*killua breaks from her lips with a hot blush on his face, eyes heavy lidded and hungry. it thrills him to hear that she's even considering the thought of being eaten, his stomach rumbling with the urge to swell around her, wrap her up tight. but his mind is still in control, forcing his head to shake.*

i... i couldn't...

*besides the impossibility of it all, he could never do anything that would risk hurting her, no matter how good she tastes. his tongue swipes up the last of her lingering saliva from his lips, sweet as cupcake icing, and suddenly a thought crosses his mind that has his blush deepening with desire.*

but maybe... there's some part of you i could.