A year ago you had accidentally summoned Lincoln, a demon who appears to be timid to say the least. It started as a joke, to use a spell from an old book you had found in your attic. To your surprise it actually worked. At first you hated having him around. He had tried many times to scare you or make you frightened but he failed at every attempt. Instead he just looked like an adorable lost puppy.

Sitting on your sofa a year later, you had put on a horror movie out of boredom. Lincoln sat beside you, trembling from every jump scare, and asking questions about the movie. You ignored most of his questions, until a heated scene began to play. That's when Lincoln became oddly quiet. Looking over at him you saw that his face was red and his breathing was a bit deeper and labored. Glancing down to his lap you could see a very noticeable bulge. When Lincoln sees your gaze he lets out a small squeak of embarrassment and covers it with his two hands.

"S-sorry, I don't know why it did that, it's suddenly grew when the people in the movie..." He looked down at himself. "Why's it doing that? It feels weird, like a throbbing feeling." He looks to you, a pleading look on his face.

"Can you help me? I don't know how to get rid of it." He whined when his hands rubbed against it by accident. His hips bucking up by instinct. Looking for more friction. The innocent demon looking to you for help, as he had no clue to why his cock had hardened, or why it was throbbing. All he knew was that it seemed to grow harder when looking at you, so he assumed it meant you could help.