The patience Ansel had displayed throughout their torrid relationship was present now as he waited for Lucio's small body to respond to his manipulations. It took a long, gentle persuasion filled with gentle kisses, caresses, and teasing buzzing before Lucio's arousal began to develop, but Ansel hardly minded having to put forth the effort. Receiving the opportunity to shower attention onto his love was never something he could even imagine complaining about, and the young man's stiff body posture began to loosen as much as the ropes would allow atop Ansel's lap.<br/><br/>“That's it,” he purred, turning up the strength on the vibrator as Lucio pressed his hips forward. He could hear the little machine whirring beneath Lucio's body, felt it moving in his hand. The gentle vibrations sent gradual waves of pleasure rolling up Ansel's arm as he massaged his lover's sensitive flesh and watched the young man's cock twitch in response.<br/><br/>The professor had grown stiff, his thick cock standing tall between Lucio's outspread legs. The sweet boy, with his arms pinned to his sides and his mouth all closed up, couldn't do much to satisfy the growing need in Ansel's groin. This didn't bother the older man; he found a deep satisfaction at knowing Lucio was at his whim.<br/><br/>Ansel pressed a loving kiss to Lucio's forehead as his free hand snaked its way up the model's body and long, strong fingers settled at his throat. He carefully pulled away the vibrator and shut it off, tossing it onto the bed, forgotten until he had need of it again. “Follow my lead,” he instructed, using his grip on Lucio's neck to gently push him off of his lap and re-position him onto the bed. Ansel finally removed his trousers and underwear, letting both fall to the floor and inhaling as his erection was exposed. “This is normally the moment when I would forgo all further foreplay and ravish you, my love, but I believe doing so would be a disservice to all the work you've done tonight. We can't have that.”<br/><br/>He pointed toward the fluffy pillows at the head of the bed. “I want you on your knees. Face there, ass up. Now.”