Lucio smiled warmly at Ansel as he finally joined him in the room and he nodded quietly in understanding. "Thank you, darling," he murmured as he slowly sat up, resting against the head of the bed as he reached over and took a hold of the mug Ansel had deposited near him. He held the mug close to his chest, savoring the familiar, comforting scent as the steam wafted up onto his face. He watched quietly as his companions dressed, his expression soft and thoughtful as he hurried around the bed to his side, slipping beneath the sheets and settling down.<br/><br/>"I'm sure I will, love. It smells delightful," he murmured in response to the mans mumblings. A sweet sigh of content escaped his lips as Ansel grabbed a hold of his thigh beneath the sheets and he found himself relaxing further back into the bed. "Goodnight, my darling," he whispered in response, watching fondly as the beautiful specimen beside him quickly gave in to his exhaustion. He sat like that, simply gazing fondly down at the man whilst beginning to sip his tea. Eventually he reached down and began gently playing with the mans hair whilst he slept, finding it to be quite a privilege to see him in such a relaxed, vulnerable state. He sat up for about two hours simply relaxing beside his sleeping beauty, and sipping his tea.<br/><br/>It was rather late when he finally set aside an empty mug carefully and pried Ansel's hand off of his leg so he could slip down and lie beside him. He nestled himself comfortably against the other, resting his head on the mans outstretched bicep and draping an arm over his waist. It didn't take long for him to drift off to sleep himself beside his lover, but while Ansel's sleep was calm and dreamless, Lucio found his unfortunately riddled with demons and other dark creatures. He slept restlessly, frequently letting out soft whines, whimpers, and incoherent mumbles as his body jerked about.<br/><br/>It was just before sunrise when a sudden terror gripped at his heart whilst he slept and his body thrashed violently, a knee from his left leg, that had ended up weaving between the two of Ansel's at some point in the night, jerked upwards as well and colliding with Ansel's genitalia rather firmly. As he woke the panic only tugged at him further, seeing as he was rather disoriented for a moment, not entirely sure who was lying next to him after his horrific nightmare. He screamed bloody murder, like somebody was stabbing him in the back, and he scrambled from the bed in a very organized manner, landing on the ground with a loud thud.<br/><br/>It was a rude awakening from a horrible sleep, to say the very least.