The sand was warm beneath their bare feet, sinking only slightly underneath the men's weight as the two walked past the teenagers, Lucio stopping momentarily to bum cigarettes off of his little brother. It was a good idea, Ansel thought, a lovely way to calm down before the two engaged in their special activity. He watched as Lucio unfurled the blanket, then set up towels like small pillows, creating a little space for the two to enjoy one another, close enough to not seem distant from their teenage company but far away enough that perhaps the kids wouldn't notice if Griffith and Cassion's older brother and his "friend" got up to something perhaps a bit too naughty. Ansel smiled at his lover when the boy cheekily tossed the bottle of lubricant onto the sand offered up a casual explanation. Lucio wouldn't have brought the lube if he didn't want to have sex again, that was obvious enough, but his playful little shrug was enough to catch Ansel's attention and place a grin on the professor's face. "Darling, I greatly appreciate your desire to come prepared. It's very impressive. Just another one of your many traits I find overwhelmingly attractive."<br/><br/>He placed the water down with the other items Lucio had brought with them and removed his own shirt, revealing his athletic body and exposing his light olive skin to the sunlight. He sat down next to Lucio and reached for the pack of cigarettes and lighter that had been set down on the sand. Ansel pulled two cigarettes from the box and handed one to Lucio, waiting for the boy to place it in his mouth, After Lucio's smoke was lit, Ansel lit his own, inhaling deeply and tossing the lighter off to the side. Ansel had a peculiar habit whenever he smoked cigarettes or joints. Although he loved the feeling he received when he smoked, he never much cared for the residuals that left his lips when he blew. Because of this, Ansel always exhaled his smoke from the corner of his mouth, letting the trails get caught up in the wind and blown away from him instead of into his eyes. The action was charming, in its way, completely unique to Ansel and fitting with his meticulous personality.<br/><br/>"This is smooth," Ansel mused, looking out onto the water and enjoying the way the sunlight sparkled like jewels on top of the lake's surface. "The first time I smoked, I was maybe . . . twelve or thirteen, I think. Some friends and I had gone to a park after sunset and were messing around on one of the tennis courts they had. One of them, I think his name was Andrew, pulled out a cigarette box and offered me one. I had never smoked before, but I wanted to look cool and nonchalant, so I said sure and lit up. I didn't understand at first that you had to inhale all the way into your lungs, so for a while I just sucked on the cigarette and collected smoke in my mouth, thinking I was doing it correctly. I realized later what an ass I must've looked like, I doubt anyone could really tell the difference, we were all so caught up in our bullshit kid drama."<br/><br/>He took another long drag, pulling the smoke into him and letting it settle. "Eventually I realized what a moron I was being and began to truly inhale. It burned, at first, but I didn't mind it so much. I remember when I was fourteen or so I taught Johanna how to smoke pot. She loved it. Never really got into tobacco, which worked out for me. To keep her from stealing my weed I would always hide it in cigarette boxes," he sad with a light chuckle. He pulled his stare away from the water and looked deep into Lucio's eyes, a light flush to his cheeks. "I apologize, I didn't mean to go on one of my little ramblings again. It seems you bring out something in me that makes me feel like sharing. But we didn't come out here so that your old boyfriend could tell stories. We can out here for something far more interesting."<br/><br/>Ansel reached into his pocket and pulled out the baggie of ecstasy pills in the variety of colors. "Whenever you're ready, feel free to pick whichever pill you like. They're all the same, even if their aesthetics differ. I will take one with you, so we'll ride the same wave together. I promise you, Lucio, you'll have never felt anything like this. Every light brush of someone's fingers is enough to send you into orgasmic fits, and you just feel so damn happy. And the sex," Ansel paused, his stare quickly flicking over to the lubricant bottle before returning to Lucio's eyes. "The sex will be so beyond anything you've had before, even with me."