"Ok, just sit there and don't move."
Carmilla reluctantly follows her instructions and tries her hardest to look as miserable as possible as she sits on the arm of the chair. Meanwhile, Laura runs to her spot on the seat and brings Carmilla's hand to her lap, a few seconds before the shutter clicks. She gets up and checks the picture.
It's a great picture really; the two of them sitting together with the fireplace blazing behind them. It's not good enough, though, as Laura lets out a frustrated groan.
"This is the third time! Do I really have to tell you to look at the camera, Carm?"
"What? It's not like they actually want to see me in this thing. I have no business being in this picture, and neither do these hideous sweaters."
"Come on. The only reason you don't like it is because you're too hot thanks to the fact that you refused to change out of that corset of yours."
"Cupcake, why don't you take this sweater off of me and see what I'm really wearing."
Carmilla's provocative suggestion didn't fail to bring the rosy color that she's all too familiar with, to Laura's cheeks. The fire crackling behind her definitely didn't help any.
Flustered, Laura resets the camera and quickly repeats her instructions to sit still, but with an added "look at the camera and smile". She retreats to her previous position and grabs her girlfriend's hand and places it in her lap.
Within those few seconds, between grabbing her hand and sitting down, Carmilla thought it'd appropriate to drag a lazy finger down the inside of Laura's thigh,resulting in a small squeak.
When the picture was taken, Laura didn't get up right away. Instead she bent back Carmilla's finger and, after standing up, pushed her down into the chair. She pulls up the picture and stares at Carmilla with eyes that could burn "seriously?" into the ground.
On the small screen, was a wide-eyed Laura and an over-confident Carmilla. The older of the two, got up and looked at the picture and let out a small laugh.
"Well, sweetheart. I think we have a winner."