-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*
-thrusts his hands in his pockets, balling them into fists for good measure as he sighs against his mouth, pressing against the two pliant pieces of flesh cheerfully-
*slips his own lips a little lower, angling his head carefully, to enable him to take France’s lower lip between his teeth, biting lightly as he tugs on it*