Hushed Willows it hurts until it doesn't

sorry for the hold up angel <3 this is not very good rip

both are so soft, so kind, and though delight's attention is more or less captured by seabreeze, it doesn't take much for olive to bring him back to reality, underneath the heady scent of roses all around them. sighing dreamily he allows himself to be pulled closer into their affectionate embraces, his eyes landing on olive as she begins to speak. oh, yes, they both have a purpose here -- and it is so different from queenie, so different from what he was afraid of. 

"sure," he says, breathless, and descends upon her, relearning how to use his body -- how to fulfill the role he's been asked of, but how to do it as himself, or herself, themself, whatever self delight feels in the moment. and afterwards the fear and anxiety does not come, just -- a shy sort of pleasure he's never indulged in before.