Amadeus couldn't help but moan under the cut of those claws or that snarl of annoyance. His own gaze traveled up Ariel's body, noting the changes that pushing him so fair had caused until he met that heated gaze staring down at him head-on. His hands followed the path his eyes had just taken, admiring the body underneath of them until one hand curled around the back of Ariel's neck. "You are a creature of beauty," he murmured.
But he didn't linger any longer than that, knowing the force of Ariel's pure annoyance. The sharp scent of blood on the air told that he was giving in, as did the subtle shift to get a better angle as he placed one hand on his lover's hip and then in the next movement was pressing up into him. Once he had both hands on Ariel's hips, his next movement was a much harder thrust up into him. "Then ride me," he growled out in return. "Or I'll be flipping you over and pinning you on your stomach."
Those were Ariel's options right now and just because Amadeus was letting him choose now, didn't mean Ariel still wouldn't end up pinned before they were finished.