Lucio smirked lightly as Ansel leaned in and pressed his lips to the woman’s withered hand. He watched as her cheeks flushed whilst her gaze traveled the handsome gentleman before her, and Lucio was suddenly even more in love with Ansel than he had been before. It was highly appreciated that his love knew exactly how to play at people’s weaknesses, how to manipulate them just as Lucio did; in truth that fact was highly arousing. As Ansel erected himself again Lucio leaned over against his arm, resting his head down against the man's shoulder as he continued to speak with the overtly obsessed woman. At the mention that Lucio had spoken highly of her the young woman giggled, bringing a hand up to her lips as she shifted her gaze over briefly onto the smaller male attached to Ansel’s arm.<br/><br/>“Oh, indeed you are! I’m surprised you didn’t come to the shoot yourself, my dear, Lucio has been known to bring the odd boy toy along with him,” she teased after Ansel had drawn her attention back to him. She then turned and began to move forwards in the choppy, restricted gait that the wiggle dress allowed. As she hobbled along she cried out over her shoulder,  “Come with me boys. I’m sure you’re just dying to see all of the finished products!”<br/><br/>Lucio chuckled lowly and shook his head slowly. “I apologize in advance, my darling, we’re going to be dealing with this for the entirety of the night.” Despite the apology, however, Lucio moved forwards into the thick of the crowd, gently guiding Ansel along as they made their way towards the bar, where all of the photos that were being auctioned off that evening were displayed. There were about ten models that had been photographed for the event, a handful of whom Ansel would recognize; the trio of Bane models were all members of the group of models this year, as they had been for quite a few years by that point in time. While there were dozens of photos of beautiful faces, one picture clearly stood out amidst all the others: a massive print sat in the center of the floor, and it was a full body shot of<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2Ff9%2Fd4%2F56%2Ff9d4568a215a100c4adb50c8bed84c23.jpg&amp;hash=cae650c49bb3b8a11fe671fba33b2716" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f9/d4/56/f9d4568a215a100c4adb50c8bed84c23.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">Lucio Bane</span>.</a>The photograph was impressive, as all of Lucio’s were, and there were a number of folks crowded around the piece for a closer look. The young Englishman looked rather surprised at the sight of how large they’d made the print, but he supposed the more impressive it was the more money they could auction it off for. Flanking the larger photo were two smaller prints of Lucio, one shot of<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F736x%2F13%2F0f%2F81%2F130f81e6dbb6705e7b5fadf35a0097e5--danila-kovalev.jpg&amp;hash=f4ed3c6d0ba9671901e5cb6826f89d9c" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/13/0f/81/130f81e6dbb6705e7b5fadf35a0097e5--danila-kovalev.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">his torso</span></a>and the other focused in onto<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2F58%2Fe5%2F76%2F58e576fd7bded373329dd2b92599b13c.jpg&amp;hash=5bff743627a003e4df42238a51800d2d" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/58/e5/76/58e576fd7bded373329dd2b92599b13c.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">his face</span></a>. Directly to the right of the oldest Bane’s shots were that of his brother Cassio. Instead of black and white they’d gone with muted, depressive colors for the boy; it suited his persona, as he certainly had a brokenhearted look about him. The youngest of the dynamic trio wore a<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"> <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fscriptical.files.wordpress.com%2F2013%2F05%2Fthe-libertine-magazine-ashley-lloyd-a-milliner-in-a-million-erik-andersson-and-fernando-cabral-by-van-sarki-for-interview-magazine-may-2013-3.jpg%3Fw%3D700%26h%3D847&amp;hash=c0ca7b1125ac94d954d2260600a8ecd5" href="https://scriptical.files.wordpress.com/2013/05/the-libertine-magazine-ashley-lloyd-a-milliner-in-a-million-erik-andersson-and-fernando-cabral-by-van-sarki-for-interview-magazine-may-2013-3.jpg?w=700&amp;h=847" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">lightly colored crown</span></a></span>in one, and a<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"> <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">blackened one</span></span>in the other, both of the photos having been taken against a pitch black background. To the left of his shots were those of his brother, though his brother hadn’t posed along for his photos. Angus, the boy whom Lucio had teased Griffith about being in love with, accompanied him in his pair of shots. In one candid shot the close knit<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.malemodelscene.net%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2014%2F06%2FMaarten-Convens-Emil-Andersson-Riccardo-Dubitante-DSCENE-00-400x242.jpg&amp;hash=1f9397998243f908be0812d26298f515" href="http://www.malemodelscene.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/Maarten-Convens-Emil-Andersson-Riccardo-Dubitante-DSCENE-00-400x242.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">pair shared a cigarette</span></a>, whilst in the other they posed,<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.malemodelscene.net%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2014%2F06%2FMaarten-Convens-Emil-Andersson-Riccardo-Dubitante-DSCENE-03.jpg&amp;hash=26908c4d1d5d4d3c0dc1f4f26f6ebb61" href="http://www.malemodelscene.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/Maarten-Convens-Emil-Andersson-Riccardo-Dubitante-DSCENE-03.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">Angus draped over an intense looking Griffith</span></a>. Lucio grinned and clapped his hands together as he saw the middle child’s photos, hurrying over and completely disregarding his own for a time and dragging Ansel along with him.<br/><br/>“Ah, these boys just need to begin sharing a bed already. Look at how precious they are together,” Lucio cooed softly, his brow furrowing slightly as he rested a hand over his heart whilst examining the photographs. Perhaps subconsciously he was trying to distract Ansel from his own set of photos ready for auction, perhaps he was aware that the man would grow jealous at the sight of so many people examining his nearly naked body so closely. There were a number of women (and, it would appear, one man) that weren't solely examining his photographs, but drooling over them. The large one in the center attracted the most attention, of course, as it was the most enticing out of all three, but the other pair had their fair share of admirers. "Does't Griffith look absolutely smashing, my love?" he queried before continuing to steer Ansel around as he skipped over his photos again to go and examine the ones of Cassio on the other side. "Oh, and Cassio looks the prettiest out of all three of us! No surprise there," he gushed softly, a fond grin having stretched across his features at the sight of his beloved brothers.