[Oh, he wasn't expecting that really. His fingers trace skin when Arthur kisses his palm and Ivan hums, intrigued in the easy affection. It's funny though, because Ivan himself adores the older nation in his arms but fear? No, he's not felt that in a long time towards this man.
He tips his head down, easily bridges the height difference between the both of them and kisses back. Ah, but it has been a long time hasn't it? Perhaps you can forgive him, then, for the way he seeks warmth and settles closer. See, because he shifts, lets his arms settle warmly around Arthur's waist despite the chill of his own body and deepens the kiss. His hold is loose enough that Arthur can back away if he wishes even if he doesn't think Arthur will.]
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He tips his head down, easily bridges the height difference between the both of them and kisses back. Ah, but it has been a long time hasn't it? Perhaps you can forgive him, then, for the way he seeks warmth and settles closer. See, because he shifts, lets his arms settle warmly around Arthur's waist despite the chill of his own body and deepens the kiss. His hold is loose enough that Arthur can back away if he wishes even if he doesn't think Arthur will.]