Lucio nodded and smiled warmly as Ansel spoke to him, hopping up onto his feet and giving a good stretch before engaging in another brief liplock with his love. He nodded faintly in response to Ansel’s soft command and he moved over to his back, which still sat upon the nightstand. He dropped his bottoms down and fished out one of the two pairs of swim trunks he’d brought along for their weekend getaway, a plain black pair that he found to be quite comfortable though not particularly becoming. He pulled them on over his lean legs and he cinched up the waist until he was sure they wouldn’t be slipping off of his narrow hips at any stage. After that he changed his t-shirt out for a loosely fitting maroon tank top and then he joined Ansel in heading downstairs.<br/><br/>When they reached the bottom and Ansel offered further instruction the boy nodded dutifully and hurried off to fetch them each a beach towel along with a decently large blanket for them to lay out and lounge on so they didn’t have to bother with getting sand in places that it certainly shouldn’t be. He paused briefly before heading back to Ansel and without offering him an update he jogged back upstairs and fetched the bottle of lubricant from the bedside table before he returned to find Ansel waiting for him at the back door. He tucked his items away under one arm and smiled brightly at Ansel as he approached. “They don’t really give a shit about where I am, they both have romantic interests here and I’m sure they’d actually rather not have me around,” he commented lightheartedly as he moved up beside Ansel and slipped their hands into one another once the door had been pushed open.<br/><br/>He leaned contentedly into Ansel’s side as they made their way out the door and down onto the beach, where the finely milled sand caressed the bottoms of their feet softly, comfortably. He glanced over at Ansel at his question, having been examining the small party of teenagers lounging about the beach in various stages of undress.<br/><br/>“Hm . . . Well, I certainly don’t want to be near this lot, though I do adore a majority of them,” he commented playfully before he began moving towards them. He released Ansel’s hand as they passed Cassio, who was lying there entangled with his girlfriend in a passionate embrace that was almost uncomfortable for Lucio to witness despite his choice of profession. The student wasn’t shy about reaching into the boys back pocket, however, and fishing out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter that poked out slightly. The action resulted in Cassio promptly flipping him the bird but Lucio simply chuckled and continued down along the beach. With some of their evening supplies tucked under one arm and his smoking utensils gripped his the opposite hand. They walked a little ways down the beach, so they were just in sight of the teenagers and barely within earshot, but far enough away that the specifics of what either party was doing wasn’t obvious to the other, especially once it grew dark.<br/><br/>Lucio dumped his items out onto the ground eagerly, and only then did the bottle of lubricant show itself from its position wrapped up in one of the towels. Whilst Ansel mulled about prepping their pilled and setting down the water and such Lucio laid out the blanket he’d brought along, and he laid the towels down at the top to be used as little impromptu pillows. After their makeshift bed was all set up Lucio tossed the Lubricant into the sand beside the waters, glancing at Ansel and offering a small shrug, “I didn’t know what you planned on doing, so I just came prepared.” He grinned lightly at the man before he tugged off his shirt and cast it aside, settling down onto the blanket after carefully wiping the sand from one foot at a time, not wanted to get covered in the grainy stuff if he could help it.