Peach Lover

Intro - Do you want to be my new peach?

I gaze at my growing bank balance with satisfaction. My bold move to adjust my commission rates has paid off considerably. As the quality of my work improves, the rewards naturally increase. The important thing is to maintain this standard. 

 

Once I've saved up enough money, I'll move away from here, from this country, where I don't even know who I'll be living with anymore.

 

“Is it warm?”

 

“It's warm.”

 

Dinner tonight is another microwaveable meal from a convenience store, as usual. It's not that I'm trying to save money; I'm just too tired to go out for a meal. I stayed up almost all night working on this project, and then I had to make sure it met the author's requirements. 

 

Before I knew it, it was already past noon. If I drove out to the city centre now to find something good to eat, I might fall asleep at the wheel. I don't want to end up like the protagonist in that movie, "Freelance: Don't Get Sick, Don't Rest, Don't Fall in Love with the Doctor," who falls asleep in a sukiyaki restaurant after submitting his work. That's so lifeless. I don't want that.

 

After dealing with a barely tasteless microwaved meal, I spent the time digesting before my shower, processing new commissions from my regular clients, mostly from the publishing houses I've worked with before. They're preparing for the book fair now, and as an illustrator, I need to prepare for battle as well.

 

You wait, this time there will be a ton of cover designs created by me. But seriously, there are so many BL (Boys' Love) novel cover illustrations these days. I understand it's a trending genre, but look at all the briefs I've received; they're all full of muscular, physique-heavy work. The reference images the authors provide are enough to make my mouth water. They really go all out with their creativity, girls!

 

The more I watch this, the more I'm getting aroused. Should I take care of myself before showering? That way I'll feel more relaxed.

I had no answer for myself. I shifted from a sitting position to stretching out on the new sofa I bought less than a week ago. This one's good; my back doesn't hurt when I lie down, and it supports my body very well.

I placed my cell phone on the coffee table beside me. There was no need to check anything. I had everything I needed in my head. Just "him" was enough; I didn't need any other distractions.

 

[Why are you so lovely today, plant?]

 

He often starts his videos with this line, praising someone else who is lying on a clean white bed, showing their face- someone he likes to call by that name.

 

The term "Plant" isn't actually the person's name; it's just a nickname the account owner uses for the person they're filming with.

 

I'm talking about Peach Lover, one of the most popular accounts on a famous gay porn site, with hundreds of thousands of followers who pay a monthly fee to watch his videos. He often refers to his partners as "plants," seemingly to emphasise the intention behind his account name: how much he enjoys "eating" human beings (plants).

 

[Do you like it, Peach?]

 

“I like it. I really like it.”

 

Once again, I inadvertently agreed, imagining myself as his subordinate, and him happily manipulating me as he pleased.

 

Even though I've never seen his face, because he never reveals it to anyone, the open and honest expressions and demeanour of the person receiving the encounter allow me to imagine that having sex with Peach Lover must be filled with wonderful feelings.

 

I like the way he acts toward the other person. He was very skilled. His movements were filled with fervent desire, while he maintained a gentle, tender attitude towards the other person.

 

I'm addicted to him, always have been. I wanted him to ask me the same questions he would ask his other plants.

 

“Does this feel good?”

 

“It...feels good.”

 

"Do you want me to go harder, or am I going too hard?"

 

"Harder...harder!"

 

“Can I hug you?”

 

"Yes"

 

"I'm going to give you a really tight hug."

 

I can't take it anymore.

It's about to...

Ding!

Fuck who?

Extremely irritating!

 

I don't know why a notification sound from my phone can ruin my mood just as I'm about to reach climax, even though normally, I'm much more oblivious than this. Even if someone rings the doorbell, if I'm not finished, don't expect me to get up and open the door.

 

I looked at my phone instead, but this time I stopped completely. My left hand, still tightly gripping my lower body, paused, then released it to pick up my phone.

 

Peach Lover updated his new video!

 

"No way!"

 

I screamed, startled, and sat upright, unable to believe what I was seeing. It's impossible… he's back?! Back after deleting all the videos from the website and disappearing for a whole year?!

 

But no matter how unbelievable it felt, my instinct, fueled by lust, pressed the notification bar to open the link to the website's app, the one I used to pay them monthly to watch them have sex. But this time I didn't have to pay to view it. The account owner made it free for viewers to access. 

 

The thumbnail showed someone sitting on a plain white bed, with their face hidden.

 

[Hello! It's been a long time. Have you forgotten me?]

 

The moment I clicked to open the clip, a gentle, slightly playful greeting (with English subtitles below) that I'll never forget rang out. 

 

It was my Peach Lover, no doubt about it!

 

Where have you been? Do you know how much I missed you?

 

[First of all, I'd like to explain the reason for my disappearance: it's because... I've broken up with my plants.]

 

Break up? How could they break up?!

 

[Since there was no one to film videos with, I decided to stop the previous attempt.]

 

Although Peach Lover didn't reveal the reason for the breakup, judging from his tone, it wasn't an amicable split.

 

[But I'm coming back again.]

 

Are you really?!

And today, he didn't come back ordinarily either. How?!

 

[Work with me] 

 

[Because today, I would like to ask everyone's permission to use this video as a platform to recruit new farmers to join us.]

 

Wait a minute...

 

[If anyone is interested in becoming a new crop for me to enjoy fresh, please read all the details in the description below the video.]

 

H-H-Am I hearing things?!

 

[I'm waiting]

 

Did he say, "We're accepting applications for new crop seedlings"?!

 

[See you later.]

 

So that means the chosen one will get to see Peach Lover in person, and then get to have sex with him, right?!

 

My uncertainty about what I heard prompted me to quickly read the details in the description below the clip. The result confirmed that I hadn't misheard.

 

Okay, no need to sleep anymore. Sit down, fill out the application form and submit it to them right now!