Arm Candy (Tony Stark sugar daddy fanfiction)

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The next day you were sitting in your last course when a message showed up on your phone. You took it out of your pocket and read it.

Come over right now.

Who the hell was that? Then the realization came over you. -Tony. You sighed and typed back.

Sorry, I still have course but
when I'm done I'll probably come.

The reply came after seconds.

If I say you will come, you will.

Ok, gotta be there in 30 minutes.

You wrote back, a bit of blush in your face caused by his noticeable dominance, even if he wasn't here. You told your friend you weren't feeling well and left the university soon after. You went home and changed into some lacey underwear and a black summer dress. You took the tramp and got a taxi to Tony's mansion. You entered the house and he approached you from the couch. "Hi." You greeted him and before you could say or do anything else he started kissing you passionately. The kiss deepened and was full of desire since he didn't see you for almost a day, which was, in his mind, more than a year. He had counted every goddamned second and couldn't take it any longer when he messaged you.

You pulled away from the kiss when his hands started to unzip your dress. His gaze met yours with a questioning look and you spoke up "Why did you want me to come?" He smirked. "Why can't I want to see my girl?" He replied and you got shivers when he said 'my'. "Is there, uh, no other reason? Because I just left during a course." You admitted and he glared at you. "What do you mean by that." He asked, clenching his jaw in anger. "N-Nothing." You replied a bit uncomfortable and he nodded. "I've got a dinner with some men I work with today. I want you to come with me." He said and you nodded yes. "Okay, I just... I've got nothing to change into." "That's no problem, I already have a dress for you. I chose it." He added and you already made yourself an imagination of the dress. Something sexy. He chose it. You thought and smiled to yourself.

You came out of the bathroom, where you had got changed and watched yourself in the mirror. The dress was silver and really beautiful. Of course it was revealing a good view at your cleavage. You went to the table and adjusted your earrings and a necklace, when a loud whistle came from behind you. You turned around and sighed. "Tony! I almost got a heart attack! Man, stop that." You yelled at him. "Mhh, but you're so hot." He replied, biting his lip, leaving you to giggle. "Shall we?" You questioned, obviously trying not to end up under him, moaning and yelling his name this time. He nodded at your question and got up from the bed. He had already changed into a black suit with a dark red tie, which you had to admit looked really good on him.

Half an hour later you were in some kind of casino, surrounded by five men. Actually you had thought it'd be, somehow more 'business'. Now you were sitting on Tony's lap, which caused you to fidget with your fingers, while the men were busy playing poker. You didn't know much about the game but you weren't do anything as well. From time to time Tony didn't like the fact that the other men were staring, so you exchanged a heated kiss or something like his hand slipping under you dress. You'd just do nothing but blush at his dominant, hot actions, still trying to look good. Tony was about to win, when you moved up and whispered in his ear you were going to go to the bathroom. He nodded, his eyes still fixed on the table.

As you washed your hands you heard someone getting into the room. Not paying much attention to it, you kept staring at the mirror, until you noticed it was a male. "Hey, sexy." The stranger mumbled in a disgusting voice. You gulped and pushed past him, towards the door. You were surprised when he suddenly gripped your wrist and pulled you back, letting you have contact with his unmuscular body. "Let me go." Your weak voice spoke, as you were trying to wiggle out of his grip. When he didn't let go, you slapped him across the face. Your expression full of disgust, you dialed Tonys number with shaky hands. Out of sudden the man grabbed the phone out of your hand and threw it to the ground. He grabbed you harshly, pulling you into a kiss. You didn't feel a thing.

None of the concentrated players around the table seemed to notice the vibrating cell phone on the chair next to Tony.

"Get off of me! Please..." You whined out as the man started to move his dirty hands over your hips.

"Mr. Stark?" A waiter asked. "Excuse me, but, where's my guest? You know the beautiful lady?" The waiter shook his head and gestured at the phone. Tony followed his hand and saw your name.

The stranger's touch seemed to burn your skin and all you wanted to do was throw up.

Picking up the phone, Tony spoke."Sweetheart, where have you been?" As he didn't hear a response he asked again. "Hello?" He was about to hang up as he heard a strange sound. Then, he heard it clearly.

"Stop!"

Your voice echoed threw his ears and immediately his body stood under adrenaline. He rushed towards the restroom bursting the door open. Your mascara was running down your cheeks as you let out a helpless cry. Tony grabbed the man by the collar, smashing his head against the sink. Blood spread onto the mirror. Then Tony raised his head and saw you. His heart beat slowed down, when he stood up and carefully wrapped you into a hug. "It's gonna be okay..." He whispered and placed a peck on your head. His hand rubbed soothing circles on your back as you sobbed into his chest. The calmness his body offered fought against the storm of bad emotions inside your head while he actually was anything but calm. You felt his chest rising, when he spoke in a deep tone. „I'm so sorry, sweetheart...No one will ever harm you again, I'll make sure of it every day from now on. I'll protect you wherever you go."

Now, that wasn't very no-hard-feelings sugar daddy, was it?