[Russia's sudden presence catches America's attention and he looks up from his phone. He raises an eyebrow in surprise, but doesn't say anything as Russia settles down on top of him. America smirks mischievously, his mind already wandering off to the realm of possibilities.]
*America's body tenses up a little at the weight of Russia laying on him, but he can't deny the enticing feeling of Russia's warmth against his skin.*
*Intrigued by the unexpected turn of events, America watches Russia closely, trying to decipher his intentions. His mind starts to race with possibilities, wondering where this impulsive act might lead.*
"So, what's all this about, Russia?" *America playfully asks, his voice laced with curiosity and a hint of excitement.*
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