“……ESPAGNE!”
Ah, but it is obvious I will win this~
-confident- Game on then, ouais?
*nods, grinning, and makes a kissy-face* Come on, then~
-steps closer, head inclined in amusement, mouth close to his- We are to kiss, non?
*murmurs, lips almost near enough to brush his* That is the general idea, I believe…
-snorts at his serious expression- Je Comprends. -pecks him lightly-
*presses his lips firmer to France’s, hands clasped deliberately behind his back*
*steps forward and, as France has caved before he did, wraps his arms around his shoulders, pressing enthusiastically...
-hands ease from his pockets slowly, unnoticed, staying limp at his sides as he furthers his ministrations before...