Hearing Lucio's desire to climax with Ansel inside of him was more than enough for the lust-filled professor. He allowed the young man to pull him off of the latter's lovely cock and pressed his lips against his, pre-cum still on Ansel's tongue. As their lips pressed against one another, Ansel positioned himself atop Lucio once again, wrapping the latter's legs around his narrow waist. He applied another thin layer of lubricant to his shaft before gently slipping himself into Lucio's hole. "Fuck, yes," he growled against Lucio's lips, just as enamored as he was the first time he had entered him.<br/><br/>Ansel took only a short time to build up his momentum before he was thrusting hard and deep into Lucio. He wanted to come, and by the sound of things, Lucio was just as eager. No need to drag it out any longer when they both were on the same page. As he moved inside of Lucio, one hand on the bed to brace himself, the other snaked its way up Lucio's body and rested at his throat. Ansel couldn't help himself, he wanted to see Lucio struggle against him, if only just a little bit. He squeezed Lucio's throat lightly at first, just enough to create a soft pressure. As the professor came close to his orgasm, his fingers began to close more tightly. Not enough to cause pain, but certainly enough to limit the amount of oxygen Lucio could take in.<br/><br/>"I'm gonna come inside you, Lucio," Ansel said, feeling once again the contraction in all his muscles that preceded the euphoric sensation. He moaned audibly as the build up became too much and in one last, intense thrust he came, releasing stream after stream of warm semen inside of Lucio. He closed his eyes and loosened his hold on Lucio's neck as heat moved along his body, as his muscles clenched and relaxed and clenched again to fill up the young man lying underneath him.<br/><br/>"You are an absolute delight," Ansel admitted, his body becoming loose as he slipped out of Lucio and lay down next to him on the bed. He felt hot and sweaty, physically tired by the activity but wanting to do it again. He glanced over at Lucio with his dark hazel eyes, a smirk upon his lips. "Perhaps now would be an appropriate time to open that bottle of champagne. What do you think, Mr. Bane?"