The blood heals, renews and Hiro feels a little more invigorated. His tongue traces his collarbone, then he nuzzles Adam's armpit, breathing in the scent of fear, arousal, exertion - sharp and musky. He moans softly as he drinks it in, before his tongue moves to Adam's nipple, the flat of his tongue caressing it until it begins to peak. His teeth encourage it to harden further.