Ever since that day at the arcade with Command Grab, I'd made it a point to not watch her streams through the rest of the week. Previously when I'd beaten her at Street Fighter I'd been hoping she'd mention me to her viewers, but now I didn't want to know what she might say. It was silly to think she'd even mention to her followers that she'd let anyone touch her body after they beat her at a video game, but the idea she would describe it as something she didn't enjoy was too much for me to take. I had to let the memory stay preserved as it was now. Holding on to those thoughts of us together and letting them carry me through the week until she'd agreed to meet again.

Truthfully I had no clue why she was interested in meeting again after the last time. She'd come before to get revenge against me for beating her repeatedly, but to think she'd want another go after I won the bet was confusing. Did she actually like the time we spent together? That seemed too hopeful to consider, I couldn't think of a single time I'd ever heard her speak of enjoying the company of another person. Almost as if she got real pleasure out of bullying people and that's all they were there for to her. Who knew what her real motives were, not that it mattered anymore. I was too far gone in love with her to say no at this point if she asked me for anything.

Arriving at the arcade around the same time she'd shown up last week, I hung out near the Street Fighter V machine and waited for her to arrive. Someone else was already playing it but I didn't feel like trying to force them off. May as well save my quarters for the real reason I'd come here. I pulled my phone out to pass the time, really hoping she didn't cancel on me or intend to ghost me and was laughing at home while I was here waiting for her to keep her promise.

Thankfully after a few minutes I had an answer when a hand tapped my shoulder. "S'up gremlin, ready to get your ass beat today?"

"Hey, CG. If you think you can do it this time." I replied, trying to hide the joy at seeing her face again. She actually showed up for me like she said she would. Not only did Command Grab know who I was but she was setting up times to hang out with me. It was almost like we were on a real date. But I had to be sure she didn't realize how excited I actually was. "Want me to challenge this guy to get him off the machine? He's on the good side and I know you prefer it."

"Thought you might be eager to play that again, but I got a different idea today." CG said, leading me on a short trip through the arcade in front of another machine. "Let's see if you're any good at Tekken. You still got that money clip from last week?" She asked with an arrogant grin, all of this taking me by surprise. I knew she wanted a chance to beat me for her own ego but I never thought she'd change games from her favorite series.

"I've only got forty this time around." I said, pulling my money clip out of my pocket to show her the wad of fives I'd collected. Throwing more into the pile from the last week when she had taken a cut of it for herself. There had been no way to tell ahead of time if she would have wanted to do another bet but just in case I kept it high enough for her interest.

"Not bad, squirt. You feel up to doing some matches and then putting it all on the line?" Command Grab asked confidently. She was wearing a green hoodie today that covered any revealing cleavage but did nothing to hide her wonderful figure, along with some black tights underneath her shorts and sneakers. I was hardly dressed differently from our last two meet-ups, not that it mattered to CG; I doubt that anything we had on was as important to her than a match.

"I don't mind a warm up if you think we need it."

"Good, this way there can't be any excuses when I crush you." She said in agreement and approached the cabinet, both of us sliding quarters in and choosing our characters. Command Grab went straight to picking Lili while I landed on Lars. "I'll give you about three fights to get comfortable before we start. Don't want you complaining that it's unfair."

"I'm okay with that." I said, noting the unusual cockiness in the way she was carrying herself. None of the rage from when I beat her on Street Fighter last week was present. She was even being oddly generous to allow a few practice rounds. Spoiling her mood was the last thing I wanted but it was so uncharacteristic I couldn't help myself. "You're looking really happy today."

"Course I'm happy, there's nothing better than schooling a scrub that needs to learn his place." The fight began and CG wasted no time in rushing and locking me down; she leaned in forward and stared at the screen with a toothy smile as she sidestepped my attacks. To her credit she made a great counter in choosing the best sidestepping character against a guy who's main weakness is side steps. The first round went to her handily. "That's right! How was that for a lesson!? Having trouble without your waifu bait Karin to fall back on anymore!?"

"You've been practicing." I commented, knowing that she played a variety of games but she was almost always on some version of Street Fighter. The few times I'd seen her play Tekken she usually quit before the stream got too far in and would fall back to a different game or just talk to the chat directly through her webcam while she cooled off. Right now though she was showing some dedicated skill.

"Didn't watch my stream this week, did you?" She asked as I shook my head in response, the next round already under way. "Really? I thought you'd be recording every day after what happened last week."

"I... uh... just didn't... think about it." Answering, not wanting to admit that it would have hurt my feelings if she said anything mean about me to her fans. She got a sly grin and punished me in the game for my lack of focus.

"Too bad, kid. I've been doing a little training. Guess if you didn't get so horny staring at my tits you would have known what I was up to." The fight ended as Lili comboed me against the wall before the victory was cemented for her. "Ha! That's one in my favor, nothing for you! Remember, girls don't like boys that cry when they lose."

"I'd never forget that, Auntie." I said to her, the grin dropping from her face for a second. Weirdly enough, that name seemed to hit something in her core; a way past all the arrogance, anger and bravado she carried with her. For a second I thought she might lecture me but instead she poked the side of my head with her finger lightly.

"New rule: don't use that name out in public, okay?" She instructed, sounding serious.

"Okay, I understand... CG."

"Good. Now pull out a quarter and get ready to lose again." She instructed and I did as I was told, moving the selection over to Kuma this time. As she watched me pick my character Command Grab actually laughed at me. "Are you sure you've played this before!? You picked the bear!"

"I've played Tekken." I responded confidently, CG ignored me and came just as hard as before. She wasn't wrong though, I wasn't very good with Kuma and she was quickly making short work of me even when I attempted to fight back and win a round. In normal Command Grab fashion she was laughing and celebrating her wins publicly.

"This is a slaughter! This is a massacre! Someone should call PETA cause I'm beating this bear so bad, he's going to be a rug in my apartment. You're looking at the screen, right runt!?" She kept on going over and over as she won her fight, nearly getting a perfect but not quite there as I landed in some hits before the fight ended. When it was over she turned to me with a grin. "Y'know kid if we're going to do a bet I'd at least like to feel good about winning the money."

"I think I've got enough practice now." I told her, pulling the money clip out of my pocket.

"Cocky little midget, aren't you?" She said. "Look... I'm gonna give you a pass if you want. I'll let you walk away if you just admit I'm better than you." She said, unable to keep the prideful smile off her face. She was riding high on her victory and feeling very pleased with herself, the emotions written all over her face. But I wasn't about to back down just yet. Deep down in my heart I knew turning tail and running would make her happy but also make me look like a loser in her eyes.

"I'll make sure I can't back out. You can hold on to this if you want." I said, passing the money to her. Her smile left when I offered her the wad of bills.

"You sure about this?"

"Positive." I nodded to her, CG taking the money in her hand and looking at it.

"Hey kid." She began. "If you're gonna make a habit outta stuff like this don't go handing your money over to any rando. They could just walk off with this wad and rob you like a sucker."

"Yeah but... I trust you." I said, speaking the truth. She shook her head and pulled the front of her hoodie open, pushing the bills between her cleavage for safe keeping.

"Lucky me..." She commented. "Alright, I win and this cash is coming home with me." CG said, giving her chest a tap and causing it to bounce. My eyes watched that action closely and I saw her smirking at me since she knew my attention was focused on them. "You win... and I'll let you fish out the prize pool to take it back for yourself."

"I'll play for that." I agreed as another quarter was put into the machine. This time landing on Hwoarang for my character. Naturally she scoffed at my choice.

"Going for a popular pick this time? Hope you didn't need that money." She said, though this time the fight began differently. I got the first hit in and was the one applying pressure with persistent combos, as every attempt she made to break through my offense was met with a kick that disrupted her. "Spamming shit left and right, it's not gonna save you..." She mumbled, but was unable to recover as I blocked the Rage Art she used to try and recover ground. In the end, she lost to me and the round was mine. "Alright. Okay... that's fine. Good to see this won't be such a one sided fight. Don't let me get bored." The next fight began, the first hit was mine once again as CG became less confident. "Don't let me get bored now. Don't let me get bored now!" Her voice was rising as the fight continued, things becoming even as she started whiffing more, but when she attempted her Rage Art towards the end of the fight again it landed, allowing her to clutch the win on the second round. "Yeah! Too bad kid, you should have practiced more."

"One more round to go." I said quietly and her head turned to me, the cocky smile gone as she gave me a far less playful and more aggressive bump with her hip into my side. Even if it made me lose my balance for a second, I still landed the first hit in the match.

"Cheap ass character, no skill, no effort, just spamming attacks, JUST SPAMMING ATTACKS ALL DAY, all you can do is just throwing kicks! Is that all you can do?! Just throwing kicks? I'll show you kicks, I'LL SHOW YOU KICKS!" I got her life bar into the red again, and when she went for her Rage Art for the third time, I blocked it once again just as easily. "Fuurrrrcck!" CG growled out as the third fight went to me, her demeanor changing completely. Chest heaving as she breathed in and out and her grin was gone, replaced with the common face of rage that I weirdly found just as attractive as her smile. For one second I started to wonder why exactly I liked seeing that expression on her before she broke me out of the strange thought. "AGAIN!"

"We can go again." I asked. "So... are you gonna give me more money if I win the next one?" I was letting the computer play on the arcade cabinet, not really wanting to continue with Hwoarang anyway as my next character choice.

"Shit... fine. You win again I'll let you keep your money and I'll... let you have what you got last time. But you can't play that cheap ass shit, no good Tekken player would play a garbage pick like him. Choose someone else, deal?"

"That's a deal for me." I said, letting the computer beat me as we put two more quarters into the machine to play. CG hesitated over Lili but instead moved her choice to Asuka. Admittedly I didn't know her play style with that character and this time I picked Kazuya as my own. I was more cautious this time, letting her come at me wasn't a problem as she had a desperate need to beat me senseless.

"Think you can read my moves, think your slick, think you're good, try to perfect this shit!" She said much more clearly now, no longer mumbling her insults as she fought against me. Her habits were easy to read; even with a new character as I was able to keep the match evenly paced against her, pushing the first round into my favor. Command Grab breathed out a long, hot breath like some sort of enraged dragon getting ready to unleash hell on some villagers. Though her ferocious blast came in words instead of flames. "Try to punish me, try to push me against the wall you're garbage, straight garbage! Oh shit, I got you now I got you, no coming back from this you're beat, you're done you're finished!" The slight advantage she had in the game was stopped short when my life was reduced enough that I could get my own Rage Art. CG's knuckles whitened from gripping the control stick as she watched her life get tapped away until nothing was left. When the fight ended she looked straight into my eyes, her own filled with hate as if she was going to perform her own Rage Art on me right then and there in the arcade and end my life with it.

"...best of three?"

"DAMN RIGHT!"

"We can do that but... are you offering something more?" I knew I was pushing a line this time, but with the cards stacked in my favor I didn't see any reason not to try it. When I posed the question Command Grab looked away from me as if she didn't know what else she could offer in this bet. Something about her anger buckling against uncertainty struck me in a weird way and all of a sudden the idea of her face actually looking sad made my heart drop. "I mean... like... it's not important." Backtracking, I looked away as well. "It's stupid, I'm sorry I asked. We can just call it even if you want."

"Hey." She said, calling my eyes back to her own. "You trying to back out of our bet?" Command Grab asked seriously.

"But... you didn't look happy..."

"Listen kid, I don't want anyone's pity. You understand that?" She explained, crossing her arms under her chest. "I'm not some weak little flower that's gonna fold up just because things get tough. Girls don't like boys that cry, but they don't like boys who don't treat them with respect either."

"Didn't you let me back out of it earlier though too?"

"That... that's different if I do it." She said, looking away from my eyes again. "Don't ask me to explain. Just pick your best character, we're going again and if you win I'll keep my end of the bet and then some. But you better get at least a perfect."

"...deal." I agreed, shocked at how determined she was to keep to the agreement. When we approached the game again I let the computer defeat my old character so we could drop in two more quarters.. The selection screen was brought up and CG went straight to her absolute favorite choice in any fighting game, even in a crossover from Street Fighter: Akuma. My selection landed on King and I could hear her mumble the word "Furry" at me, almost as if she was saying insults without consciously thinking about them. When the fight began CG immediately tried to put distance between us. She had a massive advantage at long range with her character choice and knew it against mine. Unfortunately for her I'd predicted this action and closed the gap, catching her in a throw animation.

This became the theme of the fight, Command Grab seemed to abandon the idea of small attacks to get the better of me, instead favoring to try and overpower with fireball spam and other signature moves. The moment an opening appeared though I pounced on it, pulling her into long strings of throwing animations that she couldn't escape from, which were accompanied by long strings of insults from her. "Rolling around with those dumb ass unblockable throws, cheap ass furry character. Is that what you want to be rolling around with? Some girl while wearing your furry outfit looking stupid as hell, he looks stupid as hell! Is this garbage over yet?! FUCK did you do it again?! You sonovabitch, pulling off this shit, it's dumb as hell, it's dumber than those stupid Rage Arts! You better not throw me again you better not grab me again FUCK!" When the game was finally over I'd secured two perfect wins, this fight even more one sided than any of the previous matches we'd had. She glared at me. "What the fuck is this?"

"What?" I asked, confused by what she was referring to.

"I was kicking your ass and you were picking stupid characters like the goddamn furry bear and now all of a sudden you're pulling off perfects with high tier picks. Were you actually watching my streams and practicing? Did you lie to me?"

"I'd never lie to you Aun- I mean, CG. Never." I said, catching myself before I said the wrong name to her. "But you only asked if I watched your stream. Not if I've played this before. I was playing Tekken before you ever even taught me how to play Street Fighter."

"Shit... can't believe I got suckered by a midget." She gave me a smack on my back as she walked to the exit of the arcade and I followed along behind her. Somehow the victory this week felt different than the last. As if I'd done something dirty to win it. Once we got out to her motorcycle I couldn't hold it in.

"Hey, Command Grab... sorry if you feel like I tricked you."

"Jeez, don't go apologizing to me cause you won. You got any idea how that feels?" She explained, throwing her motorcycle helmet at me as I caught it in a panic before it could knock into my head. "My own fault for not even thinking you might have played it before. Now hop on and hold on tight, we're going for the distance this time." I did as she said, sitting behind her and holding tight around her stomach as the motorcycle roared to life and we hit the road. It was only my second time riding one and I was already seeing why she liked it so much, the two-wheeled experience and thrill was exciting. Once again I followed her instructions on when to lean with her and made sure not to talk so I wouldn't be distracting. Relishing the fact that I was hugging her from behind more than a little bit. Watching the street names and landmarks we eventually pulled into a parking garage of an apartment building and CG stopped in a designated space. "Alright, follow close behind and don't talk to anyone, okay?"

"Okay." I said, keeping pace behind her. Observing the halls as I followed her, never asking where she was taking me and assuming it had to be her home. As she led me forward I thought about how strangely ordinary it all was. Originally I knew her as a caretaker at Creative, then as an online game streamer and now this was her as... a person? A regular person leading a regular life. Through all the admiration and praise she got online, this was what all of us were behind the scenes at the end of the day. Just another person leading their life. She stopped and I took note of the apartment number before she opened the door and invited me in after her.

"Shoes off at the door." She instructed, kicking her own off while I did the same. Following after her I took a moment to take in her place. In the corner I could recognize her streaming area, familiar chair and behind it on the wall pictures she hung up as background for the camera. One was a poster for Tekken 7, likely put up because she'd been practicing the game earlier in the week, and the other was a fanart picture of herself that she likely commissioned and had printed out. Beyond that, there was a shelf with what had to be all her games randomly stacked together along with books and DVDs. Collectibles from different games I could and couldn't recognize were all about, some of them were gifts from fans I'd seen her unbox in the past. There was a couch that her personal arcade stick was resting on and several game boxes laying around the different systems on her entertainment center. Interestingly enough the kitchen was the cleanest part of the house, though there wasn't much on the counters in terms of cooking utensils. Her coffee maker was the most prominent thing to be seen. "So, feeling nervous being in a real woman's place?"

"It's... different." I answered her truthfully. "Do you live here alone?"

"Yep, all mine. I don't really want to share my space with anyone else." She explained, walking into a hall and opening the door to her bedroom. I wandered around a little, making sure to keep my hands to myself but still wanting to take in the details. I noticed a few smaller things, like a fully stuffed trash can beneath her computer desk and some clothes tossed about that I'd missed before. Coins were on the carpet in various places as if she was dropping them whenever she emptied her pockets, making me realize she probably didn't vacuum regularly. Were all adults this dirty on their own or was this just part of her daily habits? "Hey kid, are you coming in here or what?" She shouted from her bedroom and I followed the sound of her voice.

"I thought you were changing and wanted some... privacy..." I'd been partially right, as she was now without her hoodie and wearing just the black bra she'd been hiding beneath it. Still in her tights below the waist but I could see the hem of her pink panties peeking out over them. Seeing me stop in my tracks she smirked and motioned with her finger to come closer. Despite how beautiful she looked before me I couldn't help but take in the sight of her room. She had a framed Street Fighter V poster on her wall featuring Akuma and Ryu, along with some others that looked like they were for movies or bands I didn't recognize. Her bed was unmade, covers tossed aside and an imprint that showed me where she slept. There was a pile of what must have been dirty clothes on the side of the bed near her closet and on the other side, a yellow bean bag with some headphones near them.

"Alright you little scrub monster, come with me." She said, taking me by the arm and leading me to the bean bag. She directed me to sit down on it and I did as I was told, swallowing a lump in my throat not having expected to end up here of all places today. Leaning forward she looked down at me. "First of all fish that money out of my tits, can't work with it in the way." Following her direction my hand slipped in between her breasts, feeling the warmth from her body heat and the small coat of sweat from wearing the hoodie. Gripping hold of the bills I pulled them out and realized the clip wasn't on them anymore. "Are you serious right now? Get that thing out of there!" She complained and my hand went into her cleavage much more hurriedly this time as I felt around until I got the plastic money clip, setting it along with the cash on the nearby nightstand. "Clumsy ass virgin can get a perfect win on a broke as fuck Tekken machine but can't touch some tiddies without shaking." Lowering herself down onto her knees in front of me she sighed. "Alright, same rules you little spamming gremlin. You want this reward, you gotta get this bra off yourself. Any time I say stop, we stop, no arguments. Do you understand?" She explained and I nodded in return. "Okay, first test, see if you can get it on your first try."

She leaned forward to me and I leaned in as well, hands reaching around to rest on the clasp of her bra. In the position we were in I had to squeeze against her and my chin rested on her shoulder. With my arms hugging around her I forgot for a moment about what my hands were supposed to be doing and leaned in to the embrace, feeling the side of her face press against my own cheek. Luckily I managed to undo her bra with little effort but I didn't pull away after. Still leaning in and letting my arms grip around her body. Until her hand raised up on my chest and pushed me back on to the bean bag. "Well, are you going to pull it off?" She asked me and I leaned up again to quickly remove her bra, admiring her figure as she stretched her back out. "Being nervous is only cute your first time. After that you're just making a girl impatient."

"I... understand." I didn't really understand at all as my mind was too cloudy to really focus on anything but the topless woman before me. She gave me a bored expression, looking down then back up at my face again.

"Hey. Take off your pants already." She instructed and I obeyed, trying to hide how nervous I was actually feeling at this moment. Pulling them down along with my underwear she looked down at the erection I'd been trying to hide ever since I got on the motorcycle with her. She laughed to herself and I felt her soft hand grip around it. "So this is what you're working with, huh? Not terrible I guess." Her fingers began to rub my erection, my body leaning back as I couldn't hold in the moans. "Jeez, look at you getting that loud from a little handy. Does it feel that good, scrub?"

"It... it really does..." I admitted, never expecting something this direct from her when we met earlier today. Her lips turned into a cocky smile as she watched me squirm under her touch.

"Guess you've never been touched by a girl before in your life, huh? Loser." She taunted, though I didn't feel like complaining as her grip tightened. "Don't go blowing your load just yet or you're not gonna get to enjoy the main event." Leaning forward her hand came off and I could hear her spit on to me. I wasn't sure what was happening at first until her hand came back to my cock to make it slick with her saliva. Once she was satisfied with the coating her hand left me again. "That's as good as I'm getting it for you today. Better prepare yourself, squirt." Leaning forward nearly on to my lap I felt her breasts squeeze around me, her hands gripping their sides as she stroked my cock with them. Her breasts raised up and dropped down onto my legs, the pressure between gripping me all the while. I couldn't help but breathe harder and moan from the pleasure. "Fuck, you're louder than me when I'm getting off. Really having fun with your prize, aren't you?"

"Uh... uh huh... it's amazing..." I replied, barely able to think with what was going through my mind at the moment.

"Don't know how lucky you are getting a paizuri from me. Pretty rare, you know. But uh... you haven't cum yet?" She asked, looking down at the valley that was her cleavage, my cock hidden within the smothering grip. "Holding out like a champ, but I was expecting you to blow and go, y'know?" She commented, my fingers squeezing hard into the fabric of the bean bag as her breasts kept up their hypnotic squeeze on me. "Hey, look at my face." Command Grab ordered and I focused my eyes on her, catching her gaze through the haze of pleasure. "Don't you wanna cum for Auntie?"

"Ooh God!" I felt myself shout as I suddenly couldn't hold back anymore, my hips thrusting up into her breasts.

"Shit!" She exclaimed, watching as the cum shot up between her breasts and on to her skin. With a few more long strokes against me I was completely spent as she leaned back and let the grip on my erection go from her tits. "Didn't expect you to just burst like a fucking fire hydrant. Guess I was right to call you 'squirt' wasn't I?" I looked up to see her rub some of my cum on to the ends of her fingers, CG licking it curiously before turning away and heading to the bathroom. The sound of the sink running could be heard and before long she came back to me with a wet washcloth. "Here you go, clean yourself up."

"Th-thanks." I mumbled, using the cloth she gave me to do as she instructed and getting dressed again afterwards. She grabbed and put a T-shirt on from what I was now unsure of being the dirty clothes pile. Maybe she just kept all her clothes in a heap on the ground all the time? Offering me her hand, I took it and was pulled up on to my feet, staggering a bit while she laughed at me.

"Almost gave you a perfect knockout myself, didn't I?" She asked proudly, I could only nod in return as I followed her out to the living room. "Say squirt, you uh... need me to give you a lift home? I don't really know where you live."

"No... I'm actually not as far away from here as I am from the arcade." I admitted to her while she was pulling out a bag of cookies from her cupboard and eating them. She offered me some out of the bag and I took it thankfully. Needing something to recharge myself.

"You went all that way just to go to an arcade, without a car? Why the hell would you do that?" She asked and I felt myself about to answer that I knew it was the only place she'd go so that I could meet her. But catching myself before I could confess something that she'd either mock me for or accuse me of being a stalker I thought up a lie.

"It's the only place with good games where I can challenge people face to face." I said, Command Grab studied my expression like she was trying to pick apart my words as I was saying them. Shrugging she eventually put the bag of cookies back in the cupboard.

"Well it's dumb going all the way just to meet up. Come over here next week, alright?"

"Uh... yeah? Yeah! Yeah I'll... I'll be sure to do that!"

"Great, now be safe on the way home. I gotta take a shower after having some scrub cum all over my titties." She explained, waving her hand over her shoulder while she left the room to go into her bathroom. Deciding she was expecting me to let myself out, I looked over her front door. There was both a deadbolt lock and another on the handle, so I made sure to secure the second lock before letting myself out. I slowly walked down the hallway back towards and out of the parking garage, carrying my tired body the rest of the distance on the street. I was thankful to sit on a bench and wait for the bus to arrive; heading home a lot earlier than expected but with a greater experience was more than I ever could've hoped for. Not only was today amazing but she wanted me to come back and see her again. Was I dating Command Grab? Actually getting to spend time with her like no one else did? Reaching into my pocket to secure my coins for the bus, I noticed that I was a little short and reached for my money clip of fives….. then I remembered they were still on CG's nightstand in her room.

"Shit.. I guess in the end Auntie actually won the bet again." Standing up I started my walk back home, tired but happy, and eager to come back again.