The tilt of his head was good timing, coupled with the words, Declan's eyes open and gazing at Aoba when the man moved. Lips brushed forehead, and the Titan's hand stilled for a moment.

"Then perhaps there are some things I don't have to think too hard about," he mused, blinking slowly before pressing another kiss more deliberately against Aoba's temple.

"I would worship you, given half a chance, Aoba. I don't think you know how much of you fills my chest and head."