Lucio couldn’t suppress a sweet giggle at Ansel’s comment about his poor brothers and their little friends. They mostly likely were a bit shell shocked after having seen their big brother get fucked, he’d admit that much, but for some reason he didn’t really care. It was the ecstasy, of course, that was causing him to be so nonchalant about the rather uncomfortable set of circumstances and once his mind was free from the firm grip of the drugs he’d realize that. For now though he didn’t give two fucks what anyone thought, or of the fact that there could be potential consequences for his brash actions. All that mattered was that he was freshly fucked and deeply in love with a man who was twice as old as he. All that mattered was Ansel.<br/><br/>The boy relished in the deep kiss, pausing in their casual stroll and reaching up to firmly grip Ansel’s thick biceps. When they broke away from one another Lucio kept his eyes closed momentarily before his face split into a goofy grin at the man’s next comment. “Oh yes, I’m sure you’ve heightened their affections for you tenfold. Every young man wants to make sure his older brother is properly satisfied, after all, and what better way to tell than to watch him get torn apart by his boyfriend’s monster cock?” He teased, a wicked laugh escaping his lips as Ansel began pulling him along the water’s edge once again. He listened to all of Ansel’s delighted rambling and he rested his head down onto his shoulder as they strolled along.<br/><br/><i>Maybe we should just stay in London. Maybe we should just go and never come back.</i><br/><br/>The idea sent genuine shivers of pleasure down Lucio’s spine. To run away and live their life every day how they had during their time at the lovely little lake house, oh how blissful a life that would be. “We could find a remote little seaside cottage, and we could live out our days with only each other for company. We could dive for oysters and catch fresh fish, and perhaps have a little garden out back so we could keep a balanced diet. We wouldn’t need anybody, Ansel, just us,” he gushed excitedly as he took a few long strides to step out in front of Ansel, releasing him as he opened up his arms and spun around once whilst exclaiming, “The whole world could be ours, Ansel, just ours!” When he came to face the man again he was absolutely beaming at the lovely, if not distant and unattainable idea. “We could elope, and run away, and nobody could stop us,” he commented lightheartedly before the distance between them was closed again and he wound his arms about the man, burying his face into his chest and inhaling the sweaty stench of sex that still clung to his muscular body.<br/><br/>He clung to the man for a short while as the final rays of the dying sun shriveled up and disappeared, the scarlet light that had bathed them gave way to a softer silvery light that Lucio found all the more pleasant, and a happy sigh escaped him as he slowly peeled himself away from Ansel. The fantasy was beautiful, truly, but even in his altered state of mind Lucio was fully away that it was just that: a fantasy. The pair of them were much to committed to their respective lives to ever run away, even if it meant living a life of utter bliss. Lucio was too loyal to his mother, his small family, to abandon his place in the world like that, and he assumed Ansel would feel the same way about his sister and perhaps his job. Their place wasn’t in England, it was there in Illinois, at least in that stage of their lives. Lucio could live with it, though. It wasn’t as though he needed to venture far to find his paradise, for as he stood there facing Ansel, examining his handsome features beneath the soft light of the moon he realized that Ansel was his paradise. It wasn’t a place, or a set of circumstances, but a man. A single man with a harsh gaze and graying beard, a man that looked at him and saw more than a whore, a man that wished to give him the world and more. It was his Ansel von Essen.<br/><br/>His expression softened as he stared at the other for a few more moments before stepping back again and nodding his head in the direction of the house. "Let's go grab some small snacks and the we can go back to our blanket in the sand. It's so lovely outside that I think I'd like to sleep beneath the stars tonight, if you don't mind." With that Lucio turned and began making his way up the bank back towards the cottage to fetch himself and Ansel a little bite to eat and some extra water bottles.