Lucio couldn’t help but beam from ear to ear at Ansel’s response to his breathy request. He watched the man fondly as he sat up and leaned over to the bedside table, taking another drink of the sweet alcohol Lucio had purchased him before fishing a bottle of high end lubricant from the drawer. There was something particularly enticing about watching the man slowly prepare everything, and the small Englishman couldn’t help but stare intently. He lifted his gaze upwards to meet Ansel’s when the man’s hand left his cock and made its way down between his own cheeks. A sharp breath escaped Lucio and his eyes slid shut as Ansel’s fingers slid into his tight body. His hips immediately flexed against his digits as they began slowly stimulating the sensitive boy.<br/><br/>The manual stimulation was slow, and oh so deliciously torturous. By the time the professor drew his fingers from Lucio’s body the boy was shivering and squirming with even the slightest movement. He whimpered softly as Ansel pulled away ever so slightly, but he knew fully well that the brief moment of emptiness would result in, and he was beyond ready for his lovers cock. His eyes fluttered open as Ansel’s voice infiltrated the quiet that had settled between them, only blanketed by the soft, sensual tune of the music the older male had put on for them. A faint smile pulled at the corners of his lips at Ansel’s request, but he wasn’t given an opportunity to respond to the request before his body was penetrated by something much larger than a few mere fingers.<br/><br/>Lucio rested his head back against the bed again, a pleasant groan escaping his body eagerly accepted his lover’s thick member. He’d experienced the sensation of having his rectum filled many a time, and yet something was different about how it felt when Ansel pressed into him. Even more so, however, there was something that felt particularly different about this coupling. Perhaps it was the atmosphere that Ansel had so beautifully put together, perhaps it was the energy that the pair of men shared, or maybe even the fact that this was the first time they were sharing a moment so intimate in the professor's own bed. Whatever the reason, Lucio felt his heart swell within his chest with each inward stroke of Ansel’s penis, and he felt a nagging desire to stay like this forever.<br/><br/>He gladly allowed his body to be manipulated in whatever way his lover saw fit. He opened his eyes only slightly as Ansel slid his legs upwards into position very carefully as he continued on moving within him at a comfortable, leisurely pace. When Ansel’s lips began casually dragging against the tops of his feet Lucio couldn’t contain a soft whimper of contentment. Though he did wish to pull the man into him, to kiss him deeply and hold him as close as he was able whilst he penetrated him, Lucio couldn’t deny that he was deriving quite a bit of pleasure from watching the man fawn over his pretty feet as they sported pretty shoes. There was something highly erotic about it, and yet also exceedingly endearing. It went on for quite a while, and Lucio couldn’t pry his gaze away from the affectionate older male as they copulated. Simply staring at Ansel, his intense expression occasionally muddled as he allowed his lips and tongue to delicately dance along his feet, was a pleasure of its own class. It added more than enough to Lucio’s enjoyment of their coupling, though as his beautiful beau lowered his legs and leaned over his body he began enjoying everything even more.<br/><br/>Lucio immediately wound his arms about Ansel’s neck when the man was near enough, his lips parted slightly as he continued thrusting into him purposefully, and his eyes remaining just barely cracked open. The words that were spoken made Lucio’s heart sing and his body hum with pleasure. The kiss only furthered the intense emotions and sensations he was experiencing. His tongue intertwined with Ansel’s like it usually did, and their mouths worked together in a playful dance as the professor pressed forwards, attempting to dive deeper and deeper into his young lover's body.<br/><br/>The moan that escaped Ansel after he broke their fervent liplock sent a shudder through Lucio’s body. He ran his fingers up through his hair to maintain their close contact as the man groaned possessively into his ear. “You can have me, Ansel . . . I am yours, from now until the end of time I’m yours; nobody is allowed to take me from you, or you from me,” he breathed out, pulling Ansel close and nuzzling the man’s cheek affectionately. “I love you to the ends of the earth, my darling,” he whispered into the man’s soft skin, his body tensing slightly around his cock. He could feel his orgasm approaching rather rapidly, and he was doing his best to deny its completion, desperate to comply to Ansel’s request despite how deeply he longed for release already.