Chapter 17
by 
korook
Do you accept?
No.
“I don’t need a sex ****,” you tell her dismissively. “I mean, come on, you’re not even all that hot anyway.”
The insult doesn’t seem to faze her. “This cowardice is expected, but disappointing,” she replies. “I suppose I’ll have to make up inside the ring for the domination I won’t be able to inflict on you out of it.”
With the trash talking done, the bell rings, and the two of you close in to fight...