Lucio's eyes lit up at the mention of Jeff Buckley and Ansel couldn't help but laugh. "Admittedly, I can never be sure with you young folk. I suppose, with your affinity for music, you'd be more likely to be aware of him. The man is consistently rated as one of the best singers of all time. If I remember correctly he had a way of switching between falsetto and head voice but regardless, whenever I listen to him I am always blown away. Such a shame he died so early."<br/><br/>Ansel instantly grew silent as Lucio sang, just for him. He could feel his knees growing weak as Lucio's voice filled the short distance between them and all he wanted to do in that moment was pull Lucio to him, kiss him, tell him what a treasure he was. But he couldn't do it, not here with so many people around. It pained him.<br/><br/>"Beautiful," Ansel said softly when Lucio was finished, eyes heavy with desire as he looked at his companion. "By the way, fantastic suit. Looks great on you. With your body, I assume anything would, but I felt the compliment was merited anyway."<br/><br/>They were joined shortly by Lucio's mother, a beautiful woman with an attractive quality to her voice that Ansel couldn't help but notice. Ansel was charmed by the way Lucio's face flushed as his mother held him. Ansel had always seen Lucio as a gorgeous, sexual being, dripping with erotic qualities that were impossible to ignore. But now, in this moment, although the beauty held, the eroticism faded away, and Lucio was just a young man embracing the woman who birthed him. It was cute, irresistibly so.<br/><br/>Ansel felt himself grow red underneath his beard as Marie queried about their relationship. Embarrassment wasn't an emotion that Ansel felt often, but under the gaze of this attractive woman who must have been around his own age, he suddenly felt like a teenager meeting his boyfriend's parents for the first time.<br/><br/>The only difference being that Lucio wasn't actually his boyfriend.<br/><br/>"Doctor Bane, the pleasure is all mine," Ansel replied, taking Marie's hand and shaking it firmly, professionally. "Your son is very intelligent," Ansel said confidently as they dropped one another's hands. "I can honestly say he is one of my favorite students. He offers a lot to my class." Memories of the day before flashed in Ansel's mind, Lucio on his knees, Ansel's handsome cock shoved down his throat, then bent over Ansel's desk, ass for the taking. He smiled politely and tried to forget the erotic images, at least for the moment.<br/><br/>"To be honest, I didn't know Lucio was part of the choir," the professor continued, giving Marie only a half-truth. If they were going to keep their unique relationship a secret, Ansel thought it better to leave their encounters to coincidence rather than planned meetings. Marie was a very intelligent woman, Ansel could see that just from looking into her eyes, and giving a white lie to her would probably be more suspicious than Lucio giving one to Petra, but hopefully the woman wouldn't think too much on it. "I was just telling your son that I have a great fondness for falsettos. I heard about the performance from a student in one of my classes and decided to watch. I was pleasantly surprised by Lucio's talent."