#sugar daddy!könig

[tacticalprincess]

sugar daddy!könig who pays for your nails because he likes the way your polished hands look struggling to wrap around his girth. something about the juxtaposition between how pristine they are in comparison to his meaty, veiny dick drives him insane. immediately comes inside you when you dig them into his broad back, knowing hes gonna feel the sting of it for days after. wears the marks on his back like a badge and doesn’t hesitate to make you redraw them when they start to disappear.

[konigsblog]

Older-boyfriend!König who people mistake as your father. Every time it happens, König's cheeks flush a pretty pink and he has to look away from your loving eyes. He can't hide the obvious effect it has on him. It feeds into his unhealthy obsession with being called ‘daddy’.

Older-boyfriend!König who is nothing but a freakish, pathetic outcast to most. He's only ever been in one relationship before you, which ended pretty quickly because of how awkward, socially anxious, and creepy he was. He's ridiculously overprotective when it comes to those he loves, and he does his best to protect you from all danger, even if that means guilt tripping you into staying inside for an entire weekend and ordering food to your house, so that you're protected by König and beneath his watchful gaze.

Older-boyfriend!König who loves training and teaching you. To say that König can become kinky is an total understatement. He has quite a few fetishes, some that he fantasies of trying out on you. The thought of putting a collar (with his name embroidered and stitched on the front, of course...) around your neck and training your little throat leaves him with an aching boner that can only be soothed with your lips or slick, dripping pussy. König is inexperienced when it comes to actually having sex, but he knows all the right things to say to get you squirming and moaning out.

[obsessivelullabies]

⎯ yandere sugar daddy könig.

pairing : könig x fem!reader.

tags : fluff, yandere behavior, yandere headcanons, könig x reader, sugar daddy, sugar baby, sugar daddy könig, yandere könig.

prompt : you're a broke college student, you sign up for a sugar daddy website, hoping for a quick coin. however, what you find is an obsessive older man who's willing to provide you with everything you could possibly need.

warnings : daddy kink, yandere behaviors, smut [at the end], size kink, praise kink, breeding kink.

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⎯⎯ college wasn't exactly the best time in your life, you didn't have your parents support, you were working a dead end job with barely enough money to feed yourself. it wasn't until your friend recommended this sugar daddy website did things look up.

⎯⎯ you were contacted by an austrian man who called himself könig. he explained he was a colonel in the military, but he couldn't tell you much else. you would see him when he was home from his deployments. he explained all this over texting, along with his social anxiety problems. you sympathized with him. you had only seen one photo of his face, yet he seemed handsome. he had long hair and a scarred face.

⎯⎯ finally, you agreed to meet könig in person over dinner at a fancy restaurant. you could tell he was anxious to just be around you, considering how he fidgeted throughout almost the whole meal as you two went over the agreement of your arrangement. you were shocked by his height as well, he was 208 cm/6'10, which really stuck out. you decided to not mention it to him.

⎯⎯ he convinced you to only see him, saying he'd pay you enough so you only needed to see him, which slightly relived you. you were to always answer his texts and calls as soon as possible, he'd give you an allowance and similar rules were all agreed upon.

⎯⎯ whenever könig was home, you spent a lot of time with him. he seemed to love having you around, always taking you out shopping, out for meals, having you at his home. you had him wrapped around your finger.

you had just returned from a shopping trip with könig, he set down all the bags of clothes and jewelry he had bought you on the counter. you spent a lot of time at his house, which was stunningly large, despite him living alone.

with a smile on your face, you lead him over to the couch, playfully making him sit down. you straddled him, covering his face with kisses, "thank you, daddy." you cooed sweetly to him. you finally kissed his lips, which he hungrily returned.

"anything for you, liebling.." he whispered, wrapping his arms around you, bringing your body closer to him. you gave his jawline a final kiss before wrapping your arms around his neck and cuddling into him.

könig rested his chin ontop of your head, rubbing circles on your back. he tightened his grip on you. you spent a lot of time in the prison of his arms, könig seemed to love holding you, having your body close to his.

⎯⎯ when könig was off on deployment, he would call and text you as much as he could. every free moment he had was spent focused on you. he got angry with you if you didn't answer in a few minutes or less, accusing you of seeing someone else. to which, you'd have to spend hours on a phone call soothing him and his worries.

when you finally picked up your phone, you were met with an irritated sounding könig, "where the fuck have you been?" he hissed.

you took a deep breath, not wanting to react rudely to him. "i was in class, i'm sorry, i just got back to my dorm." your tone was honeyed for him.

his tone didn't soften at all as he replied almost childishly. "it shouldn't have taken you so long, were you with someone?" you understood what he meant. he always assumed you were breaking the rules of your agreement or 'cheating' on him.

you kept your sweet tone, "of course not, daddy.." you pouted. "i've missed you too much, i don't want anyone else. i just want you." you knew exactly what to say. he had done this multiple times.

könig finally softened. "i see.. i've missed you too.. i want to feel you again, i want to kiss you again.." you could feel a hint of sadness in his tone.

"mm, i miss you more! you'll be back next week, right?" you cooed.

könig responded, sounding much happier than before. "ja, will you send me more photos of you, baby? i miss your face.."

you giggled, "of course, daddy." he seemed pleased with that. you spent the next hour and a half on the phone with him, listening to him talk about his day, and telling him about yours.

⎯⎯ the more time you two were together, the more attached könig became. he needed more of you, he wanted all of you. könig would constantly encourage you to blow others off to spend time with him. a few months into your relationship, you had lost ties with most of your outer circle of friends, barely having any time to spare.

⎯⎯ after ten months, he was encouraging you to drop out of college. who needed a silly degree when daddy could take care of you? he wanted you to move in with him. he promised he would take care of your every need and lavish you with affection and gifts.

⎯⎯ during this time, könig got much more affectionate and needy. he became infatuated with you entirely. you were his everything, he made himself the most important thing in your life. könig made sure you had the least amount of time for friends or family as possible.

⎯⎯ now, you spent almost every day and night at his house. the only exceptions were your classes and time you set aside for homework. he always scoffed and whined when you said you had to leave, doing anything to make you stay.

right now, you had a scheduled class. you were supposed to be ten minutes into that class, yet here you were, in könig’s bed, laying underneath him, biting back tears.

“daddy,” you whimpered through your heavy breaths, “it’s not gonna fit!”

könig rubbed circles on your swollen clit as you said this. “shh, schatz, i’ll make it fit. just lay back and relax for daddy, ok?” he reassured, kissing your forehead softly.

you took deep breaths as he slowly jammed his cock into you, your body began to tremble. you let out cries, clawing könig’s back. no matter how much foreplay you got in, you always struggled to take könig’s entire length.

as he fit it all in, he gave you a small kiss. “see, liebling? it’s all in.”

you swallowed hard, nodding slowly. his large hands were gripping your hips as he began to gently thrust into you. you moaned, his thick cock was too much.

“fuck.. you feel so good, schatz.. so tight..” he whispered, quickly speeding up despite your cry of panic.

the sounds of skin slapping echoed in the room as he pounded into you, your cunt crying from the abuse. you dug your nails into his back, now starting to feel a pleasant knot in your belly. you gasped, your back arching into the bed.

“all mine,” he said breathlessly. his grip on your hips tightened as he continued using you like you were his personal fucktoy. “you’re all mine.”

he sped up, much to your own pleasure, the pain had subsided as you moaned and babbled out praise for him, your legs wrapped around him.

you neared your climax, your whole body trembling. “daddy—‘m gonna cum..” you said through your moans, your body clinging to his.

könig kissed you sweetly, despite his animalistic pace. “such a good girl, schatz. cum for me, cum on my cock,” he groaned. your walls clenched around him as you dissolved into your pleasure, tears leaking out onto your cheeks.

as you came, he kept up his unforgiving pace, he let out groans of contentment. he wiped the tears off your cheeks before kissing you softly through your mutual cries of pleasure.

as he continued, he whispered sweet nothings to you until he reached his climax. “‘m gonna pump you full of my cum, alright, engel?” he kissed you passionately, continuing to ram his cock into you. “be a good girl and take all of it, understood?” you couldn’t murmur a response, too fucked dumb from his pounding.

soon, könig came inside you, painting your walls white. he fucked his hot cum into you before finally stopping. after a moment of making sure you took the majority of his cum, he slid his cock out.

könig kissed your forehead sweetly, tucking you into bed and quickly wrapping his arms around you. he lavished kisses all over your neck and shoulders.

“this was better than your class, right, liebling?”

masterlist.

[50cal-fullauto-astarion]

[throws up] but yeah I love the divorced true love trope, so in this esssay Rivka and König will—

[gremlingottoosilly]

Can we get some Sugar Daddy König X Sugar Baby Bimbo!reader that actually is a little oblivious to the fact she is a sugar baby, "oh the colonel? He's just a fwb who likes to pay for dinner and buy me expensive gifts that's all, he's just like really nice"

Konig really doesn't know where to put his money. He bought a house, a car, and a collection of guns that already go over legal limits. He was thinking about buying a second house somewhere warm, but then he thinks about having to take care of that property too, and his head starts to hurt. He wants to put his money into something nice - he has investments, usually something that Hutch is telling him to invest too because he knows more about tech and crypto and other useless stuff. And the colonel still has a huge chunk of money lying around every month. He didn't even notice that he started to pay for your...everything, at first. Even when you were just friends, you were playing this perfect little game of him bringing you money and you never taking your wallet out of the bag. He likes to spoil you. Gifts, food, new clothes - he doesn't knows anything about clothing brands and expensive gadgets, but you start to chirp about wanting new heaphones or a brand of lip gloss that is sooo trendt eight now, and he likes to listen to you speak. Maybe he is playing his old-school fantasy of having a hot, popular girl actually talk to him instead of bullying and yelling. Maybe he is trying to compensate for his lack of female attention. Maybe he is trying to buy you. He knows that you aren't using him because, by god, your pretty little head is too empty to conjure such a scheme. You're always so surprised when he brings you gifts, and you thank him so cheerfully. Bouncing on his cock like a good girl, not because he is asking you to, but because you really just want to cheer him on. Sucking his cock and spreading that expensive lip gloss all over because he is such a cool dude, much better than your friend's boyfriends. Your friends are so jealous about you having such a great sugar daddy, but you don't even realize that Konig is one. Honestly, if you weren't the one initiating sex, he probably wouldn't even ask you to. He brings you gifts and pops a boner whenever you hug him, and then you get sad because he is lonely and rich and so so miserable, you'll just straddle his hips and ride him until you both see stars. He never asked you to have sex in exchange for gifts. You just...like to accept them. And you like sex. Konig simply likes you too.

[yawnderu]

Thinking about Sugar Daddy!König...♡

A much older man who has way too much money to spare, paying for everything you could ever want in exchange for going on dates with you.

He loves dressing you up like his pretty doll, role-playing as his lovely trophy wife even when you're not even a couple. The pride he feels at seeing your happy smile when he brings you presents or takes you shopping can't be topped.

“So pretty, meine Puppe...” König drags out, caressing your cheek with the back of his hand, the other one helping him press his needy tip against your entrance, teasingly rubbing against you.

"Such a good girl." He praises in a soft voice, rubbing your hardened nub over and over, his precum mixing in with your wetness. His masked nose presses against your cheek, nuzzling it delicately as he looks down at you like a predator ready to pounce on its prey.

“And you know what good girls get, ja?” He leans in closer, his voice low and husky.

“They get rewarded.” With a swift thrust, he slams his hips against yours, filling you completely. Your pretty whines and moans do nothing but fuel his desire, giving you a few seconds before he's pounding into you, his meaty thighs slamming against your plump ass.

“Good fucking sex doll.” Each word is punctuated by a deep thrust, making your back arch, letting him fuck into you harder.

“You're so big—” He grunts at the sound of your needy voice, relishing in the mix of pain and pleasure that his huge cock gives you. His thrusts become faster and harder, his grip on your hips tightening, leaving marks that will remind you who you truly belong to.

“Yeah?” You manage to give him a lethargic nod, feeding into his already big ego. His hand comes up only to slap your ass, pounding into you faster as he sees it jiggle.

With a feral hunger in his eyes, he pushes you off his cock, letting your body fall limp in bed, sopping cunt clenching around nothing. Masked lips start to plant needy kisses all over your naked back, his cock teasing your puckered hole, waiting for any resistance— only to feel you arching your body into his touch.

“Filthy girl.” The words are demeaning, yet nothing can erase the affection bleeding into his tone. The room becomes a scene of carnal intensity as König thrusts into your ass, his movements gentle despite how tight your ass is.

He gives you enough time to get used to his size, his thrusts growing more primal, his pace quickening up as every single inch of his cock rams into you, rubbing against your sensitive walls.

König's need for release builds up again, his climax approaching with fierce intensity. With a final, deep thrust, he shoots ropes of thick, hot cum right into your ass, claiming you as his. His breath is ragged as he tries to recover, slowly withdrawing from you, baby blue eyes fixed on the scene in front of him— your gaping ass, leaking with his cum.

He lays down next to you, warm hand running up and down your naked back soothingly until it goes back down to your ass, rubbing the leaking cum all over your needy, wet pussy.

[sweet-as-an-angel]

Modern Warfare AI Masterlist

Your gateway to visiting your favourite characters anytime you desire ^^ !

Ghost

Yandere Ghost [Character. AI] | Mysterious, Brooding, Obsessive, Quiet, Protective

Zombie Ghost [Character. AI] | Deadly, Dominant, Primal, Territorial, Silent

Sugar Daddy Ghost [Character. AI] Rich, Mysterious, Brooding, Controlling, Lonely

DILF Ghost [Character. AI] | Solitary, Grizzled, Intimidating, Dominant, Untrusting

Gladiator Ghost [Character. AI] | Possessive, Dominant, Deadly, Obsessed

König

Tentacle Monster König [Character. AI] | Elusive, Possessive, Seductive, Dominant

Zombie König [Character. AI] | Primal, Dominant, Protective, Monstrous, Yours

Yandere König [Character. AI] | Obsessive, Jealous, Loving, Possessive

Sugar Daddy König [Character. AI] | Promiscuous, Caring, Territorial, Intelligent, Reserved

Bodyguard König [Character. AI] | Dominant, Protective, Territorial, Possessive

Valeria

Yandere Valeria [Character. AI] | Dominant, Intimidating, Seductive, Cartel Mommy

Price

Father's Friend Price [Character. AI] | Experienced, Forbidden, Secretive, Intelligent, Militant

Yandere John Price [Character. AI] | Confident, Intelligent, Experienced, Secretive, Dangerous

More coming soon !

Call of Duty: Modern Warfare Call of Duty: Modern Warfare [Continued Masterlist]

[lxvvie]

Call of Duty, Father's Day edition:

Just fatherly things, or how you honor the men in your life on this special day.

Capt. John Price - Price never asks for much, just your safety and happiness, but the kids wanted to give him presents for Father's Day, so you do. A new hat that looks like all the others but more expensive, a new mug for his tea, and kisses galore on his chonky cheeks. What more could the Cap'n ask for?

Gaz - Kyle just wants to hold his family in his arms, so he does. He didn't think he'd make it back in time to be here with you guys but he did and he's so damn happy. Now he and the little ones can get caught up on the latest gossip.

Alex Keller - It's not too often that he gets to do this. You all enjoyed his favorite breakfast with him: a bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch. It's worth the sugar rush you know Keller and the kids will experience afterward.

Soap - Soap's been meaning to help his girls with their cheer practice so you honor him by... letting him be the bottom of the pyramid. With his cheer uniform on. And Whiskey keeps licking his face. You took a photo and he'll never live it down. The wee ones laugh every time.

Ghost - The Missus™ achieves his dream of sleeping in today with his girls right beside him. There's Simon, his big arm wrapped around his kids who're cuddled up against him, and Pup by his feet sleeping peacefully. He'll wake up to a wonderful gift courtesy of his girls: a pink shirt that says Princess Daddy in glittery letters across the chest, and it's adorned with a tiara, too? Missus Princess Daddy™ is life, Simon. You cannot escape it lmao.

Alejandro - Alejandro wakes up to his kids tackle-hugging him in bed. There's breakfast and a card with heartfelt messages on it. They're very proud of their papa for everything he does and continues to do for them. Oh, and he's about to be a papa again. Best Father's Day gift ever, amirite? Congrats, Alejo!

Rudy - Oh, you let the mother hen rest today. Rudy loves to pamper and cater to his family but now it's his turn to be pampered and catered to. The house? Clean. Dinner? Cooking. Kids? Loving on Rudy. All is as it should be.

König - The kiddo's Father's Day gift has been pranking König something fierce all day and all you can do is shake your head in faux exasperation and revel in the gremlin laughter (from both of them) echoing throughout the house. You'll have his favorite meal for dinner.

Horangi - Today, Horangi is being honored by his kid beating him in card games. Repeatedly. And Horangi trying to figure out how and why this is happening lmao.

Graves - Graves is also pretty content with his lot in life. You and Boss Baby Graves give him a gift card to a spa he's been wanting to try. And then you get his ass by having some of the men from Shadow Company call and wish him a Happy Father's Day and call him Dad. Real cute, darlin'.

[tacticalprincess]

So is it okay to ask for sugar daddy! Konig spoiling ditzy!reader on a huge shopping spree? NSFW or sfw, I'd love it anyway!! Btw love your blog

dragging him from store to store with his hand rooted on the small of your back to keep you from getting ahead of yourself, it’s as if he’s on autopilot as he swipes his card without a moment of hesitation. he would’ve just handed it to you by now if it weren’t for the fact that you’re a little clueless and irresponsible, would probably set it down next to a cute skirt that catches your attention and forget all about it. you’re racking his arms up with bags like he’s a luggage trolley while he noncommittally hums when you ask his opinion and lets you kiss his cheeks as a thank you after every purchase. both of you completely oblivious to the knowing glances cast in your direction from the retail workers and girls your age for entirely different reasons.

he attempts to shield you and pushes you back into your fitting room when you walk out to model some skimpy underwear for him, giving everyone waiting a generous eyeful. they’re quickly adverted when they’re met with his sharp gaze though.

[disgustingtwitches]

MDNI

"Told him go put my name on his account

because when I need money, I ain't tryna wait"

Sugar daddy!König x stripper reader. First time you met at the stripclub, he was so nervous to talk to you that he didn't know what to do with himself. He was dressed in a button up and slacks, perfectly tailored to his long limbs and not a wrinkle in sight. He just kept handing you 20s every couple of minutes while you talked to him, sitting on his thigh. You just kept rambling on and on about the newest outfits you've bought and your skincare routine. His jaw was clenched hard while he focused on listening to you, trying to ignore his painfully hard dick tucked up into his waistband. It made him feel so special when you gave him your number. Of course it was a fake number you gave every customer so you can let them know when you're coming to work. But he didn't know any better. He lost it when he got a text from you the following week,

"Working today! Come see me?❤️"

He didn't know you were just clicking through the list of customers on your texting app and sending the same message. He got at the club two hours before you even stepped into the changing room. He'd awkwardly shoo away other dancers away saying he was waiting for you. It was the same thing every time you worked; sitting on his thigh talking about frivolous things while he handed you 20s. He didn't even get a lap dance from you until a solid two months of coming to the club. And when it finally did happen, you could see the deep shade of red his face turned even in the dim lights. He didn't even properly say goodbye before leaving the club. Practically sprinted to his car, desperately undid his slacks and aggressively fucked his fist in the parking lot. Every detail of you vividly emblazoned in his mind despite how dark it was. Slammed his hand down his aching shaft repeatedly, imagining it was your perfect ass bouncing up and down on him. Wondered if your skin tasted as good as it smelled. He spills a hot thick load on his button up, whimpering. Staring at the ceiling of his car; he's thankful for the tinted windows on his Range Rover.

As the months went on, he would bring gifts to the club; watches, earrings, bags, even skincare products that you brought up when you first met. Your coworkers oohed and ahhed, talked about how lucky you are to have such a hot guy be your top client. How it was even better that he barely talked.

One day he timidly asks for your real name before handing you a fat stack of 20s, promising he'll keep it a secret. You were gonna tell him either way, but the money didn't hurt. You even gave him your real number. You already liked him, you were just afraid to complicate things. He promised he would keep it simple. Just let him take care of you: How could you say no?

So you went on your first date together. Met up right outside the restaurant. Both of you got a better look at each other now that you weren't in a dark club, it was so weird seeing him for the first time while not wearing a skimpy bikini. You still had the same effect on him though: the dress you wore made him so hot under the collar, he could melt right then and there. Also, he was used to you being...taller? It was probably the impossibly tall shoes you donned at work. But there you were, in normal heels (even they were high, though). He still towered over your either way. He was somehow even hotter in this light, subtle scars across his face and sleepy eyes that were accentuated by annoyingly long lashes.

You were the only people in the restaurant which was unexpected because of how popular it was. (He had bought the whole place out, of course. He just couldn't imagine being distracted by other people while trying to impress you on your first real date.) As usual, he smiled when you touched his arm or laughed at your own joke. As usual, you were the one leading the conversation. As usual, he only spoke when you asked him a question.

At the end of the date, instead of calling a cab to take you home; you asked him to drive you. Then you asked him to walk you up to your place. Then you asked him to come in for tea. Then you asked him to rail you over the kitchen island. He turned a darling shade of pink that made you giggle.

"We don't have to do this if you don't want to..."

He stood awkwardly in your kitchen, shifting uncomfortably.

"No, I really want this. I promise."

You assured him, stepping closer and wrapping your arms around his neck. He swallowed hard, and blinked. He felt so guilty because he didn't want to take advantage of you. But God did he want you in a way that was downright wicked. You tugged at his collar and kissed him as he was in the middle of fighting with himself. Your lips were so soft, the softest things he ever kissed. God was it divine.

In the blink of an eye, you were leaning your elbows on the counter with your legs open. Of course he wanted get waterboard by your pussy first but you looked too fucking good bent over in that dress that hugged your curves so well. The way your heels have you standing on the balls of your feet, accentuating your legs and making your ass stick out, he was literally drooling. He slid your dress up and moaned when he saw how soaked you were. Pussy so fat it almost ate up the small thong you were wearing. He gently slid it to the side and got weak in the knees seeing your pretty lips for the first time. He quickly undid his pants, giving himself a couple tugs enjoying the way you swayed your hips. He teased his way inside, swiping his tip through your slick to lube himself up. Almost came right when he stuck his thick tip in. He didn't even slide himself all the way in; afraid to hurt you, no matter how much you begged. It took everything in him to not release until you did. He grit his teeth so hard trying to control himself he gave himself a headache. He made the sweetest moans and whimpers.

"Mein Engel, mein Engel~"

He'd repeat. It was honestly the most noise you've ever heard come from this man. He was obsessed with the way you gripped him. You looked back right into his eyes and begged for him to give you every last inch. He couldn't help himself, he slammed his hips against your ass. Knocked the wind right out of you. His fingers dug into your hips as he lost control of himself; repeatedly digging into you with his fat shaft. Every pump was a bruising kiss to your cervix. It hurt. It was heavenly. Your legs started shaking so bad your knees gave out and he held you up by the hips, just lifting you enough to make your stand on your tiptoes. Fucked you right through your orgasm; he held off for this long, might as well make the most of it. Every pump after that just sent you more into a stupor until he finished inside you, you didn't even realize you were begging for him to do that. Just dick drunk and hypnotized.

You didn't take the cash he offered before he walked out, that would make this whole moment feel transactional, cheapen the moment. You weren't having sex with him because he gave you money. You were having sex with him because you liked him, because he took care of you. And you wanted to take care of him. Oh and you knew after having sex he'd probably give you every cent in his pocket anyway.

As you closed the door you squealed to yourself , God how did you get so lucky? You were just happy wanted to get off to the real thing after touching yourself for months to the thought of him. To be honest, you've wanting to fuck him since you first met him. Saw his hard dick the very first time you were sitting on his thigh.

He paid you to take a day off, then a week off, then a monthly allowance. You quit to just get taken care by him. Never saw a bill, he just paid for it. Gave you enough money to feel secure if you ever split up. He made you an authorized user on his credit card so you could build your credit. Even with the age gap, you looked like a perfect couple walking down the street arm in arm.

Might do a more nasty part 2 LMAO

[konigsblog]

ORLA HOW DARE YOU SEND ME THAT SUGAR DADDY!KÖNIG REQUEST!?!?!? I AM ROLLING IN MY GRAVE RIGHT NOW 😵‍💫😳

I need therapy after writing it, or maybe a new underwears.... 😮‍💨

HAHAHA 😭😭 you CANNOT convince this man WOULDN'T be sugar daddy, buying you expensive gifts and luxurious presents, hoping that you'll stay with him and tend to his depraved, horny needs.

könig absolutely needs his sugar baby; he's attached and feels tense without you. he yearns for your comfort and love every day, and he's desperate for your attention, unable to control his jealousy, envy, and bitterness when a younger, more attractive male begins talking to you. he'll guilt-trip you once home from the bar, tears running down his flushed face after having too much to drink, offering to ride him with the hope that he'll feel better. it's all an act so that you'll sympathise with him and take care of his painfully hard boner. :(

he's pretty much paying you for your affection, time, and adoration. he's getting older and fears an eternity of loneliness every day. you're the perfect solution for his anxiety, jerking him off to soothe his anxieties underneath the dining table at a restaurant after the waiter hits on you.

könig feels humiliated and embarrassed that he's become so desperate and pathetic, to the point where he has to pay women to stay with him. most women don't deal with könig despite his offer to pay them because of his outbursts and manipulative, obsessive behaviour. 

[bunnys-kisses]

bunny's bakery orders - masterlist

updated: 08-17-24

hey, this is an attempt to make a masterlist of my works, i'm starting with my bakery series (since it is a smaller body of work)! these will be updated as more requests get filled! please note that all the works are smutty in content, so please read warnings and tags!

if you love these orders, feel free to read the submission post and order your own! i love the ones i've received so far and i can't wait to work on them! so please, submit all you want!

order up!

❀ call of duty ❀

phillip graves: berry trifle ("wrong. try again.") + champagne (sugar daddy situation)

simon 'ghost' riley: chocolate chip cookies ("you're beautiful when you smile, but you're the prettiest when my cock is in your throat") + bubble tea (daddy kink)

könig: croissant ("i wonder if your father knows what happens during the off hours. if he knows you're here with me.") + crepe ("pretty girl.") + mille-feuille (“that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”) + champagne (sugar daddy)

john price: mille-feuille (“that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”) + mocha coffee (breeding kink)

simon 'ghost' riley: s'more ("The accent gets to you, doesn't it?") + chocolate milk (tenderness) + champagne (sugar daddy au)

john price: s'mores ("The accent gets to you, doesn't it?") + milkshakes (size kink)

simon 'ghost' riley: pound cake with strawberries ("you know i hate going over rules, but just because i like seeing you embarrassed, i'll tell you them again.") + bubble tea (daddy kink)

❀ formula one ❀

max verstappen: mill-feuille (“that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”) + vodka shot (rough sex)

max verstappen: banana bread ("i'm going to fuck that sweet pussy of yours until the only word your little brain can form is my name.") + croissant ("i wonder if your father knows what happens during the off hours. if he knows you're here with me.") + hard lemonade (possessive behaviour)

lando norris: vanilla cheesecake ("where are your manners?") + tea (semi-public/public sex)

lando norris: mille-feuille (“that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”) + hard lemonade (possessive behaviour)

lando norris: carrot cake ("swallow it. all of it.") + chocolate chip cookie ("you're beautiful when you smile, but you're the prettiest when my cock is in your throat") + custard tarts ("i've never done this before.") + mocha coffee (breeding kink) + espresso shot (dirty talking)

carlos sainz jr: banana bread ("i'm going to fuck that sweet pussy of yours until the only word your little brain can form is my name.") + nanaimo bars ("who's my pretty girl? c'mon say it.") + coffee (rivals) + vodka shot (rough sex)

fernando alonso: blueberry muffin ("i don't think it'll fit.") + mocha coffee (breeding kink)

carlos sainz jr: mille-feuille (“that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”) + coffee (rivals) + shot of vodka (rough sex)

oscar piastri: berry trifle ('wrong, try again') + coffee (rivals)

lando norris: blueberry muffins ("i don't think it'll fit.") + hard lemonade (possessive behaviour)

max verstappen: apple pie ("now be good and beg. thank you.") + coffee (rivals au) + on the house/vanilla cheesecake ("where are your manners?")

lestappen: butter tart ("let's ruin ourselves for anyone else.") + coffee (rivals au) + on the house (aftercare

lewis hamilton: lemon slice ("i'm sorry, what was that? i can’t hear you over all that noise you’re making.") + coffee (rivals)

lando norris: butter tart ("let's ruin ourselves for anyone else.") + milkshake (size kink)

max verstappen: nanaimo bar ("who's my pretty girl? c'mon say it.") + tiramisu (“my little slut to ruin.”) + bubble tea (daddy kink)

max verstappen: scones ("but what if they see us!") + hard lemonade (possessive behaviour)

carlos sainz jr: sourdough bread ("i'm going to breed you.") + mocha coffee (breeding kink) + pine colada (pregnancy) + hard lemonade (possessive behavior)

toto wolff: chocolate cake ("do you feel that? that's what happens when i think about you all day.") + champagne (sugar daddy au)

max verstappen: sourdough bread ("i'm going to breed you.") + coffee (rivals au)

daniel ricciardo: chocolate cake ("do you feel that? that's what happens when i think about you all day.") + pina colada (pregnancy)

lewis hamilton: croissant ("i wonder if your father knows what happens during the off hours. if he knows you're here with me.") + root beer (filming/recording) + on the house (choice:size kink)

max verstappen: profiteroles: ("come away with me. for a week, together. anywhere you want, we'll go.") + champagne (sugar daddy au)

alex albon: mille-feuille ("that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.") + tiramisu ("my little slut to ruin.") + coffee (rivals) + glass of water (aftercare)

oscar piastri: crepe ("pretty girl") + mocha coffee (breeding kink)

max verstappen: profiteroles ("come away with me. for a week, together. anywhere you want, we'll go.") + honey cruller ("i forget how small you are sometimes.") + hard lemonade (possessive behavior)

lance stroll: lemon slice ("i'm sorry, what was that? i can’t hear you over all that noise you’re making.") + coffee (rivals au)

max verstappen: banana bread ("i'm going to fuck that sweet pussy of yours until the only word your little brain can form is my name.") + hard lemonade (possessive behaviour)

carlos sainz jr: carrot cake ("swallow it. all of it.") + tiramisu (“my little slut to ruin.”) + shot of vodka (rough sex)

lando norris: tiramisu ("my little slut to ruin") + champagne (sugar daddy au)

logan sargeant: banana and chocolate muffins ("i'm only doing this because you need to learn how to behave, rules are rules, and you need to follow them.") + on the house (choice: mafia au)

max verstappen: french toast ("you're trying to make me jealous!") + vodka (rough sex) + martini (mafia au)

lewis hamilton: chocolate cake ("do you feel that? that's what happens when i think about you all day.") + s'mores ("The accent gets to you, doesn't it?) + on the house: champagne (sugar daddy au)

max verstappen: lemon slice ("i'm sorry, what was that? i can’t hear you over all that noise you’re making.) + root beer (filming/recording) + iced tea (accidentally launching relationship)

lewis hamilton: blueberry muffins ("i don't think it'll fit.") + crepe ("pretty girl.") + on the house: juice (cockwarming)

lando norris: brownies ("you're so much more agreeable when you have something to occupy that mouth of yours.") + martini (mafia au)

lando norris: sourdough bread ("i'm going to breed you.") + martini (mafia au)

carlos sainz jr: chocolate cake ("do you feel that? that's what happens when i think about you all day.") + honey cruller ("i forget how small you are sometimes.") + espresso shot (dirty talking)

kimi rakkionen: berry trifle ("wrong. try again.") + s'more ("the accent gets to you. doesn't it?") + root beer (filming/recording)

max verstappen: cinnamon rolls ("no one needs to know.") + tea (semi-public sex) + coffee (rivals au)

jenson button: chocolate cake ("do you feel that? that's what happens when i think about you all day.") + whisky (degrading language)

oscar piastri: milkshake (size kink)

max verstappen: scones ("but what if they see us!) + juice (cockwarming)

toto wolff: banana and chocolate muffins ("i'm only doing this because you need to learn how to behave, rules are rules, and you need to follow them.") + whisky (degrading language)

charles leclerc: profiteroles ("come away with me. for a week, together. anywhere you want, we'll go.") + martini (mafia au) + juice (cockwarming)

lewis hamilton: churros ("if you don't shut that little mouth of yours, i will stuff it full. okay?") + martini (mafia au) + glass of water (aftercare)

toto wolff: croissant ("i wonder if your father knows what happens during the off hours. if he knows you're here with me.") + banana bread ("i'm going to fuck that sweet pussy of yours until the only word your little brain can form is my name.") + vodka shot (rough sex)

daniel ricciardo: blueberry muffin ("i don't think it'll fit.") + espresso shot (dirty talking) + vodka shot (rough sex)

oscar piastri: blueberry muffin ("i don't think it'll fit.") + milkshake (size kink)

max verstappen: vanilla cheesecake ("where are your manners?") + champagne (sugar daddy au) + root beer (filming/recording)

max verstappen: nanaimo bars ("who's my pretty girl? c'mon say it.") + martini (mafia au) + glass of water (aftercare)

carlos sainz jr: chocolate chip cookie ("you're beautiful when you smile, but you're the prettiest when my cock is in your throat") + root beer (filming/recording)

toto wolff: vanilla cheesecake ("where are your manners?") + berry trifle ("wrong. try again.") + bubble tea (daddy kink) + milkshake (size kink)

fernando alonso: croissant ("i wonder if your father knows what happens during the off hours. if he knows you're here with me.") + mocha coffee (breeding kink) + champagne (sugar daddy au)

charles leclerc: chocolate cake ("do you feel that? that's what happens when i think about you all day.") + berry trifle ("wrong. try again.") + on the house: coconut water (alternate universe - university au)

[starstruckmiraclekitty]

Hear me out.....pretty...pretty Please, some general fluff headcannons for 141 and Konig?! I'm desperate for some fluff. Stuff like how soft they r how they r at home, kisses that sort of thing? Id die of happiness if u did!!!!!?????

141 + König General Fluff Headcannons

Warnings: fluff🩷, mild NSFW references

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Simon Ghost Riley-

It takes him a while to open up to you, but once he does? He's yours forever.

He is more of a listener than a talker, and he is damn good at listening

You always have to be within his line of sight. He always wants to make sure you're safe.

Definitely gets up before you in the mornings and loves to wake you up with coffee

Not big on PDA, but he doesn't mind holding your hand out in public.

Doesn't say I love you often, but when he does, it turns your whole world on an axis

Says no to a getting a dog at first, but when you finally get him to say yes? The dog is that man's best friend.

He's not a very good cook when you first get together, but he teaches himself in secret one year to surprise you on your birthday by making you your favorite meal. (Your heart nearly melted at the proud smile on his face when he told you he made it)

This man is loyal as hell. You will NEVER catch him looking anyway at anyone the way he looks at you. No person's beauty in his mind will ever compare to yours

Loves going for long car rides with you. Weekend trips, day trips, whatever works for him. Will ALWAYS have his hand resting on your thigh

He developed a ritual with you, where he will wear one of his hoodies for a few days straight so it smells like him when he goes on deployments

Secretly loves when you wear his dog tags. It's a kink of his he won't voice out loud

Loves to spoon you in bed. Very rarely will he not be holding you, or touching you in some way when he sleeps

Takes him a while, but he'll start to look forward to holidays with your family. They welcome him with open arms, and for the first time in a long time, Simon feels like he has a true family who loves him

John Price-

Loves to hear about your day. First thing he asks you when you come home after work is how was your day? And this man GENUINELY listens

Loves to spoil you. Man gives inadvertent sugar daddy vibes. You even hint at something you like or want? He will get it for you

Huge on spontaneous dinner dates. Loves to come home randomly and tell you he's taking you for a night out

Literally has the hardest time saying no to you. For ANYTHING.

He tries to act all tough, but this man is so whipped for you

Loves when you rest your feet in his lap on the couch, as he loves to massage them for you after a long day

Fight me, but this man loves to take baths with you. He loves to relax in the hot water, with you against his chest. He can literally fall asleep like this

Always insists on paying when you go out to eat. Never, ever let's you foot the bill (if you pout enough, he may let you, but will feel bad about it afterward)

Will watch any TV show you want. He says he hates romantic dramas, but he's just as invested as you are

Kisses with him are always longing, and always want you leaving more

Man is a Valentines Day legend. Flowers, chocolates, jewelry, fancy dinners THE WORKS

Johnny Soap MacTavish-

An amazingly fun boyfriend to have.

Johnny always wants to do something fun, go somewhere fun

He's surprisingly amazing at giving massages

Doesn't mind PDA, he'll randomly kiss you in public, hug you, and hold you close. He doesn't care who sees.

Loves to try new things. Whether it's food, movies, or something to spice up the bedroom, the man will never say no to trying something at least once

Not a morning person, and he will have an iron tight grip on you in an attempt to force you to stay in bed longer with him every morning (he always ends up succeeding)

His ideal date with you is a pub. Something with good food, good beer, and even better company.

Loves to "mislead" you about when he's coming home from a mission, because he absolutely adores the look on your face when he surprises you earlier than expected

Adores double dates. Loves to hang out with couple friends.

When you're walking on a sidewalk, he'll always push you on the inside so you're away from the cars

Definitely is that boyfriend that will send you a dozen tik tok reels a day

Please go to an amusement park with him. He'd be so happy winning the various carnival games for you, getting you any stuffed animal of your choosing

You two cannot do surprises for one another. You get too excited and end up telling each other gifts or surprises the minute you plan them

Kyle Gaz Garrick-

This man loves to surprise you with flowers. Had a bad day? Flowers. Wants you to feel a little extra loved? Flowers. Thought you looked cute one day? Flowers.

Loves to go to furniture stores with you. Even if you don't actually need it, the two of you can spend hours looking around at various stores

Enjoys cooking for you. He's one to try new recipes, and loves seeing your reactions to them.

Firmly believe this man loves to dress up as a couple and that Halloween is his absolute favorite holiday.

Adorably loves to have a "chore" day once a week with you, where you both do house chores together for a few hours, while each of you gets to pick what song plays in the background

So supportive of any hobby you might have. Like to paint? He'll continuously buy you paint brushes. Love video games? He'll buy you any new one that comes out he'd think you'd enjoy.

Whenever you guys go out, he always orders something you like for his meal, in case you don't like yours

If you have longer hair, he loves to play with it and help you style it

Best movie buddy ever. He LOVES going to the movies with you, and will get you all the popcorn and snacks you desire

Will hold your bags for you while you shop, and will fight you if you try to carry your own

König-

Possibly the sweetest boyfriend out of all of them

You will catch him staring at you ALL the time. Any second he gets, he will be looking at you

Loves date night ins. Cooking together or getting takeout and cuddling on the couch together while watching a movie? This man'll be in heaven

Loves to offer you his arm in public. Plays into his size kink when your small hand wraps around his bicep whenever you walk anywhere.

Man will WORSHIP you in bed. Wants nothing more than to make you happy in every aspect of your life.

Is more of a cat person than a dog person, so you two end up getting quite a few kitties around the house

Always kisses you like you're delicate. Loves to place gentle, loving kisses to your lips when you least except it, and his cheeks always flush a deep pink when he does

Will always shower with you. When he's home from missions you very, very rarely shower alone. Loves to help you shampoo your hair

Adores ADORRESSS when you wear his clothes. Triggers the man's size kink like no other when his shirts are like dresses on you

Amazing at aftercare. Always wants to make sure you're satisfied. Will warm a towel for you, get your water-whatever you need.

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[latenightdaydreams]

Can you please write about Sugar daddy Konig and Bimbo reader? I just can't stop thinking about Konig will spoil us endlessly 😩

Sugar Daddy König (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List

>cw: fem/afab, daddy talk, oral, cheating

2.0k word count

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You walk out of the dressing room wearing the dress you want. König sits on a chair, waiting for you. His eyes travel down your form as you walk to him as if you’re walking a runway. The dress hugs every curve of your body like a glove. You’re perfect.

“Do you like it, Daddy?” Your voice is playful as you pose for him.

He leans back in his chair with a wide smile, enjoying your modeling. “You look divine, Schatz.”

“Yeah? Think so?” A giggle leaves your lips as you make yourself cozy on his lap.

König’s muscular arms wrap around your petite frame, his large hands gripping your thigh and pull you closer to him.

“I can picture myself slowly peeling this off of you.” His hand drifts up under the hem of the dress.

“You’re such a naughty man.” You stop his hand with yours as you laugh.

“Can you blame me? Look at you.” He pushes past your hand and continues.

“Be patient. I still have one more dress to try on.” You firmly move his hand away.

“Okay, I’ll wait. I just can’t control myself.”

One of your hands lifts his mask up to his nose, leaning forward to kiss him. Your lush lips press against his in a deep, passionate kiss. König sticks his tongue out; you twirl yours around his before sucking it lightly. His cock rocks hard underneath your lap.

You pull away and let his mask drop. “Ready for the next two dresses?”

“Absolutely.” He watches you as you stand and walk back to change. The tacky feelings of your lip gloss stuck on his lips as your taste lingers on his tongue.

Next you walk out in a tight red dress, his favorite color. The rich color looks stunning against your skin tone.

“Are you trying to give this old man a heart attack?” He chuckles and reaches out for you.

“Oh please, you aren’t old.” Landing on his lap, letting his hands explore your body over the fabric of the dress.

“No need to flatter me, Liebling. You’ve already got me.” He lifts his mask and kisses your neck. “Which one are you wearing to the KorTac gathering?”

“I’ll let you pick Daddy.”

“If you were this one, I won’t be able to take my hands off of you all night.”

“I wouldn’t mind.” You giggle, causing König to chuckle.

“Go change back. I’ll go up and pay for the dresses.”

You stand, and he follows. König lingers by the door and watches you change. His eyes fall to your breasts once exposed. They bounce as he walks the two dresses to him. He takes in one last look before turning around and going to the front to pay for them.

As soon as you’re dressed again, you go out to meet up at König. He stood there holding a bag with your dresses in it. Your tiny hand reaches out to hold him. “Are you ready to go home?”

“Not yet, Schatz. I have a surprise for you.” He walks with you out of the boutique and down the street to a jeweler.

König holds open the door for you, watching your hips sway as you walk in ahead of him. A shorter chubby man with a kind face walks out from behind the counter.

“König!” The man walks to the both of you. “Right on time!”  You watch as the man locks the door and lowers the blinds. “Please, follow me.”

König nods, gesturing for you to walk ahead of him. He leads you both into a private room in the back. There is a table in the middle of the room with a couch on one side and two chairs on the other. König sits on the couch, gently pulling you down to sit with him. Your gaze drops to the table. Four necklaces, four rings, four bracelets, and four sets of earrings.

You look over at König with a big smile on your face. “I get to pick?”

“Nein, it’s all for you.” Your jaw drops as you look at him and then back at the jewelry.

“It’s true. We’ve been working for months, putting this together for you.” The jeweler says. “He told me you love four so we did four of four for you!”

You jump and hug König, kissing him all over his mask. His face turns red underneath, loving the affection. His hands wrap around your waist and lift up onto his lap. “What do you think?”

“You’re the best ever.” You lean in to whisper in his ear. “Daddy’s getting extra sugar tonight.”

König’s eyes widen and nods. “Can you please bag this up for us?”

“Oh? You don’t want to try it on?”

“I can always bring her back.”

Back at the apartment König pays for, he places all of your shopping bags down in the bedroom. On the walls there are photos of you and König together. He smiles knowing how much you appreciate him. He knows it isn’t love, this was the agreement, but he can’t help but to sometimes wish it was real love.

You walk out of the bedroom wearing a sheer red robe with nothing but a G-string underneath. König looks you up and down, a small grin on his lips.

“Sit on the bed!”

König walks to the bed and sits down, adjusting his slacks. His eyes take in your figure eagerly like a hungry dog, hands out ready to touch you. As soon as you walk to him and he can feel you, it’s as if electricity shoots through his body. You make him feel young and in love again.

“Meine Liebe, you are too perfect for this world.”

You giggle playfully, resting your hands on his chest, feeling his muscular chest underneath the fabric of his shirt. His hands reach under your robe and squeeze your round ass. Your hands reach for his mask and slowly peel it off of his face to expose his graying blonde hair and handsome face. There is a deep gash along the right side of his face, but it doesn’t take away from his attraction.

As you expose his face, he chucks with your playful attitude. “You want to see Daddy, hm?”

“Mhm, you know I love this face.” You pepper kisses along his cheeks, down to his jawline.

König lets out a pleased groan as you give him love. One of his hands moves around to your breast and squeezes softly, not wanting to hurt you. He twirls your nipple between two fingers, your lips travel up to his, pressing in a passionate kiss.

You move one leg over his thigh, causing him to prop it up onto the frame of the bed. His hand glides from your ass to your hip to squeeze it tightly as you begin to grind on his thigh. The feeling of his muscular thighs rubbing against your delicate little clit through the very thin fabric of your G-string was borderline orgasmic.

“That’s my little vixen.” König whispers into your ear. “Cum on Daddy’s thigh.”

“Yes, Daddy.” You whimper.

Your lips cling to his neck as you kiss him tenderly, absent mindlessly sucking on his skin slightly. Small mewls leave your lips as you feel yourself building up to an orgasm.

König can feel the small, warm wet patch forming on his thigh. The feeling drives him mad with desire, knowing that precious cunt was getting wet because of him- FOR him. A tingle travels over his body as you suck on his neck, not even caring that you’re giving him a hickey.

“I need help.”

“Let’s see what I can do.”

He wraps one arm around your waist, pulling you on to his other thigh and opens your legs. The string of fabric being swallowed by your pussy lips is dark, slick from your creamy cunt. One finger wraps underneath and pulls it to the side. He moves his fingers to your clit, eyes gazing down into yours as he rubs quick circles over your clit. Your legs twitch from how sensitive you are.

“There you go. Are you going to cum for me?”

“Y- yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Ye- yes Dad- Daddy!” You struggle to speak as you turn your face to nuzzle into the crook of his neck.

“Don’t hide those sounds. Let me hear you.”

“Fuck… I’m…”

“Be a good girl, and cum for me.”

Words fail you as your left hand reaches out to push him away, but he refuses to move until he knows you’ve finished cumming. Once your body relaxes under his touch, he pulls away and licks his fingers to clean off your sweet nectar.

“You treat me so fucking good.” You whisper to him before biting his earlobe lightly. “Please let me suck your cock.”

König can feel his cock twitch once hearing your request. “You know I can never say no to you.”

He unfastens his pants as he gets off his lap and kneels in front of him. His thick cock springs out in front of you, causing a smile to crawl across your lips. You grab his cock, not wasting any time. Your pillowy lips press against the leaky head, getting pre-cum on your lips as you kiss down his cock to his balls.

Holding his dick up you move your tongue over his balls, sucking on one testicle at a time. König’s view of his massive cock looming over that beautiful face as you act desperate to please him causes him to groan. A satisfied look in his eyes as you gaze back up at him.

Just then his phone begins to ring. You pull back only to have one of König’s hands guide you back to his balls. “Don’t stop.” His voice is consumed with pleasure; he ignores the call.

You do as he asks, you don’t stop. Your own spit covering your own face, you lick back up and suck the tip of his cock. “Ahh…” He moans, dropping his head back.

Once again, his phone begins to ring. “Don’t stop.” He says as he moves slightly to grab his phone. He turns it around and, on the screen, it says ‘Wife’. After letting out an annoyed sigh, he answers.

“Ja?” He tries his best to conceal the pleasure.

“Where are you?”

“Work. Why?”

“I just got here and you’re not in your office.”

König rolls his eyes, reluctantly stopping your head from bobbing up and down on his cock. “I went out for lunch.”

You look into his eyes with a sad expression in your face. He caresses your check with his thumb as he cradles your cheek in his hand.

“Give me fifteen minutes.” He hangs up. “I’m so sorry, Liebling.”

“But we just started.” You pout.

“I know, I know.” He leans down to kiss your pouty lips before handing and putting his cock away.

“Thank you for my jewelry and dresses…and orgasm.” Your lips press into his again once you stand up.

“Anything for my Sugar.” His Austrian accent makes the way he says ‘sugar’ sound adorable. As he stands your eyes go wide as you notice the small hickey you’ve left on his neck.

“König, I marked you accidently.” A small panic in your voice can be detected.

“It’s okay. If she doesn’t know by now, she’s just playing dumb.” He says to reassure you to feel no guilt. “Now, I’ll pick you up Friday at 6 for the KorTac gathering. We can pick up where we left off then. Okay?”

“That sounds perfect.” His arms pull you in for a tight hug before he kisses your lips for one last time before he leaves.

“I’ll text you once I’m back on base.” König puts back on his mask and begins to make his way down the stairs to leave. His heart aches, with you he feels at home. He craves more than just your affection; he also wants your love.

For now, he will keep playing the role of loving husband and Sugar Daddy until you realize he’s the man for you. Then he can simply be your loving husband. How it should be.

[gremlingottoosilly]

Reader begging könig to help her buy a house so she can move out from her brother's place. She promises to suck him off, he's a weirdo but she needs to leave and he has money. König pants are off before she can even finish the sentence. No time to second guess now

If there was a chart that would judge the price of gifts Konig would give you in exchange for sexual favors, buying you a place to live would probably be somewhere around getting on your knees like a good girl, give as many kitten licks to his cock as you physically can and then take it all in while massaging his balls and simply getting on your back in a boring missionary. He would finish inside of you - obviously - in first 10 minutes, not really bothering to prolong the moment. Knowing that once he gets you under him, you'd never escape him again...and if you'd ever try to...well. He might look like another weird loser, but he is a freaking colonel in the mercenary company. Has more connections to keep you locked in with him. He wouldn't just buy you a house, though - oh no, it would be too easy. You'd move out and never see him again...obviously, he can't have this. The apartment he gifted you is in his name - so you'd never try to escape without him knowing. He'd want relationships too - never letting you go out of his sight. Bragging in front of your brother, poor Krueger is forced to listen to him yapping about banging his sister and being her sugar daddy. You hate giving so much to this loser, but you must admit...he does have a nice, big dick that can reach your special spots every time he bothers with fucking you properly instead of humping you like a dog or suck on your tits while he cries about his mommy, but you also enjoy the money he is giving you. Konig is the type of guy to believe that nails cost somewhere around 500 Euros and he would give you this if you want - and then wouldn't even bother to look since he is too mesmerized by the thank-you blowie you will give him right as he steps home. You don't like this loser, you keep telling yourself this...but god, you're both two shy dorks, and sometimes he can be funny. Or interesting and even adorable when he talks about some bullshit. He took you out of the house and you swear to god that this is the only reason you're currently on his lap, calling him your big dumb bear.

[multific]

Modern Warfare Men as Sugar Daddies - Preferences

John Price, Simon Riley, John MacTavish, Kyle Garrick, Alejandro Vargas, König, Logan Walker x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Age gap, smut

Part 2

A/N: The description of Sugar Baby and Daddy relationship is not portrayed realistically here, this is a more intimate relationship, I would say. I think it is more of a romance that started with a Sugar Baby-Daddy relationship. (Potential part 2? anyone interested let me know!)

John Price

You two met when you worked in a café. At first, he was only a customer. A customer who soon became a regular. He always asked for the same drink and sat at the same table, right in the corner so he could see everyone in the room.

He offered to take care of you and you agreed probably way too quickly.

He was too handsome and kind to say no to.

Your agreement was simple, he gave you his card and you gave him comfort. Whenever he left for a mission you always worried for him, not because of his money but because of him.

He would call you his Darling.

He loved to see you in nice dresses. Even if you didn't want to buy anything, he would still take you to the stores.

And in return, he would just want you naked, on or against any surface he prefers at that moment.

John is a giver, that is for sure.

Your legs always tremble when you think of sitting on his face, his beard so deliciously scratched against your skin as you ride his face.

Simon Riley

Simon found you through a website.

It was very late and he was way too lost on the web to care, but then he found himself on a page.

sugarbees.com

And he found you very interesting. First of all, you were gorgeous. You looked the most natural out of all of the women on there and he got interested.

He saved up all of his money from the army after he retired. Why not spend it on someone? Not like he had anyone. So, he sent you a message and you replied within the next 5 minutes.

You two agreed on a meeting the next day.

Simon was surprised that you were so prepared. You explained he would be your second if he agreed to your terms.

Your terms were very reasonable, even the money you asked for. And you even offered a 'test-run' as you called it. Which basically meant that he could fuck you to test if he would like it. And boy did he love it. He signed your papers the moment after he came inside you.

You turned out to be a good companion. You always kept him on his toes, asked him to go out on dates, and not only expensive ones, he learned you prefer Burger King over any fancy restaurant. And each and every date would end the same, with mindblowing sex.

Simon learned that you loved to give him blowjobs, there was something about the tears that gathered in your eyes that he didn't like but you reassured him, you loved every second of it. Having not only your pussy stretched out by him but also your throat turned you on.

He was glad he messaged you that day.

Johnny MacTavish

You two met at a wedding.

He later learned that it was actually a Sugar Baby technique to go to weddings and look for Sugar Daddies but he didn't complain.

You were gorgeous, it was meant to be a one night thing but then Johnny called you again.

This is when you explained to him what you wanted.

You wanted money and in exchange, he would get you as a girlfriend... kinda.

Johnny loved the attention you gave him. You even bought him gifts for events, given it was his money but still.

And you had a mad pussy.

He loved it when you were riding him, and you loved the noises he made.

Most of his money you would spend on Doctors, pills or condoms. Johnny loved to see you in heels. So, he would make sure to have a closet in his home filled with shoes for you. He would want you to wear one even during sex. He wouldn't say he has a foot fetish, but there was something about the way your legs looked in a pair of heels, the way your calves would look and how he wanted to always have them around his shoulders or torso as he fucked you.

Kyle Garrick

Kyle got to know you through a recommendation. Prince told him about his Sugar Baby and Kyle got interested and so, you two met.

You were a very bubbly person who always had a smile on their face. Kyle liked that.

It was very different from the things he had seen at his line of work.

Your agreement was also very reasonable.

In this relationship, it was you who demanded more sex from him.

Kyle liked to just spend time with you, he didn't always need to get his dick wet for the occasion.

König

He was confused about how he got into this situation.

One minute you were explaining to him what your job was, in the next he was eating your pussy out like a madman while stroking himself.

Since he often left for missions, you stayed in his home. You loved sending him videos.

Naked videos mostly with an attached note.

Thinking of you today

Missing you Daddy

Watch this when you are alone

Got some new panties you can rip off of me

Watch this with sound on

He would be so red. So SO red every time your name would pop up on his phone.

And when he would come home, you would be already waiting for him either on your knees or on all fours.

You would learn German to tease him. It would also help understand him a lot more. He would call you many cute nicknames in German.

After sex, he would take really good care of you. A shower or a bath is a must and then food to regain energy.

But no one said you wouldn't give him head in the shower or ride him in the bathtub until all water is gone from around you.

Alejandro Vargas

Alejandro knew from the moment he saw you in the bar exactly what you were looking for.

And he was more than willing to give it to you.

You were stunning. Exactly what he was looking for and more.

But being an army man he needed a plan.

And his goal was to get you.

Which was easier than he anticipated.

Next week, he made sure to put on his nicest suit and expensive watch.

And just as if he was fishing, you got hooked.

What he didn't know was that you already had your eyes on him the week before. Who wouldn't notice a handsome man like him?

So, you knew this was all for show.

But you liked it.

You liked him. He would be your very first Sugar Daddy so you wouldn't exactly know what to do and what not to do. But Alejandro was patient.

He expected you to spend his money in a week's time but instead, he just often found you on his couch or bed.

The agreement with sex was simple, if either of you wanted to try something, speak up, you felt uncomfortable, speak up.

It was simple but effective.

You loved it when he used his leader voice on you. Giving you commands.

When he was gone on missions, you would learn a couple things. First, you learned to cook then you learned to strip and how to give a lap dance.

He would be thrilled to come home to his favourite food and a lap dance.

Logan Walker

It was his brother who set it all up claiming that Logan needed a little lovin' in his life.

Logan wasn't exactly happy with you, but you have been paid and you were not going to walk out.

You did keep your distance and gave him time to warm up to you. Given how distant and unsure he was with you.

You always texted him to meet up and he did come, reluctantly. He said he didn't want to waste his brother's money

But soon, Logan warmed up to you.

He found himself drawn towards you.

He found himself texting or calling you to meet up, he called you over to his place more and more often.

Sex wasn't essential to him, but you did end up seducing him, wearing a nice piece of lingerie and he was gone.

Men are simple creatures.

And Logan was certainly not against the idea of you in his bed.

Logan has great stamina, he is precise and he knows what to do. He learns your movements and how to fully please you as you learn the same about him.

You two are on the same wavelength most of the time.

Part 2

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