My Protector (BxM) [DISCONTINUED]

20

Yet another week had passed, Cole and Floyd had only had anywhere close to fun only twice. Cole was even clingier and refused to leave Floyd's side, but Floyd couldn't complain but he knew Cole would need to find coping mechanisms and be able to be alone from time to time. Floyd had planned on talk to Cole about this over dinner, it was probably the best time. The two were sat at the dinner table quietly eating the food that Cole himself had prepared when Floyd began to speak. "Cole, you need to find a way to get over this." This first sentence was a bit harsh but it was hard for him to be comforting, Floyd was literally the king of hell after all. Cole looked at Floyd a bit surprised and hurt, he swallowed the food that was currently in his mouth and set his fork down. "Oh..." he said quietly and bowed his head.
"Of course I'll still be here but you can't always come to my work with me, I understand it's my fault for locking you in the room but I didn't want anyone hurting you." Floyd said, poking at the food on his plate with his fork.
"I-it's okay... I understand..." Cole said, choking back tears, Floyd's words hurt but Cole was telling the truth, he did understand, it was just going to be hard. He stood and walked over, climbing onto Floyd's lap and hugging him. Floyd was a bit surprised but hugged him back, closing his eyes and keeping him close, leaving a small kiss on Coles cheek.

A few more days had past since they had their talk, and Cole was already showing a bit of improvement, but it was still pretty bad. He was still afraid that every time Floyd left him alone that he was never going to return which would cause panic attacks. Floyd was able to find a way to ease Coles nerves on this a bit by leaving him with his own schedule, where he would be and when, and sending plenty of texts after buying Cole a phone.
One night after work, he came home to the smell of dinner already being cooked, he smiled wide knowing exactly who was cooking. He went straight to the kitchen to see Cole cooking dinner as per usual, he came up behind Cole and wrapped his arms around his waist. "I'm home baby boy~" he cooked gently "how are you feeling?" He asked, honestly having a lot of pent up stress that he usually coped with using sex, but he wanted to make sure Cole was okay with it.

Cole smiled and turned his head a bit to kiss Floyd gently "today was good... better than these past few days. I found some things to keep me distracted, I hope you don't mind." He said with a timid smile.
"Oh? What did you find?" Floyd asked curiously
"I found some coloring sheets in the study, and some colored pencils too." Floyd chuckled softly "of course that's alright pup~" he spoke with an empty mind as his hands started to wander over Coles body, slipping up his shirt as he started kissing at Coles neck.
Cole set down the spatula in his hand and turned off the stove, knowing he was in for a ride, plus he had no intentions of stopping Floyd, he missed having sex with him.
Floyd, noticing Coles actions was quick to twirl him around and pick him up, Coles legs instantly wrapping around Floyd's waist.
"Good boy" Floyd mumbled against Coles neck, earring a soft giggle.
"I am really happy you're feeling better though Cole." He said after pulling back to look Cole in the eyes with a gentle and sincere smile.
Cole has a soft blush and he kissed Floyd "thank you Floyd...~" he said quietly with a smile.

Floyd carried Cole to his room and laid him on the bed, throwing off his blazer and tie, unbuttoning his shirt but leaving it on as he slipped his hand up Coles shirt, gently removing it from his body. He leaned down, leaving marks all over Coles body, all the old ones having faded.
"Oh how I've missed seeing you marked up~" he said in a raspy and lustful voice.