Amadeus was more than willing to accept his new lot in life of being a vampire shaped pillow. It wasn't like Ariel was going to crush him or that he had a need to breathe. He didn't mind the weight of the younger Kindred on him all. Instead, it was a welcomed one.
"Kinky," Amadeus teased. The hands that had been trailing Ariel's arm slipped down to capture his hand and bring it up to his mouth so that he could brush his lips over the back of Ariel's knuckles before turning it over and kissed the palm of it. "If you had we would have dealt with it. But you didn't and I have no problems with how far you did get lost." He glanced over at one side of the ruined mattress and the corners of his lips pulled up in amusement. "We actually did a lot less damage than I expected."