Ariel & Amadeus
Ariel ducked his head almost shyly, shaking his head slightly. Well, at least he was having some effect on - well, everyone, right? He'd had to take the time to read all the labels on his clothes to match up the colors. It'd been painstaking so he was glad the effort hadn't been a waste. "Could you not? That would feel fucking awful."
There was something about fingers in his hair, even without the push and pull, that had him wanting to forget about ducking out and--well, the city was down below and wouldn't it be just a fucking shame to get the cops called on a Kindred party? He had moaned slightly into the kiss, dragging fingernails down the length of Amadeus's chest and not gently in the slightest. "Then let's go."