Entry #5

Aeri sat down in front of her laptop, staring at the OnlyFans login page, debating whether to make the account and mourn her somewhat pristine search history.

It’s either this or Pornhub, she thought. And OF seems like the tamer and lesser evil between the two.

“Fuck it," she muttered, clicking on 'sign in with X'. Her account was created in seconds.

She typed "HideandTease" into the search bar. The site pulled up his page — a collection of photos and videos waiting to be explored.

The page loaded too slowly, each thumbnail appearing one by one, blurry placeholders sharpening into focus. Aeri held her breath without realising it.

The first few photos were tame, even professional and artistic. They captured shadows and angles, bare shoulders, and the curve of a back. She couldn't tell who it was yet—just a man, just a body.

Okay…  I can work with this.

She scrolled.

The next image revealed more — abs, toned and tan, muscles she recognised from somewhere but couldn't quite place. Her finger hovered over the trackpad.

Wait a minute.

Her eyes narrowed as she scrolled again.

A profile shot. A strong jawline. A light goatee. Softly defined, slightly parted lips with a full, heavy lower edge.

Her heart started to pound.

Another click captured a man lying on his stomach, his bare back exposed and head turned slightly toward the camera. His shaved head and defined shoulders exuded a sense of confidence, as if he owned the space around him.

Her hand trembled against her mouse as she scrolled to the next image.

A full photo. Face forward. Dark, expressive eyes. A smirk that had haunted her since the elevator.

Hide.

Her fucking neighbour from across her balcony, the one who had joked about her walking around naked, the guy she’d seen screwing a woman against a glass door, was staring back at her from an OnlyFans page.

Aeri forgot how to breathe.

She scrolled through his entire profile, watching him posing in various states of undress, each showcasing his toned body and magnetic and seductive charisma. Hell, she even found a couple of pictures of him completely nude, but only showing his ass (thank God).

Suddenly, it all made sense. The box of camera equipment he carried the day he first moved. His vague answer when she asked if he was a photographer or a content creator.

No wonder why each image on his page looked carefully crafted to exude a sense of raw sensuality while still maintaining a veil of mystery. It was almost impressive.

Then she found a video about 17 minutes long, give or take. She clicked on it. 

The video started with Hide making out with a woman against the door, and Aeri instantly recognised her. It was the same woman he was with the other night, the one she had seen from her balcony. Watching them together made her heart race, bringing back that awkward encounter she couldn't shake off.

But along with that feeling as she continued watching them, another feeling bubbled to the surface. Something darker, something more primal. As she watched the video play, a wave of jealousy and attraction surged through her, their intimate connection sending a thrill of desire through her body.

Suddenly, a notification popped up.

Hide was live and broadcasting right now. 

Aeri’s heart skipped a beat, realising an opportunity had just landed in her lap.

A part of her was hesitant to go ahead and join his live. He was her neighbour, for God’s sake. And she had just found out he was an OF creator.

But on the other hand, she would be lying if she said she wasn’t at least a little curious.

“Fuck it,” she muttered, clicking on the link to join the live broadcast and was instantly taken into his virtual space.

The screen filled with a live video feed, showing Hide sitting in what appeared to be his bedroom, lying on his bed shirtless, looking directly into the camera.

"Hey there, welcome to the show," his velvety voice filled the silence of her room, his eyes seeming to look right at her. He still wore his signature cheeky smile on his face.

"So, who's watching me tonight?" he asked, placing his arm behind his head. "Come on, don't be shy. Say hi."

Aeri was hesitant at first but decided to take a leap of faith and sent a message in the live.

Hi.

Hide's attention seemed to be drawn to the screen. His eyes flicked downwards, skimming over the names of the viewers. When he saw her, his smile morphed into a smirk. “aerichandesu, you’re new here?”

Yeah haha😅

He chuckled at her response, his smirk widening.

"Ah, a newbie, huh? Well, welcome to my world," he purred, leaning a bit closer to the camera. "Like what you see so far?"

Aeri snorted.

I've seen better

His eyebrows raised, feigning offence at her dismissive comment.

"You've seen better, huh?" he echoed, his tone dripping with mock hurt. "Not sure if I should be hurt or intrigued. Tell me, darling, who do you consider 'better' than me?"

I dunno. Kenta Yamazaki

His smirk grew slightly, clearly amused.

"Kenta Yamazaki, eh?" he mused, running a hand through his hair once more. "Interesting pick. He's good, I'll give you that. But I can do things he could only dream of."

Like what?

His eyes held hers through the screen, a mixture of challenge and promise in them.

"You'll have to stick around and find out," he teased, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. "But let's just say I have a few tricks up my sleeve that would make even Yamazaki envious."