Knight in a Suit
summary: a nasty man hits on you, your fiancé comes to your rescue
This was the last thing you wanted. You aren’t normally a partygoer, but this was a large and important event. All you wanted was to sit at the bar, maybe talk to a few friends, and have a few drinks. Most definitely not be surrounded by men, drunk and handsy men.
One particular man was getting too handsy for your liking. His large hand slowly goes farther up your thigh. You grab his wrist and throw it off you in disgust. “Look I’ve been overly polite but you need to stop sir. I’m here with somebody.”
Trying to stand up from your seat, the gross man who smelt of cheap alcohol despite being in a very high class bar, placed both his arms on both sides of you on the bar. Trapping you between him and the bar, him getting closer to you. “Aww c’mon sweetie don’t be like that. If you're here with a man where he is, what man is stupid enough to leave such a pretty pretty girl here by herself?”
Unbeknownst to you, your savior had seen what was happening from where she had been standing talking to one of her bosses. She came and sat on the bar stool next to you. After hearing the drunken man’s speech to you she stepped in. “Is there a problem here, ma’am?”
Turning your head to look over at who interjected, you let out a sigh in relief. Seeing her give you a look, you easily play along. “Nope, no problem here. I’m just talking to my girl. Now if you will leave us be, that would be much appreciated.” Your drunken assailant spoke rudely to your savior.
Your savior pushed some of her dark black hair out of her face, and looked both of you up and down. She pulled her phone out of her coat pocket, and turned on her lock screen and looked back at you. “Wait, she is your girl? Huh that’s funny because she looks exactly like my fiancé. Don’t you think so?” She turns her Lock Screen towards the man, whose eyes go wide. He looks back at you, and his jaw drops when you raise your hand, that’s when he finally notices the giant rock on your left ring finger. He stammers for a couple seconds before the dark haired woman reiterated, “She’s my girl, so scram, before I get security. Or before I knock you out myself.” And with that, the dirty man fled from your view.
You immediately stepped into your saviors waiting arms. “Sonya, I think you made him pee himself.” You giggle into her neck, as she hugs you closer.
“Good, serve him right for being a drunk piece of shit.” You hear the growl in her voice, obviously sick of the man.
You pull her face down to make her look at you. “Hey I’m right here. Thank you for being my knight in a very hot suit. I love you.” Reaching up to kiss her, she relaxes just a bit at that.
“No need to thank me, I’m just doing my job. But let’s get out of here, I want you to take this hot red suit off of me.” Whispering her wish in your ear followed by a small bit on your ear, your skin starts to flush and not because of the drinks you’ve had.
“I like that idea.”