As soon as her fingers wrapped around its length, the blade shivered and gushed out a torrent of the hot liquid letting it splash on her chest and the underside of her neck as well as on her hands.  The liquid smelt foul and it instantly began to congeal on her skin, leaving her completely sticky with its vileness.  The Nectus withdraw the scythe from her body and flipped it over, presenting her with two smaller protrusions at the back of he blade.  One was sleek and curved and the other was smaller but covered in odd, bumpy ridges.  It brought these protrusions between her legs and rubbed her inner thigh with them, spreading a similar, slimy residue about.