Ariel made a very disappointed sound as Amadeus pulled away even though he knew why it had to be done. But he grinned at the pull of his lip, pushing himself up enough again to watch the elder Kindred strip. The tip of his tongue was visible between his teeth, grin widening. Yes, he very much liked what he saw. The fit, defined muscles went all the way down it seemed and he definitely wasn't disappointing anywhere else.
He shifted and moved as necessary when Amadeus attacked his own remaining layers until they were both stripped bare. When the other Kindred pressed in close, Ariel couldn't help the rise of his hips, pressing into Amadeus without much subtlety. He fell back properly, letting his hands explore the other's body and trace the lines of muscle.
Ariel breathed a soft moan once more at the feel of teeth on his skin. Part of his mind was screaming at him not to but he arched towards the press of fangs anyway, flesh and more on offer. It was implicit trust in a stranger far more powerful than he was. As he shifted beneath the other Kindred, he opened for Amadeus, pressing knees against hips. His fingernails left scratches down the elder's chest, not at all gentle about it.