Ah, there it was. Ariel hid his amusement as he shifted their position carefully, slowly, so he could lay his lover out on the couch. The Gangrel straddled the Elder's lap as he kept his fangs in place, not keen on breaking contact just yet. It was almost ridiculous the way Amadeus melted with every bite, became putty in his hands. And God forbid anyone find out about it...
Amadeus would never be allowed to live it down.
But for now, Ariel grinned as he pulled back. He licked the wound and murmured, "I know," against his lover's skin... Before biting again, this time on the other side.