Are those real?

Bang! The first shot rang out, echoing in the room.

Fiona's bullet hit the target squarely in the center, and she turned to me with a confident grin. I fired my shot, matching her accuracy. We went back and forth, each shot perfectly placed, the tension building with each round. Fiona's determination was palpable, her movements smooth and practiced. I admired her focus, but I knew I had to be careful. Winning was important, but so was keeping her spirit intact.

"Nice shot," I said, reloading my gun for the second round.

"You're not too bad yourself," Fiona replied, her voice steady.

We continued, the sound of gunfire filling the room. Fiona was in her element, each shot hitting the mark. I matched her pace, my own shots precise. As we neared the end of the second round, I noticed a flicker of doubt in Fiona's eyes. She was giving it her all and it kinda feels like cheating in my case. I mean, yeah, I did train, but the System made it easier for me, while she had to put her blood and sweat into training. I decided to ease up a bit, letting my next shot hit slightly off-center.

"Tsk. Must be the wind or something..." I mumbled, trying to act frustrated.

Fiona's eyes widened, a mix of relief and surprise crossing her face. "Yeah, right. Keep telling yourself that, Jack." She hit her target dead center again, and I followed suit, still slightly off. The second round ended with Fiona a point ahead.

"One more round," Fiona said, her voice tinged with excitement. "You ready?"

"Always," I replied, a smile playing on my lips.

The final round began, and I focused on my breathing as I took aim. I watched Fiona out of the corner of my eye, noticing the slight tremor in her hands. I knew I could win this round with ease, but I wanted her to have this victory. But she knows that I'm stronger than her and if I were to hold back when she's giving her all, she'd feel worse than losing. I can't have that. I sighed inwardly and fired my shot, landing a perfect center hit. Fiona's eyes widened, but she quickly recovered, taking a deep breath before firing her own shot. Her bullet struck the edge of the target, just barely missing the center.

"Damn..." She cursed under her breath.

"Calm down. Focus on your target, not mine. Don't let my shots distract you." I encouraged her. I'm pretty sure she could have taken a perfect shot, but her attention was on my target, resulting in a misfire.

"Easy for you to say," she muttered, loading another magazine into her gun. She steadied herself, closing her eyes for a moment before opening them again. "Okay... I'm good."

We continued, the tension rising with each shot. Fiona was focused now, her movements fluid as she fired round after round. I matched her pace, each shot hitting the mark. As we neared the end of the round, I saw her confidence growing, and I knew it was time to end this. I took a deep breath, focusing all my focus on my next shot.

Six targets were remaining. I'm gonna take six headshots within 3 seconds. Can I do it? Hell yeah!

I pulled the trigger, hitting the first target dead center. I kept up the pace, firing shot after shot, each one finding its mark. Fiona tried to keep up, but she was struggling, her shots going wide. I finished the last target just as the timer ran out, winning the last round.

"How..." Fiona said, her voice trailing off.

"Sorry," I said, looking at her apologetically. "Seeing you giving your all, I thought it would be disrespectful to you if I held back."

Fiona was silent for a moment before letting out a sigh. "I'd have kicked you if you had let me win. You are stronger than me, I know that." She chuckled. "You won fair and square."

"I know," I said with a smile. "And you put up a great fight."

Fiona laughed, her mood lifting. "Yeah, yeah. Just don't rub it in."

I smiled and patted her shoulder. "Just like your anger, you need to work on your focus. You were distracted by my shots and missed your target. Once you learn to ignore the distractions, you'll become a better shooter."

"And once again, comes your word of advice, which actually makes sense." Fiona nodded. "Thanks, Jack."

"Don't mention it," I said. "Now, about our bet."

"Fuck! Losing two bets against you... I'm not gonna hear the end of this, am I?" She groaned.

"Nope. So, be ready to follow any order of mine."

"Ugh... fine. What do you want?"

"Hmm..." I smirked at her, pretending to think hard. "You know..." Before I could finish...

"Please don't tell me you want me to give you a blowjob. Can't I just show you my boobs or maybe a handjob?" She begged.

I burst out laughing. "God! Fiona... You really are a pervert, huh?! What the heck are you thinking about?!" I continued laughing. "Are you that desperate to see my cock? Last time, you were also disappointed when I asked you for training, remember? And you even apologized for thinking low of me... Hahaha!"

"No! It's not like that!" Fiona blushed. "It's just that..." She stammered, trying to explain.

I walked over to her and whispered in her ears, "Just what? Go ahead, speak. Don't worry, I promise not to make fun of you anymore. But I must say, you are an interesting person, Fiona. Such a naughty girl."

I'm pretty sure I could see a blush on her green skin as she shivered hearing my teasing words.

"Since you said yourself you can either show me your boobs or a handjob, then who am I to refuse? So, what are you gonna choose? I'm not picky, you know? Either is fine for me." I teased some more.

"I... I... Ughh..." Fiona turned around, facing away from me as she struggled to answer. She then quickly turned toward me and raised her shirt up, showing me her breasts hidden inside a black bra. I can see those tattoos on her side boobs. Fuck! She's so freaking hot. "Here! Satisfied?!" She then quickly pulled her shirt down, hiding her boobs again.

"Your bra looks sexy, Fiona. Did you wear that specifically to seduce me?" I continued to tease her.

"Shut up! I did not!" She denied it immediately.

"If that's true, then why didn't you take off your bra and show them to me directly?"

"Because... because..." Fiona fumbled over her words as she tried to come up with an excuse. "Fuck it! Fine. Just look the other way for a sec."

I obliged and turned away from her, waiting patiently as I heard the rustling of clothes behind me. After a few moments, Fiona spoke up, her voice quiet.

"Okay, you can turn around now."

I turned back towards Fiona, my eyes widening as they landed on her bare chest. My Johnson instantly rose to attention as I drank in the sight of her pert nipples and smooth green skin. Damn! Those are some nice tits. I knew she was beautiful, but this was something else entirely. I could feel my arousal growing as I stared at Fiona's exposed boobs. Wait! Are those nipples piercing?! Holy shit! She's so damn kinky! I have to control myself and stop staring at her or else, she'll notice my boner. I looked up and met Fiona's gaze.

"Happy now?" She asked, her voice laced with embarrassment.

I cleared my throat and nodded, trying to hide my excitement. "Are those real? I meant no offense, but you know how some people try to enhance their bodies nowadays using serum and stuff." I quickly changed the topic, acting calm.

"Of course, they're real!" Fiona huffed, crossing her arms across her chest.

"Ok." I made it sound like I still have my doubts, intentionally irritating her.

"You don't believe me, huh? Come here," Fiona said as she grabbed my hand and placed it on her left breast.

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