Ansel offered a slight shrug of his shoulders as the man apologized for the actions of some sexually depraved old man. "It's of no matter to me anymore. Just the result of an angry professor who despised himself for his homosexuality, and took the anger out on me. Luckily I get out before he managed to do any more damage, I base my entire life off of my looks, twould be a shame if they were to be destroyed," he commented as he continued appreciatively running his hand up and down the man's beautiful torso. He leaned into his touch slightly, his eyes fluttering shut for a mere moment before he returned the gaze back up to the others, smiling faintly at him.<br/><br/>His expression fell slightly at the man commented on his cleverness, he had to disagree with the sentiment but he didn't have time to produce any sort of argument before Ansel had leaned forwards and captured his lips in a particularly passionate kiss. He reached up and delicately gripped the professors jawline with his fingertips, making a precious little noise against his skilled mouth. When the broke away Lucio took in a deep breath as Ansel began to speak and he chuckled lowly at the man's question.<br/><br/>"Of course I've considered that as an option . . . in fact, once upon a time I was sure that that was the life I wanted for myself," he began quietly, slowly shifting himself fully onto Ansel's lap, his legs loosely straddling the others. "There are a number of reasons I've opted for the path I'm on now. The most prominent one, however, is that I believe I'd be a poor candidate for a monogamous relationship," he murmured honestly as he gazed across into the other's eyes levelly, reaching down without paying any particular attention and gripping Ansel's half hard cock gently. He began to stroke the professor’s appendage almost absent-mindedly with his long, soft fingers, another faint smile stretching across his full lips.<br/><br/>"I'm also not too keen on the idea of being someone's trophy husband, if that's even a proper term," he added as his thumb stroked delicately over the head of the man's penis whilst he gazed rather thoughtfully into his eyes. "I find it much more fulfilling to be a toy, at least then I'm used on a frequent basis and not just put up on a shelf to be admired," he added, continuing to stroke Ansel's cock slowly as he twisted around to pluck another strawberry from the platter with his free hand. He took a bite of it himself before holding it up to the professor's lips in offering whilst he licked some of the sweet juices from his own.