It shouldn't have bothered him. He and Lucio were essentially coming from the same place: two men who routinely fucked people they probably shouldn't be fucking coming together to fuck one another. Their pasts shouldn't have had any bearing whatsoever on what was going on between them in this moment, and yet Ansel found himself shifting uncomfortably in his seat, pulling the robe tightly around his body as if to shield himself from Lucio's words. If any other one of his lovers had confessed a similar number, Ansel would have found it amusing, perhaps even arousing. And truthfully, thirty didn't even begin to compare to the dozens of men and women Ansel himself had taken advantage of over the years. Lucio was inexplicably different though, and Ansel couldn't seem to shake the envy that was growing in his chest.<br/><br/>"You've certainly experienced much for someone so young," Ansel said plainly, his eyes darting to the door of the suite and back again. "How long has it been since you called? I seem to have completely lost track of the time." The bourbon sat on the table between them but Ansel felt the call for the forgotten champagne. He stood up and began walking upstairs, calling over his shoulder as he went. "I'm going to retrieve the champagne. I will be back shortly."<br/><br/>With the open bottle in one hand and the two champagne glasses in the other, Ansel took a moment to breathe in deeply and collect himself.<i>It doesn't matter what or who he's done</i>, the professor thought, trying to convince himself of the triviality of obsessing over Lucio's former partners.<i>You have him, at least for now. Enjoy yourself and when it's over you can move on to someone else, just like you always do. There are plenty of beautiful young men in Chicago. </i><br/><br/>But none of them quite like Lucio.<br/><br/>As he descended the steps to the first level of the suite, Ansel began chuckling to himself. "Tell me," he called down, his sonorous voice filling the air, "what is it about you that I find so incredibly addicting, Mr. Bane? I've been trying to answer this question myself and I have been unable to come up with an answer that completely satisfies me. Perhaps, with all of your valuable insight, you can help me figure out why I am drawn to you? It can't just be your looks. They're stellar but looks certainly aren't everything."