Lucio gasped lightly against Ansel's neck as his hips bucked upwards against his behind. His fingers curled eagerly in the fabric of the mans collar and for a moment he was beyond tempted to just throw caution to the wind. Despite the physical and social barriers that banned them from fucking then and there Lucio was desperate to feel his darling fill him again. It hadn't truly been all that long, but it felt like an eternity since Lucio had felt Ansel slowly slip between his cheeks, it felt like a lifetime since he'd been erotically stimulated and experienced that oh so elusive release that Ansel seemed to obtain for him rather easily. He desired it, to be joined with his love again, and yet he knew he had to be patient. One more week, that was all he'd have to wait. He'd suffered through worse things than that before . . . Right?<br/><br/>"You think you want me badly? You cannot even begin to imagine how terribly I want you to<i>fuck </i>me right now, darling," he whispered as he slowly reach up on hand to run his fingers through Ansel's hair, drawing his head back so he could gaze down fondly into his lovers eyes. "But I suppose you're right . . . We should really get to the store before we end up getting arrested for public indecency." Lucio leaned in to press on more kiss to Ansel's lovely lips. This embrace was softer, slower, and it lingered for perhaps a bit longer than necessary before he slowly drew himself and crawled carefully back over into the drivers seat. He settled in and fastened his seat belt before throwing the car into reverse and peeking behind the mirrors and over his shoulders. He began creeping back carefully after a lone car rumbled past slowly and then a thought came to his mind that caused him to grin.<br/><br/>"Ansel, I'm coming over to your apartment next Friday evening, getting into your bed, and we aren't leaving until Monday morning. If I can still walk by Monday you'll have done your job wrong, and I'll be sorely disappointed," he stated bluntly as he pushed the car into drive and eased forward along the quiet road. He reached over and took a hold of one of Ansel's hands, resting them on the center console once their fingers were interlaced and sighing softly as he moved along through the narrow streets at the speed limit.<br/><br/>It was only about a five minute drive to the local supermarket; it was a cute little mom and pop type place, called Jakobsons, and Lucio smiled faintly as he released Ansel's hand to pull them into a parking space right in the front row. "Walmart tried to swoop in and beat out this little market early last year, but the locals petitioned for them to leave. There's not a single chain store in this whole little town, and the people that live here plan to keep it that way," he explained with a smile before turning off the car and climbing from it. He made his way around the car to meet with Ansel and he took a hold of his arm delicately, beginning to stroll with him towards the entrance at a casual pace. He was enjoying experiencing the slow, relaxing pace of rural life with Ansel glued to his side. There was something particularly comforting about the idea of sharing all of this with his lover, and it prompted Lucio to wonder what their future would be like. Would they, could they grow old together and retire to a place like this? Living out their days quietly at the lakeside? Or perhaps they would just buy their own cottage one day, whilst living out a majority of their lives in a high rise in the city. Both possibilities sounded like bliss, despite Lucio's fear of the prospect of living with one man for the remainder of his life.