[Nanika holds her hand under the bloodflow and waits until a substantial amount has pooled in her palm before pulling away. She holds her hand up to her face, staring intently at the crimson puddle of fresh blood. The heavenly scent of iron permeates her nostrils, mellowing the frown out of her face.
She tilts her hand, letting the blood gather in one side, then tilts it the other way so it moves to the other. Entertained, she transfers it to her other hand, then back to her first one, leaving a sheen of red everywhere it goes. While she's busy playing, a lone, dark red droplet trails down her wrist, staining the sleeve of her shirt. Alarmed and not wanting to waste any more of it, she pulls her sleeve back and holds her arm close to her face.
A pink tongue wiggles forth from her mouth and swipes right up the trail without a second thought, leaving a broad stroke of transparent red saliva as the rich, metallic taste explodes deliciously across her tastebuds. Done playing, she tips her hand over her open lips and fills her mouth with the rest of Killua's taste, swallowing it after taking a moment to savor it. For the one who gave her this gift, Nanika is gracious and passionate, her expression giving way to an eerily wide, bloodstained smile.]
Killua's the best!
[But it's not enough for her. High off the excitement of tasting her brother, Nanika eyes his oozing cut and moves in to lap at the sore incision with her reddened tongue, seeking to clean up the rest of it.]
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She tilts her hand, letting the blood gather in one side, then tilts it the other way so it moves to the other. Entertained, she transfers it to her other hand, then back to her first one, leaving a sheen of red everywhere it goes. While she's busy playing, a lone, dark red droplet trails down her wrist, staining the sleeve of her shirt. Alarmed and not wanting to waste any more of it, she pulls her sleeve back and holds her arm close to her face.
A pink tongue wiggles forth from her mouth and swipes right up the trail without a second thought, leaving a broad stroke of transparent red saliva as the rich, metallic taste explodes deliciously across her tastebuds. Done playing, she tips her hand over her open lips and fills her mouth with the rest of Killua's taste, swallowing it after taking a moment to savor it. For the one who gave her this gift, Nanika is gracious and passionate, her expression giving way to an eerily wide, bloodstained smile.]
Killua's the best!
[But it's not enough for her. High off the excitement of tasting her brother, Nanika eyes his oozing cut and moves in to lap at the sore incision with her reddened tongue, seeking to clean up the rest of it.]