Amadeus had said he wouldn't get any funny ideas and it meant biting down on his lip to keep any sounds he might have made as Ariel bit down into his wrist. It didn't mean that Amadeus didn't fail to notice the number of them latching on as Ariel did. Lingering after effect or something more? He supposed they wouldn't know for sure until later.
Instead, Amadeus focused on Ariel himself. He reached up with his other hand and stroked his fingers through his lover's hair as he fed from his wrist. The soft look on his face said that this man right here was everything. If he wasn't enough that somehow he'd find a way to be. As long as he had Ariel he'd do anything he had to in order to keep him.