"Oh not at all~... I'd much rather take my time with you too~?", and Alisa returned the innuendo in kind, looking over her shoulder as she brushed her long, silky black hair out of the way, holding that smouldering gaze the whole time.
Alisa wouldn't mind at all, after all, the fact that Bella was now standing here, looking at her at eye level... She couldn't help but admire her confidence, and could tell this was far from her first rodeo. If she had to guess, this was far from her first time flirting with her fellow models~... Impressive how alike the two of them were, and that clear reminder of it shout a shiver up her spine:
"Like this~...?", she teased, running one hand along that toned midriff, scultped by hours of training regimens, all but folding one arm under the fullness of her bust, feeling its heft as she all but squeezed her cleavage ever so subtly between her arms, fluffing it out with a sultry, seductive gaze in her eyes...
Making it clear she was all too happy to show off for her, and not really noticing how so many of the spectators looked on in awe, some even fanning themselves... But right now, Alisa only had eyes for her talented photographer~