Blow, and I will submit

Kevin, a tomb raider who travels between uninhabited planets, picks up an old flute on the planet P7713 where he happens to land. “What are you?” “A flute. You were the one who blew it.” The flute, as if possessed, transforms into a person and begins to tempt him to “eat” it. “You blew into the upper hole and that’s how it became like this.” “…” “To make it the other way around, you would have to blow into the lower hole, right?” The flute—no, Noah—stroking Kevin’s arm gently and smiling sweetly, says things like this. “Aren’t you frustrated? Just take it off and do it. I’m really hard.” “I’m not hard.” “…Huh?” “It’s not up.” …Wait, is it really this big? “Suck it properly. If you can’t make me come, I’ll snap your waist and throw you into space.”