<i>...nobody is allowed to take me from you, or you from me.</i><br/><br/>Ansel couldn't deny the power those words had over him; it was intense and immediate. He adored the idea of Lucio being his for as long as he still stubbornly clung to life, painfully unwilling to ever let his darling go or anyone touch him ever again. The thought of someone else putting their filthy hands all over Lucio's body filled the professor with a burning rage, and this was reflected in the way he began to pound into Lucio mercilessly, as if fucking him better and harder than anyone else had ever done before would cement their connection, their commitment to one another. Other men would be able to see the glow left on Lucio's skin from the passionate coupling, and they would<i>know</i>they could never have the little blonde beauty. He was Ansel's. Tonight, tomorrow, forever.<br/><br/>He could feel his baby trembling beneath him, could sense how desperately Lucio wanted to release himself, but Ansel still thought the time wasn't right. He slowed his thrusting, licking and nibbling at Lucio's neck as he did so. "Almost, baby," Ansel purred, "but not yet. I have one more thing I want to do with you first." Perhaps a little too suddenly, Ansel slipped out of Lucio's body, gently taking hold of the boy and pulling him up into his arms as Ansel moved off of the bed. He made sure Lucio's legs were wrapped firmly around his waist before confidently carrying him out of the bedroom, past the living room and out through the glass doors onto the<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.homescoutrealty.com%2Fhubfs%2FBuilding_Images%2FAstoria_Tower%2Fastoriatower_02.jpg%3Ft%3D1498147753125&amp;hash=85835550bda2e65d4cf172d238ff96da" href="http://www.homescoutrealty.com/hubfs/Building_Images/Astoria_Tower/astoriatower_02.jpg?t=1498147753125" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">modest balcony</a>that sat at the edge of Ansel's apartment. Ansel's residence was high up, with a gorgeous view overlooking the busy nightlife. Chicago was aflame with moving bodies and bright lights, all the people looking like insects down below them as Ansel carried Lucio over to the steel and glass railing. He gently set Lucio down, ensuring the boy stood steady in his high heels as Ansel gently turned him around to face the outside world.<br/><br/>"One of the benefits of you being in heels is that you're the perfect height for me to do this," Ansel whispered, stepping up close behind his lover and positioning the tip of his erection against Lucio's ass, reaching down between the young man's thighs to spread them wide. "I don't care who sees. You're mine, and I want every fucking person in this city to know it." Ansel's cock, still slick with silky, expensive lube, eased in between Lucio's perky ass cheeks. The professor moaned as he pressed forward, pushing Lucio lightly up against the cold glass, though he wrapped one arm around the boy's waist to keep him safely pulled back while the other snaked its way up to Lucio's throat, fingers closing firmly down on the pulsing veins at the sides.<br/><br/>Though his positioning was more aggressive, Ansel resumed a leisurely pace, slow and steady but hard and<i>deep</i>, his cock aching to explode inside of Lucio's tight body. "Touch yourself," Ansel growled, burying his face into Lucio's disheveled hair, kissing the back of his head and keeping his hips moving, eager to send jolts of pleasure throughout the young Englishman's lithe frame.<br/><br/>"I want you to come for me now."