Monke MOBA (Halftime)

After being transported out of the match with the rest of my team, we arrived inside the familiar black void where we were stationed during our waiting time.

We were about to voice our confusion, when blinking numbers appeared in the air, showing us some kind of timer, presumably towards the time when the next match would start.

20:00

19:59

19:58

"So… We have 20 minutes before the next match…" I said with a blink of my eyes. Catalina, who was beside me the entire time, grabbed my arm and pulled me in close.

"How about a quickie? You know, to satisfy some cravings." She said it sultrily, her tongue licking her lips, causing them to moisten. "It might even give you a boost."

"Ugh, Cat-in-Heat, would you mind not tainting the ears of Lady Oshurkova with your despicable seduction?" Typhial piped up from her spot. Beside her, Oshurkova was facepalming at the antics of the two somewhat-rivals.