Lucio didn't open his eyes until Ansel slid onto the bed and settled in between his legs. He gazed up at his lovely professor then, the corners of his lips curving upwards ever so slightly as his hand was drawn away from it's position beneath him. He arms fell limply off to either side of him for a few moments as Ansel set about preparing himself, though they immediately reached up to embrace Ansel as he leaned in and pressed a fervent kiss to his lips. Lucio gladly reciprocated, figuring the kiss would help distract him from any pain he might experience when the moment of penetration arrived.<br/><br/>It arrived much sooner than expected, if he was honest, but he should have assumed that Ansel wouldn't have been able to contain himself for any amount of time past a few seconds. The boy grunted against Ansel's mouth at the painful, but comfortingly familiar pressure he felt at the first moment of penetration, and his fingers dug firmly into Ansel's flesh to brace himself for further impact. The stimulation of his prostate brought genuine relief to the young man and the pleasure rapidly began to outweigh the pain. There were moments, of course, when he felt that the agony was unbearable, that he believed he'd have to make Ansel stop, that he saw white, but the pain would quickly be washed away by a wave of unbridled pleasure as his darling pounded him at an unforgiving pace.<br/><br/>Having gone so long without any extensive stimulation the boy began to wriggle beneath Ansel eagerly, letting out a whole range of delightful vocalizations as he did. He eventually dragged himself from the kiss and threw his head back upon the bed, gasping desperately for air as Ansel fucked him as though his life depended on it. "Oh shit, baby, I'm so close," he whimpered, trying persistently to tug his hands away from Ansel's firm grip. He had an incredibly strong desire to cling to Ansel as he came, to hold the man as close as he possibly could as he brought him to the pinnacle of pleasure. It wasn't long before Ansel achieved that for him, and Lucio let out a scream as he orgasmed, his face screwed up tightly and his eyes squeezed shut as he reached his release. He experienced a polarizing mixture of intense pain and pleasure, but the comforting aspect of the fact that Ansel was the one administering these two sensations was enough to tip the scales in the way of pleasure, to Lucio's delight.