The moment Ansel exploded into Lucio's mouth was as delightful as he'd imagined it. He'd never been a fan of the taste of most men's semen, but something about all of Ansel's flavors were simply delightful. He played with the cloudy liquid on his tongue for a moment, savoring the mildly salty taste before he swallowed down the man's seed, humming softly as he did. He smiled as he was suddenly drawn up from the floor and into his lovers lap and he settled there without quarrel, winding his arms about Ansel's neck as he gazed fondly into his eyes.<br/><br/>Lucio tipped his head back in a submissive and his eyes closed as Ansel's lips moved to attach to his neck. His fingers curled into the crisply folded collar of the mans short and a pleasant sigh escaped his lips. He chuckled softly, however, as Ansel commented on how he seemed to have been made just to please him. "If I believed in any sort of divinity I might be inclined to agree, my dear. We fit together splendidly," he commented thoughtfully as he remained sitting with his throat exposed to his lover.<br/><br/>He pursed his lips thoughtfully at this requirement from Ansel. He nodded slowly, going over a few potential outfit choices in his head. "Sexy isn't a challenge for me, casual is," he said lightheartedly, slowly angling his head downwards again to gaze at Ansel, a soft expression gracing his features at the mere sight of him. "But I'm sure I'll come up with something suitable. Would black jeans and a t-shirt work, or are we going for more of a business casual?" He queried as he lifted himself slowly from Ansel's lap and stood, gathering himself quietly as he moved to his bag to withdraw a paper and pen, scribbling out his number for Ansel haphazardly and then tearing out the otherwise black sheet from his notebook and handing it over.