There had never been any hope of the bed surviving from the start. Just like with the sofa, it didn't bother Amadeus at all as the mattress got ruined. He was completely unfazed by the sound of it getting shredded as he kissed Ariel back, that growl becoming lost between them as he did.
With their new position, Amadeus's hands were free to wander over Ariel's body even as his own hips snapped up to meet Ariel's movements, unable to help himself at the feel of burying himself deep each time. His own nails scrapped up Ariel's back until finally Amadeus' fingers found his hair again and pulled tight as their mouths continued to devour each other. His tongue easily found all those new sharp teeth and blood ended up dancing over their tongues once more.
One hand stayed in Ariel's hair and kept its tight hold on it while Amadeus's other hand slid down between them. He let his nails scrap across Ariel's stomach and abs before he reached where he was headed. His grip was firm as he wrapped it around Ariel and stroked him in time with frenzied moments of their hips, knowing that neither one of them was going to last much longer.