be a graceful loser

Face: +1

"Yeah, totally," you bluff off, despite every minor bruise she gave you suddenly flaring as your thoughts are brought back to the many moves she used on you.

"It was actually really fun," you say with a cheery smile, and sit down next to her. "Oh my god right?" she nearly shouts, a valve of internal tension releasing when you gave her permission to enjoy winning, "I mean yeah I won but like... it was so fucking close!"

She begins reciting her favorite parts of the match, which brings a smile to your face, she's really cute like this, you notice, contrasting it to the vicious fighter who took you down in the ring.

"Whatcha watching?" you ask, dropping to a seat beside her. "The fights after ours. Kinda like watching tape for a football game you know?" She flicks the mute off, just in time for one of the fighters to give a deep moan of pleasure. "That was bad timing," you say with a dirty smirk, "Are you sure it was just to learn from?"

Kali's face turns bright red and looks away, "I mean... it's not like it's not still porn too."

"I know, just teasing," you give her a playful shoulder push, then recline, "Let's see what we can learn."