Aoba asked to give a kiss, but instead, found himself the recipient of three.
He didn't resist a moment of it. Oh, he was briefly confused, having thought that a show of initiative and willingness on his end might reassure Declan of his honest intent, but as soon as the Guardian reached for him he went passive, lest he ruin whatever was about to happen. But he barely had to be guided, because he went off his own accord.
He'd never been kissed so carefully. Maybe Declan had, indeed, forgotten more than Aoba had currently learned. Just sweet little kisses, but his heart skipped again and a warm rush seemed to tingle over his skin and down his spine. He gripped Declan's hand not to indicate that he should stop, but to affirm the contact.
Then came the pause afterwards where Aoba absently dabbed his lips with his tongue and realized a couple things: one was the question in Declan's eyes, and the other was that he still wanted to give.
His own free hand came up in turn, mirroring but not exactly, because he threaded his fingers into Declan's hair, some part of him having already noted at those moments before where it had occurred that the Titan seemed to like the sensation. Then Aoba answered the question by leaning in, himself, giving one softly lingering kiss in place of three fluttering ones.
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He didn't resist a moment of it. Oh, he was briefly confused, having thought that a show of initiative and willingness on his end might reassure Declan of his honest intent, but as soon as the Guardian reached for him he went passive, lest he ruin whatever was about to happen. But he barely had to be guided, because he went off his own accord.
He'd never been kissed so carefully. Maybe Declan had, indeed, forgotten more than Aoba had currently learned. Just sweet little kisses, but his heart skipped again and a warm rush seemed to tingle over his skin and down his spine. He gripped Declan's hand not to indicate that he should stop, but to affirm the contact.
Then came the pause afterwards where Aoba absently dabbed his lips with his tongue and realized a couple things: one was the question in Declan's eyes, and the other was that he still wanted to give.
His own free hand came up in turn, mirroring but not exactly, because he threaded his fingers into Declan's hair, some part of him having already noted at those moments before where it had occurred that the Titan seemed to like the sensation. Then Aoba answered the question by leaning in, himself, giving one softly lingering kiss in place of three fluttering ones.