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Come to find out the walls were soundproof (thank god) so Fu was not in for any noise complaints. It was kind of disgusting how loud he got, Fu couldn't help but think of it and become incredibly embarrassed. 

He tried not to think of it too much, or else the throbbing threatened to return back to the in-between area of his legs just thinking about it. The humiliation of the whole situation settled deep in his core, but it excited him still, embarrassingly enough. 

Hii knew this. He most definitely knew that Fu still thought about it. Usually that called for some sort of name calling, "Pathetic, gross, freak-" so on so forth. But this time around Hii had nothing to say about it. 

It had been weeks. Very busy and crazy weeks since that day, neither of them had the chance to talk about it if they wanted to. (Not that Fu particularly wanted to.) The Cleaners seemed to get into all sorts of trouble all the time- especially Team Akuta. It was sort of Fu's fault for choosing to follow Enjin around in that regard, because otherwise his weeks may have been less terrifying.

Regardless, Fu closed the door to his room and laid down on the mattress only to realize he hadn't done so in a very long while.

Missions had been so long Team Akuta had opted to sleep in the car, or would pass out on the couch of the common room as soon as they returned. Fu's bed had become a foreign option, afterall, whatever Enjin or anyone else did, Fu would do too because he had not been ordered otherwise. 

Team Akuta wasn't great at remembering his thing with orders. It seemed that Enjin was rather annoyed by it, though he would comply the most out of anyone. Rudo didn't seem to understand, and Riyo would just stare at him with this dark look in her eyes whenever Fu asked for them. Fu was sort of afraid of Zanka. Afterall, Zanka was Jabber's favorite enemy and that guy scared Fu right down to his core. 

Hii always had orders when Fu needed them most though, and today he had ordered Fu to actually bother to make his way up to his bed to rest. 

Fu found that he missed the feeling of a pillow under his neck, it was much more comfortable than a couch or a window of a car. 

"It's healthier too." Hii pointed out, "Your neck and back have been taking some serious hits 'cuz of your shit sleeping routine recently." 

Fu sighed, rolling over so his face was burried in the pillow. He took a deep breath and drank in the feeling of comfort he apperantly had begun to miss. "Yeah. Sorry, Hii." 

"Stop apologizing." Hii growled, "Just do better. You need to take care of yourself. I can't do everything for you." 

They both knew that wasn't true. Fu couldn't do anything without Hii. He was as useless as a empty husk without Hii. Without commands Fu couldn't function- he refused to function lest something like...

Fu's breath caught in his throat and he squeezed his eyes shut as if the word the feelings and thoughts away. "Stop, stop, stop, stop-" He muttered eagerly to himself, as if begging his brain to shut down completely.

Everytime he thought about making decisions it sparked a deep and primal terror inside of him, but nothing hurt more than remembering why he couldn't make decisions. 

"Fu," Hii interrupted his panic. "Calm down. God you're pathetic." 

There it was. The familiar name calling settled the growing anxiety in his chest, making Fu release a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Sorry..." He muttered helplessly. "It's hard to keep my brain from going." 

"We need to go to Eisha like Enjin suggested." Hii stated. The other day, Fu had been particularly jumpy. Enjin had finally piped up and suggested Fu sees Eisha or Alice for a diagnosis of some sort. Enjin suspected an anxiety disorder or some sort of ptsd or both. He said that there was no shame in going, or getting medicated for something, but he hadn't explicitly told Fu he had to go. So Fu hadn't gone.

"He didn't command me too though..." Fu muttered, "I dunno if I should." 

"You should." Hii said. And then finally he brought it up: "You can't just masturbate every time you feel a panic attack coming on." 

Fu felt his entire face go beat red in and instant, he yelped with surprise, gripping the pillow to his chest, "Hii!" He whined, "You can't just... t-that's embarrassing!" 

"It's normal." Hii corrected. "Tons of people your age do it. As long as it's not too much, it's a somewhat healthy practice." 

Fu shoved the pillow into his face, cheeks aflame with shame and embarrassment. How could Hii talk about it so casually, as if Fu hadn't fucked himself into two orgasms on the same day, screaming Hii's name? That was embarrassing no matter how "normal" or "healthy" it supposedly was. 

"Guh." Hii grunted in response to this thoughts. "Don't pretend like you didn't like it. We share a body and a headspace remember? I know you've been thinking about it." Hii's voice dropped into a somewhat sultry tone, "In fact, I would go as far as to say, you've been dreaming about doing it again, freak." 

Fu wanted to scream into his pillow, shame crawling up his spine and shamefully, the blood pool to his crotch. "Hii!" He practically whimpered. "Stop teasing me." 

"I don't think you want me to stop." Hii said, knowingly. If he had a face Fu could tell he would be grinning from ear to ear. He knew he had Fu riled up by talking about this. In fact, he had probably been planning to do this. Is that the real reason Hii had commanded him to go to his room-? 

"Hii-" Fu choked, unconsciously squeezing his thighs together in an attempt to ward down the building tension, though it had the opposite effect almost immediately. Fu let out a small squeak at his own actions, a hand flying up to his mouth quickly from surprise and embarrassment. "Mngh!" 

"See?" Hii sounded seductive now. Fu wasn't sure if it was just the state he was in that was making him hear Hii like that, or if Hii was trying to sound like that. "You like talking about it. You want it." Hii's doll form sat judgementally on the nightstand where Fu had out him, slumping. "I'm just saying you should do what Enjin suggested so you don't let this needy bitch behavior take over your life." 

Fu bit his trembling lip, his thighs uncontrollably squeezing again, making him shudder, "F-fuck, Hii-" He breathed. 

"You like it when I call you stuff like that, don't you?" It was a rhetorical question, but Fu still answered. 

"Y-yes." He whimpered, "Yes, Hii." 

"Slut." 

That drew another whimper in response. 

"God you're pathetic. I don't know if any sort of doctor could fix you." Hii slurred, "You've been reduced to a puddle by a little name calling. Something is seriously wrong with you." 

There was a little bit of anxiety that built in Fu's chest when Hii said that, because that was a worry Fu did truly have. What if he was too broken? Or worse, what if the doctors said they couldn't figure out what was wrong with him? That he must just be strange, or faking for attention? 

"Yeah..." Fu mumbled, "There is."

Because, in all seriousness if you really got down to it, there was probably some fucked up reason Fu liked when Hii degraded him. Was it that he thought he deserved it? Or that he liked being punished for everything he had done? For the pathetic mess he was? Fu didn't exactly want to dissect that, it meant there was a high probability of an oncoming panic attack. 

"No freaking out." Hii snapped him out of thinking. "We don't have time for your self destructive tendencies. If you're gonna cope, at least be a slut about it." 

Fu's breath hitched, he knew exactly what Hii was suggesting. Hii wanted him to do it again. Despite all the name calling, Hii really did care... in his own weird way. 

"You don't listen to me when you're panicking." Hii reprimanded, "If this makes you listen to me than so be it." 

"I listen to you Hii-" Fu frowned, looking absently at the doll on his nightstand. "I- well... I try too..." He stopped himself. Hii was right, when he panicking there was no getting through. 

Fu had a habit of explosive and somewhat violent episodes that built up in aggression the longer they were allowed to progress. After a certain point, not even Hii could snap him out of it until it was over. It was like Fu couldn't hear him over the sound of his own head screaming at him. No amount of physical harm to himself took the voices away and when Fu snapped out of it he usually had to deal with some major consequences physically, and with Hii mentally. 

"I like it better when your whimpering from pleasure than from pain." Hii said in his head, almost gently. "Don't you?" 

Fu blushed slightly, biting his lip thoughtfully, "Yes..." He mumbled. 

If he was going to have destructive tendencies than it was probably better for them to manifest in some sort of degradation kink than self harm. Hii controlled him much better when Fu was flustered versus panicked, and Fu much preferred to be controlled than to be making choices. That never ended well. 

"Do you want to then?" Hii asked. 

It was silly for him to ask. Hii already likely knew the answer to that, besides the fact that now Hii had out the question into a form of some sort of choice. Fu didn't like to make choices. "Hii..." Fu frowned, "I can't-" 

"You can." Hii commanded, "Tell me if you want to cum or not." 

Fu went beat red so fast he was sure it reached his ears. The reformatting of the question into some sort of command was intoxicatingly affective in making him answer, "I do." He breathed into the pillow his face was now shoved in. "Hii, I want to cum." 

"Good boy." Hii praised and Fu had to shove his face deeper into the pillow out of embarrassment at the way it made him feel. 

Why was it that no matter what Hii called him Fu would get flustered? Degradation he somewhat understood liking. The praise? Fu didn’t know at all. 

"Now sit up."

Fu didn't mean to look eager, but he complied immediately, almost too fast. He was already reaching for the drawstring of his pants when Hii stopped him, "Not yet. Clothes stay on for now." 

Fu flushed, hands flying away from himself, "U-uh. Sorry! Then- what am I gonna? I mean-" 

"Palming through your pants." Hii explained far too casually. "Then hump the pillow like a bitch in heat." Hii commanded him. 

Fu's lips trembled at the request. He had never thought about doing stuff through his clothes before. Would it feel as nice? 

There was a tent slowly starting to build in his pants already, but as he began to palm himself through them the delicious friction started to build even more. Fu whimpered pathetically, groping himself slowly and building the tension inside his pants. 

"So easy to comply." Hii spoke up, teasingly. "See? I like you when you listen to me." 

"I like to listen to you Hii-" Fu said breathily, his knees were trembling, thighs trying to squeeze for more friction like earlier, his hips trying to jerk into nothing, all Fu could do was palm it. Not even jerk off. "Mmm- this is nice." 

"You want more though, don't you?" 

Fu fumbled with his pillow absently, his one free hand gripping the edge of it as he tried to steady himself on his knees. Fu flushed, "Ye-yes Hii." 

"What do you say?" 

"Please, Hii." Fu managed through tiny gasps of pleasure as his hips involuntarily started to rock into the pillow. He didn't mean to do it, it was like his body was reacting on it's own, trying to spead up the process. "Please?" 

"Fine." Hii relented, "Hands on either side of the pillow on the bed. Knees spread, pillow in-between your legs. Go for it." 

Fu eagerly complied, wrestling into position with a thumping rhythm in his chest. He rested his head on the other side of the pillow, putting very little space for the pillow to squish and move.

He was too distracted by the pleasure he felt by thumping into the soft fabric repeatedly to feel embarrassed. His mouth, he dumbly realized, was open and making obscene noises he wasn't asking it to make. His hips were grinding and thrusting without having to think about it. It was animalistic how brain dead he could be and still sound like this. It was like humping was second nature, it came so easily. And despite his earlier concerns about being clothed, it felt nice. Very nice. 

"Ahng! Fff-fuck Hii!" Fu gripped the sheets in earnest. "This is so good. You're so good to me-" 

"So loud." Hii chidded, with a tsk tsk sound. "You're lucky these walls are as thick as they are. You would've given us away ages ago. You're so noisy when you're like this." 

It made Fu think of last time, how even in the shower the water couldn't drown out the sounds of his moans, how he the wet slapping of his dick against his hand was pornagraphically loud. 

In general, Fu was a loud person. He liked to voice the things that he could. Usually that just meant voicing how pathetic he was. But now, all thoughts of that were gone. The only thoughts Fu was having had to do with sex and that alone was intoxicating enough. 

"Ahmm~ Hii! I c-cant! Ah! I can't help it-" 

"It's so pathetic how uncontrollable you let your volume get. You're like a fucking whore who's begging to be used like a sex toy." 

Fu moaned and thumped into the pillow faster, "Oh my god! Hii!" He stuffed his face in the mattress, rutting into the pillow as hard as he could, with as much pressure as he could. 

"I bet you wish you could be bred and used huh? You like being used so much. You want to be useful so bad you'd let anyone stick their dick in you to make you theirs. You'd let them use you all night long, like a fucking dog." 

"Ahng!" Fu yelped, his erection was fucking throbbing. "N-no! Just- only you. Hii I w-want you!" Fu hadn't necissarily wanted to admit that, but it wasn't as if Hii didn't already know right? And the heat of the moment was making it hard not to say everything that came to his mind. 

If anyone was gonna use him- no- "breed" him, per say, he wanted Hii. He wanted Hii to use him and fuck him silly. Fu wanted Hii to treat him like a sex toy and nothing else. Fuck, he wanted to be used by Hii, he loved being used by Hii. 

"Fuck, Fu." Hii breathily responded to his thoughts, "You're so needy it's sickening. I didn't know you had a breeding kink." 

A gutteral moan escaped from Fu, "Only- gahng! Only if it's you Hii!" He whinned, it hurt how hard he was. He could feel the heat pooling in his chest and the tension was only growing, his erection unable to spring fully free and straining against the fabric of his pants so hard it burned pleasurably. "I want you to- I want you to- to use me! Make me- mmnff-useful! Oh god, I can be so useful for you, Hii-" 

The concept of Hii having a body made Fu feel lustful enough, but the thought of him using Fu? Of Hii fucking him so hard that he was grinding into the pillows on their bed? It was disgustingly arousing. He wanted Hii to fuck him. If that's what made him useful, he wanted that so bad. 

Breeding kink was perhaps the wrong word for what he was feeling, especially since any attempt at "breeding" would be most unsuccessful due to several factors in their working relationship. But the word being used instead of the simple "fucking" was scandalous and deeply thrilling. The word breeding in Fu's head simply meant "being used for a sexual purpose". And if that purpose was to please Hii of all people, it was even better. Fu didn't know he liked it so much until now. 

"Hmmn-" Hii hummed, and Fu imagined him pounding into him from behind, whispering into his ear seductively, "I would do it if I could. Fuck you senseless until you can't think anymore. You do far too much of that. I would use you until you break if I could. You would make such a good fucking sex doll~" 

A yelp escaped Fu. Suddenly the knot inside of him snapped unexpectedly. In an instant he came undone, moaning Hii's name into the mattress, spilling inside his own pants. 

He hadn't expected that. He hadn't even known he was getting that close. Something about that word had made him unravel instantly though and the shame of it made him whimper and tremble, "Sorry-" He mumbled softly, shaking. "I don't- fuck. I didn't mean to-"

Hii hadn't told him he could cum yet and yet he had. He hadn't been ordered to do that. 

A sort of unsurprising feeling bubbled up- one that was not unfamiliar by any means, but still uncomfortable all the same. Fu felt incredibly ashamed and even downright disgusting. "Shit. I'm so sorry Hii. You didn't tell me to. I didn't-"

"-God that was hot." Hii interrupted his stammering excuses. "You fall apart so easily, Fu." 

Fu felt tears he had not known were building in his eyes finally falling free. He watched them softly hit the pillow he had just misused as he slowly processed. "Wait- huh?" 

"It's fine idiot. That's what was supposed to happen. Why would I be angry?" 

Fu flushed, letting out tears of building embarrassment, "Because I- I wasn't ordered to-" 

Hii groaned in his mind, "God you're so hopeless. I can never get through to you, can I?" Fu sniffed and cried as Hii continued, "It's a bodily function. No one can be mad at you for stuff like that. It's not a choice." 

There was a pause, "...besides, I promised you I could help you make decisions. Our pact holds true for this just like everything else. Every choice you make, every order you follow, I'm right there too. The blame is never all on you. Never again." 

Fu's legs shook as he sobbed, "F-fuck." He cried, pitifully. He brought a hand to his face to cover up what must have been a disgusting sight. It was practically second nature to hide. "Sorry Hii. I- you're always there for me." 

"I am." Hii answered. "That's how this works." 

"I know..." Fu cried. 

"You say that, but..." Hii sighed, "You start sobbing when you cum in your pants. This was for you, idiot. This was the goal." 

"I know," Fu repeated, taking a shaky breath in a sad attempt to calm himself, "I just- I... don't know." 

"Exactly. You don't know." Hii stated and Fu couldn't figure out what he meant by that. He was truly beyond repair, it seemed. 

After Fu cried the last bit of his anxiety away, he became grossly aware of the damp patch that soiled his pants and underwear. Hii, after going quiet for so long, decided to speak once more, "So... was it the thought of being used or was it being called a doll?" 

Fu squirmed in his clothes, finding them deeply uncomfortable now. "I uh-" He swallowed, truly embarrassed, "The... doll thing." 

"Man." Hii said, "You really get off to doll related things, don't you?" 

"Hii!!!" Fu cried, face going beat red once more. 

"I don't even know what to call that." Hii ignored him. "A doll kink? Is that a thing? Or is it technically two types of things? 'Cuz you like being used like a doll, but you totally enjoyed using my doll the other day too. Geez you are collecting kinks like Rudo collects trash." 

Fu bit his tongue bashfully, swinging his legs off the edge of his bed in an attempt to get up and do something about the mess he made, "Don't say that, Hii. That's-" 

"Let me guess- embarrassing? Shameful?"

Fu bit his lip, "...yeah..."

"Fu we're past the point where you should care. I know already, okay? We share a mind." 

"I know it's just-" Fu bit his lip again, "I dunno..."

"Exactly," Hii sounded like he was grinning as he repeated, "You don't know." 

"I should clean myself up..." Fu said after a minute of awkward silence. 

 "You could." Hii said, a pause proceeding his words. "Or we could try something knew." 

Fu squeaked in surprise, "You want me to go again?!" 

"Would you feel better if you came when I told you to?" Hii asked. 

Staring at his fists, Fu realized he would most certainly prefer that than letting the shame and guilt build. "I- can redeem myself?" 

"Redeem is the wrong word, but yes." Hii responded, "You cumming just now wasn't a bad thing. But if it makes you feel better you can try cumming on my command now." 

Fu nodded, "Yes, Master Hii. I can do that." 

"You know the drawer from last time?" Hii asked, making Fu blush. He nodded in response and Hii continued, "There is other things in there. I need you to grab a few." 

Fu made his way to the bathroom, opening the door and stepping inside. His clothes were incredibly uncomfortable now, but Hii hadn't ordered him to remove them, and right now he felt particularly unable to do things without being told. 

"That's why I'm here." Hii said, responding to his internal feelings. "I'll take care of you." 

Last time Fu had opened this drawer he had only had his eyes on one object. To be fair, it took up the most space and was the most obvious sexual object in the drawer. But, he had failed to notice that there were a ton other things that Hii had seemingly collected inside.

"What the hell?!" Fu exclaimed when he noticed just how many things were in there.

"Grab the toy from last time and that bottle of lube." Hii instructed, not caring. "There's also a different toy near the back of the drawer. It looks like a flashlight from the back." 

Fu complied, pulling out the objects hurrily. When he found the last one Hii instructed him to get his embarrassment grew tenfold, "Wha- what the hell is this?!?" 

"It's a fleshlight." Hii explained. "You pump your cock into it. It feels nice, supposedly." 

Fu didn't know he could go redder than he already had been, but staring at the object in his hand he felt downright disgusting. It excited him a little, not knowing how it would feel, the surprise of what a pussy around him may feel like (fake or not). But that made him feel even more ashamed. 

"Bring it all back to the bed and take off your pants." Hii instructed, interrupting his growing embarrassment and arousal. He couldn't take his eyes off the fleshlight as he complied. 

Setting the things on the nightstand, Fu made quick work of discarding his soiled clothes. He left his sweater on, as Hii had not instructed him to remove it and honestly he felt too exposed in a lot of ways, so he was greatful. 

With the cold air hitting his already damp appendage, and the growing excitement of getting to use something new, Fu was already starting to harden again. It was nice to not have himself confined anymore like last time, his penis was flush against him by the time Hii instructed him to move. 

Lube in hand, Hii told him to spread himself once more. "It's essential that you don't go too hard right now." Hii said, as if reciting something he had read in a sexual health manual. Fu briefly wondered if that'swhere he had gotten all these ideas and knowledge. "If you need to reapply lube, do it. No one wants a ripped ass." 

Fu groaned, slipping a finger inside himself. The lube most definitely made it seem easier than it was just with water, but Hii had told him not to go too fast, so he tried to comply. He needed to prove he could comply. 

He took his time stretching himself out, slowly adding another finger with a trembling of his lips. Fu's legs were up and spread, the noise that filled the room was obscene and only got more so the faster his fingers went. 

"Fu..." Hii warned and Fu bit back a whine as he stopped fingering himself. 

"Sorry-" Fu said, stopping and returning back to the slow methodical fingering he was supposed to be doing. Making sure to spread his fingers and open up his tight hole. 

Hii snorted, "You get carried away so fast." 

Fu whimpered at the comment, adding another finger and feeling the stretch fill him deliciously well. He could feel his ass molding itself to fit more and his fingers wanted nothing more than to go faster and harder. But Hii was right, he got carried away far too fast. He had to listen to Hii this time. 

"One more finger." Hii said. 

Fu's eyes widened but his hand went to comply before he could even think of protesting. Four fingers was a lot, but the lube made it slip in easier than it would have, making the pain of stretching looser turn to pleasure far faster than it would have. 

He moaned, a sorry sight indeed, with his hand between his legs and fucking himself slowly like Hii asked. Moaning like a fucking whore. 

"You want more?" Hii asked him, voice low and sultry. "You sound like you want more." 

Fu whimpered, his fingers spreading him so wide, "Mngh- Hii. Please-" 

"Not yet." Hii said, a mischievous tone. "I want to watch you finger yourself pathetically for a bit longer." 

Fu whinned like a scolded child, having been denied the orders he deeply wanted. But this was go prove he could follow Hii's directions. Fu was good at following directions! He could do this. He could be a good- 

"Such a good boy." Hii finished the thought. 

Fu moaned uncontrollably loud, his fingers picking up the pace. He hadn't realized how deep the fingers had gotten, but as he stretched wider he realized he must be knuckles deep in himself. "Fuhhckk- Hii." He stammered, "S-so, ah! So deep!" 

Hii laughed, "You're so pathetic. It's somehow baffling every time, though I shouldn't be surpised." The demon doll smiled at him from his place on the nightstand, the doll looked as amused as Hii sounded. "Already moaning my name and you've hardly done shit. You need me so bad." 

"Yes, Mas-master Hii." Fu felt tears welling at the pleasure, "I need you. I- ngh~ need you so bad Master Hii!"

"Fine." Hii relented quicker than Fu thought. "Sit up and lube up the dildo. Oh, and your dick." 

Fu moaned, fingers still going in himself, as Hii had not commanded him to stop. With one hand he managed to open the lube and hastily spread it onto the toy. "MnGh- Hii!" He whined, legs unconsciously spreading even wider, as he used the excess lube to stroke himself. "Now- gah! Now wh-what?" 

"You like getting off to dolls?" Hii asked rhetorically, "Than you can get off to my doll. Open the compartment at the bottom of my doll and stick the fleshlight in."

"Oh my goddnNnGHh~" Fu faltered, realizing what Hii was getting at. He wanted Fu to fuck his own doll in the most literal way possible. It was almost- no- it was pornographically dirty, but the thought made Fu want to cum right then and there. 

There was no words or will left in Fu to argue though, so he simply did as Hii asked, his body becoming a even more perfect vessel for Hii to control. 

They were lucky the doll had an opening compartment where it did. Usually Fu used it to store spare screws to fix Hii up. Or even paint to touch up the flecking reds or greens. But now, he was filling the doll with something that was admittedly hot as hell, but incredibly dirty. He felt like a downright slut filling the toy up with something as naughty as a fleshlight. He was essentially transforming Hii into his own personal sex toy. 

The screws on the inside of his body held the fleshlight in place when pushed in the right way, Hii made sure to tell him to make sure they were pretty darn stuck together. 

When Fu was done it was like his own personal sexual heaven. His wildest imagination couldn't have imagined Hii's doll host being a sex toy, but now that he was seeing it, it turned him on like crazy. 

"I think you know what to do." Hii said lowly and Fu shuddered with anticipation. 

Hii and him shared a mind, and while Hii was usually better at keeping his thoughts quiet, he was practically screaming at Fu to do it. 

Withdrawing a shaky hand from his entrance with a small noise of displeasure, Fu took the toy he had used before and placed it where his hand had just been. "Mmm. Hii?" 

"Yes?" 

"Can you-?" Fu wanted a verbal order. 

"Do it. Shove it in there and turn on the vibration setting. Leave it there. Don't move it." 

With a uncontrollable whimper Fu complied. The dildo felt so big even though he had prepped himself. He couldn't believe he had used this thing before. It was a good six inches and probably at least half as wide. He couldn't help but moan at the feeling of being so full. The more it pressed into him the better it felt. When he had bottomed out, Fu pressed the button the base and turned it on earning a yelp, "AhNg! Wha-" He couldn't finish that thought, overwrought with the new sensation. 

Hii gave him little time to adjust, for which Fu was partially glad because his cock was practically weeping with pre-cum. He was getting close again, but Fu didn't want to go just yet. He didn't want to until Hii told him. 

"Fleshlight to the tip. Go slow." 

Fu complied, the buzzing that filled him clouding his mind too much for any sort of embarrassment. He brought Hii to his twitching cock and put the tip at the entrance of the fleshlight bit. 

"Fuck-" Fu bit out as he pushed himself in slowly. It was a completely different sensation than fucking his fist or humping a pillow. This was tight and wet with lube and his own pre-cum. He was so hot with desire now he couldn't think clearly, "Oh Hii-" He whimpered incoherently, "You're so tight- nMgh~"

The steady vibration in his ass was getting too much combined with the new sensation on his cock. Unconsciously he found his hips jerking against the unmoving dildo to change the feeling, which made him let out a pathetic moan of overstimulated pleasure. 

He had Hii tightly in his hand and with one more jerk of his hips he shoved rhe dildo deeper and at an angle, accidently hit his prostate earning a desperate cry, "Ah! Fuck! Hii!" 

"Don't forget about me you idiot." Hii chidded, he sounded breathy and somewhat overwhelmed. "Fuck the doll." 

Without stopping the rhythm Fu had built when it came to jerking his hips against the dildo, he complied by sliding even further into the fleshlight.

The sight when he looked down was something straight out of a adult film. His cock was flush against the base of the fleshlight, the doll's face was smiling at him in turn. Further down, he could see his hips humping and jerking without him thinking, searching for his prostate again. 

"You like thi-this?" Fu found himself asking as he began to move the doll up and down on his shaft. He threw his head back in pure bliss, "Oh my godddd- Hii~ do you li-like this like I do? Yo- ah!! You feel so good!" 

At this point he must have been imagining it was Hii again, though which sensation he wasn't sure. Was Hii the teasing and unmoving cock in his ass or was he the tight, wet sensation on his dick? Both were pleasurable. Perhaps because it was all imagination regardless, Fu could pretend it was both at the same time.

Hii seemed fairly quiet. He didn't seem to be able to answer. And for a second time in his life, Fu wondered if he could feel all of this. Something in Fu became more confident to ask, something in him became more in need of knowing. "Hii- c-can you- mMMNnffeEel this?" 

A whimper. 

A goddamn whimper sounded within Fu's head. "Shit- Fu." Hii responded, voice shaking. "Y-yeah. I can." 

This must really be doing something for Hii considering he had bothered to answer such an invasive question. Usually Hii was the more collected one, the one that would be mysterious and mature and whatnot. Sure, he was easily ragebaited and never took challenges well, but he was better than Fu in normal conversation, that was for sure. Now he was a whimpering mess just like Fu, honest at the risk of his own pride. 

Fu found himself fucking into the doll harder at that, his pace was almost hip shattering. There was a wet slapping sound that filled his room that made him moan, back arching and dildo moving deliciously to his prostate as he did. 

"Fu-fuck! Fu!" Hii groaned. He was being much more vocal. Something about this was really getting to him. Was it the fact that Fu was fucking his host doll? 

The textures inside of the fleshlight had Fu whining with delight, he was on cloud fucking nine. Pure ecstasy rushing through his veins as he slammed into Hii repeatedly earning sweet little noises in his head, ones he could barely hear but knew were there. Who knew he could get Hii like this? Fu of all people? Pleasuring Hii? 

He was being useful. 

"Oh god- oh shit-" Fu moaned into the open air, back arching higher, hips jerking faster, hands moving faster, "Hii- am I being useful-? GaH hah- do yooUuhh~ do you feel good?" 

Hii was breathless in his response, "So good. You are doing s-so good Fu. So useful for me." 

Fu could feel tears starting to fall, everything was combining into one horribly hot feeling in his chest, completely overwhelming him. "FfFUCK- Hii! Yes! I can be a good boy!" 

"S-such a good boy for me." Hii dazzily responded. 

The words "for me" made Fu clench his thighs and groan, "Fuck! Hii I'm gonna- ngHhhh~ order me! Please- oh god!"

"Fucking cum for me, Doll." 

Instantly Fu gasped, his body reacting to Hii's words and Hii's words alone. He came, hard. He had never cum so hard before, he was straight up dizzy by the time the last string of semen exited his body.

He was breathless, phased, and ridding a high he didn't know existed. 

Fu was certain his pillows were stained with black makeup again, his tears having dripped and smeared all among their white cotton sheets. But he couldn't find it in himself to care. 

He was exhausted now, the feeling of a tight hole hugging his cock with his own cum was still there, the vibrations still going inside his ass. 

"Fu?" Hii finally said after they both caught their breath. "You alive?" 

Fu found the strength to nod, tears still spilling uncontrollably. But for once it was from bliss rather than pain. 'I like it better when your whimpering from pleasure than from pain.' Hii had said earlier. He couldn't help but agree, especially right now. 

"You need to turn off the toy and take them both out and off." Hii told him. "A shower wouldn't hurt either." 

Fu grumbled a whine of displeasure as he moved to turn of the vibrating dildo and remove it slowly. "I'm so...tired." He yawned a small complain as he lifted Hii off his cock with a moan, taking his time to remove the fleshlight carefully and close the doll up for cleaning. 

"You've gotta clean yourself up." Hii responded, "Then we can sleep." 

Fu nodded, knowing Hii was right as his own cum dripped down onto his body and out of the fleshlight. "Mmm-kay." He said with a yawn, cheeks flushed with post sex embarrassment and arousal. 

He wobbled over to the drawer in his bathroom and cleaned everything off before disposing of them back there. 

Hii instructed him to take a shower so he did, rinsing himself and Hii clean before wrapping in a warm towel with a yawn. "Thank you Hii..." Fu found himself saying sleepily, "For being honest earlier..." 

There was a pause as Fu got dressed, Hii's doll still sitting in his own miniature towel. "Sure. Whatever." Hii responded at last, sounding downright humiliated. 

It earned a tiny giggle from Fu as he threw on a sweater and picked Hii up to dry him, "Awww Hii! Are you embarrassed? Don't worry, it's normal for people our age! Healthy even!"

"You infuriate me sometimes." Hii grumbled. "Don't spout those words back to me." 

"What? You can't take your own advice?" Fu giggled sweetly at Hii's bashfulness. It was comforting knowing Hii was just as embarrassed as he was. "There, there, Hii. It's going to be okay. I liked it." 

Hii was quiet before finally answering, "Yeah... so did I." 

With a smile, Fu let the silence hang, discarding the towels and dirty clothes into the laundry basket along with his ruined pillow case. He hoped the pillow would forgive him for misusing it so many times today. 

Crawling into bed, Fu still felt the buzzing of bliss in his heart, holding his doll close to his chest and hearing Hii's distant but rambling thoughts in the background. 

He yawned, smiling as he clutched Hii closer, "Goodnight Hii." 

"Goodnight."