The feeling of Lucio giving in and melting into Ansel's arms was enough to purge every feeling for Kendrick out of Ansel's mind. He took note of the displeasure on Lucio's face prior to reciprocating his embrace but paid it little mind once their lips were locked together. Kendrick had tasted lovely enough, even with the taste of beer laced along his breath, but Lucio's cool lips paired with the sweetness of the champagne was more intoxicating than any alcoholic beverage. As they kissed, Ansel's hand gripped Lucio tightly to him, first at his waist and settling on his ass. The professor could not get enough of Lucio's firm behind and the desire to be inside of Lucio again grew until the latter tore himself away, leaving Ansel half erect and thirsty for more.<br/><br/>Ansel groaned softly underneath his breath as he watched Lucio slip his boxers up and over some of his best physical attributes. Of course, it was probably inappropriate to receive room service in the buff, but Ansel still found the action ever so slightly displeasing. Covering up did allow Ansel to focus on conversation instead of the immediate thought of penetrating Lucio, however, so perhaps it wasn't such a bad thing.<br/><br/>Lucio's question, while unpleasant to Ansel, was warranted when taking the events of the past few minutes into consideration. Although Ansel typically did not divulge his past relationships to anyone, there was a softness for Lucio that was developing quickly in his chest. With the way Lucio had handled himself in Kendrick's presence, Ansel figured he was at least owed some kind of answer.<br/><br/>"Truthfully, I suppose it depends on your definition of many," Ansel replied coyly, walking over to where Lucio sat and situating himself in the loveseat across from him. He leaned back, lifted up his right ankle and placed it on his left knee, knowing (and not caring), that his half erect cock would be fairly visible from Lucio's position. "Some were former students whom I did not bed until after they had already graduated. Others showed interest in me and I reciprocated in kind."<br/><br/>If Ansel had been asked to name every student he had ever slept with, he would've been unable to compile a completely accurate list. Ansel had been teaching since he was twenty-six years old. Thirteen years was a long time to collect lovers when one was as sexually motivated as Ansel.<br/><br/>"Some have left a deeper impression than others. Kendrick would be among one of those. He was fun, at first. He is also one of the reasons I typically like to indulge myself with students close to graduation. Getting involved with a student at the beginning or middle of their tenure at the university only leads to complications that I'm not interested in dealing with."<br/><br/>As he spoke, the thought flashed through Ansel's mind and left him feeling a pang of envy that he hadn't believed possible. It was obvious that Lucio was no virgin, both in the literal and figurative sense. Ansel was already very aware that Lucio and done this before, the expensive hotel, the seducing, the sex. But suddenly he felt as if he needed to know more.<br/><br/>"How many times have you done this?" he asked, gesturing around at the room. "Seduce and fuck and spoil your teacher. Have you done this with other professors at the university?"