He’s not jealous. He just needs to remind you why no one else can fuck you like he does.
♡ Yandere! DILF’s x Fem. Reader. Sugar Daddy, Old Money, Professor, Sponsor
♡ Headcanons. Midas Eyes – Part 4
♡ Word Count. 859
♡ Yandere! Sugar Daddy who treats you like an investment portfolio. You’re just another asset, another high-risk, high-reward venture, except this one moans his name and looks fucking good in designer. He buys you everything: diamonds, Birkin bags, even an apartment you never asked for, because the idea of you walking around like some low-class escort offends his delicate sensibilities. You have standards. You only take high-class dick. And it better be paying for your bills.
♡ Yandere! Sugar Daddy who never gets jealous. Jealousy is for the broke. He doesn’t compete. Because why would he? He knows you’re a material girl, a slut for money, but there’s something unspoken between you two—the fact that he’s the only one rich enough, interesting enough, unpredictable enough to keep you entertained. Until you let some nobody lay a hand on you, some fresh-out-of-college tech bro who probably thinks a hundred dollars is a lot of money.
♡ Yandere! Sugar Daddy who laughs when he sees it. A slow, amused chuckle. You know that laugh. It means he’s already won. And the next thing you know, your little side guy disappears, company bought out, bank account frozen, entire life crumbling like a cheap house of cards. “Oops,” he says, feigning innocence, watching you glare at him with those galaxy-hued eyes. “Looks like you’ll have to rely on me now.”
♡ Yandere! Old Money who’s been your guardian, your benefactor, the man who molded you into who you are. He’s the one who taught you strategy, how to weaponize your body, your mind, your voice. He’s the reason you’re an apex predator now, feared and respected in elite circles. And yet, he never once touched you. Never once showed interest beyond cold, detached ownership.
♡ Yandere! Old Money who sees you on another man’s arm and feels something curdle inside him. It’s not jealousy, no. It’s indignation. Disgust. How dare you lower yourself to this? How dare you let some mediocre bastard, some lesser man, put his hands on something he created?
♡ Yandere! Old Money who doesn’t yell, doesn’t break composure. He simply makes a phone call. And by the end of the week, your little ‘boyfriend’ is reduced to nothing, career over, reputation in shambles. And when you come crawling back, because of course you do, he simply tuts, shaking his head. “Disappointing,” he murmurs, fingers tightening around his glass of whiskey. “Did I not teach you better?”
♡ Yandere! Professor who intellectualizes everything, even his obsession with you. He studies you like a rare, deadly creature, fascinated by the contradiction of your existence. A woman who fucks for money yet remains untouchable, a woman who owns her submission, who plays the role so convincingly it’s almost real. Almost.
♡ Yandere! Professor who never gets jealous, because he knows you inside and out. Knows how your mind works. Knows that despite the way you let other men touch you, fuck you, degrade you for money, none of them own you. None of them ever will.
♡ Yandere! Professor who only realizes something is wrong when he sees you laughing. Genuinely laughing. With someone else. That slow, amused chuckle that isn’t just performative. It’s real. And that’s when he understands: jealousy isn’t about possession. It’s about control. And if someone else can make you laugh like that, then maybe he doesn’t have as much control as he thought.
♡ Yandere! Professor who punishes you for it. Not directly. Not immediately. No, he’s more refined than that. It starts subtly—longer sessions, harsher lessons, taking you apart psychologically until you don’t even realize how thoroughly he’s stripped you down. Until you’re raw, exposed, vulnerable in a way you never are with anyone else. And then he rebuilds you, piece by piece, into something that belongs to him again.
♡ Yandere! Sponsor who is your lifeline. Your silent protector. The one who’s always been there in the shadows, watching, ensuring you never fall too far. He’s rough around the edges, gruff, unreadable, but you know he cares. In his own way.
♡ Yandere! Sponsor who doesn’t get jealous, because he doesn’t believe he has the right. You’re free. You’re untouchable. You use people, discard them, move on without a second thought. He’s just another name in your contact list, another wallet you siphon from. Until he isn’t. Until he catches you with someone else, and for the first time, it’s not anger he feels. It’s fear.
♡ Yandere! Sponsor who realizes, with cold, horrifying clarity, that if you find someone better, someone richer, someone more useful, you’ll leave. And he cannot fucking handle that.
♡ Yandere! Sponsor who doesn’t say anything. Doesn’t confront you. He just shows up uninvited one night, pushes you against the wall, and kisses you so hard you can taste blood. And when he pulls back, eyes dark with something dangerous, he simply mutters, “Don’t do that again.”
♡ Yandere! Sponsor who doesn’t ask. Doesn’t beg. He just takes. And you let him, because for the first time in a long time, someone is fucking claiming you for something other than money. And maybe—just maybe—that terrifies you more than anything else.
Yandere! DILFs
Headcanons 1 : Midas Eyes (General)
- Some women play hard to get. You play impossible to afford.
- You’re not a gold digger. You’re an entrepreneur. And business is booming.
- 🔞Every orgasm comes with a zero at the end of your bank account.
- He’s not jealous. He just needs to remind you why no one else can fuck you like he does.
- 🔞”You wanna act like a whore? Then be one. On your knees. Now.”
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