"Well, I'm not sure I'd object to consuming solely my favorite tea for the remainder of our time here, but something tells me that you wouldn't be too pleased with it . . . For yourself or me," he commented, smiling warmly as he gazed up at the gorgeous gentleman that stood before him. He somehow managed to keep his eyes trained upwards on Ansel's face despite the deep yearning inside of him to allow his gaze to wander. There was so much loveliness to drink in he was sure that if he allowed himself he could simply stare at Ansel for hours; he also had to admit that he probably couldn't keep just his eyes on him for that long. His self control, while it was usually something he boasted about, was nearly nonexistent when it came to the beautiful professor.<br/><br/>Lucio smiled warmly as the professor diverted his attention to the collection of various soaps and conditioners. The student pursed his lips thoughtfully at the choice he was offered, though he knew the answer to it within seconds of it being asked. "I don't get to look at the backside of you very often, which is honestly a real shame as the glimpses I have been offered have been heavenly. I'll start on your back, but don't you dare touch the front of your body with soap because I'm determined to scrub down every inch of you, my darling." With that Lucio grabbed a hold of the bottle Ansel had identified and he squeezed a healthy amount of soap into his hand. Generally speaking he'd use a rag, but that would take quite a bit of fun out of the experience. Part of the enjoyment was the skin on skin contact, and he wasn't about to purposefully place a barrier of any sort between them.<br/><br/>The boy laughed softly at Ansel's next comment and he shook his head slowly. "No, that certainly wouldn't be a bad way to go, love, but I doubt it'd be pleasant for my family to find us in the tub like that. I also can't imagine that your family would enjoy hearing about you expiring that way, it'd all be very awkward, so I'm afraid I shall have to exercise some level of self control."<br/><br/>The boy waited for Ansel to offer up his back and he then hummed thoughtfully as his eyes wandered over the man's smooth skin. He started on his shoulders, though instead of simply running his hands lightly over the skin he offered the other a light, but satisfying massage. He kneaded his fingers slowly, sensually into Ansel's tight, muscular flesh, humming a soft tune as he did so. The experience wasn't inherently sexual, yet, it was considerably more relaxing, tender, and extremely intimate. He talented fingers slowly made their way down Ansel’s heavily muscled back, and he continued humming the tune to a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3Dgt3QLI3XYtk&amp;hash=72e618777455b07ec6bd11b7722fe124" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gt3QLI3XYtk" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">familiar song</a>all the while.<br/><br/>The sexual tension didn't truly begin until Lucio's hands found the way to Ansel's muscular ass, and he began to sing the song he'd been humming softly into Ansel's shoulder, slowly swaying to the calm beat of his words as he did. He allowed himself a brief bout of distraction as he wound his arms around the man’s torso slowly, sliding his hands over the peaks and valleys of his abdomen as he sang to him softly. The entire experience quickly became very erotic, very much due Lucio's slow, deliberate movements and the lyrics to the song that had popped into his head at that moment. He was pleased with how the morning was transforming, especially after how rudely it had begun. He slid his hands slowly down Ansel's torso and they ran dangerously close to his tender genitalia, all whilst Lucio sang and pressed his body flush against the back of his lovers, no longer bothering with attempting to keep his hair dry; trivial things like his hair didn't matter when he was caught up in such an erotic moment.