My partner jumped up from the bed when he heard the knock on the door. "Hello? It's the receptionist's desk. Check out is in 15 minutes. Another day's fee will be added to your account if you have not checked out by then. It has been a pleasure serving your hospitality needs." the man said. We then heard him walking away. I was still holding onto Elliot, draining his energy. He looked disappointed that he was not going to be rescued. Both of us were dressed. I was totally fine with spending the next 15 minutes holding onto him. He looked at me pleadingly. "I guess... we should go down." he nearly begged. It was the moment of truth. Elliot was defenseless and we were all alone. No one would know if I kidnapped him and never came back to this shitty motel ever again. Seeing the fear in his eyes, I knew that I could not do it. I just was not the type. This game was way too realistic. It would simply not sit right with me if I did this to him after all this time. I let his hand go. He snatched it to his side. Elliot's face still showed fear as he sighed. "Since you just need touch, we'll meet in public next time."
Killing him was off the table because I needed him alive to drain him. I was not too sure I wanted him around though. He could offer to meet me some other time, but how could I know if it was just him trying to trap me. That was not good. Elliot was not going to see me ever again after this. If that was the case, there was something that I wanted to try. "We still have some time left. Can I fuck you? I know nothing will happen, but I am curious about it." I asked. Elliot was happy to be free from my immediate grasp, so he agreed right away. Elliot just needed 3 minutes to prep himself back there before getting on the bed. He was ready for me. He also had his phone out. He told me that it was to keep track of the time. I was fine with that. I crawled on the bed behind him and grabbed him by the left hip. I used the right to guide my dick to his asshole. I gently pushed myself inside. Elliot made a small gasp as he took me in. I gave him a moment to adjust before I grabbed both of his hips and began thrusting. It was clumsy and Elliot kept his face buried in his phone. I was still having sex with him though.
You could just tell that he was not feeling good during this fuck session. I was a virgin just rutting around in there. Elliot was just going to literally wait out the clock. When it was time he thrust the phone in my face. "C'mon. It is time to go already. We only have 3 minutes left." That was fine with me. The annoying sensation of being kept on the edge of orgasm was starting to bother me again. I pulled out and there was no mess. I had no cum and he was not even breaking a sweat handling me. That showed how used to this type of thing he was. I had been draining him the entire time too. My hands were on his bare hips. Other than a simple gasp, he did not react much at all. It still bothered me, but I was not going to see him ever again. I could get over this. It was indeed time to go. We put our pants on and rushed downstairs to get to the receptionist desk. It was right on time. He had a smirk on his face. "I see you enjoyed yourselves to the last moment. Please come again next time you wish to make use of our hospitality." he said as we left. That was way too cheeky a response to customers like us.