A Vague Option

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"Whoa, this is quite dense," Sappyhr muttered as she looked up. The sight within the pathway was akin to a floating river since rather than on the floor, the dense stream of Ira spanned across the ceiling. Eventually, Sapphyr was compelled to touch it, which she did.

She stuck her finger inside the dense mist before withdrawing it. It was an action performed on a whim, yet she was surprised by the fact it produced a result. A thin coat of Ira stuck to her finger and, for some odd reason, it compelled her.

In the next moment, Sapphyr sucked every morsel of Ira off her finger without a worry of her surroundings. To make matters worse, she even closed her eyes and basked in the pleasure that it brought her.

Only once it subsided did she open her eyes and look around with an extremely embarrassed expression, "U-Uhm… What?" 

"N-no. Nah, nothing."