before sliding in for a most sensual embrace. The excuse of an artistic eneavour tended to allow a more relaxed attitude about certain things and, with one sly glance taken at the camera, the brunette turned attentions much more fully upon her willing 'model'.
"It's got to look natural," she whispered, one set of fingers sliding into blonde hair, while the others supported the small of Amelia's back. Possibly even moving a couple of inches further down, although not too far. "Close your eyes," Victoria practically breathed over partner's mouth, as she turned attention down and to the side. Supposedly, all for the benefit of the camera, but...
Encouraging the girl to arch neck further, allowing fresher exposure of skin, Victoria was either playing a very dangerous game of flirtation, a very good actress or both, for she allowed herself a teasing brush of lips to that neck; once, twice, three times a lady. Each one seeming that much more like a genuine kiss than the last, rather than just a testing gauge of where best to pretend for the camera. then came the tip of Victoria's tongue, light and seductive, tracing carefully over Amelia's pulse, albeit fleetingly.
"It's all about the surrender, see..."
With that, digital camera starting to take its first pictures, Victoria covered throat with a curtain of lips and pressed teeth delicately against skin, for the photographic illusion of bringing partner her kissing 'bite' of eternity.
And unless she was very much mistaken, was that a light squirm she could feel, underneath the water...?