Living With The Moon Knight Men

Chapter 15

***Hey! So, there is quite the spicy scene in this chapter. So, if you want to skip that but read the other part of it then just look for the *** and stop there. Also, there is a bit of some BDSM going on here. Just a warning. Enjoy!***

Steven pulled up to the first hotel we saw. We got out of the car and walked to the main building. Steven had the suitcase and I had the duffel bag. We stepped inside the lobby. It was practically empty with just a few employees here and there. Steven and I went up to the front desk. A woman was behind it. She immediately looked up when she saw us. "Hi, how can I help you?" "We would like to book a room for the night." "Oh. Tourists, are you?" I paused. I looked at Steven before looking back at the woman. "Something like that." "We have every type of chalet available since nobody's really staying here at the moment. You know with all the cave drama." "Yes, we definitely know. We just came from there." I elbowed Steven in the ribs. "Did you? Is it as bad as they say?" I turned my attention back to the woman. "No. Not at all. We made it out just fine." "So you actually went inside?" "Yes. It was a lot of fun. Right, Steven?" Steven nodded, a hand over his ribs. "Which one did you do?" "The Black Abyss." "Oh, you went for the big one. You must do this a lot then." "Yes. All the time actually." "Well that is just adorable. I did notice your disheveled appearance but I just thought that it was...well from something else." I gave the woman a confused smile. She then started typing on a computer behind the desk. Before I could ask her what she meant by her comment, she spoke again. "So, will it be the Queen Ensuite Chalet?" "I'm sorry?" "Your room. Would you like the Queen Ensuite Chalet?" "What is that exactly?" "It's a standard room with one queen sized bed-" "Oh. Actually, is there a room with two beds?" "Two? Well yes. That would be the Twin Single Ensuite Chalet." "We'll take that then." I glanced at Steven. "Steven? Is two beds fine?" "Yes. That's alright with me." I looked back at the woman. "Okay. The Twin Single Ensuite Chalet for one night. That will be $150." I glanced back at Steven. "Do you remember where Jake put the money?" "Yeah. It's in the suitcase, I think." Steven began rummaging around in the suitcase. I flashed the woman a smile. She smiled back. "So, what was the occasion for the trip?" "Oh, it was just a vacation." "Ah, I see. Your first?" "Yes." "How sweet. Does that make this your honeymoon or did you mean outside of that?" 'What?" "Is this your honeymoon or a regular vacation?" "It's just a regular vacation." "Nice. I hope it lives up to your expectations." "It already has." Good." Steven then took out a wallet from the suitcase. He counted out the money and handed it to the woman. "Here you go." She took it as Steven put the wallet back into the suitcase. The woman took out some room keys from behind the desk and placed them in a little booklet. She wrote the room number on the booklet and handed it to me. "Alright. You're all set. It will be that first one in that first small building, okay?" "Okay. Thanks for your help." "No problem. I hope you and your husband have a great stay." "Hus-oh we're not-um. Uh sure. Thanks." I walked away from the desk. Steven gave the woman a smile before following me with the suitcase. "So, I'm your husband now, huh?" "Shut up, Steven." "What? I'm just saying. You didn't correct her." "We don't want to seem suspicious, now do we? Besides, I didn't feel like correcting her. All I wanna do right now is lay down." We walked to the room and stepped inside. I took my shoes off and placed the duffel bag on top of a desk. I then plopped down on the first bed. Steven took off his shoes and set the suitcase next to the desk. He sat down in the chair in front of it. "I guess I'm getting the bed all dirty, aren't I?" "I don't mind. I have a bed of my own, remember? Even though I'm your husband." I snorted. "Yeah. Right." Steven and I made eye contact and we both smiled at each other. I found myself just staring at him and not being able to look away from his gaze. Why was I getting nervous? And where did all this tension come from? Steven suddenly stood up. "Well, I think I'm going to take a shower." "Okay." "I shouldn't be too long." I nodded. "Don't worry about staying up for me or anything. You can rest if you'd like." I nodded again. "Alright." Steven then walked into the bathroom. I sighed and laid my head down on the bed. I really needed to stop bouncing back and forth between all the different personalities of my roommate. I started staring at the ceiling. It was just plain white. Like Jake's costume. Great. Now I was thinking about Jake. I do wonder what he's doing right now though. What can you do in the subconscious of someone's brain while someone else is using the body? Whatever he was doing, he was probably mad at Steven for showing up out of nowhere. I was still thinking about Jake when Steven walked out of the bathroom. I glanced at him. "Did you forget something?" There was no reply. He just glared at me. I've never seen Steven look so...cold before. "Is-is everything okay, Steven?" "Steven's not here right now." My eyes widened. That voice was definitely not Steven's.

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"J-jake?" Jake gave me a wicked grin. "Surprised, miel?" "Yes." Jake began getting closer to me. My heart rate started to quicken. "Did you miss me?" "Yes." Jake chuckled and licked his lips. He then took a few more steps so he was standing right in front of my bed. He didn't say anything though. He just watched me. It was making my heart race. "Small bed, isn't it?" "Yeah." "We could still make room though, couldn't we?" I struggled for a response. What he was implying was...well I suddenly lost all sign of exhaustion. Jake chuckled again. "You seem nervous, cariño. Now why would that be?" "I don't know." "Oh, but I think you do. I think you know exactly what I want to do to you." I whimpered at his comment. Jake's grin widened. "And I think you want me to do them to you. Don't you, miel?" I nodded eagerly. God, he certainly made me submissive. "Well then. What are we waiting for?" I didn't respond. I was waiting for Jake to climb on the bed, but instead he turned around and unzipped the duffel bag. My expression changed to confusion. "Jake, what are you doing?" He didn't answer. He searched around in the bag until he found what he wanted. He then turned back around. He was now holding one of the ropes from earlier. My breathing sped up when I realized what he was planning on doing. He still had that sinful smile on his face as he slowly approached me. All I could do was watch. He got on the bed and grabbed onto my wrists, hard. I let out a gasp as he lifted them above my head. He then tied them to the metal headboard with the rope. He got off the bed. "Try to move." I did as he said. My arms couldn't move. "Hmm. How about we take it even further?" "Further?" "Sí. Nothing too...malvado." Jake walked over to the suitcase. He unzipped it. He looked at me. "Don't worry. You'll like it." He then pulled out a black tie. He paused. He glanced at me again. He smiled evilly. He brought his focus back on the suitcase and pulled out another black tie. He shut the suitcase and strolled over to me. "Open." I hesitantly opened my mouth. Jake shoved the tie in it and wrapped it around my head. I let out a surprised cry at the action. He didn't seem phased by it though. He tied the tie and stood back to admire his work. He nodded and grabbed the other tie. He put it over my eyes and wrapped it around my head. He tied that tie as well. "Now, you can't see, you can't move, and you can't talk." I heard rustling and tried to determine what it was. It was then silent. Jake's chuckle broke through the silence. "Trying to figure out what I'm doing, cariño? It's only gonna get worse. I suggest you put those five senses to use. Even though you only have two of them left." I suddenly felt Jake's hands on me and jumped. "You really are nervous, miel. Relax. I'm not going to hurt you. Unless you want me to of course. Jake laughed. "Estoy bromeando. Perhaps some other time." Jake then tugged my pants down. He threw them aside and grabbed onto my shirt. "Oh. I suppose I should have taken your shirt off before I tied you up. Oh well." He then ripped it off of me. I let out a muffled protest. "You have lots of shirts, okay, azúcar? So, you need to get over it." Jake suddenly pulled my underwear down and tossed them. I was breathing very hard by this point. And not being able to see anything was only increasing my evident arousal and nerves. Jake ran his hand through my wet folds, making me moan. "Well, it looks like someone is excited. And I haven't even fucked you yet." I whimpered. "I better get going then." I heard sounds and some movement. What was he doing? Before I could piece together what I was hearing, Jake thrusted inside of me, making me cry out. He didn't waste any time before repeating the action until he was fucking me mercilessly. I was moaning nonstop; the noises muffled by the gag. I wrapped my legs around Jake's waist, trying to take him in as deep as I could. I could already feel the pleasure building from Jake managing to hit my g-spot with every thrust. His grunting certainly wasn't helping though. "Look at you. Helpless while I pound into you." His lewdness only made me even more close to reaching my peak. "This is where you belong. Not with Steven. Not with Marc. But with me. You're mine now, miel." I let out a particularly loud wail at his comment. His words and the relentless pace Jake was setting, caused me to spill over the edge. I cried out as my orgasm overtook me. Jake still didn't let up. In fact, he started going even harder. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before I came again. Jake's grunts began getting louder until he pulled out of me with a deep groan. After that, all I could hear was the sound of Jake's pants. I suddenly felt Jake climb off the bed. I then felt his hands brush against my own as he started untying the rope. Once he got my wrists free, he untied the gag and the blindfold. I blinked a few times and made eye contact with him. Neither of us spoke. Jake turned around and walked over to the duffel bag, putting the rope and ties back inside. He turned back around and looked at me. He smiled. "We'll have to do that again sometime in the future, cariño. Won't we?" I slowly nodded. He walked over to the other bed and got in it. He laid down and faced the other way, leaving me to think about what the hell just happened.

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