The city was built on the corpses of fools and it just seemed to be getting fed more and more. But he really didn't want to think about the work that was waiting for them after tonight. He was still waiting to hear from his contacts about the ghoul issues and anything that might be going on with the Anarchs. That had been his phone call before.
His body tensed, pressing harder against Amadeus at the sudden grip and he smirked faintly. So he wasn't being rolled. Interesting. It seemed Amadeus was developing the ability to read his thoughts (which, considering the unknown territory they were in, might actually be a thing). "Oh, is that so?" he managed before falling into the kiss again. He decided that it might be in Amadeus's best interest to work some of it out in that 'different' way. So he rolled and pulled his lover with him, settling on his back, letting Amadeus between his thighs.