Broken Boulder i can't tell if the want justifies the need

This time, it was an effort to stifle the laugh that bubbled up in his throat inappropriately. He swallowed it back, letting the moment pass in silence until Delight said his name again. He hadn't thought it possible for his heart to beat any faster— he was proven wrong as his mind finished the question distantly, the words taking a backseat to the feeling of Delight's mouth on his ear. He swallowed hard, pulling back slightly.
U-um, whatever— you want? He tried weakly, realizing several things in that moment. One— he was way too insecure to outright assume Delight meant sex even if it seemed sort of obvious, even if they were literally all over each other about half a second ago. Two— sex was a much more daunting topic when there were feelings involved, holy shit. Three— Delight was definitely the Designated Decision Maker in this relationship; whether he liked it or even knew about it didn't matter too much, really. Sorry Del.