The Lord's Fake Choices (2)

Almost an hour has passed since that unfortunate incident and Luis is already back in his room. A pillow is below his buttocks as he is sitting on his bed. 'What a disgrace, Luis!' he chided himself.

This may sound unfitting for someone with a slimy and green mind, but he was embarrassed that someone other than Xagrien saw him in such a compromising position.

His subordinates actually witnessed him in his horny state.

Luis is not that unreasonable to place the blame on them. Or even Xagrien. The place that he is currently staying at is only temporary so it is still understandable that he didn't dare to make a lock for the house's door.

'My perverted side is the one at fault.' Luis told himself after remembering how he grinds himself on Xagrien's thing like a sex-starved incubus. 

Why did he suddenly feel that way?