Lucio couldn't withhold the soft chuckle that escaped him in response to Ansel's playfully coy comment. "You know fully well what you're doing, darling . . . Not to say I'm not enjoying it, much to my chagrin." Lucio, too, wanted nothing more than to be bent over that counter and filled up by his lover's lovely cock. He desired nothing less than the harshest fuck he'd ever received and he didn't wish for Ansel to even think about stopping until they absolutely, positively had to leave the cottage. Alas, he didn't believe his body was ready for that brutal of a treatment, not at this late stage in it's healing. He was sure in one weeks time he'd be well enough, perhaps still a bit tender, a bit sore, but overall his body would be mended.<br/><br/>Lucio snorted softly at Ansel's comment of his fragile mental state. "You're going to go insane? At least you have the ability to orgasm without crippling pain. I'd kill to be in your position right now, I can't recall the last time I was ever this horny, this eager to be touched, or even just to touch myself, without the fear of horrendous residual pain," he whispered, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he thought of his unfortunate predicament. "But then . . . You'd have to take my place, I suppose, and I'd never wish this on you. I think two weeks without orgasming might just kill you," he teased, his eyes dancing softly with amusement as he opened them to shift his gaze down onto his lover.<br/><br/>He ran his hand thoughtfully up and down the uncomfortable looking bulge in Ansel's pants and he smiled faintly, dragging his thoughts from his own discomfort and discontentment. He would just have to deal, he only had himself to blame for his predicament, after all, so he might as well please his partner in whatever way he could manage until the unsavory situation that both found themselves in faded away and became but a distant memory.<br/><br/>"You know I find it exceedingly difficult to say no to you, my darling . . . I'll do this for you, but you must promise me that you'll be gentle," he whispered, reaching up to cup both of Ansel's cheeks in his hands. He drew the professor's gaze up first, humming thoughtfully as he searched his eyes momentarily for something that he did not vocalize, and then he leaned in and pressed a passionate kiss to the man's lips. He released his face as he captured him in this embrace, reaching down to carefully undo the confines that held his penis tightly against his body. When the mans erection finally sprang free Lucio let out a pleasant groan into Ansel's mouth as he wrapped his fingers around it eagerly, slowly sliding his digits up the rock hard length of it.