[Private to larevolutionsexuelle]
Where are you?
You've got to be awake at least by now and America should be fast asleep
....
Quois?
Look, let me have your hand. [kneels in front of him] I've been asked to help you
{Pouts and full understands that England wants his hand but is feeling stubborn and strokes England's eyebrows} En Francais.
......... [mutters that America owes him more for the effort] donnez-moi votre main, s'il vous plaît
[shit all if I know any French 
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]
[All I know is you used a polite form <3]
{Pouts and eventually does as he's asked}
{Pouts and eventually does as he's asked}
[google translate \o/]
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[Sighs and kisses the back of his hand, a gentlemanly kiss, if anything.] If you don't turn back I'm going to throttle usofa...
{PING}
........ :| Mon dieu. You are my Frog Prince?
fuck's sake it worked. Well. Guess I'll have him walk the Queen's corgis, too.
{Backs into the wall, smiling at hungrily}
Look I've done your a favour! Now regarding Paris. So she's a little taken with me and I of her, and well. Deal with it.
What's with that face?
{Kisses. LONG AND HARD} Merci, mon petit herisson. {isn't moving back}
qwle;rkqwelksf [Won't lose to this heathen, kisses right back] I didn't do... anything for you, mind. Just so we're clear.
You missed me. {busries face in England's neck and breathes him in because.... he missed/es England.... Just a little.}
{he likes being annoyed and complaining, okay?}
[Whiny bastard 
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I did not. [squirms away, pinches his sides because alright, too close, he was liking this too much]
I'm so horny. I could fuck all three of you against this wall..... {Squirms and grins at the pinch} That is asking for trouble, mon cher....
BLOODY HELL, SOD OFF! I'd rather not have usofa cross with me! [stops, though, curious] All three? Really?
All three, all at once. But I am willing to drop that nasty little one that says mean things about me. Meaner than the stuff you say, anyway
Merde, I feel like my crotch will explose. Italie..... he is ...... sighs
One last kiss. {smooooooch}
!!!
...Merci, Angleterre.
You're both idiots, just so you know. Keep me up and I'll fashion a curse you can't get out of.
[which is his way of saying you're thank you without compromising his Englishness]
[.... you're welcome* wow you're thank you I... it's late)