Lucio smiled warmly at Ansel's comment and he glanced over his shoulder at the older male. "I think you'll find that it is just as suitable for sleeping. This hotel has the absolute best accommodations, and the best accommodations simply couldn't be considered the best without fine bedding," he murmured reassuringly as he cuddled back against the professor comfortably. He laid there and fought off sleep for a while, listening quietly as Ansel's breathing leveled out and deepened whilst he was pulled into sleep.<br/><br/>Generally speaking he wouldn't sleep next to his partners, if they insisted on falling asleep beside him he'd often pry himself away and leave, making his way back to his residence hall on campus or to another, smaller room in the hotel depending on the level of his exhaustion. But when it came time to pry himself away from Ansel he simply couldn't bring himself to do it. He let out a soft sigh of defeat and he gladly nestled himself back against the other. How much could one night hurt?<br/><br/>It didn't take long for Lucio to fall asleep either once he'd given into his grogginess. He ended up waking around ten minutes before the professor and he contented himself with simply lying beside the older male for a while before he pried himself away. He moved into the bathroom to complete an abbreviated version of his usual morning ritual. He washed and moisturized his face, brushed his teeth (meticulously, seeing as he'd neglected to do it the evening prior), brushed out his hair, and made sure he didn't look too grimy after their evening together. He'd shower once he was settled back into his own housing, he decided, seeing as Ansel should have been waking any time now. He moved out into the bedroom and over to the chest of drawers that stood at the end of the bed, fishing inside and drawing out the<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F736x%2Fd0%2Fab%2Fd6%2Fd0abd67ca250fdb53c4f32febce12bc1--street-style-men-men-street.jpg&amp;hash=b0bcf5c28e26372e5772f2aa7ef1bd06" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/d0/ab/d6/d0abd67ca250fdb53c4f32febce12bc1--street-style-men-men-street.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">clothes</a>he'd brought for himself. He dressed himself quietly, trying his hardest to keep his gaze from the male that was sprawled out on the bed as he finished that up and carefully pulled his hair back into a half up<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.megahairstyles.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2015%2F09%2FHalf-Up-Pony-e1447017066450.jpg&amp;hash=e1818f4b4578c588c20cd22c3dfe0ece" href="http://www.megahairstyles.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/Half-Up-Pony-e1447017066450.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">style</a>that he was quite fond of.<br/><br/>He was just finishing up throwing his hair into that quick style when he heard a soft grumble emanate from the bed. His lips quirked upwards into a soft smile and he slowly made his way over to the bed, settling down atop it and reaching out to take a hold of the hand that Ansel had pawing about. "Good morning, Doctor Essen. I hope you had a pleasant rest?" he murmured softly as he finally allowed himself to gaze down intently at the handsome older gentleman. He tried his hardest to swallow the way simply looking at him was making him feel at that moment, but he couldn't help but revel in it at the same time. His heart was practically skipping beats in his chest at the light contact and the beautiful view, and a part of him hated his body for practically betraying him in feeling this way.<br/><br/>After giving Ansel ample time to response he released the older male's hand and stood from the soft mattress, clearing his throat lightly. "I hate to rush you, Doctor, but I'm afraid we only have this room until noon, and it's growing ever closer, so we've not got time to sit and chat," he murmured with a curt little nod of his head and a polite flash of a smile before he turned and made his way down the stairwell to begin cleaning up the few things he had in the suite. He fetched a bag from the closet and set it on the counter, placing into it his shoes and clothes from the evening prior along with one bottle of unopened champagne and one nearly finished bottle. He left the bourbon out, figuring that perhaps Ansel would like to take it seeing as he himself would never make a habit of drinking it, and quietly waited for the other to descend and join him.