"No forgiveness necessary," Ansel said, his gaze wandering around the room and taking in the glorious sight before him. The room truly was a marvel; Ansel could see why Lucio would take his partners here. Anyone getting to spend even one night in this room would deem practically any experience magical, and Ansel was shaping up to be one of those lucky individuals. "It's splendid," he whispered, allowing Lucio to pull him the rest of the way toward the large, comfy bed. The sheets sparkled as if made of crushed pearls, a beautiful characteristic of satin. He slipped forward and sat down on the bed, once again pulling the smaller man into his lap. "I feel that I would be providing you with a rather disappointing experience if I didn't help make all of these sweet touches worth your efforts." He pressed a kiss against Lucio's lips and slowly leaned back onto the sheets, his hands caressing Lucio's backside as they continued to embrace one another.<br/><br/>The romanticism could last only for a moment. It didn't take long for the ravenous beast inside of Ansel to rise once again, and Lucio's fantasy began to meld into his own. Without warning, Ansel gently tossed Lucio to the side and manipulated his body, turning the lithe man around as he reached to the bedside table for the lubricant. Despite his innate desire to shove his throbbing cock into Lucio's tight hole, Ansel took a deep, controlled breath and rubbed some of the cool lube onto his fingers. "I hope you're ready," he breathed, positioning himself behind Lucio. He slipped a long finger into his student's asshole, massaging the inside of Lucio's body. Then, finger number two made its way deep inside of the kneeling beauty.<br/><br/>"Your ass is perfection," Ansel whispered as he held onto Lucio's narrow hip with his free hand. He wasn't lying. Lucio's behind was firm, aesthetically pleasing, amazingly smooth. The desire to stare at it for the rest of his life overwhelmed him. Imagine, waking up every morning to a creature such as Lucio. To be able to open his eyes and see artwork staring back at him. It would make every struggle, every bad day, every dark moment worth it. Just to see him. To feel him. To be with Lucio.<br/><br/>Ansel let go of Lucio's hip and rubbed a generous amount of lubricant onto his cock, stroking the member up and down slowly. A moan escaped his lips as he lightly jacked himself off, making sure he was as hard as possible before entering. He pressed the tip of his head against Lucio's asshole, feeling the pre-stretched orifice slightly give way. He purred Lucio's name as he reached for the younger man's arms and pulled them behind the latter's back. It would take every amount of control to ensure that he didn't immediately explode.