Lucio gasped lightly as Ansel's hips bucked up against him and he momentarily tightened his grip on the man's shoulders. His eyes squeezed shut just a bit tighter as he felt a strong hand clamp down onto his exposed neck quite firmly. He instinctively began taking in deep breaths before Ansel's grip began to tighten about his slender neck, his body attempting to load up on the oxygen it needed to get through their coupling. He helped Ansel slightly in the beginning, but soon enough it was clear that the older male had found his rhythm and Lucio was lost in the throes of pleasure.<br/><br/>Usually whilst in the middle of a sexual situation Lucio's thoughts were only on the act, and yet while Ansel fucked him he couldn't seem to stop his mind from wandering. He wondered how many others he had done this with (and how many others he would do this with in the future), if it felt as good for him as did for Lucio, and if they'd ever get to share a night together again. He tried his hardest to push the thoughts away, to solely focus on the man beneath him, but he found it more difficult than he should have. These things shouldn't matter to him, he knew, not with the arrangement that was at hand... yet they did matter, and so did Ansel, in a way that he didn't wish for them to.<br/><br/>He was brought back to the present when he shifted slightly in Ansel's lap and the man hit him at a new, mind numbing angle. A sharp, sudden cry burst from his lips and his nails dug harshly into the professor's shoulders. "Oh fuck me right there, Ansel," he moaned loudly, accidentally letting his first name slip from his lips unbidden. He almost always made it point to refer to his 'clientele' only by their professional names; it made it quite a bit easier to keep them at an arm's length if he never spoke to them. The concept was the same as not naming an animal if you didn't want to get attached, he'd noted. But in that moment the idea of calling Ansel 'Doctor Essen' wasn't on his mind even the slightest bit. The fantasies he'd had of the professor in the past were all playing out right here and he couldn't maintain the slight front of professionalism that he'd managed to keep up until now.