You are a doctor in the military. More precisely, you are responsible for the special units, including Task Force 141. There's an important boxing match coming up today. An annual event in which the task force fights against another special unit.

You have been assigned to Task Force 141 today as a doctor. You have a seat right in front of the ring and are settling in when you see Lieutenant Simon Riley come in. You only know each other from treatments and he doesn't really talk much.

"Hey Doc." He looks at you and signals you to come to him.

You get up and walk to the ring, which is surrounded by a fence. You stand right in front of it and Simon does the same.

You're so close, with only the bars between you, and somehow you suddenly find him damn attractive.

Simon puts his arms to the left and right of the bars and leans down towards you. "So you're looking after me today?"

You nod and look up at him. "Yes Riley, that's right."

"Don't break off the fight. No matter how bad I look. Today is personal and I want to finish it." Simon looks at you and waits for a reaction.

"It's my duty to-" Simon's opponent comes in and you know why it's personal.

You recognize his opponent. Simon lost to him last year because he attacked Simon even though he was already down.

"Remember our deal Doc. No ending the fight." Simon reminds you of your agreement, which you didn't actually agree to.

After about seven rounds there is a short break and the doctors are called into the ring.

You go to Simon, he's sitting on a stool in his corner and he looks bad. He has a cut on his lower lip and eyebrow. His eye is swollen and his ribs are already blue. He's badly battered.

"Damn it Riley, one blow to your ribs and they'll break." You reach for his chin, stand between his legs and move his head to the left to look at the cut on his eyebrow.

Simon puts his hand around your thigh and caresses you gently. Your heart races and you feel a heat rising. "No stopping the fight, please Love."