As round 2 continued on screen, the next two competitors would already be matched together and waiting in front of the doors. Both were calculating how exactly to move forward into the match to win, however, conversations seemed to be going a bit awry.

"So you mainly do soccer right? i'm surprised your upper body is so toned for that" the warrior said, curious.

"well, when you're training it's best to keep your entire body in shape for whatever happens. you never know when you're gonna have to do a flip to get the ball back into play." Richy replied, a slight smirk. "although... i'm glad you think my muscles are so big~"

"hah, don't flatter yourself too much, you don't got nothing on these guns, I'd be willing to bet that my military training was way worse than your athletic training" Daniel retorted.

"And? You're still goin down, this ass ain't an easy grab~" the soccer star teased.

It was at this moment that daniel would look down at the firm, muscled butt on his competitor. A glance was all it took for Daniel to get stirred up, a bulge forming in his shorts. Richy noticed rather quickly, a devious smirk on his face. "Man, was this the first time you noticed? Starting to wonder if you planned on getting plowed from the start~"

"Nah man, now I really got a reason to win. You better hope that it ain't a long round cuz i really wanna just take my time with that~"

This got a reaction out of richy, who soon was sporting an erection. It hadn't even occured that he could be bottoming through this, and looking at the screen, watching the goodra get plowed into the ground by his opponent... it seemed so alluring. He would shake his head, getting the thought away. He needed to win! Looking back, he could already see the Typhlosion giving him the same look that he once gave the warrior. "Well look who's talking, seems you've got your own thoughts to be worrying about huh?"

"How about this, we both know why we're goin in.... let's have fun with this shall we?~"

The horn would soon blare through the stadium once more, and the marill would pop in "hey, you two are on in fi-" he'd notice the rather lustful gazes between the competitors, as well as the not at all subtle bulges. He'd blush a deep red as they turned his attention to him.

"What was that?" Daniel asked.

"H-have a good match!" Lucas blurted out, quickly running back into the grove of men to pull out the next two fighters.