The feeling of Lucio's hand pushing up Ansel's thighs was more than enough to get some blood flowing to his groin. He was sure that Lucio could feel the stiffness developing in his trousers the moment the younger man's fingers brushed against his crotch. Luckily for Ansel, Lucio was smoother than anticipated and he didn't mock the professor's weakness.<br/><br/>"You're underselling yourself, Mr. Bane," Ansel breathed, watching with heavily lidded eyes as Lucio pulled himself up from his chair and tucked himself right between Ansel's legs. As much as it behooved him to admit it, Lucio was right. Ansel didn't need him. He could go to any bar, walk down any street and find a beautiful young man to bed for the night. But fuck did he want it. Lucio's lithe body, his soft lips, and silky hair. The taut muscles that stretched and contracted with every move of his narrow hips. It was all beautiful, all desired by Ansel.<br/><br/>Ansel kept his hands on his desk as Lucio wrapped his slim arms around the professor's neck. Ansel was, technically, old enough to have fathered Lucio, but the age difference didn't seem to deter the gorgeous youth whatsoever. Ansel could guess that Lucio had done this before, had seduced and fucked his way to academic success, but in this moment Ansel couldn't bring himself to care. Resisting was too becoming far too unpleasant.<br/><br/>He felt his body loosen as Lucio pressed his lips against his. A warmth rushed over his entirety, filling him up from his toes to the top of his head. A fiery yearning clutched at his crotch and cause an instant, painful hardening, pressing against the seams of his slacks. The young man had bested him, had taken advantage of Ansel's most base instincts. But Ansel did not care.<br/><br/>His hands left the desk and slipped down the backside of Lucio's joggers. Ansel groaned as he gripped Lucio's ass, smooth and firm and perfect for slapping. He ached to spread Lucio's cheeks apart and slip inside of him, inch by inch. Lucio wouldn't be the first student Ansel had fucked in his university office, but he would certainly be the one Ansel enjoyed the most.<br/><br/>Ansel tore his lips away from Lucio and pulled his head back, taking a long look at Lucio's sculpted features while still holding onto his ass. "If I had to guess, I'd say this isn't just about what I want, Lucio. You seem incredibly eager for someone who just wants a good grade. Does your yearning go beyond that?"