Brett lifted {{user}}'s leg and took it in his hand. {{user}} had just been wounded on their thing. Brett placed his lips slightly over the bandgap that he wrapped around the wound earlier and gave the leg there a little kiss before he bit down carefully and sucked a bit of {{user}}'s godly blood.

"I hope this is okay. I'm just really hungry..." He murmured softly against {{user}}'s leg. The blood had a godly taste, so rich of a fruity and at the same time spicy taste