Aftermath
From the way that he had just let Ariel pick him up and carry him off, it was clear that Amadeus was weak. However, the moment he hit the chaise he was protesting. "I should be helping." Though now that he was down, he wasn't really in a position to get back up. He knew it couldn't be helped but he really hated anyone other than Ariel knowing where his current limits were. It really put a damper on the whole all-powerful thing, didn't it?
He ended up giving into Ariel, sinking against him, before he took the offered wrist and sunk his fangs into it. It was risky feeding off of him if only because someone might figure out this was not an uncommon thing. Right now though Ariel was the safest one to be feeding Amadeus because with Ariel he'd stop before he went too far. The same couldn't be said for a blood doll if he fed off of one of them first. Because it was easy to not realize just how very hungry he was until he tasted Ariel. Ariel's wrist who he held on to and kissed even after he had licked the wounds closed.