Convenient was the keyword there. Once Ariel got into a mood like this, if he had to stop, there would be Hell to pay or he would completely lose interest. It was so fleeting at times. But not now. Now, he was hyperfocused on Amadeus. There was no tearing him away when he had his lover right where he wanted him.
He leaned over Amadeus, keeping a close watch on his face to make sure the claws weren't going too far. Ariel had a bad habit of just doing things and hoping for the best. Then he leaned in and sank his teeth into his lover's shoulder. When his body arched again, Ariel snaked his arms around Amadeus's middle and held him tight, close, even as those claws raked his sides.