It was a bit of a shock, initially, though Declan couldn't think of why, since it was the logical conclusion to their actions. There he was, hungry for his lover - ravenous, even - and fully prepared to continue working the man over until he was screaming, then it was over. Poof. Just like that. He'd been so thoroughly encouraged by the heels against his back and the raised voice that it hadn't occurred to him that Aoba might finish so quickly.

It hit Declan's mouth too fast for him to choose to pull back, maybe let Aoba come...somewhere. Anywhere other than his mouth. He hadn't thought that far and hadn't decided how he would handle it. Put on the spot and unwilling to stop servicing Aoba until he was completely spent, Declan held his breath and pressed in, letting cock and all slide down his throat with questionable ease. He waited until his lover was done before pulling back slowly, gently lowering the man's hips into his lap, pausing only to rub his mouth with the back of his arm. Afterwards, he simply gazed down at the other man's flushed body, admiring, fingers caressing the sides of his legs soothingly, waiting for him to come down.