[ To her credit, she's frustrated enough that her anger is convincing. But He's back to teasing her as he should and she has half a mind to just lean down and bite him and make him scream.

Then again, she remembers him liking that a lot. Not that she minds— he looks delectable and she's weak to men in lingerie. That's impossible to hide right now.

Upon learning that it's Germany though, her eyes widen as she keeps her hand firmly around France's cock— ]

Oh. Poor Germany. I don't think he'd like something like that— without asking for it first, at least.

[ Still, she doesn't sound too disappointed about that now. Germany knows France, is probably used to weird things from him, but hey, who knows, he might feel excited by him too. Still! She shakes her head quickly and huffs, pushing France's legs up enough so that she can bite hard along the flesh of his inner thigh. A short enough bite to make him jump. ]

And that's your punishment. You're stuck with me in this outfit while I put you in your place.

[ Not that she looks unpleasant in any way, button down shirt, long skirt, just missing her lab coat? She smirks. ]

I don't like being teased when I'm already this worked up, amour.

[ She moves over him until she's got her lower body pressed up against his cock through the fabric of his lingerie, while pushing her face into the side of his neck. And he may see what she means— if he can make out that she's got no underwear on under her skirt while she's pressed up against him.

Among other signs of her excitement as she has her face hover over his. ]

Unless you plan to contest that?

[ She knows he likes being attended to just as much as he likes giving it and why give him an easy time of it anyway? ]