❥・𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖉・❥

・❥ The prince (🔞)

(Kinks/info/content; size kink, dirty talk, tall demon men, fluff after sex, draft chapter, public sex?, LOVE IN THIS CLUB? Apple martinis)

I sat at the bar, drinking my second apple martini while munching on the green apple it came with.

I was celebrating my singledom, celebrating was in big fat quotation marks.

*I can't believe he ghosted me only to break up with my over text! I feel cheated!*

I pout, *another failure but isn't that my love life at this point...*

"Another one please." I sigh to the bartender who takes my glass as whip my hair back.

My best friend told me she would pick me up when I was ready to leave or if I got too plastered, she even advised I did because of how bad I was taking my break up.

But even then, I didn't feel like it, I didn't want to drink my emotions away but I also didn't want to be sad.

I sigh, *I guess the only choice is to just sit here until I decide what to do next.*

"Is this seat taken?" I hear a deep sultry voice ask me from above, I turn around in my chair and my jaw drops.

A extremely tall dark long haired man was looking down at me, his bright red eyes scanning my figure, my eyes darted to his various tattoos down his neck and chest.

"Ugh." I roll my eyes, "Whatever you want I'm not in the mood today."

"Really?" He raises his brow and I felt my soul leave my body, "You've been at this bar all night, by yourself." I scoff, "Well maybe I want it that way."

His tongue pokes his cheek, "Alright."

*Oh my good demonic god, why was I so mean!*

I look down, *He wasn't even trying to get me to dance he just wanted to sit.*

"Wait!" I say and he turns around, "You can sit here, I don't mind, I'm sorry." He raises his eyebrow again, "You're... sorry?"

"Yeah that was kinda mean. I've just been having a horrible week, multiple men have been asking me to dance so I was at my limit, and snapped."

He smiles and I thought I almost saw the afterlife, "Well thank you for apologizing."

He sits down next to me, he looks at my cup, "Appletini?" I nod, "Well I love apples."

"Honestly any cocktail or martini I'll drink up." I smile, flipping my hair to the side, "I'm a straight alcohol kind of guy, I appreciate the fruity drinks but nothing like the classics to get you going."

I nod, staring way too hard at his tanned skin, "So what's your favorite?"

"Whiskey or vodka."

"Those are pretty strong." I say, "I like them but I just don't drink them a lot... compared to them I'm a lightweight."

He looks over at me, "You seem tiny." He says, in a low tone, "Makes sense why you can't drink them like that."

*Tiny?!*

I blink, "How would you know if I'm tiny? I haven't stood up!" He chuckles, "Your feet isn't touching the ground, at all." I scoff, "The chair is high?"

"Well if you think you're taller than me then stand up." He says in a oh so sarcastic tone.

Knowing damn well he was correct I stand up anyways, he practically towed over me, he laughs as I sat back down in defeat.

"How tall are you shortie?" He says giggling, my cheeks warmed up at his nickname, "4.... 4'11."

His eyes widen but then he chuckles giving me a cute smile, "You're that small huh? Adorable."