Lucio cringed at the screech that sounded from Petra’s obnoxious mouth. She’d seemed pleasant enough when he’d first met her, but suddenly Lucio understood why Ansel had been so indifferent about the breakup, aside from the fact that he’d had his company at the time of the separation. He stumbled slightly as Ansel grabbed a hold of him and tugged him forwards, but he gladly allowed the men to guide him in that direction and he pressed firmly into his side one the door had been slammed shut and his attention had been turned back onto Petra. He watched the brief, venomous exchange that the pair of them shared all whilst tucked away against Ansel’s muscular arm. He wondered quietly if their relationship was always toxic to some degree, or if he’d been the sole cause of any and all animosity between them. It wasn’t as though it mattered to him one way or another, it wouldn’t affect him much at all, but it was an intriguing thought, for some reason.<br/><br/>Lucio lifted his eyes as Ansel spoke to him, and he offered a reassuring shake of his head. “Don’t you worry, my darling. I’m sure we can still manage to salvage it after the disruption has vacated the premises.” He leaned up after he spoke, punctuating his sentence with a brief peck to the lips before he shifted his gaze back onto Petra as she began to babble again.<br/><br/>The student flinched ever so slightly as Petra stomped towards them, invading the space of the intertwined pair and shooting a withering glare in Lucio’s direction. In the past that sort of look from such a strong young woman would have frozen him, but at this stage in his life it did nothing more than stoke the bit of ire that had begun burning in his chest, Petra was a woman of words, he’d deduced that much. She’d spew bitter words and eagerly expect an equally as passionate response, but Lucio was better at playing a subtler game. He’d proved as much when he dealt with Ansel’s ex-lover on their very first evening together, managing to manipulate his way beneath the former athlete’s skin with a few softly spoken, choice words. Of course, there was a time and place to let his temper take over as well, but this didn’t seem to be one of them.<br/><br/>“I really didn’t fuck him behind your back much at all, only enough times for him to realize that I was more worth his time than you would ever be,” he commented dryly as he wound his arm about Ansel’s muscular bicep, resting his head upon the larger male’s shoulder and offering Petra a disturbingly convincing warm, inviting smile. “In fact, the first time I met you was directly after the first strictly sexual encounter we shared, wasn’t it darling?” Lucio glanced briefly up at Ansel before shifting his gaze back down onto Petra. “I kissed your pretty little manicured fingers with lips that had been wrapped around this beautiful beau’s cock just moments before. That’s rather amusing, isn’t it?” The young man chuckled softly, shaking his head slowly as he nestled into Ansel’s side a bit more comfortably.