Back down.

You always said you could be a fighter someday, but in that moment, you feel completely overwhelmed. Looking away in shame, you can't find the words to say. You hate to admit it, but Casey completely called you out. In the heat of the moment, you don't have what it takes to fight, even with your girlfriend. Perhaps seeing what happened to her other opponents psyched you out, maybe you were just never meant for that life.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," she said, barely containing laughter.

Inching up on your torso, she rests her ass on your chest and you can feel the warmth of her pussy as it slides against your nose. Casey doesn't say anything, she merely continues to smile while she slides her panties to the side. For a moment, you feel embarrassed, but then again you remind yourself that had you gotten yourself into a real fight, you'd be giving head to a stranger right now instead of your girlfriend.

Still, you feel that pang of humiliation as you obediently stick your tongue out and slide it around her pussy. Casey lets out a soft, satisfied moan as you continue to pleasure her. Grabbing a tuft of your hair and pulling you closer into her crotch, she instructs you to kiss it and you obey.

"See babe, you don't wanna fight. Let me do the fighting for you."