Ren peeled his wet undergarments before standing under the shower. He only had a vague glimpse in his foggy night. A muscular figure that manipulated him and forced him to scream in his wet dream...well, it sure was going to stick with him for a long time.
The cold water drops cascaded on his skin, cooling the heat radiating from his over-excited body. He sighed in relief at the fact that the little god was not here to see him in such an awkward state.
How could he have wet dreams? It was not like he was a hot-blooded teenager. How could he act like a demon of lust?
Ren brushed his wet hair away from his forehead. His actions to rub a body wash on his chest paused as a thought crashed into his mind.
Ah, I almost forgot that I really am a hot-blooded teenager now.
He could not help but laugh at himself in embarrassment.