Yank.

Praying that this won't do any damage, you jerk your arm back hard. A ghostly essence follows you out with the sound of minute snaps, and slowly coalesces into the naked form of the Prime Minister. You fail to bite back a sickened groan. She's more attractive with her clothes on. "Oh shut up," Djal tuts, walking up to her. Frowning deeply, he studies the faint white glow pulsing from her core. "Well, that's interesting. But not a problem."

"What? What's interesting?" you ask, looking between them.

"She thinks she's serving the people," he starts laughs heartily, the most amused you've heard him be. Clutching at his sides, he doubles over cackling. "It's the oldest lie politician's tell themselves, but she actually believes it! Ahahahaha!!" Keeping your political beliefs to yourself, you just wait him out.

Wiping flaming tears out of his eyes, Djal collects himself. "Oh, that was so funny. Alright. Let's make her into... into..." He starts chuckling to himself again, before laughing uncontrollably again. "Into an actually honest politician! Ahahahaha!!"

"You done yet?" you snap, shaking your head at him, and pointing at the naked spirit in front of you. "I'd like to get this over and done with, if you don't mind." With a couple of painful sounding coughs, Djal manages to get himself back under control and nods to you. "Right. Thank you. Now you," you say, undoing your zip and pulling out your cock, "get on your knees and start sucking."

To your surprise, Nika does not do as you command, and just shakes her head. Frowning, you repeat yourself and again, she does not comply. Clicking your tongue in irritation, you turn your head to Djal. Ever the pillar of support, he just raises an eyebrow at you, crosses his arms and leans against a wall. "Finish what you started. I'm just not letting her attack you."

Rolling your eyes, you take a step back and reassess. Standing before you, is not an insecure, miserable, cheated on department head, but a person with the strength, will and confidence needed to govern a country. She won't be bullied into submission.