Lucio gladly wound his arms about Ansel's neck as the man grabbed a hold of him and held him close. He nestled his face into the base of the man's neck briefly as he attempted to catch his breath, but he pulled back just slightly as Ansel began to speak. A faint smile touched his lips and he tipped his head back slightly, closing his eyes as the professor pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. He sighed contentedly as more praise and another gentle kiss followed. He couldn't deny the fact that he rather enjoyed what was going on here, despite the fact that he was genuinely exhausted at this stage.<br/><br/>The younger male then laughed softly as Ansel's dreamy proposition and he nodded slowly, nestling in closer to the other again and resting his head down against his broad chest. "It would be rather nice, I will admit. Until we both figured out that we were broke and couldn't support our housing anymore, then we would both end up homeless," he murmured thoughtfully as his fingers delicately stroked the back of his neck where his hands met up. He chuckled lowly, however, as a thought arose in his mind. "Though, I suppose in that circumstance we could always do porn. We'd probably sell rather well, don't you think? Two beautiful men shooting porn around such a lavish suite. We could cater to so many fetishes in such a space with our skill sets," he suggested playfully, a grin stretching across his face as he remained resting against his companion for the evening.<br/><br/>As Lucio rested against Ansel, delicately running his fingers over the males smooth skin, he began to note that his fingers were beginning to feel oddly sticky. He originally chalked it up to being sweat, but it was an odd consistency for that sort of bodily fluid, he thought, so he slowly drew back to check it out. He pulled his hands from around the professors neck to examine them and he was immediately stricken with nausea as he saw the fact that the other males blood stained his fingers. He'd drawn enough that it had dripped down the digits on his left hand, which had remained latched into Ansel's shoulder throughout the entire coupling, while the other was just tainted at the fingertips.<br/><br/>"Oh my God, I am so sorry," he breathed out, suddenly feeling quite faint at the sight of so much blood (even though there wasn't a lot, in truth). He'd never dealt well with that sort of stuff, and this wasn't really any different. That and he just felt absolutely terrible for maiming this beautiful creature in front of him. How had he allowed himself to do such a thing? He almost always had more self control than that... It was incredibly odd that Ansel had affected him so intensely that he couldn't control himself.<br/><br/>He slowly pulled back from Ansel's arms and he stood up, clearing his throat and trying to fight back the sudden urge to vomit all over the place. "Uh . . . c-come on this way, we'll go upstairs to get washed up and then we can get some rest," he whispered, swallowing hard multiple times as he grabbed a hold of Ansel's hand with his cleaner one before turning and moving over to and up the stairwell. Once upstairs he led the older male into the bathroom and started up the shower just so they could get a quick rinse in before they tried to rest. Lucio immediately set about rinsing his hands off under the stream of water before it had even gotten warm, but after the fact he gently grabbed a hold of Ansel's hands and pulled him towards the shower eagerly, wanting to get the nail marks on the man's back all cleaned out.