Lucio seemed reluctant to talk about the apparent bruise he had hidden underneath the makeup. The professor frowned, bringing up a hand to touch the side of Lucio's face that was left naked. "As long as you're okay; I hate to see you hurt." A sad smile was offered before Ansel wrapped Lucio up in his arms again. Anyone who had never met Lucio before certainly wouldn't have been able to notice the light shift in skin tone at the bottom of his jaw, but Ansel knew Lucio's face almost as well as he knew his own. He thought about Lucio's brilliant countenance every second of every day, seeing Lucio's alluring smile whenever he closed his eyes. There was no possible way Ansel wouldn't have noticed something so unusual. Lucio's skin was typically impeccable, makeup was never something he needed. Lucio's embarrassment was palpable, so as a courtesy to the younger man he did not touch upon the subject again.<br/><br/>Had Ansel been aware of the extensive bruising and wounds on the rest of Lucio's exquisite body, however, he wouldn't have been so ready to drop the subject.<br/><br/>Ansel opened the passenger side door for Lucio and ushered him inside, quickly making his way to the driver's seat so they could head downtown to Johanna's place. Although his sister had a home a few hours away, Johanna's love of the city and her penchant for visiting on a regular basis had encouraged her to get her own three-bedroom high-rise condo. It was here that she had decided to throw Ansel's party, both for Ansel's benefit and the benefit of her guests, most of who still lived in the city. It was a quick drive for them, and after only about fifteen minutes of weaving through downtown did they arrive at the luxurious residential building.<br/><br/>The car was parked in the underground lot and Ansel led the way, past the nicely dressed doormen and up eleven stories to Johanna's. Before they stepped inside, Ansel turned to Lucio and took both of his hands, squeezing them tightly. "Lucio . . . thank you for coming with me. You have no idea how much it means to me to have you here at my side. Not only do I know you're going to charm the hell out of everyone in there, you're going to floor them with your stunningly good looks. You truly look gorgeous." Ansel looked deeply into Lucio's eyes, savoring their only silent, solitary moment together for the next few hours. He leaned forward and kissed Lucio passionately, moaning gently into the young man's mouth as he did so. Ansel's hands pulled at Lucio's waist, holding him close so Lucio could feel the slight awakening of Ansel's cock. The professor broke the kiss before he could get too excited, but continued holding onto Lucio for a moment longer. "Don't get too drunk, love. Before the night is over I want to have you. All of you. After I'm done showing you off, I'm going to take you back to my place where I can fuck you for the rest of the night." Another kiss, this one more of a quick peck, before Ansel mostly let go of Lucio and opened the door.<br/><br/>Immediately the two were greeted by a collection of beautiful middle-age professionals; it seemed that Ansel only surrounded himself with the most attractive people his age he could find. He led Lucio into the condo loosely by his fingers, making a very obvious statement by insisting on touching him in front of everyone.<br/><br/><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.pkbaseline.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2016%2F09%2Fbridget-moynahan-639b1cbf061045ad1032ab9068c20b28-large-41769.jpg&amp;hash=40e721902152b74e81479c8fe3e52e5c" href="https://www.pkbaseline.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/bridget-moynahan-639b1cbf061045ad1032ab9068c20b28-large-41769.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Johanna</a>rushed forward to wrap her arms around her brother's neck, squeezing him tightly as she sang in his ear. Ansel dropped Lucio's hand so that he could reciprocate, hugging his sister tightly to his chest. Johanna was a beautiful woman who looked a decade younger than she actually was, with dark shoulder length hair the same color as Ansel's and sultry eyes that now shone with excitement. "Alles Gute zum Geburtstag, Ansel!" she said joyously, pulling herself away to look into her brother's eyes. "Oh, you look so good! Such a handsome forty-year-old," she giggled, before setting her eyes on the modelesque young man standing behind her brother.<br/><br/>"Oh, you said you were bringing a date but I assumed you meant Petra," Johanna said, a tinge of bitterness in her voice as she spit out Petra's name. "I didn't know you meant<i>this.</i>" She smiled politely, invitingly at Lucio, thinking him beautiful but exceptionally young-looking.<br/><br/>"Jo, this is Lucio," Ansel said happily, placing his hand on the small of Lucio's back and bringing him forward. "And stop looking at him like that. He's twenty."<br/><br/>"Looking at him like what?" Johanna said defensively, a curious grin on her face. "I like him. It's lovely to meet you, Lucio," she said, holding out her hand. "You make yourself comfortable. Anything you need, please let me know. If Ansel starts to bore you with psychological dribble just call me and I'll be sure to tell some embarrassing story to dissuade him from laming things up."