Lucio guided Ansel down to where the car was parked quietly, keeping an eye on him closely in case he were to suddenly keel over. The man didn't seem too unsteady, in truth, but that didn't stop Lucio from worrying about him. When they arrived at the car he helped pile all of the items into the trunk carefully before shutting it and taking the keys as they were offered to him. He nodded quietly and smiled warmly at Ansel's softly spoken request. "I promise, my dear, I'll be exceedingly cautious," he murmured reassuringly, beginning to move towards the drivers side of the car. He was taken by complete surprise when Ansel grabbed ahold of him, he'd honestly thought the man a bit to inebriated to be so forceful, but he was clearly dead wrong.<br/><br/>The pain that coursed through him as Ansel handled him so roughly was mind numbing. His vision went white and his head began to spin all whilst he attempted to kiss Ansel back. The kiss was stunted, however, his usual prowess having been peeled away by the agony; luckily Ansel was too drunk to pay much attention to the finer details of the embrace, he was focused on his own gratification at this stage.<br/><br/>Lucio remained against the car for a few moments after his lover had peeled away. He believed he was going to pass out as he stood there, his head resting back against the top of the vehicle as it pulsed painfully, but he managed to pull himself together. He slowly stood straight once the swimming in his head had faded and he moved towards the drivers side of the car, opening the door and slipping in quietly when he arrived. He glanced over at Ansel and his breath hitched in his throat slightly as he noticed the man was pleasuring himself in that passenger side seat. He swallowed firmly as he started up the car, murmuring over the soft music. "If you could buckle up your seat belt before you start jerking off, my dear, that would be lovely," he murmured lightheartedly; his voice sounded weak and wispy after the brief threat of falling unconscious, but he did his best to disguise it as he threw the car into reverse and backed out of the space they'd parked in earlier.<br/><br/>The car handled quite nicely and Lucio could easily understand why Ansel was so fond of it. As he drove down the road quietly, his eyes trained levelly ahead, he tried to dig a way out of his mind to stop Ansel from undressing him. He wondered if the sight of the bruises and wounds would affect him in his deadened state of being, or if he would brush them aside for the purposes of gratifying his need for pleasure. Either way he knew well enough that the man would be asking after them in the morning if Lucio stayed the night at his place, so he then began wondering if it'd be better to duck out early, perhaps directly after Ansel had passed out for the evening. He pondered all this whilst he was directly towards the professors condo, and sooner than he'd wished or anticipated they'd arrived at the place. He guided the car into the parking space that he was directed to and he swallowed hard, hurriedly climbing from the car before Ansel could grab him and hurt him yet again.<br/><br/>Lucio moved around to the trunk quietly, popping it open and beginning to unload the bags of gifts. Anything to delay the inevitable coupling, or at least the inevitable attempt at coupling. He wasn't sure how far they'd get, or if Ansel didn't stop himself how far he would get. Even just being grasped by Ansel had brought him to the brink of unconsciousness, he wasn't sure how his body would handle an actual fucking.