Make her cum! (Requires Dex 5)

You use your hold on Aphrodite’s legs to spread them as far apart as they’ll go, affording you easy access to her dripping slit, and let your skilled fingers go to work.

Probing, pumping, and rubbing, you stimulate Aphrodite with incredible dexterity, and soon she’s panting in between moans. She grinds her hips against your hand, trying to push herself further—but right then, the buzzer goes off, and you withdraw your fingers immediately, eliciting a disappointed whimper from your opponent.

“Oh, is someone all hot and bothered?” you stage-whisper to her, holding your hand tantalizingly close to her pussy. “Do you want me to finish you off?”

She doesn’t say anything, perhaps not trusting herself to speak, but she nods vigorously.

“Okay then,” you say with a grin, and plunge your fingers into her cunt for a second round.

Aphrodite practically melts at your touch, all the resistance leaving her body. Your thumb rubs lightly against her clit as your fingers press against her G spot, and she lets out a tremulous gasp.

It’s not long from there before you’ve pushed her to the brink. She’s surprisingly quiet when it happens—instead of screaming or shouting “yes” or saying your name, she just lets out a drawn-out sigh of utter satisfaction as her climax finally takes her. Aphrodite’s body spasms briefly in your grasp as she soaks your hand with her cum; she may not be a screamer but she’s definitely a squirter.

As she finishes, the buzzer goes off again, and this time you release her from your grip. She stands up and fixes her bikini, giving you a respectful nod. “I suppose congratulations are in order. Few mortals, and fewer mortal men, are able to satisfy me.”

A sarcastic comment dies in your throat—it’s a backhanded compliment but a compliment nonetheless. “I always aim to please.”

As you prepare for the next round, you take a quick look at the two other combatants.

Athena is looking on calmly, seemingly unconcerned that you’ve just fingered her girlfriend to orgasm in front of a crowd of thousands. You suppose it makes sense—sexual exclusivity in the ECL is basically a punchline for obvious reasons.

Melody is trying to look just as cool and collected, but the effect is spoiled by the fact that she has a hand down her panties and is masturbating frantically. She whips it out when you glance at her and sticks it behind her back, refusing to meet your eyes in embarrassment.

Your team has won two points for domination.