Leaning her head down, she pressed her muzzle against your palm, licking up the blood. Her creepy forked tongue slithered over your skin, a lot thinner than you expected it to be, but a lot longer as well. It kinda tickled, making you fight the urge to giggle. Men don't giggle! Even if felt like they had a kitten lapping milk out of their palm, you had to remember that kitten was an oversized bug monster... or an undersized horse critter. Perspective was important.