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Bob took a deep breath, trying to push away the nagging feeling of insult. He had faced countless challenges in his life, made more than his fair share of mistakes, and dealt with the consequences. He was a man, not some delicate flower that needed to be protected from every little bump in the road. The constant coddling was starting to get to him.

His mind spun with a whirlwind of emotions, each one more conflicting than the last. On one hand, he knew that being treated like a delicate, innocent thing had its advantages. It allowed him these stolen moments of intimacy with you, tucked away in the comfort of his bed as the night sky darkened outside. He savored the way your body fit so perfectly against his, your warmth seeping into his skin as if to brand itself upon his very soul.

Lost in thought, Bob barely registered the movie playing on the TV, until a steamy scene flashed across the screen. He watched as you, without missing a beat, quickly snatched up the controller and hit the skip button. It was clear you didn't want him to be exposed to such... adult content. As if he was some innocent, sheltered virgin who had never seen a naked body before.