[ Despite his usual open-mindedness, at least in regard to casual sex, France still harbors some misconceptions about America apparently; namely the boy suffering from his Puritan upbringing. He doesn't know if this is something he'd do back home or not. What France knows is that this is different. His feet seem to carry themselves to the booth on their own accord before he has the chance to think too hard on it.
Other things he doesn't want to think about: America choking on his dick.
So he doesn't. His fingers find America's hair and he tugs with just enough tension to get the boy's attention. ]
So eager. Try again, slowly. [ He feels a rush at ordering America to do it all again. The only thing that keeps France from physically urging his length down the other blond's throat is the strong hand pinning his hips to the back of the booth. It's like a trainwreck but he can't look away. Really, America is cute. Even with a dick in his mouth. Particularly under that condition, actually. ]
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Other things he doesn't want to think about: America choking on his dick.
So he doesn't. His fingers find America's hair and he tugs with just enough tension to get the boy's attention. ]
So eager. Try again, slowly. [ He feels a rush at ordering America to do it all again. The only thing that keeps France from physically urging his length down the other blond's throat is the strong hand pinning his hips to the back of the booth. It's like a trainwreck but he can't look away. Really, America is cute. Even with a dick in his mouth. Particularly under that condition, actually. ]