"Damn," Ansel whispered, his hazel eyes wide and eager as Lucio brought out his three lingerie sets. They were all beautiful, all incredibly sexy and tempting, and Ansel almost couldn't believe his luck. Not only did Lucio still have something from his short time as a drag queen, he was willing to show off for Ansel. The professor's adoration for androgynous individuals was only heightened when he received the opportunity to watch a little sexually charged crossdressing, and as he looked on at the pretty sets he was already beginning to imagine how lovely they would look on Lucio's lean body. "I love all of them. Especially the blue one. It'll bring out your eyes."<br/><br/>When Lucio offered the picture, Ansel's eyes lit up. "Wow. You look really amazing, sweetness. Don't get me wrong, I think you're immeasurably attractive every second of the day, but throw a little paint on you and suddenly like you're something transcendent." He set the picture down carefully on the bed, away from him, and pulled Lucio in close. "Let's go right now. Pack your bag, we'll stop at Sephora where you can get anything you want, grab a few things from my place and we'll just go. You and me, the whole weekend alone and away from, well, everyone."<br/><br/>Without waiting for an answer, he pressed his lips against Lucio once more, savoring the taste of Lucio's mouth. Once again his cock stirred, this time enough to be visible underneath his slacks. After a few moments of sweet, delicate kissing, Ansel pulled away and chuckled quietly. "We better hurry. Not fucking you is getting more and more difficult by the second." He paused, taking a look down at his own naked torso. "Fuck, my shirt is completely covered in blood and I have nothing else to wear. And I highly doubt you have anything around that's going to fit. Sneaking out of your dorm is going to be exciting enough. Sneaking out of here shirtless, perhaps a little more difficult." He looked at the jacket near the door that he had previously discarded. It was a typical suit jacket, so there were a few buttons he could close to cover his torso, but his chest would remain very visible in the space between the lapels. "On second thought, maybe we'll go to my place before going to Sephora."