"Scared of? Me?" Declan asked, not entirely understanding. He would never do anything to threaten the other man, nor harm him. That was one of his major fears. He'd much rather be a receptive partner and eradicate that concern altogether!

Of course then that brought to light the fact that 'this was happening' and his breath raced for a moment, scalp prickling as he rose obediently, oblivious for the moment to his rekindled arousal.

"I...I only know anything because of books..." he hedged gently, halfway to their quarters, fingers turning to curl around Aoba's hand.

"If it isn't enjoyable...it'll be my fault. I'm sorry..."