Peaches Neko Atsume Novels & Stories

PIETRO GIACOMETTI "Hmmm" Peaches purred softly while I gently patted her hair, her head on my chest and her arms around me. She raised her head up and pouted her lips. I kissed her pouted lips, feeling a burst of excitement. I could not hold back the grin on my face. "What's funny?" She asked, a small playful frown on her face. "Funny? Is it funny? I do not think so." "Then why are you grinning?"

Pudding stood there dejected as once again her attempts at getting close to Ayato had failed yet again. By that time, Ayase, who was at home, was in the kitchen cooking something delicious. The dish she was cooking was for no one other than Ayato. (I hope Ayato will like the dish I’m preparing for him.) Back at the SN Mansion, Sebastian was about to head to work when Pudding intercepted him and complained to him about Ayato. “ The little master refused to take his lunch box with him.” Pudding showed him the lunchbox which she was still holding in her hand.

"You must be Yamamoto Aito. I recognized you by your signature platinum blonde hair. What a cutie. My name is Akame. Wanna dance?" I quickly shook my head. She was gorgeous and all but I didn't get a reaction from seeing her like that. I already knew I wouldn't. I only came so Haruto could get laid. Speaking of Haruto, where was he? We came in together but I couldn't see him again. Did he already find someone? "Aw don't be shy" she said, pressing her body close to me. "I've heard a lot of things about you. You're quite popular with the girls". She leaned even closer. "They say you're a beast in bed. Don't you want to ravage me?"

Chrushvan's late grandfather. As Athena walked rushing towards the exit, a heavy sense of shame weighed on her heart. She kept her head lowered, feeling the weight of the bad circumstances that lay ahead. However, her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice calling out her name. It was Necky Koshiba, the owner and CEO of Koshiba Beauty Inc. Dressed in fancy clothes and holding a pink handbag, Necky's fashion sense clearly displayed her fondness for the color pink. Athena mumbled to herself, "Sh*t," and continued walking, hoping to avoid any confrontation.

“I think I know where your presents are.” Neo didn’t have to look at his assistant to know that she was probably planning to make him a peach pit smoothy. “You do?” he asked the man with hope shining in his eyes. “I do. Go get your coat on and we’ll go see if I’m right.” He stood up. “Go on, Shel, get yours too..”

Sebastian felt his heart skip a beat and glanced at Haruka. “Her name is Sakura Taito,” Haruka said, leading Sebastian into the living room. “She’s very beautiful and very famous, so I’ve heard. She will be wearing one of my precious pieces.” “I see,” Sebastian murmured. “Don’t look at me like that, Onii-chan,” they heard Akira snap. “I’m not jealous. So not jealous of her. I’m just pissed that she gets to wear Oba-chan’s necklace.” “If she doesn’t wear that necklace, then who will?” the deep, manly voice of Sosuke Suzuki asked. “You?”

“What’s its name?” “Aki,” I said. “He’s a Havanese. He found Toby first.” The woman got down to her knees and reached out to stroke Aki’s head. “Thank you for finding Toby.” Aki stuck out his tongue and wagged his tail. He looked damn pleased. When she stood again, she said, “I’m Sakura. What’s your name?” Sakura? As in the Japanese Sakura? As in cherry blossom Sakura? I must admit the name fit her perfectly.

“Would you mind using one?” Now, I’m scared. Why would he ask me such? “Peach, answer me.” He says in a throaty voice that sends my stomach fluttering. “Your name is Peach from today. You look sweet. You won’t taste any different.” Why do I feel like I’m obligated to say thank you? I nod again. It seems to irritate him. “Don’t you talk, Peach? You’ll beg anyway when I’m choking you with my cock, why not let me hear your sweet voice?”

Blanche asked, taking fruits from the basket as well and smelling it too as his eyes curiously darted on his cousin who was now smiling from ear to ear. "Someone I know," Narco replied that his eyes were half-closed due to drowsiness. Blanche turns his haze on Narco and looks at him in pity. "Finally!" Sumire exclaimed in exuberance as raised one of the fruits in midair. She took a glass bowl and separate the peaches, pomegranates, and strawberries into three big bowls. "You know what to do." Sumire backhandedly complimented him and Narco rolled his eyes.