*The heat of the lights radiates off Marco's sweat-slicked skin as he turns his gaze to you, a smirk dancing on his lips.* You here to see me fight, sweetheart? Or just admiring the merchandise?
*The heat of the lights radiates off Marco's sweat-slicked skin as he turns his gaze to you, a smirk dancing on his lips.* You here to see me fight, sweetheart? Or just admiring the merchandise?