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Zhou Fei hadn't expected to be on the road this long. It would never have occurred to her to pack a dildo with her when she went down the mountain, but she's wishing she had now.
Anything would do. either the silly, cheap one A'Yan had bought her as a joke years ago, or the sturdier one Zhou Fei had replaced it with when she decided she deserved something nicer. Nights traveling alone are long, and she gets bored.
So when she opens the box in the tiny antiques stall she's browsing to kill time before a meeting and sees a dildo - not just any dildo, but an exquisitely carved one, made of a smooth peachy-pink stone with veins of sparkling white through it - a polished wooden handle at the base that makes it look far easier to use than her one at home, the padded box the perfect size to slide into her travel bag - she buys it immediately.
Later that night she takes it out and examines it, running her fingertips over the intricate carvings. It's shockingly realistic to Zhou Fei's inexpert eye. She's no dick connoisseur but she doesn't think any other carved dick could be prettier.
She stone of the dildo is cool to the touch, and warms up slowly when she holds it under her arm to bring it to body temperature. Eventually she gets too impatient to wait any longer, even if it is still a bit cool.
She flops back on her wide inn bed and flips her long sleep shirt up out of the way. She teases her entrance with the head of the dildo for a bit, then eases it inside. She sighs at the smooth glide, relaxing into it as she fucks herself lazily
It's nice to have something properly inside her. Other than her own fingers of course, which are narrower than her preference and not nearly long enough. The pleasure builds quickly, and after she comes she rinses the dildo off in the basin and goes to sleep.
-
Xie Yun adjusts his clothes when he feels something brush against his dick that afternoon, but the odd sensation quickly passes and he keeps walking. He doesn't think anything of it until he's made camp that evening, sitting on a log toasting some bread over the fire, and the touch returns. It can't be mistaken for a stray brush of his clothing this time - it feels exactly like curious fingertips caressing him from root to tip. he drops a hand to his lap and squeezes, but it does nothing to damp the strange phantom touches.
After another moment they pass, and Xie Yun breathes out a sigh of relief. Too soon - next his dick is surrounded in what feels like scorching heat, compared to how cold he usually runs. there's something like damp hair tickling the head of his cock.
He actually yanks up his robes and pushes down his pants to make sure he's not physically on fire, to make sure there's nothing in his pants physically doing things to him. He's never heard of a creature that crawled into pants and attacked penises, but anything's possible
There's nothing there, though. No creature, no tiny fox demon, no fire in his underclothes. He shakes his pants out and brushes himself down before dressing again, but the strange ticklish warmth doesn't budge.
Xie Yun has to go through all the motions of cleaning up from supper and tucking himself into his bedroll like that, and then just as he's dropping off to sleep, something wet and slippery pulses over the head of his dick - there and gone and then there again -
- and then gone, as if someone were....with a dreadful swoop of his stomach, he finally realizes what this probably is. It was never safe to keep such a sensitive item on his person through his travels, so he'd given it to the Feather Robe Troupe for safekeeping.
Madam Nichang had promised to lock his valuables away and never let anyone handle them, no questions asked, and had even let him watch her put the box into the locked treasure room in their base - but the base had been broken into.
It was certainly possible that someone had raided the treasure room and made off with some valuables. Xie Yun hadn't even thought of the box and its contents in years, and his mind had been wholly taken up with A'Fei's safety at the time of the break-in.
He cursed and tried to ignore the wet slide as his dick sank into some unseen orifice. He curled into a ball and squeezed his legs together, hoping the pressure would distract him from perceiving any details of the experience.
Whoever was using that object, if he was right about what was happening, surely didn't mean for anyone else to know, much less feel them like this.
Xie Yun should have just destroyed the thing, but he'd been too afraid at the time. Silly, in retrospect, to be afraid of a little pain. He didn't even know for sure if it would hurt to destroy it.
He knew that it carried sensation and nothing else. The object could be doused in water and his dick would stay dry; it could be held to a candle flame and he would feel as though he was on fire, but his skin wouldn't blister. Destroying it probably would have been safe, but he had been - squeamish.
It had seemed much safer to lock it away, and now he was paying the price. He bit his tongue, counted the leaves blocking the stars, and somehow, got through the experience of some unknown person using his dick like a toy.
At last the sensation stopped, and then his dick was doused with lukewarm water. There was some perfunctory rubbing with something rough, maybe a towel, and that confirmed it more than anything: it was definitely that cursed dildo.
-
Xie Yun got to the city by midday, and by nightfall he had tracked the thief to his fence and the fence to a small out of the way antiques shop. He had also incidentally learned that Zhou Fei had just left that morning, but he had no time to catch up with her: it was too important to track down the person who had bought the dildo and steal it back before they used it again.
The proprietor of the antiques shop claimed a bad memory, and Xie Yun felt his reserves of charm running down. It had been a long day. The person who'd bought the dildo wasn't anyone the proprietor knew, but finally, Xie Yun was able to wheedle out a description.
It sounded............a lot like Zhou Fei.
Short, wearing rough clothes and carrying a sword, rude but not seemingly on purpose. There could be more that one girl like that in the world, right? it was more likely that Xie Yun's hopes were getting away from him.
Still, he didn't have a better lead right now and the sun had set, so he set out in the direction Zhou Fei had gone and walked through the night. Thankfully, no ghost sensations assaulted him and he made good time and found Zhou Fei's camp before dawn
Of course, his luck didn't last, and Zhou Fei caught him going through her bag almost instantly. He swallowed lightly against the edge of the blade held to his throat and waited for her to wake up enough to recognize him.
"Moldy Xie," she said after a second. She blinked at him and sheathed her sword. "What are you doing here? I thought you were a bandit."
"Not a bandit!" he said, and then kept talking until she stopped looking like she was going to ask him why he'd been going through her bag. It was SO nice to see her again, to get to bask in her prickly presence.
Over breakfast he got her to divulge where she was going and invited himself along. After several light, cheerful hours on the road together, he finally figured out how to handle The Situation.
"While you were in [city], did you happen to buy anything?" he asked in a lull in the conversation.
"Sure, plenty of stuff. I was there for a few days."
Xie Yun names the antique shop, then describes it and its neighborhood when that doesn't seem to ring any bells. His fingers are crossed so hard - if the dildo is here, he can stop worrying.
Zhou Fei squints at him suspiciously. "Why do you ask?"
He tells her he's tracking down something of a sensitive, personal nature that was stolen from him and then he kicks himself. He should have just said a stolen item, she didn't have to know it was his.
"Oh, this?" Zhou Fei digs around in her bag and produces the familiar box, which she then flips open /right there on the road/ to show to him. he averts his eyes and clears his throat.
"Ah, yes. that's the item."
Zhou Fei clicks the box closed and holds it out to him.
Xie Yun's mind goes completely blank. "What?" he manages to get out.
"Don't you want it back? It's nice, but if it's stolen I don't really have a claim to it, do I?"
Xie Yun had been planning on stealing it back, yes, but when it's offered to him like this he hears himself saying, "No! You should keep it."
Zhou Fei's brow furrows in confusion and Xie Yun plunges on. "it's really too valuable to carry around with me, as you can see - wouldn't want it stolen again! but if anyone tried to steal from YOU, you could just fight them off."
It sounds reasonable, he thinks. definitely not something he just came up with in a moment of panic.
Zhou Fei shrugs and tosses the box back into her bag.
"You can't give it away," Xie Yun warns.
Zhou Fei rolls her eyes. "I'll keep it safe for you"
"And you can't let anyone touch it!"
Zhou Fei gives him a weird look. "Okay.......are you sure you don't want to keep it?"
Xie Yun shakes his head. "Nope, it's definitely safer with you. I'll let you know when I want it back."
"Weirdo," Zhou Fei says, but it sounds affectionate. Xie Yun grins.
-
The first few days with the cursed dildo in Zhou Fei's safekeeping go smoothly. She doesn't ask questions like /why do you have a cursed dildo/ and she doesn't bring up the time she used it, so Xie Yun figures they're good.
Then on the fourth night, Xie Yun realizes he has made a grave miscalculation. They've reached the next city and are staying in an inn. They'd been drinking on the roof before Zhou Fei had said she wanted to sleep early and had retired to her room.
Now, lying in his own room with his cock clamped between an arm and a torso (as far as he can tell, but it could also be between two legs), Xie Yun realizes that Zhou Fei had just wanted to go jack off.
He lies there, staring at nothing, as his dick is removed from one hot, tight place, and unceremoniously plunged into another. Knowing that Zhou Fei is the one doing this makes the torture 10,000 times worse because he is so horribly, wretchedly, into it.
(Let's pause here to examine a crucial misunderstanding that has occurred: when Xie Yun told Zhou Fei he'd lost an item of a personal nature, he thought he was conveying "dildo that has been cursed to transmit sensation to my dick" in the clearest terms possible.
Delicate terms, yes, because you can't just tell the girl you're helplessly in love with that she accidentally fucked you when she'd never do it on purpose. He thought he was lucky Zhou Fei didn't make a bigger deal of it.
Zhou Fei, like any normal person, thought that the "personal" nature was that it was Xie Yun's dildo. What else was she supposed to think!! Weird that he didn't want it back so he could use it, but it was probably a super valuable former emperor dildo, who knows. She's seen weirder shit out here.
And as long as she was ~protecting his ~very special dildo she might as well use it, right? She liked it and it wasn't as if he was using it! And it was kind of hot to think that it used to be his. In a way she's not going to examine, but: hot >___>)
(a further aside to say idk if people knew about sanitizing dildos back then. let's says Zhou Fei doesn't know and assumes that since it looked clean when she got it it's good to go /o/)
(no one will get any utis on or off screen in this fic, that is part of the magic of the dildo. ANYWAY! onwards)
So Xie Yun is lying there, getting used to the feeling of Zhou Fei's tight, wet cunt sliding up and down his dick which has been hard since the moment this started, stewing in the knowledge that she could have just knocked on his door if she wanted to fuck but instead she's using the dildo.
It's horrible, to be rejected like that and have to lie here and feel it all anyway. Maybe she's worried about pregnancy, he thinks, but rejects that. There are plenty of ways to avoid pregnancy, and there's always hand stuff and mouth stuff if she doesn't know them.
It's starkly obvious: Zhou Fei just doesn't want *him*. Xie Yun strains his ears but he can't hear any noise from Zhou Fei's room. He wishes he could tell if she was at least enjoying herself. She deserves to have a good time, even if she'd rather have it alone
Xie Yun's mind wanders for a while, helplessly turned on and very sad, thinking about how good he could make Zhou Fei feel if she'd give him a chance. Even if she didn't want his real dick! He could go down on her while she rode the dildo, that would be really hot.
The pace and the angle of the moment on his cock changes a few times like Zhou Fei's chasing some feeling, and Xie Yun bites his lip against how good it feels. He wonders how he'll know if Zhou Fei finds release if she's this quiet about it.
He doesn't have to wonder long. Within a few moments his cock is caught in a vice-like pressure that holds and then pulses, and he nearly bites through his own tongue. it shoots him right up to the edge himself, and when the sensation stops, Xie Yun imagines Zhou Fei throwing the dildo onto the bed, lying sprawled out as she catches her breath - he takes over with his own hand, just a few tight pulls bringing him to completion. Fuck. as bad as that was, he hopes she does it again.
-
The next morning Zhou Fei acts completely normal, and it soothes Xie Yun. Even if Zhou Fei doesn't want him, she clearly still likes him enough to travel together, to joke around and be his friend. That's enough for him.
Before too long, circumstances force them to part ways again, each going on their own mission. It's too soon; Xie Yun wants to be by A'Fei's side always. The one consolation is that she uses the dildo more when they're apart.
It doesn't stop him from missing her, of course, but it's something to look forward to on the lonely nights. He chooses unpopular inns and out of the way campsites where he can be sure of his privacy, and lets himself learn the ways A'Fei likes to pleasure herself
He learns what her cunt feels like, slippery and hot and tight. Sometimes she likes to stroke up and down her slit with the head of the dildo before she starts, but most often she dives right in with no preamble or warning.
She doesn't draw the experience out, either, and Xie Yun keeps one hand loosely curled around his cock so he can take over and jerk himself to completion after she's done. He wants to drink up every moment of connection that he can; he never comes while the dildo is inside her.
If things were different, he wished he could touch her cunt with more than just the tip of his dick, map out her folds with his fingers and mouth and make her come on his tongue. He would let her ride him hard and fast like she likes and beg her to let him stay inside until he's coming too, although he doesn't know if he could really hold off with her there on top of him. He would try, if she wanted him to.
Because he's made such a study of the way Zhou Fei's cunt feels, Xie Yun can tell immediately when she tries something new. At first he panics and thinks she's given the dildo away - or perhaps worse, is using it with a partner - but he forces his breathing to calm
Zhou Fei keeps her promises to a fault; she wouldn't betray his trust like that. Once the panic has ebbed he recognizes the sensation, anyway - or he can put it together well enough from context. The hole she's rubbing him against is tight, dry. Puckered. he feels his cheeks heat as he remembers his own first clumsy explorations in that arena. He hopes someone had warned her to use oil, but she'll figure it out herself soon enough, won't she?
There's some more dry bumping around, and then for a few moments the sensation stops. when it returns there are fingers there, perfunctorily smearing something wet over his dick, and then he's being shoved without build-up into an impossibly tight space.
He's not fully hard yet, in person, and it feels almost painful to be squeezed like this. He hopes it isn't painful for Zhou Fei, but even if it is she perseveres, and soon enough the vice of her body has traveled down to the root of his dick.
He hopes Zhou Fei will go easy for both their sakes, but she throws herself into this the same way she does anything else, impulsive and all at once. He digs his fingers into his legs and weathers it as he gets hard faster than his body wants to.
He can picture her lying on her side or on her back with both legs up, plunging the dildo into herself. There's too much friction, but she doesn't stop. A few times Xie Yun can feel the dildo pop out unintentionally, and he braces himself for the way she shoves it roughly back in.
-
Zhou Fei has been wanting to try it this way for weeks - ever since she learned that her dildo used to belong to Xie Yun, and the image of him fucking himself on it had sprung unbidden into her mind.
She hadn't meant to imagine him like that, but it's hard to un-imagine something once your mind has conjured it up, so now she just has to live with the knowledge that Xie Yun is someone who likes to be fucked. Or had been curious enough to try at least once, anyway.
At long last, Zhou Fei is in an inn where she can have a bath sent to her room, no early meetings the next morning, and she's ready to try. Honestly she's not sure she sees the appeal of doing it in the ass, but if she gave up everything before she even started, she would never have learned any martial arts.
She gamely continues, folding herself into different shapes a few times when a position gets awkward, and it's not....terrible. It's not driving her to the peaks of lust but it doesn't hurt like some whispered rumors would have her believe.
The physical act is honestly less interesting than knowing what Xie Yun had felt when he'd done the same with this exact dildo. Had he warmed it in the bath water first? Had his hole been as tight and uncooperative as Zhou Fei's?
She knows it's not proper or respectful to ask these questions, but if she only asks in her own head he'll never know, and there's no harm in that, right? She bets he'd had an easier time finding a position that worked, with his stupid long limbs.
Zhou Fei imagines him doing it naked, sweat glistening on his skin, ponytail swinging along the tops of his shoulders as the smooth stone breached his hole, and then she has to rub her clit /hard/ until she comes because fuck, isn't THAT a nice image.
As she soaks in the bath afterwards, she wonders if it would be so impossible to see that in real life. She and Xie Yun have been growing closer, after all, and there's a certain promise to the way he flirts, a banked hopefulness.
Even after she noticed it was there (do not ask her how long it took), she'd never known what to do with it. How to get from point A to point B? And what's to say Xie Yun even wanted to go to point B? Maybe he just liked the friendly play of it and that was all.
-
The next time she sees him, he's acting different. She notices right away but then she doubts herself and doesn't ask him about it until the next night when she's had a chance to watch him a bit more.
"Are you ok?" she asks over the crackling campfire.
"Hm?" His mouth is full of roast fish and he looks hilarious. Zhou Fei thinks about wanting to see him naked, and she's horrified to find it's still hot, even given the current evidence to the contrary.
"You seem....I don't know, kind of jumpy since we met up. Did anything happen?"
"Nothing at all! Running into you here is the most that's happened all month"
Zhou Fei narrows her eyes. "All right," she says, and lets it pass for the time being.
Xie Yun doesn't stop acting jumpy around her though, and it's getting on her nerves. There's nothing that could explain this, unless....
Xie Yun *had* been really weird about that dildo. Does he want it back? Is he wishing he'd never given it to her?
She asks as they walk along a slow-moving river.
"What? you don't want it anymore?" His expression is unreadable.
Zhou Fei stops and crosses her arms.
"I thought it might be what you were acting so weird about."
He shakes his head. "Nothing weird here! Very normal. Actually /you're/ being weird, bringing up that, uh....thing."
Zhou Fei rolls her eyes. If he's not going to tell her, she's just going to have to find out on her own.
(An important aside to check in on Xie Yun's feelings: at first, he really did think that something was better than nothing. He thought he would take what he could get and be happy with it because it's more than he had before.
Bu.
Before, he had the unshakeable feeling that eventually, he and Zhou Fei would be together. It felt inevitable, it felt like no wait would be too long.
But now? The seed of doubt has been planted. Now he can't quite see a way forward for them. They'll just be like this, always, and this isn't enough for him.
Xie Yun wants all the things he's always wanted - to comb Zhou Fei's hair every morning and every night, cook her breakfast, bask in the glow of her attention, hear all her dry jokes and make her new swords when she breaks her old ones.
But now, terribly, he also wants to touch Zhou Fei without it being mediated through a cursed sex toy; he wants to see what she looks like when she comes, he wants to be the one to make her come, to taste the sweat at her throat and feel her weight settle over him.
He shouldn't let her keep the cursed dildo, but if he lets her give it back, what will he have? Not even the scraps he's been living on so far.
So yes, Xie Yun has a lot going on in there and he can be forgiven for acting a little jumpy around Zhou Fei.)
Zhou Fei hasn't really been jerking off when they're traveling together - camping out gives little privacy, and she hasn't been bored enough to really want to, anyway. Xie Yun's presence is exciting.
But she does that night, quietly in her bedroll, to test a hypothesis.
She's very quiet and slow, the telltale wet noises muffled by her blankets, and there's no way Xie Yun could have heard. But he's extra jumpy that morning and it takes him several hours to go back down to his baseline jumpiness level.
She waits a few days and then repeats the experiment, this time during a midday break to bathe in a convenient shaded pool in the river. Again, there's no way for Xie Yun to have known she was using his dildo - she made him wait far away- but he acts just like he had the other morning.
Zhou Fei has been around the ol' jianghu block by this point, and she's seen her fair share of weird cursed and/or magical objects. If this was one of them, that would explain some things. Depending on what the curse is.
Xie Yun knows when she uses it: that much is obvious. And he also doesn't want her to know this, since he hasn't asked her to stop using it. How he knows is a mystery, though, one which calls for more detailed experiementation.
She chooses a time shortly after they've finished eating lunch, resting under a tree near the top of the hill, just watching the scenery below until the sun gets a little less hot. It's nice not to be in dire peril or running for their lives for once.
Zhou Fei doesn't know how Xie Yun is tracking this - does he hear a disembodied chime in his head when she uses it? Does he have a linked amulet that lights up or vibrates or gets hot? Will it be some subtle fluctuation of his qi?
The hilltop is quiet and the light is good, so Zhou Fei figures if it's something detectable these will be good conditions. The box with the dildo is hidden on her opposite side, out of Xie Yun's view while he's lying down with an arm over his eyes. She cracks it open and slides her hand inside, letting her fingers brush the cool stone
If she has to fully fuck herself on it she's out of luck; Xie Yun would definitely notice that. But if the magic is a little more sensitive....this seems like a good place to start at least.
Luckily for her, Xie Yun seems to get restless after only a few moments of her lightly fondling the dildo in its box. Zhou Fei strains her ears but can't hear anything other than the birds and crickets around them and both of their breathing.
She stops, taking a drink of water and looking up at the sky, and he cuts a sidelong glance at her. She smiles and comments on what a pretty day it is. Xie Yun covers his face again. Zhou Fei puts her hand back in the box.
This time she takes the dildo out and tucks it into the fold of her skirt, wrapping her hand around it and rubbing at the tip with her thumb. Xie Yun makes a strangled noise that turns into a cough and shifts around, drawing the leg closer to her up.
Zhou Fei grins. She doesn't know how he knows or what he knows, but he clearly /knows something/ and is trying not to let on. She leans against his leg, hooking her chin over his knee, and feels for the flow of his qi. It feels strange, but normal for Xie Yun.
Perhaps because she was focused on extending her spiritual senses, it takes her a moment to notice what her physical eyes are seeing, which is a distinct tent in Xie Yun's lap. She chokes back a laugh of disbelief, turning her head away far too late.
Xie Yun scowls at her.
"Uh," she says. She grew up around plenty of boys, it's not like she's unaware that boners happen. But usually she's not called upon to acknowledge one. And why....on instinct, she tightens her grip on the dildo. Xie Yun makes a strangled face.
He couldn't.....he couldn't know what she did with the dildo because he could /feel/ it, right? what kind of curse would that even be?
"You're, uh," she says, glancing down at his boner again against her conscious volition.
Xie Yun's scowl deepens. He looks miserable. "Yes, thanks for that."
Zhou Fei blinks. "Me?" she manages to squeak.
Xie Yun looks like he wants to sink down through the grass and straight into the earth. "A'Fei. Please."
She swallows. If handling the dildo makes him horny......then every time? This has happened every time?? Belated embarrassment fills her throat. "Sorry. I didn't mean -" she realizes she's still holding onto the dildo and drops it. "Do you want me to go down the hill a bit?"
He'll need some space to take care of his - her eyes drift down to it again, then she rips them away forcibly - this is embarrassing enough; she doesn't need to prolong it.
"Go down the hill?" he blinks. "You'd get me into this state and just go?"
"I didn't know!!!!" Zhou Fei protests hotly. "I didn't know you would get like this, I just wanted to see what would happen."
Xie Yun props himself up on his elbows and stares at her. "You didn't....know?"
Zhou Fei frowns. "You didn't tell me, how was I supposed to."
Xie Yun makes a faint sound like he's deflating. He looks very small and very confused. "Then why were you...?"
Zhou Fei explains her theories and his eyes go wider. When she gets to the end of her apology - it's even worse if he thought she'd been doing it on purpose, fuck - Xie Yun flops down on his back and laughs. He laughs until tears leak from his eyes and then he presses his hands to his face and takes several deep breaths. He finally pulls his hands down and gives Zhou Fei a serious look. "A'Fei. when someone touches that - thing - for all intents and purposes they're touching my cock. it feels the same. I thought you knew."
In an instant, Zhou Fei flashes back to all the ways she's used the dildo. "I had no idea," she says, mortified.
"Well," Xie Yun says, "Now you know."
He lies back down and closes his eyes.
Zhou Fei slaps his chest. "And what! That's it?? Xie Yun!"
To think that they'd basically fucked who even knows how many times, and he was never going to say anything? She might not have known how to start anything before, and Xie Yun was clearly waiting for marriage. But now that they'd already started, what was stopping them?
A horrible thought crosses Zhou Fei's mind. "Did you not like it?"
Xie Yun gives her an incredulous look. "Did I not like it??" He sighs in a way that Zhou Fei guesses is supposed to meaningful.
"I don't believe you," Zhou Fei pronounces. This whole far-fetched curse being a lie would explain everything neatly. "There's no way."
"No way it works how you said," she clarifies when he opens his mouth. "Tell me what I did the last time I used it before this."
It had been in the river, and she'd rubbed the shaft against her slit, squeezing it between her thighs and clenching.
Her skin had been chilled by the water and the stone of the dildo was warmed from the sun; for once it felt warmer than she was. It was a fascinating sensation and she had spent too long just sliding it back and forth, holding it against her. she hadn't put it inside, and how would Xie Yun have any way of knowing that? If he could tell her what she'd done she might believe him.
But he just presses his lips together in a tight line and shakes his head. "A'Fei, if you didn't know it was connected to me - I shouldn't have known any of what you did."
Zhou Fei rolls her eyes. It's not bad, the idea of Xie Yun knowing what she did when she thought she was alone. Feeling it like she was using him instead of the toy. It makes her stomach all hot and shivery. But he's too noble to get that, and she doesn't know how to explain.
"Fine," she says, picking up the dildo from where it had rolled into a hollow in the grass. "If you're too shy to say, I guess we'll just have to find out this way."
She's feeling a little mean, a little frustrated with Xie Yun refusing to just /talk/ to her.
She brings the dildo up to her mouth and presses her tongue flat against the head.
Xie Yun curses.
"No looking," Zhou Fei commands. Xie Yun is a performer, after all, he could just as easily fake his way through this and then she wouldn't know anything more than she does now.
She moves so she's behind him, but he only has to tip his head back to sneak a look.
Instead, she takes off her sash and ties it around Xie Yun's eyes. It probably says something how he doesn't protest at all. The knot of his throat is very prominent when he swallows. Zhou Fei brings the dildo back up to her mouth, sucking on it - can stone feel suction? Can Xie Yun?
Xie Yun tenses up and holds his breath. Zhou Fei wraps her hand around the shaft, a tight ring, and jerks it up and down. Xie Yun's breath leaves him in a wet gasp and he squirms.
"Enough," he says, but Zhou Fei shakes her head. "No," she says when she remembers he can't see her.
"If what you're saying is true, you saw me finish how many times? Felt it, whatever. I want to see just once."
Xie Yun whines. Zhou Fei keeps stroking.
The dildo is fine as a dildo, but as a cock, the smooth hard stone isn't very interesting.
Zhou Fei wishes she were touching Xie Yun's actual cock, though that would prove nothing about the curse. She tells him as much, between licking the dildo. He makes a wounded noise.
Curious, Zhou Fei lightly sets her teeth to the stone of the dildo. They click against it and Xie Yun hisses. "so mean."
The tent in Xie Yun's lap could house a whole army, by now. Since he's blindfolded and it doesn't matter where she sits, Zhou Fei circles his supine body and straddles his legs, settling her weight well down his thighs so as not to contaminate her experiement.
Nothing is touching Xie Yun's dick right now except his clothes and Zhou Fei's hand on the dildo. She wedges it between their thighs and uses both hands for a while. Xie Yun's hips shift restlessly like he wants to fuck up into it, in rhythm with her hands.
Oh, she wants him to fuck up into her, instead. If it wouldn't ruin the whole point of this exercise she'd tear both their clothes off and climb onto him; she's wet enough that she could slide right down in one stroke.
She speeds up her hand instead, covering the head of the dildo with one palm and squeezing the unyielding stone. Xie Yun makes a punched-out sound and arches, holding himself tense before sinking back down. A faint wet spot spreads on the front of his robes.
Well, that's as conclusive as anything is ever going to be. Zhou Fei carefully puts the dildo down and spreads herself out over Xie Yun, allowing herself to feel his body at last. She rests her forearms on his shoulders and takes the mask off. he looks very pink and a little damp.
She wants to kiss him very much, but first - she smacks the side of his head lightly, shaking her head in exasperation. "So you weren't lying. but what were you /thinking/, just giving me something like that with no explanation."
She thinks back to the very beginning, the way she'd been eager to use her new toy right after she got it. "And you knew! You knew the whole time that i was using it, and you didn't say anything!"
Xie Yun looks up at her like she's telling him he's her moon and stars, not scolding him like a misbehaving child. "Please kiss me," he says, sounding all broken, so naturally she has no choice but to do so.
She kisses the warm crease in his cheek from the mask first, and then the soft damp skin under his eye, and then he makes a needy sound and she kisses his full, pouting mouth. He all but melts under her.
They make out on the hill for a long time, until the jangling sounds of someone herding some goats in their direction remind them that they're in broad daylight where anyone can walk by.
"We should probably get going," Zhou Fei says.
Xie Yun blinks several times then agrees.
They make good time despite the unplanned extension of their break, and get to their destination by dinner time. Feeling expansive and kiss-drunk, Zhou Fei treats them both to a wide selection of the inn's specialty dishes brought up to their room.
After they're done eating, Zhou Fei crawls into Xie Yun's lap and kisses him again, tugging at his ponytail until he holds his head at the right angle. They fall into bed in a tangle and rub against each other as they kiss, most of their clothes still on.
In the next few days, Zhou Fei learns:
- the dildo was an exact model of Xie Yun's dick
- she likes the original better
- that Xie Yun is giving *to a fault* in bed. She has never met anyone less greedy
- how many orgasms she can have in a row when they really put their minds to it
It's a very worthwhile detour, all told.
-
All too soon, they have to go their separate ways again. Xie Yun gives Zhou Fei explicit permission (encouragement, even) to use the cursed dildo while they're apart, then watches her outline grow smaller until she crests a hill and vanishes. He misses her already.
It helps tide him over until they meet again, but there's no substitute for the real thing now that he knows what it's like to sleep with Zhou Fei.
He wonders, for the first time, if this is what the curse was originally meant for - to let lovers reach out over a distance.
Lovers. It makes him dizzy to think of them that way, but they fit the definition. All their activities once the truth came out have made sure of that. He just hopes that Zhou Fei thinks so too.
They meet again in the middle of a battle, when a lovers' reunion isn't logistically advisable, but after the band of Disha have been forced to retreat, Zhou Fei all but drags him to a nearby cave, its entrance hidden behind a waterfall, and falls upon him like a pack of horny wolves.
"Let's never do that again," she says when eventually they surface for air.
The wave of confused hurt that goes through Xie Yun must show on his face. Zhou Fei rolls her eyes and shoves at his shoulder, tipping him back into the heap of their discarded outer clothes.
"Be apart for so long, idiot," Zhou Fei clarifies. She scowls as if he's forced her to say something truly shameless and adds in a quieter voice, "I missed you too much."
Xie Yun's heart swells. "Okay," he says. He tugs Zhou Fei back down with him and kisses her.
"Okay?" Zhou Fei asks. Xie Yun rolls onto his side and hooks a leg over Zhou Fei's hip.
"We'll go everywhere together from now on," he says. "We'll figure out how to make it work."
Zhou Fei smiles and flips them back over, easy as anything.
The cave floor is smooth and surprisingly comfortable with Zhou Fei's hot furnace of a body keeping the chill away. It's not long until they're both naked, all their clothes spread out underneath them, Zhou Fei straddling Xie Yun's hips and restlessly grinding down
"Hhrhg," she says, tossing her bangs out of her eyes. "Why are you so /distracting/. I had a /plan/."
"Oh?" Xie Yun wants to hear more about how he's distracting, but also: plan?
"I was going to - I was just thinking, you can say no - do you want me to fuck you?"
His mind shuts off and takes a few moments to start producing thoughts again. "Yes," he says, because with Zhou Fei he wants /anything/. And then, "What? Wait, did you plan all of this?"
"Not the Disha." She purses her lips a bit. "But the waterfall, yeah, I scouted ahead a bit. It seemed romantic?" She scrunches her nose.
"This is very romantic," Xie Yun assures her, as his heart flips in his chest.
"Hm," Zhou Fei says.
Xie Yun strokes her cheekbone, impossibly fond. "I can't believe you had a whole /scheme/ to take my virginity."
"You -!" Zhou Fei exclaims, looking down pointedly to where she's very much grinding on his hard dick.
Xie Yun swallows and looks over Zhou Fei's shoulder at the waterfall. it's really very pretty, with the way the light refracts through the sheets of water.
Zhou Fei grabs his face a little roughly and turns his gaze back on her. "What do you mean. Have you never...?"
Xie Yun shakes his head. "You know everything I've ever done, so."
"Even alone??" Zhou Fei demands. "I thought - I mean, when I thought the dildo was yours, obviously I pictured you using it."
"'Obviously'," Xie Yun repeats, laughing. Zhou Fei swats him, which he deserves. Then a little more thoughtfully, he says, "I experimented once alone. But it was too short to count."
Zhou Fei considers him for a moment. "Well, do you want to...try it again?"
"Yes," Xie Yun says, immediately. He can't believe this didn't occur to him before. After all those weeks of Zhou Fei fucking herself with Xie Yun as her silent witness and he never wondered what she got out of it?
"Good," Zhou Fei says, and climbs off him to grab her satchel and dump several items out next to them. A bottle of oil, an unmarked bottle, and a very familiar box.
He really should have seen this coming.
He swallows. "You're going to use that?"
Zhou Fei looks at the box then back at Xie Yun, smug. "I think it would be hot. If you want to try with something else though..."
No, nope, Xie Yun definitely wants the thing Zhou Fei thinks is hot, even if it kills him.
"This one's good," he says, and Zhou Fei unlatches the box.
Zhou Fei lays Xie Yun out on the bed and gets him ready with purposeful touches and scented oil. He protests that he's /so ready/ right now, he doesn't need to be prepared like some maiden, but she gives him an unimpressed eyebrow.
"Which one of us did this before, eh? I don't recall it being you..."
He flops back down on his stomach, defeated and fond. "All right, have it your way."
The satisfied grin in Zhou Fei's voice is audible when she assures him she will.
Zhou Fei's fingers are narrower and shorter than Xie Yun's, but even so, it seems excessive that she makes him take four fingers before she'll even consider moving on.
It feels good right from the start, because it's Zhou Fei touching him and because she knows what she's doing. She has him propped up with the bolster under his hips, so he can melt boneless into the bed and just feel.
[editing pass note: yes, they were just in a cave. apparently I forgot this when I was writing it 😂]
Even when she just teases around the rim it feels good, the pleasant dancing of nerves and an invigorating stretch, like after a good night's sleep.
By the time Zhou Fei gets three fingers inside him, twisting and shallowly fucking, he's plotting ways to get her to finger him every day.
When she slips her littlest finger in alongside the rest and slowly pushes in until he can feel her knuckles rub against his rim, he's begging. "A'Fei, A'Fei please. I need it, I need it deeper, please."
"Give me a little more time and you can have my whole hand deeper," she says. It's not fair how unaffected she is by this. Xie Yun whines and Zhou Fei pets his back, making a soothing noise that she absolutely does not mean because if she did, she would just fuck him already.
Finally, she adds another liberal helping of oil and gives him what he's been begging for. He'd known using the cursed dildo would be intense, had wondered if he'd be ready for the doubled sensation, and the answer is an immediate no, not at all.
There's a slight delay in the magic, he learns, so for a moment all he feels is the blunt tip of something cool pressing against his ready and willing hole - and then the pressure is on his dick, slippery and warm.
After all of Zhou Fei's careful preparation, the dildo slides inside in one long stroke, smooth and wide. Xie Yun feels it fill him up and then feels himself enveloped, the pressure increasing a second after he clenches down reflexively.
Zhou Fei strokes the sweaty strands of hair away from his face and makes comforting noises that Xie Yun knows to be lies. She doesn't move the dildo right away, letting him get used to it, but he's not sure if this onslaught is something he *can* get used to
The respite is short-lived, as he knew it would be. Soon, Zhou Fei is clasping his arm and moving back down his body to her post by his ass. "I'm going to fuck you now," she announces. Xie Yun whines and Zhou Fei pets him again, fond. "I think you can take it."
Xie Yun genuinely doesn't know if he can take it, but he trusts Zhou Fei to help him find out. When she moves the dildo - just rocking it a little bit inside him - he gasps and scrabbles at the sheets.
Slowly, Zhou Fei picks up the pace and as she does Xie Yun can distantly hear the noises he's making - embarrassing, revealing, helpless ones. He's powerless to make himself stop.
He's heard of men who will fuck in groups, one fucking another fucking another. This is nothing like that. In that, Xie Yun would be an active participant - thinking about the person in front of him, thinking about his position and angles and how to ensure everyone's pleasure.
Here, there's no room for thought at all. He's passively receiving whatever Zhou Fei decides to dole out, no action required on his part. He can only lie prone and take it, swallowed up in the rhythm of her strokes.
The fact that he's feeling his own channel only serves to intensify everything. It shouldn't be possible, physically - the knowledge of how he feels inside should belong to Zhou Fei, but instead it's being poured into him. He might burst at the seams from holding it all.
Usually Xie Yun is a generous lover, considerate, but he can't even warn Zhou Fei when his orgasm is approaching. It rears up and takes him over like an avalanche, dragging him under and tumbling him over.
He surfaces on the other side still trembling as the aftershocks shudder through him, wrung out and sweaty and hoarse. He must have been loud - his ears are ringing.
"Oh," Zhou Fei says, quiet. "Oh, that was lovely." Her hand pets down his spine and he arches into it.
With the motion, he realizes that he's still impaled in himself.
"Mm," Zhou Fei hums. "Do you want to keep going? You'll get soft, but the dildo stays hard...I'm a little curious to see what it'll do to you if I don't stop..."
It will kill him, is what. "Hold me," Xie Yun says, voice ragged.
He doesn't think it's an answer, but Zhou Fei takes it for one. She rolls him carefully onto his side and wraps herself around his back, nuzzling between his shoulder blades and worming her arm under his waist.
Holding him like that, her hand splayed over his stomach and their feet tangled together, she starts moving the dildo inside him again. He keens. it - it hurts, and it *doesn't* hurt, the feeling on his softening dick is so intense is goes beyond hurt into something new.
The hand that was on his stomach drifts down and whispers over his wet dick; Xie Yun whines and twitches away.
"Okay, okay," Zhou Fei croons, and she doesn't try to touch him again, but she doesn't stop slowly rocking the toy into him either.
There are tears soaking his face by the time he's hard again. There's no saying when the tears started; they might have been there all along.
Zhou Fei notices that he's hard even without a hand on his dick, and changes her angle, picks up the pace.
"Can you come again for me?" she asks, voice buzzing against his skin.
Xie Yun moans. Words are entirely beyond him, but Zhou Fei seems to understand. "Good boy," she says, and fucks him until he spills onto the bed.
This time he doesn't get a break; Zhou Fei just curls around him even tighter and keeps pressing the toy inside him until improbably, his dick stirs once again. She lets him get so hard he's leaking, then pushes him over and climbs onto him, sinking down onto his sticky dick
He can feel /both/ of them, because she still hasn't withdrawn the dildo, reaching behind her occasionally to adjust it. the sense of impossibility warps enormous; his mind feels like it's being turned inside out.
After the third time, he loses track of how many times Zhou Fei makes him come. In rare moments of lucidity, he thinks she must have slipped him something; surely his body isn't capable of this on its own. They rest in tiny catnaps, only to kiss each other awake and start again.
The sky is beginning to lighten by the time Zhou Fei staggers over to the wash basin to get a rag to clean them up. The bed is a lost cause; she pulls an extra duvet out of the wardrobe and wraps them up on the daybed after wiping the worst of the fluids off their skin.
Xie Yun is floating, half asleep and half in some blissed-out corner of his mind he hadn't known existed. Zhou Fei cradles him in her arms and kisses the side of his face, and he finally falls fully into sleep like that.
-
It would be poetic to say that when they wake up after the twelve hour fuckfest the curse on the dildo is broken, but Xie Yun was probably right from the start: the only thing that would break it is destroying it. And they're both too attached to do that.
They keep it around for times they have to be separate or special occasions. Even though this was Xie Yun's introduction to getting fucked he can't be wrecked like this *every* night, so they invest in a couple everyday dildos and live happily ever after.
the end!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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