Ansel laughed in response to Lucio, his confidence fully returning. "Is that all I am do you, darling? Just a thick cock for you to play with?" He allowed Lucio to direct him back to the chair and settled comfortably once the younger man had situated himself in between his legs. He watched as Lucio began fellating him again, finally calm enough to truly enjoy all the wonderful sensations Lucio was giving him. The professor moaned happily, placing his hands gently on the back of Lucio's head. Instead of directing him, Ansel allowed Lucio to bob his head as he pleased; the young man seemed to know precisely what he was doing and Ansel didn't want to interrupt his very effective process.<br/><br/>Lucio's expertise was astounding, and it didn't take long for Ansel to feel the build up begin as his testicles pulled up to his body and his cock pulsed in preparation. "I'm close, love," he panted, his fingers tangled in Lucio's soft strands. The professor leaned his head back, his body tensing and abdominal muscles clenching as the orgasm took hold of him. He let out a primal groan as he ejaculated, shooting ribbons of semen into Lucio's awaiting mouth. When he finished, he gasped lightly, his body relaxing as he reached down to pluck Lucio from the floor and pull him into his lap.<br/><br/>"While I do miss that perfect ass of yours, I must admit that your mouth is beyond amazing," Ansel purred, pressing affectionate kisses against Lucio's neck as he spoke, unwilling to let go of him just yet. "It's like you were made just to please me, darling." He chuckled lightly, continuing the trail of kisses from his throat down to Lucio's collarbone.<br/><br/>"You know, if you're going to be my date on Saturday, I should probably get your number. It's going to make picking you up a lot easier. I recommend that you dress particularly sexy. Casual, but sexy. Do you think you can manage that?"