Lucio smirked slightly at man's comment about his academia and he nodded his head, "Of course, all of us academics run around sucking cocks to get through difficult courses, don't we?" he said in a playfully thoughtful tone, pinching his own chin lightly with his thumb and pointer finger as he leaned into Ansel’s  side when he slid over to wind an arm around him. He took another drink of his champagne as he listened to the his comments and he tutted softly in response, shaking his head slowly. "Now, I never expect any sort of reciprocation, but it is certainly always appreciated," he murmured softly, tipping his head back after a kiss was planted upon his brow so he could gaze up at the larger man.<br/><br/>He admired the gentleman quietly as he began to relay some small, insignificant facts about himself to Lucio. Normally this sort of idle prattle bored the young man half to death, but there was something about listening to and watching this man in particular speak that he found to be undeniably enjoyable. He decided then and there that he could listen to him ramble on about anything and remain perfectly content; he was already aware of that, at least partially, but he found that this experience cemented the fact in his mind. He tried his hardest not to let his mind linger there for too long, though. He couldn't allow himself to even think about getting used to the others company, he needed to distance himself from that idea as much as he could in his current situation.<br/><br/>He hummed thoughtfully as the man commented on his lack of knowledge about his name. He was well versed in the analysis of names, but only in his particular area of interest in history. "Ansel . . . It is indeed very German," he murmured lightheartedly, his lips quirking upwards in a playful little smile as he relaxed back into the wall of the tub casually, leaning against Ansel's arm slightly. "I'll have to do a bit of research on it the next time I have a free moment," he said, his tone having dropped and become a bit more mumbly as that note was mostly made for himself.<br/><br/>As he was talking softly to himself his company reached out and plucked his drink from his hand. He didn't offer any sort of retribution for the action aside from a slight quirked eyebrow as he watched him set the glasses aside, but the mildly agitated expression didn't remain on his face for long. He let out a contented little hum as Ansel reached over and easily pulled him into his lap, reaching up to wind his arms about the man's neck. An alluring smile painted its way onto his features at the professor's words as he stared up into his eyes. His right hand slowly wandered up to the back of his head, cupping it delicately whilst the other arm remained draped across his shoulders.<br/><br/>"I must admit that is a wonderful idea," he commented softly, leaning up to press a soft, lingering kiss to Ansel's lips before he reluctantly tore himself from the man's embrace. He stood slowly, the water ending up reaching to the middle of the thigh once he was fully upright, and he turned slowly, moving to the other edge of the tub and resting on his knees on the submerged ledge there. "Anything in particular you'd like to request?" he queried, glancing over his shoulder after grabbing the phone that was hooked to its base on the wall, pressing the button for room service. His lips quirked up in a playful grin then as he added, "and would you really care for everything to be dusted in gold? I truly can arrange it."