Ansel leaned into the kiss without hesitation, giving himself fully to Lucio and his sweet desires. There was something so pure about the way Lucio locked his lips with his own, unlike anything he had experienced with his previous partners. There was something similar to this once, a shade of it he might have shared with Kendrick, but those feelings were nothing compared to the surge of raw craving that overwhelmed Ansel as Lucio's saliva mixed with his.<br/><br/>It didn't take long for Lucio to achieve his goal of reawakening Ansel's cock. By the time Lucio had pulled away, Ansel was well on his way to being fully erect once again and ready for full penetration. But it was obvious that Lucio had other things on his mind. Ansel groaned in dissatisfaction as Lucio tore his lips away, but settled when the beautiful man began moving his lips down the rest of Ansel's body.<br/><br/>“I'm quite fond of chocolate, actually,” Ansel said slowly, hypnotized by Lucio's rhythmic stirring of the silver spoon inside of the sweet smelling fudge. “My grandmother used to bring me European chocolates whenever she visited. Aside from a few small chocolatiers in the States, European chocolate is vastly superior. But I have a feeling I'll enjoy what you have in store for me.” He continued to watch, mesmerized, as Lucio began dripping the warm fudge onto Ansel's stomach. Although the fudge burned, it was a pleasant burn that sent waves of pleasure washing through Ansel's torso. The professor enjoyed the way the thick fudge pooled in between the muscles of his abdomen. The way Lucio used the fudge to draw lines on his skin, looping back and forth, was childlike in a way but incredibly charming. He chuckled gently as he watched, loving the way Lucio seemed to be entertaining himself with his designs.<br/><br/>Simply watching Lucio was pleasant enough, but Ansel found himself hooked when the younger man began licking up the chocolate from Ansel's body. Lucio teased him mercilessly, taking his time cleaning Ansel's body of the sticky substance. Ansel watched as Lucio dragged his tongue along his skin, thinking about how many times he had seen a similar image, how each previous encounters paled to this. Although he couldn't place his finger on how precisely Lucio achieved such a feat, he somehow made everything seem new. The kissing, the sex, the foodplay, the soon-to-be sex again. Lucio made everything feel like Ansel's first time, he reignited intense and addictive feelings that Ansel had been searching for since he first began seducing younger men. Lucio had a way about him that made Ansel believe that, despite Lucio's claims, sex wasn't his only skill. Ansel was eager to find out what else Lucio had hidden deep down.<br/><br/>Ansel was now completely erect as Lucio began running his fingers through his dark hair. The professor smiled and pulled Lucio up into his lap. “Yes, but have you ever tried chocolate while a handsome older man was buried deep inside of you? I hear that it is an absolute treat. You must experience it if you haven't already.” He pressed Lucio back against his cock, shifting his hips slightly so that Lucio's ass rubbed gently against his shaft. He brought up a hand and twisted a lock of Lucio's long hair around his finger. “Unless my darling has something else planned for me? I wouldn't want to interrupt the proceedings.”