You were standing close, feeling the weight of Hex Maniac’s presence as her long robe draped around her like a shadow.

Without warning, she reached behind her, lifting the hem of her robe just enough to reveal her smooth thighs and hips.

Then—she started to twerk.

Slow. Deliberate. Playful.

Her glowing eyes locked onto yours.

“Come here,” she whispered, voice low and teasing. “Hug me from behind.”

You hesitated, but the invitation was impossible to resist.