RF Arousal Ch 2

Adella Salazar steps out from behind the widest tree. The woods here are damp, but still woods and not a swamp. That’s a nice change from Riley’s hometown, but being ambushed by the woman thought by most to be her rival is not.

Captain of Blue Team, Adella is almost six feet tall and probably weighs one-eighty or more. She has plenty of muscle, and she’s not afraid to use it. She’s aggressive and arrogant and she’s FUTA’s #1 darling. She and her bulge take up even more ad space than Riley’s butt does, and some of the promotional photos have them mean-mugging each other like UFC fighters.

That said, they don’t actually have any beef, although the rivalry is real enough. Adella’s always seemed very interested in beating Riley, and Riley can still feel the bruises from when Adella knocked her down the first time they met in a practice match.

Adella’s smirk oozes entitlement. She may have earned that; rumor has it she’s bedded at least a dozen different players over the past few months, and she’s known on socials to hook up with influencers and models. Riley’s not about to admit it, but like a lot of women, she would like to be Adella.

“America,” Adella greets her, making the most of her sexy, Spanish accent.

Riley puts her hands on her hips. “That’s not my name. What are you doing out here?”

“Looking for you.”

Riley looks accusingly at Hana, who laughs.

Riley folds her arms and cocks her head. “What the fuck? Are you gonna beat me up and take my lunch money?”

Adella frowns, puzzled. Maybe that doesn’t translate well. “I just wanted to see you. Away from all that,” she says, flicking a look of annoyance at Hana as she moves closer.

Riley’s jaw drops. “You—you’re trying to flirt?”

There’s the slightest hesitation before Adella smiles and shrugs. “Is that strange?”

No. Adella didn’t come out here to flirt; she thinks she’s going to hook up.

Riley stares at Hana. “You knew she was coming?”

Hana rolls her eyes, then curls a finger for Riley to lean close.

She lowers her voice. “Riley, she looks at your butt like my dog looks at burgers.”

“Oh my god.” Riley steps back, outraged. She looks back and forth between the two of them. “What, Adella? You thought you’d roll up on me out here and I’d just take my clothes off? And you? You thought you’d be in the right place at the right time for a threesome?” This is unbelievable. “Are you two kidding me right now?” The way that they’re looking at her is unmistakable. “You guys are insane. We are under all this pressure. How is that a turn-on for you? Even if I wanted sex right now, you think I’m looking at you two?” She points at Adella. “And you think you’re such a panty-dropper that I’m gonna do it in this grody forest, fucking sweaty and bugs—” Riley pauses to slap at a mosquito. “What the fuck is wrong with you two?” The more she thinks about the absurdity of their behavior, the more steamed she gets. It’s one thing when it’s strangers on the internet staring at her ass and saying misogynist shit, but these two think that this is an appropriate way to express interest?

Riley’s all set to really pop off, but a groan in the forest stops her. Adella frowns and Hana turns to look. They all heard it. Someone else is around.