Lucio had to admit that he was quite pleased when Ansel didn't allow him to leave. He had no desire to be alone for the remainder of the day. Just a few minutes longer with his beloved professor would make the weight of his desperately lonely afternoon and painfully full evening tomorrow just a bit easier to bear. He gladly sunk into Ansel's hug, burying his face into the mans broad chest and breathing in his delightful scent deeply as his eyes closed. The scent of his lover, it was intoxicating, and he wasn't sure he'd ever have enough.<br/><br/>He followed Ansel over to the desk quietly, smiling just faintly as he was lifted up swiftly and set down on the surface. He tucked his chin inwards slightly as Ansel leaned in and murmured this against his lips before pressing a kiss to his lips. The liplock revealed the desperation they both shared to be together, the eagerness they held to be intertwined with each other for as long as humanly possible. Lucio gladly wound his arm about Ansel's waist and his free hand reached upwards to come to rest on the side of his head, his thumb delicately running over the man's temple.<br/><br/>Lucio was genuinely charmed by the man's bashfulness, he couldn't help but find it quite precious as he watched Ansel's eyes drift over the floor as he offered up this invitation. It was an odd prospect, why would Ansel bother to bring him to a celebration such as this? Wouldn't it be more suitable to bring Petra, his public girlfriend, to such an outing? It wasn't as though he was about to complain about the invitation, the fact that Ansel enjoyed him enough to bring him out in public was rather pleasing to Lucio for some reason.<br/><br/>"I mean, if it's for you birthday I feel it'd be rather improper for me to refuse," he murmured with a warm smile as he reached up to wind his arms about Ansel's neck whilst he gazed fondly at him. "Besides, hooch is hooch no matter who I'm drinking it with so that sounds rather enjoyable as well," he added lightheartedly as he ran his fingers delicately through Ansel's hair at the back of his head.<br/><br/>"Perhaps I could provide a bit of alcohol myself. My father recently shipped over a bottle of Armand de Brignac Brut Gold as an early congratulations for completely my junior year . . . I'd rather not enjoy it alone as it ran him about five-thousand-fifty pounds or so; seems like quite the stellar champagne to start off with for your birthday celebration," he commented quietly, sighing thoughtfully and pursing his lips slightly. His mind then was drawn back to Petra as he gazed at Ansel.<br/><br/>"What about your lovely lady?" He queried softly, tipping his head to the side ever so slightly. "Wouldn't it be more acceptable for you to bring Petra along with you rather than one of your students?"