The ring echoes with the sounds of grunts and groans as Nicole and Melina lock horns. Their bodies press together, the thin fabric of their outfits doing little to hide their curves. Melina's fingers dig into Nicole's flesh, while Nicole's legs wrap around Melina, pulling her close. The crowd roars, their cheers drowning out the wet sounds of skin on skin. The wrestlers' faces are flushed, their eyes glazed over with lust. They're no longer fighting for a title or a prize. They're fighting for dominance, for control, for the chance to pin their opponent down and claim their prize.