The low sound from Russia might be the only sign of impatience that Canada would be able to pick up on as he drove. Truth be told, he was getting a little impatient too. Especially now that he didn't have a hand to hold.

At last he arrived and parked, now the only sound is of Ivan breathing in and out. Then the other nation is kissing his ear, nibbling just the right spot tantalizingly, and then he breathes his name in his ear, capping it off with that taunting kiss.

He does indeed follow in an instant, leaning towards that smile that is literally captivating him. And on that smile Canada plants a kiss- caught up in the emotion of the moment he is not in the least self-conscious of the fact they are still in the car with clear windows all around. Doubtless his kiss speaks volumes as well, of how needy for this he is, and a hint of that deep-buried passion that comes from his French roots.