"Ah, Chiaki! There you are!" Nekomaru said as he wandered over to where Chiaki was heading back to her room, a game console in hand. She paused it and looked up to meet his gaze.

"Yes?" She asked softly.

"I had something to ask you. I've been hearing a lot of video games become more and more intertwined into the world of sports and competitions." The muscular man explained. "I've never really had much experience with video games, so I was wondering if you'd be willing to show me what makes games so inviting to have these tournaments." At his words, Chiaki's eyes seemed to light up as she smiled widely.

"Y-yes! Please! Come to my room later, after classes!" She exclaimed. "I can get everything set up!" And before he could get in another word, she sped off, leaving Nekomaru standing there. Eventually, he laughed.

"At least I know she's excited!" He exclaimed.

Later, after class, just as she said, he made his way to her room, knocking once on the door. Once he heard her call out "come in", he entered, finding a dark room lit up only by the TV screen that Chiaki was sitting in front of.

"You can turn the light on if that makes you more comfortable." He heard her say, so he did so, flipping the switch and illuminating the room. He looked over at her and opened his mouth to speak, but the words got stuck in his throat as he saw her. She was sitting cross legged in front of the TV, and in front of her bed…clad in nothing but polka dot pink and white underwear.

"U-um…" Nekomaru said. He wasn't one who usually got flustered by women's bodies but…he'd also rarely seen them in their underwear like this, something usually so…intimate. He tried not to stare as he spoke up. "Chiaki?"

"Yeah?" She answered absentmindedly.

"You uh…do know you're in your underwear, right?"

"Oh…yeah, I know." She said, never looking away from the screen. "It's fine, I don't mind it."

"That's…uh…" Nekomaru said, but decided not to say anything else. If she was comfortable, what could he do? So instead he asked, "May I sit on your bed?" She nodded, so he walked over and carefully plopped himself down on her bed and…immediately regretted it. From her he could basically see down her bra, so her cleavage was extremely visible. He felt a shiver run down his spine, and although he knew he shouldn't be looking, he couldn't help it. It was hard not to. He could see the exact curves of her breasts, as well as a little mole.

"So I think a good game to start with is Smash Bros, since there's a lot of tournaments for the series." Chiaki started, and he tried to force his eyes to the screen.

"R-right." Nekomaru said, and although he was now looking at the screen, he kept glancing over at her chest. The way it moved up and down with her breathing was so hypnotizing, and from this angle he could almost see her-

"Nekomaru?"

"Y-yes?!" He asked, shooting to attention (though one part of him was already doing that).

"Were you watching?" She asked.

"N-no." He said, deciding to be honest. She sighed, but didn't ask him why. She simply kept playing, and he tried to force his attention back to the screen. Before long, however, his eyes lingered down, not to her chest, but this time, her thighs, which with the way her legs were crossed, were extremely visible. Creamy white and fairly thick, he couldn't help but stare at them, feeling his arousal growing even further despite his best efforts. He wanted to grasp them, squeeze, maybe even lick-

"Nekomaru."

"AH!" He exclaimed. "Yes?!" He asked. Chiaki pouted.

"Are you still not paying attention?" She asked. He sighed.

"No…I'm sorry, Chiaki, but…your body, dressed like that…it's very distracting." He admitted. "I'm trying not to stare but, I'm afraid I'm failing." He waited for her to yell at him for staring at her while she was dressed so intimately, but she just sighed, set down the controller, stood up, and faced him. He could now see her completely, and despite himself, his eyes shot to her crotch, where the thin underwear slightly outlined what lied underneath. Once again, he braced himself for her to shout at him, but instead…

"How about we have sex so you can feel satisfied and less distracted?" She asked as she reached behind her back and undid her bra, letting it fall to the floor. His eyes immediately shot to her breasts, pale and bouncing with every movement she made, moving up and down with her breathing, her perky nipples standing at attention just like him. She then grabbed her panties and yanked them down as well, and he stared at her bare pussy, mesmerized. She crawled up to him and looked down at the bulge in his pants, even bigger than usual, and he gulped.

"Uh…yeah, sure!" He said.

They spent the next hour have some very passionate sex, Chiaki riding the man's dick hard as he got to let out all his pent up stress and arousal he'd been building up until Chiaki was left barely able to move, not that she really needed to move that much anyway. After that, Nekomaru was able to focus on the game and held Chiaki as she played it, explaining how it worked to him, and he eventually came to see the appeal of the game and could see why people liked playing it in tournaments so much.