Aphrodite gets right down to business.

Aphrodite sashays across the ring, pumping those curvy hips like a model on the runway. When she reaches Melody, who’s still sprawled out on the mat, she kneels down next to her and reaches out a hand. Slim fingers press against deep blue lace to start fondling Melody’s pussy right through her panties.

Your partner can’t hold back a shudder of pleasure, but she manages to work up enough defiance to murmur, “Been...fingered...before.”

“Oh, I’m sure you have,” Aphrodite giggles. “But I’m not planning to finger you.”

Noticing the confusion on both Melody’s face and yours, she licks her lips and gives you both an explanation and a demonstration.

“I just needed you to be as hot and wet as I am...” She pushes aside the fabric covering her snatch, now glistening with arousal. The crowd roars its approval.

“...so that you’d be ready...” she continues, doing the same to Melody. True to her words, you can see her pussy starting to drip too.

Then Aphrodite stands up, and steps over to straddle one of Melody’s legs. It’s an odd position, but one you could swear you’ve seen before.

“when I decided...” she continues.

Then it hits you exactly what she’s planning to do, but it’s too late to stop it. She seems to be able to tell that you’ve realized, because she winks at you as she crouches down to grab ahold of Melody’s legs.

“...to do this,” she finishes, standing up and pulling in one smooth motion. If you’d seen that done by a lot of other fighters, you’d be expecting a submission hold. But Aphrodite favors pleasure over pain. Melody is pulled up to press against the Goddess cunt to cunt: a trib position.

“Let’s see how long you’ll last before I make you squirt for me,” Aphrodite finishes in a low, lustful near-whisper. She swivels her hips to grind their pussies together, and Melody lets a low moan escape her lips.

But you notice Aphrodite suck in a breath and bite her lip. Maybe she’s not in quite as dominant of a position as she’d like you and Melody to think?