Her kick was just a bonus to his already healing bruises. It was still too soon for a hit so sensitive. He dropped to his knees, trying to use the door frame for leverage. He'd cling tight until his fingers bleed if Lust thought he was going to run off with his tail between his legs.
"I ran into her last night," he barked. Today he'd wallowed in self pity with Sloth and that had drained him.
His hands dropped to the floor, gaining his breath as he stared at her feet. That was until he latched to her legs like a four year old and he wasn't letting go.