Lucio smiled rather bitterly as he watched Kendrick's expression crumble and he released Ansel as he moved to step forwards. He lingered behind the pair quietly, his arms hanging limply at his sides now as he watched them closely. He again felt a wave of unwanted jealousy flood him at the sight of the pair kissing, he repressed the emotion almost as quickly as it arose; Ansel wasn't his, and he most certainly wasn't Ansel's, so these emotions were highly unnecessary. After this evening was over he imagined that everything would go back to how it was before, they'd have purged each other out of their systems and would be able to go on their merry ways.<br/><br/>Lucio observed silently as the man clumsily popped open the door before stumbling out. He inclined his head just barely in response to his name before turning to face Ansel. He crossed his arms over his chest and took on a stance that indicated that he wasn't particularly pleased by the events that had transpired. He sighed softly though as Ansel's arm wound about his waist and pulled him in close. He released the hold he had on his own body and snaked his arms up the other torso, winding them delicately around his neck and offering the faintest of smiles. "I am famished, I must admit," he whispered before leaning up and capturing the man's lips in a gentle, yet rather passionate kiss.<br/><br/>It was odd, really, he never felt the need to reclaim anybody before after a bout of infidelity, no matter how brief, but the need arose within him now. He kept the professor trapped in this embrace until he could no longer taste the remnants of sweet wine on his tongue and when he pulled his head back he took in a sharp breath, reveling in the way his lungs ached as they filled up with air once again. He gazed up into Ansel's eyes for a few brief moments, a more genuine smile having made its way across his features now. He broke away from him then, however, turning and beginning to move over towards the couch where his clothes were deposited.<br/><br/>"The room service should arrive relatively soon; they estimated about a half an hour but it always ends up coming more promptly than expected," he said softly as he fetched his silken boxers from the couch, stepping into them and pulling them up slowly. He turned to face his company then, leaning back against the love seat. "Have you slept with many of your students?" He queried suddenly as he stared across the room at the other, tipping his head to the side ever so slightly. He wasn't exactly expecting an answer out of the other, seeing as he didn't seem like the type to share information as personal as that, but he was curious enough to at least make an attempt at finding out more.