Lucio cried out harshly as Ansel suddenly began pounding into his with a renewed fervor. He clung to his lover, his nails digging firmly into the muscular flesh at the man’s shoulders as he fucked him with renewed fervor. With each forceful forward push of Ansel’s hips Lucio’s body sang, and he eagerly arched his body into Ansel’s, a chorus of delightful noises escaping his parted lips. All too soon, however, the love making turned passionate fucking slowed again and a soft noise of discontent escaped the boy as he opened up his eyes to gaze up at Ansel, listening to his torturous words and then groaning in protest as his body was left empty by the warden of his heart. “Ansel, please,” Lucio whimpered softly, but his pleading went unheeded as Ansel lifted him up and climbed from the bed, holding him close as he made his way from the bedroom for a reason unbeknownst to his beautiful student.<br/><br/>They emerged out onto the balcony, and though Lucio knew that the city would look absolutely stunning from their vantage point, all the boy could content himself with was gazing at his handsome beau. Despite the discontent caused by the abrupt halt of pleasure, he found a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he gazed up at Ansel’s handsome features, beautifully illuminated by the glowing light of the city below them. His viewing was interrupted, however, as Ansel set him lightly upon his feet and then turned him to face the city. The view was gorgeous, that much he couldn’t deny, but it wasn’t as breathtaking as the one he’d had earlier. Somehow, though, the actions that followed from the man positioned behind him made the world before him look exponentially better, as ecstasy tended to do.<br/><br/>Lucio gladly parted his legs as Ansel encouraged them to spread apart; he widened his stance slightly to keep his balance, reaching forwards to grip the cool metal railing to hold himself steady. He eyes fluttered closed and his lips parted as Ansel then proceeded to claim him shamelessly, pressing forth into his tight body without hesitation. Lucio’s rectum took the man in eagerly and he let out a long, drawn out moan as the man slowly penetrated him, offering that deliciously full feeling that he’d grown accustomed to by that point. “Fuck, baby,” he groaned as he arched his back to press his rear end back against Ansel’s hips in time with his slow, purposeful thrusts. His knees buckled slightly as he was ordered to pleasure himself -- he didn’t feel that he needed it, but to please his lover he’d do most anything. Thankfully Ansel had a firm hold around his waist as he restricted his breath and the pleasure the young boy felt intensified, for otherwise the boy felt as though he may have collapsed as he began to see stars on the backs of his eyelids.<br/><br/>He reached down between his body and the cool pane of glass that kept them from plummeting down the side of the edifice. He took his throbbing erection into his hand and began to stroke it fervently, his face screwing up from the intense pleasure he was experiencing. Ansel’s order for him to orgasm brought about his release almost instantly. He cried out hoarsely in between taking in greedy gulps of air as his lover released his throat, and he ground his rear end almost frantically back against Ansel’s hips. His ass contracted around Ansel’s cock as he came, and his entire body shuddered violently; it was by far one of the best releases he’d even experienced, and in all actuality there wasn’t anything special about the way they’d achieved it. They’d fucked plenty of times before in their short relationship, and yet somehow this felt at least on par with the best of them, if not even slightly better. After he was throat his body sagged back against Ansel’s, as he knew fully well that the man would support his weight and his own long, luxurious legs suddenly didn’t seem able to.<br/><br/>“I love you, Ansel,” he whispered breathlessly, “Please . . . Promise you’ll never leave me. Promise me, Ansel.”<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">~.~.~​</div><br/>The coupling and the night of affectionate cuddling and sweet nothings that followed certainly left their mark on Lucio. He felt as though he was glowing, despite the distance between he and his love, for the remainder of the week. Sitting in class was torturous, being so tantalizingly close, and yet having to pretend that the proximity did nothing was near impossible, though the passionately intertwined pair managed somehow. They snuck in brief makeout sessions after class, and Lucio often retreated to Ansel’s office at the end of the day for a desperate, passion fueled fuck over the man’s desk, just to tide them over to the end of the week when they could finally spend whole days together uninterrupted by the constant underlying anxiety that their relationship would be ousted. The weekend together was utter bliss, as was expected, and they spent Friday evening through Monday morning together (aside from a stretch of Saturday morning when Lucio had to go out to shoot the photographs for the charity event that would take place the following week).<br/><br/>The following week came and went in much the same manner, only as the week gradually decayed an exciting event drew closer. Lucio again spent the night on Friday at Ansel’s apartment, and all of Saturday morning they spent together as well. There was something oddly satisfying about simply quietly enjoying the company of the beautiful Doctor, and he found himself almost desiring to blow off the charity ball to spend a quiet evening in with Ansel. That was out of the question though, the pair of them knew that, and around four o’clock in the evening they began to get ready. The boy fixed his hair, though he left it down as he found it framed his face quite nicely, especially with his masquerade mask on. He went through his whole beautification routine, having already moved a good number of products into Ansel’s bathroom for his time spent there on the weekends, and when he was through with that he stepped out into the bedroom to get dressed. He dressed himself in a fairly simple, but beautifully fitted<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"> <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fmedia.licdn.com%2Fmpr%2Fmpr%2Fshrinknp_800_800%2FAAEAAQAAAAAAAAQFAAAAJGY5MjhkZTQ4LTAwZWQtNGNlNy1hOGZkLTk5NDM4OTg1NTRlZA.jpg&amp;hash=5bf5712f1b4fdcb9f2dfb03248f08645" href="https://media.licdn.com/mpr/mpr/shrinknp_800_800/AAEAAQAAAAAAAAQFAAAAJGY5MjhkZTQ4LTAwZWQtNGNlNy1hOGZkLTk5NDM4OTg1NTRlZA.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">black suit</span></a></span>, along with a pair of glossy black dress shoes. The last thing he did was fasten the ribbon of his mask about his head to make sure the entire ensemble looked as good as it was meant to. Of course, he looked absolutely gorgeous in the<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fcdn-img-2.wanelo.com%2Fp%2Fa69%2F88d%2Fb88%2F4aafc387b9c4b9b4f6a70fc%2Fx354-q80.jpg&amp;hash=0d69896f7b10ff2cd7b26bb0ce5ec365" href="https://cdn-img-2.wanelo.com/p/a69/88d/b88/4aafc387b9c4b9b4f6a70fc/x354-q80.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">spindly golden mask</span></a>encrusted with strategically placed diamonds, it suited him quite well, as did the rest of his ensemble, and as he turned to face Ansel he smiled warmly.<br/><br/>“What do you think, love? Do I look delicious?” he queried light heartedly as he approached Ansel, winding his arms around the partially dressed man’s neck as he gazed up at him fondly. His own mask didn’t do much to disguise his striking features, but he’d made sure<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.dhresource.com%2F260x260s%2Ff2-albu-g1-M00-EF-5B-rBVaGVWg1K6AXxvhAAHl-lEk7kU564.jpg%2F2017-half-mask-for-men-masquerade-masks-wholesale.jpg&amp;hash=549024bcb3405d6fedae9a2517ef802d" href="http://www.dhresource.com/260x260s/f2-albu-g1-M00-EF-5B-rBVaGVWg1K6AXxvhAAHl-lEk7kU564.jpg/2017-half-mask-for-men-masquerade-masks-wholesale.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">Ansel’s</span></a>was a bit more opaque, for the purposes of disguising his face properly. He didn’t believe they’d have any issue with people coming on to them at the celebration, but just in case they did he wished for just a bit of a security blanket.