Lucio couldn’t help but grin against Ansel’s skin at the harsh groan that escaped from Ansel at the harsh treatment of his skin. He couldn’t help but bask in the glow of his lover’s simultaneous experience of pain and pleasure. The pleasure Lucio gained from hurting his love in that moment was visceral, something he himself had never experienced before. He wasn’t one for violence, he didn’t like to inflict pain, but with the shocking about of sheer fury that was coursing through his veins it felt good to inflict pain upon another, even the one he believed that he may have just loved most in this world. It also felt good to be talked down onto, abused, used, perhaps it wasn’t the healthiest way to vent his anger, but it was better than many of the other things he could think to do in that moment.<br/><br/>He let out an animalistic snarl as Ansel hissed at him before tossing him off to the side. He glared up at the man as he tore the coverings away from his cock before flipping him over without a care and setting him up for penetration. There was little to no prep involved before insertion, and while usually Lucio would have had reservations in that moment he didn’t care if the sensation was pain or pleasure, he simply needed to feel something intense. He didn’t care of Ansel tore his ass up to the point where he wouldn’t be able to walk the following day, he just needed the sensation of Ansel inside of him, his pulsating cock gliding along his tight inner walls. It was a feeling he always craved, but in that moment he didn’t just want it, he needed it quite desperately. He needed to be grounded once again, and he was under the idea that a voracious fuck from his love would bring him back to earth, whether it was a pleasant one or not.<br/><br/>“Oh fuck you,” the boy hissed at the man’s words, his fingers curling into the cloth below him as he prepared to take on Ansel’s erection. He wanted to say more, to verbally abuse the man set up behind him, but he barely even had time to open his lips before the head of Ansel’s cock managed to force its way into his tight body. A sharp cry escaped him as his body gave into the pressure Ansel was placing on his rectum all at once. He buried his face down into the comforter beneath him and he let out a hearty moan, not holding anything back despite the fact that there were people asleep in the rooms at all sides of them. The pain was intense, and he could feel hot, unbidden tears burning his eyes as he squeezed them shut as tightly as he could.