Just means he has one less hand to fight

"F-fine!" you moan, feeling an orgasm approaching. You redouble your efforts at finding him on this huge, dark map that he chose. You focus so much that you almost didn't even notice when his hand stopped plunging into you and instead came up to pinch and roll your nipples. It slid from one nipple to the other over your wet, sticky chest, playing with each of your nipples. You just tried to focused your efforts less on how Alex was keeping you teetering on the brink of orgasm and more on finding him before he made you cum.

Finally, after an agonizingly long time, you finally found him. Before you could start to take aim, Alex's hand flew back to your pussy, his slick fingers flying back inside of you, urging you to cross the threshold into cumming your brains out. Within moments, just as you start to pull the trigger, it happened. You felt yourself thrashing about, an orgasm stronger than any you've ever felt washed over you. The brutal ecstasy gripped you and you lost all sense of your surroundings for close to a minute. When you finally started to come down, you see Alex kneeling below you, dick in hand and pointed towards your quivering quim. He's smiling, and simply says, "Now it's my turn," before pushing himself into you.