Lucio's breath hitched within his throat as he was tugged in close to Ansel once again. He didn't protest one bit, however, gladly pressing his rear end back against the professor's hand whilst stretching his head out to the side to expose his neck further. "I missed you as well . . . Somehow the evening didn't feel complete when I woke this morning alone in my bed," he whispered honestly, biting down onto his lower lip slightly as he leaned in close to Ansel, not having any desire to part from him. The reminder that there was still class to attend to, however, drew him back away from the handsome gentleman.<br/><br/>"I suppose I should," he murmured reluctantly as his eyes briefly flickered up onto the board behind Ansel. "Hm, a term paper? Seems like quite the challenge," he commented dryly as he slowly turned his back to Ansel and began making his way up to his seat. "Good thing I already have the words for mine chosen," he commented thoughtfully as he strode up the stairs to his preferred row at a casual pace.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><i>When I think more than I want to think<br/>
Do things I never should do<br/>
I drink much more that I ought to drink<br/>
Because it brings me back you...</i><br/>​</div>The young man sang softly as he approached his seat, only turning to face Ansel once he was settled into the seat. "Do you think that will work for the paper, Doctor Essen?" he queried softly. The professor didn't have enough time to answer the question, though it was more or less rhetorical, because by the time Lucio finished speaking another student had found their way into the room putting their interactions on hold.<br/><br/>Lucio sat in his third row seat for the entirety of the lecture, quietly doodling in his notebook though this time he had something specific that he was putting down onto the paper. He drew Ansel's facade within the lined pages of his book, over and over again. He didn't even attempt the man's specific features though, as he knew fully well he'd never be able to properly portray the perfection that was his current lover. Despite the fact that he truly did believe he could listen to and watch Ansel for the entirety of his life and remain perfectly content the lecture seemed to drag on for an obnoxiously long time. The desire that burned in the pit of his stomach for his beloved professor didn't deaden for the entirety of the lecture, and there came a time when he had to set a textbook in his lap to disguise the erection that was forming in his pants at the mere thought of Ansel.<br/><br/>His behind was still more than sore from yesterday, in fact the extended coupling had left him in quite a bit of pain (mostly due to the lack of prep on his part, it had resulted in a few tears that he hadn't noticed until he was in the shower that evening). But that simply meant he was going to finally have the pleasure of tasting Ansel's semen, which he'd been dying to do since the first time he'd taken the man's cock into his mouth.<br/><br/>As soon as Ansel announced that the lecture was over Lucio perked up fully again, moving to begin slowly packing up the backpack he'd brought with to class. He waited until simply he and Ansel were left in the room and then he picked up his things and moved behind the desk quietly setting his items against the desk. "I know it's technically time for my punishment but last night left my ass in quite a horrific state so if we could postpone the angry fucking that would be appreciated," he commented softly as he slowly moved to wind his arms about Ansel's neck, gazing up into his eyes.