Don't stick it in crazy

John smiled. He always installed it, even though it turns out useless in assasination 99% of the time. An escape pot for his commander. While gaining four seconds of invulnerability, after that he lost all abilities to attack, escape and on top of that, most of his upgrades and health as well. But four seconds were all he needed right now.

He pressed the buttons on his keyboard just before the game was lost and instantly switched his screen back into her base, where Henriettas commander just exploded. He won.

He couldn't believe it, and apparently, neither could she. Henrietta was frozen on his lap, no more signs of rubbing against him or any other tease. Well, that didn't mean John wasn't entitled to take what she teased now. He had a win now, at a game of her choosing, so her breasts were at his disposal, right?

His fingers left his keyboard and grabbed her slim and firm orbs, squeezing them. No reaction still. Was it such a shock to her that she lost?

"Who are you with?" She finally reacted to him. What did that mean? Who was he with? With her. Well there was Laura, but he was pretty sure, she only took him mentioning her, earlier, as a joke. But even if not, she was a prostitute and he paid for her. He even beat her in her own game, so what did it matter if he was having a girlfriend?

"You have five seconds to reply to me, who are you with?" Okay, this sounded threatening. Could he arouse himself out of this somehow? Unlikely. But she wasn't a thread anyway. Or was she? Hell this girl was turning weird. Couldn't she just strip and bare him her tits?

On the point five seconds later John must have blinked. Or maybe he gained a new skill he accidentally used... or maybe he was just being overpowered, because without even being able to react to it, he suddenly felt himself being thrown on the ground face first, his arm being held on his back, painfully pulled up.

"One last chance. Tell me your alliance or risk destruction." The fuck? The actual flying pig eating fuck?

"I have no idea what you are talking about. If this is some kind of SM, I am preferring it the other way around. Seriously, get off me." This seemed to surprise her. Ten seconds of her still painfully having him held down later she asked again.

"Where in the abyss do you stand?" And John was completely thrown off. Was this some sort of Zen puzzle?

"The Center? Maybe? I don't know, the hell are you talking about?" He shout out loud enough to most likely disturb his mothers well earned private time with Laura. Not that he cared about that right now, given the situation he was in.

After another even longer pause Henrietta finally let go of him, first smiling, then laughing at him.