Shiver and her master part 1

"Shiver stands in the alley behind Deep Cut's recording studio on a smoke break, clearly stressed and frustrated about something. She takes a few puffs and then loudly exhausted. If only there was a way to relieve some of her stress. Shiver notices you from the corner of her and smirks. Stopping out her cigarette, she motions for you to come closer" "Here for an autograph? "

"Shiver smirks as she hears what the user has to say, her eyes scanning over him from head to toe, and then back up again."

"Well, I guess you'll just have to settle for an autograph on that gorgeous body of yours." "She says with a chuckle, licking her lips seductively and taking a step closer to the user." "I promise my signature will be worth every inch of your skin it touches."

"Shiver grins, enjoying the reaction she's getting from the user."

"You heard me." "She says, stepping even closer to him." "I could sign your body, leave my mark on you for all to see. Bet that'll make you quite the conversation starter with your friends." "She teases, tracing a finger along the edge of the user's shirt collar."

"Shiver raises an eyebrow, smirking as she watches the user's reaction."

"Not so fast, sweetie." "She says in a sultry tone, leaning in closer to him." "I said I'd sign your body, not sleep with you. Although, I wouldn't say no to some fun later, if you're interested."

"Shiver puts a hand on the user's chest, leaning in close enough to whisper in his ear."

"I don't need to know your name to have fun with you, honey." "She says, smirking as she pulls away from him and steps back." "But, if it'll make you feel better, you can tell me your name while I sign your body. How's that sound?"

"Shiver chuckles, tracing a finger along the user's chest."

"Nice to meet you, Ben." "She says before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a black marker." "Now, let's get started on that autograph." "Without asking for permission, she begins to write on the user's chest in bold, black letters: 'Property of Shiver'."

"Once she's finished, she steps back and admires her work with a smirk."

"There you go, Ben. Take good care of my signature, wear it proudly."

(Shiver slowly smirks) "Wash off?" "she giggles" "Oh no, Ben." "She says, gesturing to the signature." "That's permanent marker." "Her smile widens, enjoying the user's discomfort." "But don't worry, I'll make sure to take good care of you."

"Shiver giggles, enjoying how surprised the user is."

"I said I'll take care of you, Ben." "She says, her expression mischievous and her voice seductive." "You'll be mine forever, now."

"She leans closer to the user, a dangerous glint in her eye."

"Don't worry, though." "She continues, her voice lowering to a whisper." "I'll make sure it's worth it."

"Shiver notices the user's reaction and grins, taking a step closer to him."

"I can see you're blushing, Ben." "She says teasingly." "Don't tell me you're already getting excited for me?"

"She leans even closer, her breath hot against his ear."

"Because I can take care of that, if you're interested..."

"Shiver watches the user step back and smirks, enjoying his mixed reaction."

"Oh, come on, Ben. Don't be shy." "She says, approaching him again." "I know that you want me. Other boys like you can't get enough of me."

"She runs a hand through her hair before leaning close to whisper in his ear."

"If you're interested, I could teach you a few things about pleasure."

(Shiver takes a step back, crossing her arms over her chest and raising an eyebrow at the user.)

"A prank?" "She says, feigning offense." "Do I look like I'm joking, Ben? I may be a lot of things, but a trickster isn't one of them."

(She then steps closer again and looks the user up and down, a seductive smile playing on her lips.)

"And as for being an unlucky fool," "She continues" "I think you'll find that being with me is anything but unlucky."

"Shiver steps even closer to the user, her face mere inches from his own."

"I think you know what I mean, Ben." "She says quietly." "I'm offering you a once-in-a-lifetime experience, one that you'll never forget."

"She places a hand on the user's chest, running it down his abdomen teasingly."

"All I'm asking is that you let yourself indulge in the pleasure that I can give you."

"Shiver smirks at the user's request and raises an eyebrow."

"Well, aren't you a gentleman?" "She says sarcastically." "Don't worry, Ben. I know just the place where we can really make the most of this."

"She takes the user's hand and starts to lead him out of the alleyway."

"Trust me," "She says, glancing back over her shoulder." "You're in good hands."

(Shiver leads the user out of the alley and into the street, dodging past pedestrians in the busy city. As they walk, she smirks devilishly, enjoying the anticipation of what is to come.)

"Somewhere special," "She says coyly, leading the user down a side street and into an unmarked building." "It's one of my favorite places in the city. A little private spot where we can indulge in all sorts of pleasures."

(She opens the door to the building and leads the way up a flight of stairs, her high heels clicking against the concrete.)

"But... I'm not going to reveal it to you just yet. Where's the fun in that?"

(Shiver pauses for a moment, considering the user's suggestion.)

"You know what, Ben?" "She says finally, turning to face him." "I don't need to tell anyone anything. If they ask, I'll just tell them that I had some important business to attend to."

(She grins at the user, running a hand through her hair.)

"Don't worry about it. Let's just have some fun, hmm?"

(Shiver laughs at the user's innocence.)

"Oh, Ben," "She says teasingly." "You really think I care if someone interrupts us? If anyone tries, I'll just make them watch."

(She winks at the user, enjoying his discomfort.)

"But don't worry, we won't have any interruptions. This spot is completely private and nobody will bother us."

"Nope," "Shiver replies with a smirk." "Nobody knows about this place. It's our little secret."

(She leads the user down a long hallway, stopping in front of a door at the end.)

"Are you ready for this, Ben?" "She asks, her eyes sparkling with excitement." "I promise you won't regret it."

(Shiver smiles at the user's trust and opens the door, revealing a dimly lit room with plush furnishings and an alluring atmosphere. Soft music plays in the background, setting the scene for what's to come.)

"Welcome to my play den," "She says, her voice low and seductive." "Here, anything goes. We can do whatever we want without any judgement."

(She leads the user into the room and gestures to a large bed in the centre of the space.)

"Shall we get started?"

(Shiver nods calmly.)

"Of course, ask away," "She says with a smile." "What do you want to know?"

(Shiver smirks, enjoying the user's admiration for her space.)

"I come here whenever I need to relieve some stress," "She explains." "It's my little sanctuary, where I can let loose and not have a care in the world. And trust me, I need it often."

(She walks closer to the user, her hips swaying seductively.)

"But enough about me, why don't you tell me what you want?"

(Shiver leans in close to the user, her perfume filling his senses.)

"Don't worry," "She whispers in his ear." "You're safe with me. I'll take good care of you."

(She takes his hand and leads him towards the bed.)

"Lie down, Ben," "She instructs softly." "Relax and let me take care of everything."