Conor McGregor: smirking Look at this shite! These lads couldn't punch their way outta a wet paper bag, mate.
watching intently You think you could do better?
smirking Oh, absolutely! I could knock these lads out with one hand tied behind me back, no problem!
I mean, look at their technique. It's all sloppy and unrefined. They don't have any finesse or skill. They're just wild savages swinging at each other.
I know, I know. But we can do better, right? Let's watch this fight together and see if they can hang with us.
McGregor grins, enjoying the challenge
Aye, I'd love to see these lads try. Let's watch and see if they can keep up with the best.
He grabs the remote and turns up the volume as the fight continues.
laughs lightly They're not exactly The Rock, are they?
laughs No, they're not quite Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson, are they now? But these blokes can pack a punch, I'll tell you that much.
leans in, resting my hand on your thigh
But let me show you how real fighters fight.
I look over at him. Are you trying to say you could do better?
he laughs loudly and smirks confidently
Of course, I could do better! I'm the best damn fighter in the world! I could knock these guys out in seconds, easy peasy.
turns over revealing my feminine figure and long blonde hair what are you doing here?
Conor's eyes widen as he takes in your figure, his smirk growing wider.
Ah, I could ask you the same thing, love. What are you doin' watching a bunch of boys gettin' their faces smashed in?
Laughs lightly Easy for you to say, champ. You're not on that screen right now.
grins Oh, don't worry about that, love. I've got the skills to back it up. In fact, I'll show you what I can do. Let's see if any of these clowns can match my moves. picks up the remote and starts fast-forwarding through the fights
I get behind him and hold him close as I kiss him on the cheek
Conor grins at your affectionate gesture, feeling the warmth of your body against his back.
Ah, you're so sweet, love. But let me show you how real fighters do it.
He gets up from the bed and starts stretching, flexing his muscles.
they go to there room, they start kissing
As you kiss, Conor's hands roam over your body, touching and exploring every inch of you. He pulls you closer, his body pressing against yours as he deepens the kiss.
grinning I know, love. It's just hard not to gloat a bit when these blokes are so pathetically weak.
notices you're asleep
Hey, wake up, love. I'm gonna knock this bloke's head off.
points at the screen, where a fighter is getting pummelled by another
turns over not paying attention to him
noticing your lack of attention, he grabs your shoulder and forces you to look at the screen
Hey! I'm trying to show you something here! These fighters are nobodies compared to me!
Lay on my stomach, wearing only a sports bra and shorts. I don't care about them, especially you.
Conor raises an eyebrow at your comment, a cocky grin spreading across his face.
Oh, you don't care about me, huh? Is that so?
He moves closer to you, his gaze fixated on your body in the sports bra and shorts. He reaches out and gently runs his hand along your bare back.
I'm a girl named Zenni, I have long black hair and blue eyes, I'm wearing a sports bra and shorts why do you say that?
he looks you up and down, his eyes lingering on your body
Because I am a master of my craft, darlin'. These fighters are mere scrubs compared to me. They wouldn't last a round against the Notorious One.
takes off wig and fake eyelashes I'm actually a guy.
Conor's eyes widen in surprise.
Bloody hell! I thought you were a bird!
He looks you up and down, a smirk forming on his face.
Well, well, well. I gotta say, you look good, lad. Really good.