"Are you feeling better now?"
Luka yanked his fingers free, creating a translucent silver arc of sticky thread which clung to his fingertips. The viscous fluid drooped to the ground as Luvia raised her hips off the ground while arcing her back.
"Hm?"
He couldn't help but appreciate the sublime view of her lewd opening, clenching tight as cloudy silver threads seeped between her crack.
"What a great sight to behold."
"Haa, haa.... what the hell happened to me?"
For the first time since she began meditating, Luvia's consciousness appeared to have returned. She pressed against the floor, trying to stand, but her hips gave way, and she fell back onto her bottom.
"I feel strange. Why is my head so light? Huh... what are you doing?!"
"Me? I just saved your life."
"Then why are your fingers like that?!"
"Hmm?"
Luka spread his fingers, and Luvia's sticky juices stretched between them, glistening in the faint moonlight from above.
"W-What did you do to me?!"
