#benny gecko x reader

[falloutwithmegirlypop]

Request rules

Hi, FWMGP here. I’ve loved the fallout series since its debut, and I think it’s time I put my skills to work. I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to write everyone requests, but I’ll sure try. No Smut (for now) but slight spice is all good. Ageless blogs please leave, 17+ only.

Characters

✨My faves✨

Show

Chet 💛💙

Lucy 🥺🥺💙💛

Maximus ⚔️🛡️

Thaddeus 🤴

Norm 👾📀

Game

Travis miles (Love him) 🥺❤️❤️

Nick Valentine 🤖🕵️❤️

Preston Garvey 🤠

Piper 📝

Benny Gecko 🔪🔪🔫

🖐️other characters🖐️

Cooper Howard

The ghoul

The raiders

The brotherhood of steel

Moldaver

Siggi witzig

Steph

Barb

Handy

Potentially other characters( put in request)

Readers

Only x readers, but poly including reader is ok.

Any kind of reader, please put preference in ask, specifics are ok. Don’t be afraid to ask. I write MxM FxF MxF etc, but I’m best at Female and male as-well as female and female.

Rules

No gross stuff

No incest

No generally upsetting kinks

No under age

Absolutely no bestiality

Dub con in certain places is ok, but no non-con.

Current requests

In progress:

Fallout Max x reader

Next:

Chet x reader getting married

Chet fluff headcannons

Ghoul!Thaddeus x reader

Done:

Norm x unenthusiastic reader

Chet x fem reader

Please ignore any grammar mistakes, I have shaky hands.

[arsenic-catnep]

Pegging Benny Gecko Headcanons, if you write for him?

"Uh, you wanna do what now, doll?"

He'll need just a smidge of convincing.

Really for no other reason other than he's never been fucked in the ass before.

Benny would be so cocky and use jokes and witty quips to hide his nervousness.

He's very much a fan of the prep and foreplay involved with pegging.

Likes being on his back so he can see your tits, but he'll get on his hands and knees if you ask nicely.

Loves the feeling of your fingers stretching his ass open, curling and finding that sweet spot.

Will fist at his cock while you prep him, though if you tell him no, he'll pout and beg

Moans like a whore when you finally slide the strap in.

Grabs at your hips, tits, waist, anything to ground him. Benny gets lost in the pleasure quickly.

Once again begs you to touch his cock, or at least let him do it.

"C'mon baby please. It aches."

He could absolutely cum without being touched, especially if you pound into his prostate.

Once he has finally cum, he'll be dizzy and limp. Pulling you towards him, wanting to kiss you and cuddle you.

His whole suave facade melts away and he becomes soft and needy.

Forget cleaning up, he's gonna cling to you for a while.

[rzyraffek]

Can you write more stuff about Benny (fnv)??

I don't have any ideas though

Um

Uh

I LOVE BENNY ONG I THOUGH ALL FNV FANS WENT EXTINCT

Sfw, they/them, Request open (if you want some nsfw hit me up, I got som ideas)

Benny Gecko headcanons

Lets start with obvious stuff. This guy did not plan a serious relationship, he is open to one night stands but never to acuall love... untill s/o came

Yeah he is not a good boyfriend material, nor husband BUT he is definitely a sugar daddy

Cuz this guy love language is 100% spoiling s/o with expensive gifts, good drinks, nice new clothes ect (he also loves when s/o holds his forearm while they are walking together)

Totally made sure that when s/o is vegas they have security

Tbh this relationship isn't official (i mean at the start, before he acually gets attached) so feel free to bang vulpes or other weirdos while out of vegas

Plots on bombing Mr house with ya... just kidding he is tottaly gatekeeping everything about his job, except that its cool and it makes him look important

Will totally do dumb shit to impress them

Drunk Benny is even funnier than sober benny

Loves kisses on cheek and nose. Sometiems he acts like gentleman and kisses s/o's hand when they greet or give them his coat if they forgot theirs

S/o outfits cost more than kidneys on blackmarket

No children. My guy is child free. Hates them also hes job is dangerous he doesnt want to risk s/o rising kid alone in mojave

When I was younger(8) I thought he was Italian

Okay okay.... BUT if s/o has a kid or they have to babysit some random child, dude is great father figure!!! Let's kid paint his nails and nap on him.

Totally has tattoos under that suit

Had piercing in his ear as teen, it healed badly and now he has scar

Wants to cuddle at night but he is a living heater and its already very hot in Vegas so good luck s/o

Okay but stuff gets real goofy if s/o is a Courier (includes spoilers?)

Okay... imagine... Courier s/o but they still kinda don't remember the whole 'lmao i- Benny gecko shoot you L bozo' part of fnv lore

Like he would acually feel bad... S/o is so nice to him, they have no clue that he was the one who made them loose at least 20iq points

IMAGINE Courier (with widow perk) waking up without Benny next to them and seeing that he only left a note that hes leaving. Tbh I would be so pissed. And imagine s/o reaction when they see him all tied up in some funny tent (legion camp) surrounded by gay furries (legionaries). Tbh I would think that hes cheating on me or something

Anyways, most of companions are probably shoked that Courier acually found this peace of human trash attractive

100% sure he had beef with vulpes even before the fnv game starts

You guy can bomb mr house together 🥰 vegas will be all yours! Sharing is caring

Never will tell s/o that he was the one that acually shot them lol

[strawberrykidneystone]

3’s a crowd!

benny x f!courier x swank

summary: benny wants to jack off while he watches swank drilling into courier🫶🏻

a/n: i cant even explain this one chat i think i’m ovulating (update from future me: i was) also i’m very sorry for the slang it makes me giggle🤭🤭🤭

tws: cuckolding, benny and courier are in an establish relationship (ooc ik😔), 50’s slang, masterbation, cuddling, raw dogging (wrap it before you tap it!!)

ao3 version

“c’mon swank you’re acting like you’ve never banged a broad before”

benny was happily sat in a cushioned chair positioned across from the side of the bed. his tie was loosened to the point of almost being completely undone, his signature checkered jacket was lying on the side of the chair, and the top few buttons of his shirt were popped open with a light sheen of sweat covering his skin. in one hand, he was holding a cigarette in between his pointer in middle finger. in the other, he was lazily stroking his cock as he watched his right-hand man pumping himself inside of his sweet courier.

she was a little apprehensive when benny first asked, but he was way too excited for her to say no. swank was always easy on the eyes, so she was more than happy to oblige her boyfriend in his fantasy.

which brings us to our current situation.

courier was face down on the mattress, her head being pushed down by swank and giving benny a beautiful view of her fucked out face. she moaned and gripped the sheets like a lifeline as swank moved his hand from her head to press down on her lower back, making her back arch more to give him a better angle inside of her with his tip kissed her cervix. swank was leaner than benny’s cock, but slightly longer, hitting her insides in a way that it hasn’t been reached before. he didn’t stretch her out as much, but he had a nice girth nevertheless.

benny made eye contact with her and grinned, “i would’ve made ‘er cum twice by now swank, c’mon now! razz her berries!” “yes boss,” swank panted out and reached his free hand around to rub courier’s clit, almost instantaneously feeling her clench around him. her eyes rolled back and benny started pumping himself to the same rhythm that swank was pounding into courier, rubbing his thumb over the precum on his tip ever so often for more lubrication. “that’s it baby, squeeze around him yeah? you like being a little minx huh? taking another cat’s cock while i watch? you’re taking it like such a good girl”, he purred out to her as they made eye contact. the praise mixed with degradation made her clench and whine. swank chuckled above her, giving her ass a quick swat and grinned at benny, “i think she likes being a little minx boss, she nearly squeezed the jizz out of me.”

courier pushed her hips back against swank’s to match his rhythm, his balls slapping sloppily against her, “right there… please ‘m close!” swank nodded and kept the same rhythm, circling her clit with his fingers and digging his fingers into the side of her hip with his other hand. “that’s it baby, make a mess for us,” benny grinned as he could feel his own climax building up, bucking his hips up into his own hand as he imagined being in her wet heat himself. couriers mouth hung open in a silent scream as she released around swank, her body tensing up before completely relaxed and riding out her high. benny squeezed himself around the base of his cock and moaned as he came at the same time as her, his own cream covering his hand. swank slowed his rhythm until courier stopped spasming around his length. he gently pulled himself out much to her dismay, immediately missing being filled. swank jerked himself off the rest of the way to his own release and let his seed spatter down her back, thankfully not getting in her hair.

swank got up from the bed and went into the bathroom, cleaning himself up and prepping a towel with warm water to clean courier up. benny took a long drag of his cigarette before stubbing it out and tucking himself back into his pants. he kneeled down next to the bed and held his hand up to her wordlessly and she happily licked his hand clean, petting her hair with his free hand. “you did such a good job baby, you’re a real knock-out,” he cooed and kissed the top of her head with a dramatic ‘mwah’. she smiled up at him before taking his thumb into her mouth and sucking lazily, languishing in the haze of her post orgasm. swank came back into the room and gently wiped down her back, pressing the warm cloth between her legs taking care not to put too much pressure on her sensitive nub.

courier relaxed into the sheets and pulled away from benny’s thumb with a satisfying ‘pop’ before mumbling a thank you to swank, burying her face into one of the silk-covered pillows. benny perched on the side of the bed and nodded at swank, “you done good swank, you stayin’ or goin’?” swank grinned and slipped on his work suit, “i’m out of here boss, i’m feelin’ pretty lucky so i’m gonna try my hand down stairs, i’ll leave you two love birds to your nest.” “catch you later cat,” benny waved as swank left the room and turned his attention back down to courier. she looked like an angel lying face down and cuddled into the pillow. he shucked off the rest of his clothes and climbed in under the covers with her, pulling her close and shifting her position so that he was spooning her. he kissed down her neck and combed his fingers through her hair, eventually falling asleep as he thought of how lucky he was to have a crazy dame like her.

[mentallyillstinker]

Dating Benny headcannons..

why? Because I'm evil, and I fear no man's judgement. 😈

The cut is there for a reason, shit is LOOONNNGGG af

Lets get it out of the way, Arcade hates it though, he thinks it's utter and complete bullshit you were even interested in him, "HE SHOT YOU WHY-" "He's silly... look at him Arcade he's silly..." and then you point over to the walking chessboard who's smoking in the corner like he's the main character.

Back on topic, Benny loves it, at first he was confused, after all he did shoot you! But eventually he remembered he shot you, brain damage, but then he found out you got a 5 minute craft lobotomy (big mt), then he was just plan confused, mostly because you were missing your brain, but also because you loved him!

Gifts, gifts and physical contact is his love language, he's always been a playboy, but now he will go run out in the wasteland just to grab you something he thought you would like, and then come back looking like shit.

He doesn't take his little bodyguards with him cuz he's embarrassed to tell anyone else about you and him.(He's a pussy and will always be a pussy)

He knows you're crazy, "I wanna go kill deathclaws for fun" he knows thats a bad idea, but he believes in you! He'll comment if he thinks you'll actually get hurt though, but he won't be direct about it, "Doll, I don't think we should be deathclaw chow..." but he'll still go, he'll hide behind a rock, but he'll go.

He isn't a fan of the whole still working for Mr house thing though, so most of the time you guys are hanging over at the tops.

He'll insist and beg you don't tell anyone about your guys relationship, but then turn around and be hugging up on you and shi in public, he's a hypocrite, but he's a silly one.

He like when you play with his hair, he'll let you put it up in a small ponytail and stuff.

You cannot sit down though, when you're in his suite with him and sit down or lay down for one second he will cuddle up on you, he has an excuse for it though he swears he's not being clingy, "But pussycat.... I'm real tired... cmon... hold me...", and if you don't he'll make a stupid little pouty face and whine "Babe pleaaasseee...."

Ultimately who's in control of the relationship? Nobody, dog idk if you know who the courier and Benny are, they are NOT RESPONSIBLE 💀

But if I had to say anything... you're wearing the pants, if Benny loves you back in the first place he has to be downright, fairytale starstruck in love with you.

Idk if I should do I NSFW headcannon yet, also sorry if this is like, oc type shit, well I'm not sorry but I'll say I am.

[everydayyoulovemeless]

May I have more Benny relationship headcanons please 🥺

Romantic Benny HCs: 2

➼ Word Count » 0.4k ➼ Warnings » Slightly Suggestive? ➼ Genre » Romantic

Benny loves hugging your waist, especially when you're both in public. PDA is always best when others can see it — at least, that's how he sees it, and what better than showing you off?

He likes to pretend he's a pimp, but every morning when you wake up to his own rendition of a wasteland breakfast, it's hard for him to keep that image up.

He loves cradling your head and peppering kisses all over your face, although he prefers to do it in the privacy of one of his suites. Can't be ruining that reputation, yeah?

He'll get you this beautiful, silver necklace with The Tops logo on it so that others get the message that you're with him and the rest of the Chairmen.

Anywhere you wanna go, Benny will gladly take you. Just whisper a location into his ear, and he'll get on with making preparations.

Whenever he spots you lounging around in his casino, he'll make a big show, grabbing everyone's attention before dipping you down and kissing you.

He likes to give you all these sweet pet names. The ones he uses most often are baby, doll, gem, broad, and sweets.

He has a slight jealous streak where he might 'accidentally' ward off a few acquaintances of yours. You can tell by the shaded look in his eyes when he's not feeling someone as much as you might be, but that's the only real downside of being with him.

Benny's a huge morning person and will gently trace words of endearment into your skin until you finally wake up.

You'll be included in all of his schemes. He's been looking for a reliable partner for a minute now, and you happen to check off everything on the list. You're brave, good with a gun, clever, and an absolute wild card, baby. You guys are the Bonnie and Clyde of the wasteland.

He's not one to be tied down by anyone, but he'd be lying if he said he hadn't considered marrying you. Realistically, he'd never do it, but he'd love to give you a ring if nothing else than as a declaration of loyalty. It's like marriage without actually having to tie the knot.

His favorite thing is when you steal Maria out of its holster and aim it at him. He doesn't know how to explain it, he just knows it turns him on.

[bisexualiteaa]

Burning Love

Benny x Fem Courier Six (Smut!! Also fluff and slight angst)

CW: NSFW MDNI! Mutual pining, slight OOC Benny, slight deviation from the game, black widow dialogue, established friendship, enemies to friends then friends to lovers, flirting, dirty talk, perverted thoughts, P in V, p0rn with some plot, unprotected seggs, 0ral (male and female receiving) praise, cursing, mentions of alcohol, briefly proofread, possible grammar/spelling errors

AN: Hey everyone! I’m back with some more content! It’s a little different than the usual Cooper Content ™️ I usually put out but it’s still Fallout themed. I wanted to try my hand at writing for Benny from New Vegas and allow some of my other character hyperfixations to have a moment in the spotlight to shine! I’m still rather new to Fallout in general, and especially to New Vegas so please be kind and patient with me if I have some things wrong, I’m still learning! 🥺 I know this wasn’t an ask from anyone, and I will be getting to those as I can! Writers block has been absolutely dreadful lately so I hope y’all can understand, I’ve only just started to come out from the hole and try to write when the days are good 😭 But I hope y’all dig this piece! Enjoy, and happy reading! 🥰

Taglist: @expirednukacola

This was bad. This was really, really bad. At least that’s what he proceeded to tell himself over and over internally as he paced around his room. Just what was it that was so bad? So bad that it left Benny Gecko, the head chairman, in a bind? You. You; the courier that he executed once upon a time for simply being at the wrong place at the wrong time. You; who just so happened to somehow actually be alive despite a bullet being discharged into your skull. You; who had come to the strip months ago on your journey through the Mojave, siding up with him and becoming his business partner. You; who not only managed to become his best friend, but now held a place in his heart as something more. How could he let all this messiness happen? There was a rule in business where you never allow yourself to get involved with the people you work with, especially when you were someone who was as powerful as Benny. Yet you were all he could ever think about. You were his inspiration and guidance in trying and gain power over all the factions, you were the reason why the Legion no longer stood in his way. You were his right hand through everything, there for his every plan, there to help in the execution of them no matter what it could cost. You were loyal, beyond that, you were a confidant and a friend.

It took him ages to finally put the pieces together leading up to this moment. To finally understand why he would feel so disgusted watching Swank flirt with you, or so angry when someone would threaten you. He knew you could handle yourself, you were your own person, independent and deserving to live how you wished. Hell there had been many occasions where, had it not been for you, he likely wouldn’t have made it out alive. When you saved him from the Legion, that’s when he finally saw it. Seeing him down on his knees before you, giving you the perfect opportunity to take your revenge if you wanted to for him killing you back then. You could have murdered him in cold blood, leaving him to the radroaches and feral ghouls like he did to you once. But you didn’t, instead you showed him mercy. You *saved* him. Something he wasn’t sure anyone else aside from his body guards, would have done for him had they been in your shoes. Since that day, it’s been all he could do to pry the thoughts of you from his brain. By day, you were always by his side, and at night you were always on his mind. How was he supposed to be able to work like this? Fuck, how was he supposed to tell you? Should he tell you? He wasn’t sure. But he supposed it was too late to back out now seeing as you were on your way up to his suite.

His heart jumped in his chest upon hearing the knock on his door, a signal that let him know it was his people coming by. “Come in” he said, finally pulling himself from his thoughts to see who was at his door. Of course, to no surprise, it was you. He let out a breath of relief upon seeing you. You had grown to become his comfort, even in a moment such as this, he took solace in your presence. “You came” he said softly, just above a whisper but his tone held something akin to disbelief in it that you were here. You spotted a rocks glass in his hand filled with a drink that was likely just freshly made, wondering what it was that was bothering him so much that it had him drinking before bed. He watched as you stepped inside his suite, closing and locking the door behind you to ensure privacy. “You called” you answered genuinely, wondering why he seemed so shocked to find you here when he had asked for you to come. “What’s wrong, Benny? You doin’ okay? I’ve never seen you so many glasses deep in one day” You asked, noting that he had been drinking earlier too, growing concerned for him and the way he seemed to be so caught up in thought. “You’ll have to forgive me, my mind is a bit mixed up at the moment” Benny said before taking a swig of his drink, watching as you sat down on his bed. He wished you hadn’t, because despite being the well-mannered gentleman he was, he was still a man with needs. Even he couldn’t help the thoughts that started to race through his mind as you sat on his bed. Thinking of what you would look like splayed out on it, free of your clothes and him on top of you. Normally he would be able to keep such thoughts under control, but with the buzz of the alcohol running through his system, he was finding it hard to keep them from running rampant. “What’s on your mind? If somethin’s buggin’ you, you know my hands can make light work of it. All you gotta do is say the word” you offered, making him chuckle. Your hands could make light work of him. What in the god damn? “stop that” he told himself, cursing himself for feeling this way towards his close friend of all people. “Afraid what’s on my mind can’t be helped that way, baby. What’s got me in a twist is all my doing” he replied, and it left you rather confused, he could see it in the way your brows furrowed in confusion as you looked at him. Your head tilted sideways a tad like a dog who couldn’t seem to understand what their owner was saying. You were so fucking cute. “Well then what’s got you all in a twist? You called me here for a reason, Benny. I just wanna help” you replied, pleading with him to give you something to work with. He could groan at the way his name fell off of your tongue so melodically. You just had to show up in uniform too, with your dress slacks hugging your thighs, your blazer really showing off your curves, and your blouse that dipped low enough for him to get a peak of your cleavage. He was eating you alive with his eyes, he knew it. He couldn’t help it, you were a sight to behold. You could tell he was lost in thought at the way he was staring, leaving you chuckling before you waved your hand to grab his attention. “Earth to Benny, you still in there?” You asked jokingly with a grin as he snapped out of it. “Maybe it’s time to lay off the booze for the night” you added with a chuckle as his eyes met yours. Everything was screaming within him to tell you, but at the same time, everything screamed at him not to. He was at war within himself on what to say. Does he tell you and risk losing you? Or does he keep it and risk hurting himself when there comes a time you fancy another man? Neither sounded great to the conman, but between the alcohol in his system and the respect he had for you to always be honest with you, he knew he had to tell you.

“Fuck it, I’m just gonna bite the bullet and hope we can still keep this in the groove, dig?” He asked, and his words weren’t slurred and he didn’t feel drunk. So why was his head spinning? His heart racing? He was a certified mess, and it was your doing. “Oh c’mon Benny, we been runnin’ this show for how long now? You know you can always talk to me! Ya got girl trouble?” You asked with a devious grin, knowing he had a new flavor just about every month if not more than that. He was almost amazed at the way you figured out what was wrong, but thankfully not down to the specifics. It was reasons like this he called you not only his business partner but his best friend. But god how he craved for you to be more than that. “I wonder sometimes if you’re a damn psychic with that prime intuition of yours, babe. Girl trouble ain’t even half the start of it” he replied, sitting across from you in a plush chair as he placed his glass down on the small table next to it. You gave a chuckle. “Ya never did have good luck in choosin’ broads, Benny. Kinda funny to see that hasn’t changed since Vegas became ours” you quipped playfully, making him chuckle. “Very funny. I think I remember calling you here for help, not to take jabs at me, pussycat” he replied, making you laugh. “Aww c’mon you know I’m just yankin’ your chain. What’s got you all in a twist then? You didn’t get one of ‘em pregnant, did ya? Because I can’t help you there with that one” You asked, an eyebrow raised at him in suspicion. “Fuck no, the Ben-man ain’t nothin’ if not responsible. Have a little faith” he said, making you playfully wipe your forehead as if you were super worried. “Whew, that’s a relief. I ain’t ready to be an aunt just yet” you joked, making you both laugh. You always were great at helping him calm down. “Well then what is it? She do something wrong? Steal from you?” You asked, killing yourself internally with each question knowing that it was another woman he was speaking of. “My heart maybe” he said boldly as he took another sip of his drink, and it was true, you had his heart in your hands at all times. But you didn’t know that. You gave a smile that hid the pain inside from his statement, believing he was speaking of another woman. You wanted him to be happy, he deserved it, and you knew when you started working with him that it could never be you that would make him feel this way. But damn if he didn’t have a way of charming himself into your own heart, making you hope that it could work. “Awww, well ain’t that sweet” you replied, trying your best to coat the poisoned words with saccharine falsity, to disguise the ache resting in your chest at the thought of another woman stealing his heart. “I said smooth, baby doll” he said, making you both chuckle. “What? A girl can’t be happy for her friend who’s in love? Sheesh. She sounds like a lucky gal” you joked, making him chuckle once more. friend. God how that word killed you. A constant reminder of what will never be, especially now. Or so you thought.

“Well, c’mon, don’t spare me the details. Who is it?” You asked, not really wanting to know the details but you could put your feelings aside for the happiness of Benny if that’s what it took. However that’s when his face turned red. He should’ve known you’d ask that question. His heart slammed against his sternum as he tried to think of what to say. He couldn’t just straight up tell you, not when he didn’t know if you felt the same way, and he’d be royally pissed at himself if he managed to scare you off. He couldn’t just not tell you either, you deserved to know. “Is it one of the broads over at Gomorrah?” You asked when he didn’t pipe up with an answer right away, making him scrunch up his nose in distaste at even the inquiry. You laughed at his response. “The Ben-man’s got taste. Didn’t know you thought so little of me, babe” he replied, making you giggle at him. “Alright I admit, bad guess there” you responded. He wondered if you would ever guess it, if you would either seriously or jokingly say yourself and then maybe it could be laid to rest easily. “Some of the frequent fliers here are a little questionable Benny…I’m starting to second guess on if I wanna know” you said with a joking grin, wishing you’d figure it out already and save your heart the pain. He shook his head no at all the ones you knew off the top of your head that frequent the casino, leaving you nearly out of options already. “Quit pokin’ around Benny and just tell me already! You got me hangin’ on the edge of my seat here” you said, making him take another swig of his drink to work up the proper courage to tell you the truth. It was now or never. “I ain’t got no other way of sayin’ this sweetheart, but the Ben-man has gone and caught a fever for the fine looker layin’ on his bed” he said, making you blink a few times as you registered just what he said. He was caught up on you? Was he drunk? Surely this was a joke, he couldn’t actually be serious…could he?

“Me?” You asked, sounding taken back by his answer. “You sound shocked, baby. Weren’t expecting to be the broad to catch my eye?” He asked, making you blush. Now this was suddenly going to be difficult on you. How do you tell a man who shot you in the head once that you’re in love with him? “Honestly no, I didn’t think I would. I figured out of all the women out there, the last one to catch your eye would be me” you replied, and how it broke him to hear you talk so little of yourself. To share in a vulnerable moment that wasn’t hidden behind false confidence and bravado. He always respected the way that you were a different woman outside of work, that you could detach yourself from the persona you had to carry with you in the casino and around the other chairmen. He wished he could be more like you, more in touch with his humanity, but he was a conman, and a good one. His work is all he’s really known until you came around. “You’re the prime article baby, ol’ Benny here ain’t ever met a broad like you” he replied, making you blush as your stomach started doing flips with excitement. It was everything you’d been dying to hear from him for so long now. It felt as if fate herself was shining down on you in this moment. “I certainly ain’t met a man quite like you either, Benny” you said with a growing grin, making him chuckle. “I guess what I’m trying to say is that it’s a real good thing I got a case of Benny fever then, huh?” You asked with a far more confident grin as you looked at him, sat across from you with his legs spread to help ease the growing tightness of his dress slacks. “Benny fever, is that so?” He asked with a mirrored grin of excitement, making you bite your bottom lip as you shook your head yes in response. “That bullet scramble your egg? Or have you always been a naughty broad?” He asked, finding himself more and more intrigued. Not to mention hot. The laugh you gave in response was breathy, and he wasn’t sure if it was just because it came from you, or the alcohol toying with his mind but he found it sexy. “What can I say? Girls like bad boys, and you have been downright awful” you replied, sensuality dripping from your tone as you flirted with him. “You’re one sick pussycat, baby. There’s quins and then there’s…I don’t even know what to call you” he commented, making you giggle playfully as you crossed your legs in front of him. “I’m saying I dig you too Benny, have for a while now” you said, making him grin even wider at your admission. Thank god, now he could no longer worry. “If I heard “dig” from you back then, I’d have told you all I can think of is a shovel. But you got a real twisted up way of showin’ the Ben-man your forgiveness” he replied, making you giggle once more. “I can think of another way to show you my forgiveness” you suggested, making him raise a brow at you and let out a sound of intrigue and excitement. “Oh yeah?” He asked, watching you bite your lip in excitement as your body language screamed for him to get closer. “And what idea is on that wild mind of yours, baby?” He said, making you hum. “How ‘bout i put my past profession to good use and I show you how well I can…handle your package? If you let me?” you responded. Oh, he definitely wanted you to.

You weren’t sure when it all began, but the next thing you knew, you both were down to your underwear. You made a show of stripping yourself of your uniform, being sure to be slow and teasing as you slipped out of your blazer, blouse and dress slacks for him. You made a show of bending over when you took off your slacks, then moving to your bra that soon found its way to the floor to be forgotten about until the next day. “You are the prime article baby. Nice Charlie’s too! Give ‘em a shake for the Ben-man, would ya?” He asked, making you giggle as you shook them and made a show of fondling them and feeling them up in front of him to tease him. “Hellooo!” He responded as you straddled his lap, taking a seat and pulling him into a heated kiss. He relished in the way your lips tasted like the sweet bourbon cherries that rested in your drink from earlier that you shared with him while you were both still downstairs. He tasted of vodka and cigarette smoke, a mixture you’d have never found appealing had it not been upon the lips of the addicting man you were tasting it from. You hummed into it in delight as his hands rested on your hips, softly moving your hips to grind against his. You moaned softly as you felt your clit bump and rub against his clothed length through your panties, effectively working you up even more than you already were. As you opened your mouth to moan, he took the chance to slip his tongue in to dance upon yours, needing more of that sweet taste of you. Your hands rested on his shoulders, using it at leverage as you continued to grind your hips into his before trailing their way up to tangle in his hair. He moaned at the blissful feeling of your nails scraping his scalp and the occasional tug of his hair. “Fuck baby, got me all kinds of worked up and you haven’t even taken those cute panties off yet” he said, making you giggle as your lips started to migrate down his neck in search for a sensitive spot to suck on and nip at. “Gotta make you as crazy for me as I’ve been for you, baby” you replied with a grin, leaving small but dark hickies in your pleasurable wake. He groaned in response, making you giggle as you felt it rumble from his chest and in his throat as your lips were pressed to his pulse point. “Oh trust me, I’ve been just as crazy for you, pussycat. No doubt about that” he responded, making you grin as you worked your way down his chest and stomach before you were on your knees in front of him.

Your fingers hooked into the waistband of his boxers before pulling them down, watching as his dick slapped his stomach just below his naval as it was freed from its confines. You bit your lip at the wonderful sight, and it was like a dream come true in his eyes. Seeing you here, on your knees in front of him, looking up at him the way you were right now was the fuel to so many of his fantasies he had nightly of you. “Like what you see, baby? I saw those pretty little eyes light up just now” he teased, making you chuckle while your lips littered kisses along his inner thighs before working your way to where he needed you most. “Sure do sugar, wondering if you taste as good as you look” you said before licking a fat stripe from base to tip of the underside of his cock. He groaned, his fingers digging in and clenching tightly the sheets beneath him in his fists from your hot, wet tongue. You made direct eye contact as you did it, one of your hands coming up to cup and fondle his balls as you brought him into your mouth. “Shit…can’t believe this is what I’ve been missin’ out on this whole time” he said, tipping his head back some as you worked his balls with one hand and what you couldn’t fit in your mouth with the other as you started to bob your head up and down on him in a pleasant rhythm. “Can’t tell you how many nights I’ve pictured this baby. Mmm and I gotta say- fuck! You’re a dream come true, honey- oh fucckk…” he moaned, tilting his head to look down at you between his legs on occasion. If he wasn’t careful, he’d find his release too soon and he couldn’t have that. Not when the fun’s just getting started between you two. It was when he felt his tip hit the back of your throat, making your watery eyes look up at home through your lashes that he had to call it quits. “Oh baby, stop, stop, stop. Shit, you keep going like that and I’m not gonna make it to the fun stuff” he said, unashamed of admitting just how much you turned him on. You let off of him with a pop before standing back up.

“Treated me so good baby, least I can do is return the favor. Sit up here and give the Ben-man a taste” he said, lying on his back and motioning you to sit on his face. “Shit Benny, I haven’t done that before. Are you sure? I don’t wanna hurt you…” you said bashfully, making him chuckle and slip you a grin. “If it’s between these pretty legs? I would die a happy man, baby. Don’t be shy c’mon, promise I’ll take good care of you” he insisted, and you had to admit, you rather liked the idea of having such control and trying something new. He watched as you removed your panties, tossing them to the side where they too would be forgotten until the next day, then as you crawled your way up his body. Your legs straddled his head as your core hovered just over his lips, his hands soon resting upon your hips and ass to pull you down and onto his face. You threw your head back with a pornographic moan as his tongue explored your cunt. “Fuck, oh Benny, baby…” you moaned almost breathlessly as his tongue trailed your slit before coming to dance along your clit. “When were you gonna tell me you’re such a tasty treat, doll?” He asked, and it was a whole different sensation receiving pleasure this way, one that left you bucking your hips in rhythm with his tongue to feel more of that wonderful friction against your sensitive bundle of nerves. “Benny! Oh my god, just like that!” You moaned, getting lost in the feeling of his tongue swirling and fluttering against your sensitive bud. Your hand came down to rake your fingers through his hair once more in appreciation of the way he made you feel. “Keep moaning my name like that baby, tell this whole joint how good I make you feel” he egged on before wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking gently, making your body jolt in response before letting out a pleased yet surprised moan. “God yes! Oh I’m so close, please don’t stop…” you begged, looking down at the sight of him between your legs as you fucked yourself on his tongue. He gave a chuckle and a moan into you at the way you were riding his face, using him for your pleasure. It made his dick throb almost painfully. “Keep using me babe, fuck your pretty self on my face. Wanna feel you cum on my tongue baby, give it to me” he begged, drilling his tongue in and out of your entrance and then back up to your clit. “Oh fuck I’m gonna cum…oh god, yes! Benny!!” Was all you could get out before his head was squeezed between your thighs, your body spasming and shaking as your eyes rolled to the back of your head from the sheer force of pleasure your orgasm sent sky rocketing through you. If he had no restraint, he’d have cum just from the sight of you, paired with the way your pussy fluttered on his tongue and the way you moaned his name like a sinful mantra.

“Holy fuck…oh my god. Oh shit!” You said breathlessly, realizing you needed to release him from the tight grip your thighs had on him as you made your way off from his face to straddle his lap instead. “Are you okay?” You asked, trying your best to catch your breath and climb back down from cloud nine. He made a show of licking your slick from his lips as he sat up before wiping his mouth. “Better than okay baby, you’re fucking delicious. How do you feel? You look like you high-fived the heavens there, baby doll. I make you feel that good?” he responded with a confident grin, pulling you into a heated kiss once again, loving the way he made you feel so damn good. “Better than good, you’re fucking dangerous with that tongue of yours” you replied into it, making you both chuckle before seating yourself on his hips once more, gliding your soaking cunt along his throbbing cock as you kissed. “Insatiable little thing, you’re right up my alley baby” he said, making you giggle and moan into your shared kiss as he fondled your tits, lavishing them with kisses and hickies. “And so gorgeous, I’m a damn lucky man” he said, making you bite your lip as your fingers laced in his hair once again, your eyes fluttering shut in bliss as he brought your nipple into his mouth and sucked. “Damn right you are- fuck…god I need you so bad Benny, please” you pleaded, making him chuckle as he flipped you both over, your back against his mattress as your hair fell around you like a halo.

“You ready, baby? Benny’s gonna show you the Tops! Hope you’re built sturdy you crazy broad” he said, lining himself up to your entrance. You hissed at the painful stretch of his length sliding into you, as wet as you were, it still burned with the way he spread you open. He felt like he had the wind knocked out of him when he slipped in even just half way, you were a tighter fit than any of the girls he fooled around with. “Almost there baby, doing so good for me. Feel so good wrapped around me like this” he complimented, leaning down to kiss you softly and sweetly to distract you from the pain as he tried to fully slip the rest of himself inside you. You both moaned in unison as the last of him slipped inside you, his hips stilled, waiting for your signal that told him he could move. “Doin’ okay, baby doll?” He asked, checking on you to make sure you were okay and not in too much pain. It had certainly been a long while since the last time you had sex. You’d go as far to say that the last time might have been before you were shot in the head. You shook your head yes in reply, scared that your voice might betray you if you tried to speak. “I won’t move until you tell me it’s alright. Wanna make sure I’m making my girl feel just as good, if not better, than she gets me feelin’, dig?” He responded, making you bite your lip as you tested a roll of your hips to feel if it was okay for him to move. He took that as his sign, but just to make sure he wasn’t going to hurt you, he slowly slipped nearly out of you completely before slowly working his way back in. He watched as you laid your head back against his pillows, your eyes fluttering shut in bliss as you covered your mouth to keep you from moaning too loud. He wasn’t having that. “None of that baby, I wanna hear you. Wanna hear how good I make you feel” he replied, pulling your hand from your mouth and testing another thrust, making you moan in response. “That’s it baby, you moan so pretty for me. Love hearing you” he said, starting to set a slow but nice pace, enjoying being able to watch your expressions and the way your breasts bounced with his movements. His hand grabbed one of yours from beside you, pulling it up by your head and intertwining his fingers with yours as a sweet show of compassion. You smiled up at him, feeling him lean forward to close the gap between you before his lips connected with yours once more. It was gentle yet passionate, just like before. Your free hand traversed the expanse of his back, needing to feel every inch of him you could against your own skin. It was intimate, intimate in a way he hadn’t been in quite a long time. One could even say there was love put into it with the way he cared for you. You weren’t just any run-of-the-mill broad, and this certainly wasn’t just any night in the sack for him, no. He wanted to show you how much he meant it when he said all the things he did, how much he cared for you and wanted you. He wanted to make it apparent that he wasn’t fucking you, he was making love to you. And that wasn’t something he did with just anybody.

He felt your legs wrap around his hips, keeping him close to you. He groaned at the feeling, how your legs pulling him into you made him hit deeper inside, pulling a delighted moan from you. “You play a dangerous game there baby doll” he said playfully, making you giggle and bite your lip as you looked up at him. “Maybe it’s a gamble I’m willing to take, sugar” you said, and it was mighty tempting for sure, a thought that grew more and more enticing the closer he was to reaching his end. “Benny…” you moaned breathlessly as you felt him nudge your sweet spot inside, making you keen and dig your nails into his back each time he hit it. “That the spot baby?” He asked, making sure to angle his hips where he would be able to hit it repeatedly, even with his slower pace. “Yes…fuck, just like that honey. Feels so good” you replied, looking up at him with your brows furrowed and lips parted as your moans filled the room like a sinful symphony. His lips trailed down to your neck, littering your neck and chest with kisses and playful nips at your soft skin. “Fuck baby…feels like this pretty cunt was made just for me with the way you’re huggin’ me all nice” he said through a groan. “Just for you baby” you replied, feeling the coil in your stomach growing tight. The mixed melody of your shared moans and the sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the suite. With the way the bed seemed to creak and squeal beneath you in time with the movements of your bodies, you wondered if anyone in passing could hear what was going on behind closed doors. “So close Benny…please, don’t stop” you pleaded, looking up at him, watching the way his eyes drank you in beneath him like this. “Cum for me baby, wanna see that pretty face all twisted up in pleasure” he encouraged, using his free hand to slip between your bodies, rubbing gentle circles against your clit.

It wasn’t long before stars filled your vision, sending your back arching from the mattress as you tipped over the edge into sweet bliss. Your nails of your one hand dug into his back, your other gripping his hand, that still lay entwined in yours, tightly as you cried out his name. You couldn’t care less about those who may have heard you in passing, all that mattered to you right now was this moment, spent with Benny. He wasn’t far behind you, pulling himself from you to spill all over your stomach with a groan. You giggled as he collapsed next to you, but not before grabbing something to help clean you both up. You turned and looked to him with a dreamy smile plastered to your face. “That was a nice bit of hey-hey girly. You’re a real ring-a-ding broad” he said, making you laugh at his compliment. “Not so bad yourself, handsome” you replied through your grin, feeling his hand come to rest along your hip as you both settled in beneath the covers. “Did ya really mean it when you say you dig me, baby?” He asked, wanting to make sure it wasn’t just something said in the heat of the moment, and that if it was he could properly detach his heart and move on. He wasn’t usually the type of man to show his hand, but now all his cards were out on the table for you to see. He wanted to be sure he hadn’t mistaken your words. “Of course I meant it, Benny. I ain’t a fink” you replied, your hand coming to rest against his cheek softly, your thumb rubbing his skin gently. His hand came up to rest against yours, smiling back at you. “I know you aren’t. I can always rely on you to be real with me, just makin’ sure I’m not betting a losing hand” he said, making you scoot closer to him. “Far from it. So long as you’re the cuddling type, and that this ain’t a one time thing, I’m here to stay” you replied, making him chuckle. “I’d be a dunce to quit you, baby. You’re as addicting as a gambler chasing the high of a winning streak” he complimented, making you giggle as your faces rested rather close to each other now. You smiled as you looked into his chocolate brown eyes. “What’dya say we give this a shot, you and me? Be my dame” He asked, and you couldn’t have been more delighted by the idea. “I’d like that” you answered softly with a smile, your eyes flickering between his and his lips, making him smile happily at your answer. “Yeah? You’d be mine, honey baby?” He asked. “About time you asked me, we’ve been dancin’ around each other for long enough. Don’t you think?” You asked, making him chuckle as he leaned in to kiss you. “See that right there? That’s what I like about you. I knew I made the right call” he said into your kiss, making you giggle once more. “Good. Now hush up and kiss me, would you?” You said playfully, making him hum in amusement as he kissed you like it was his last day he’d ever have by your side.

As you both pulled away for air, he couldn’t help but get lost in your eyes as he looked at you, feeling his chest grow warm with joy. Finally, he no longer had to worry about the way he felt, or wonder if you felt the same. He had you, and you had him, and to Benny that was the way he felt it should be. Like this, all felt right in the world. When he laid here in your arms, head resting against your chest, he felt at peace. He only hoped he could do the same for you. “Hold me, will ya? I swear you wore me out” he said, breaking the peaceful silence and making you giggle as your arms wrapped around him, your fingers carding through his dark hair. He let out a sound of contentment as you did, making you smile happily as you continued until you too fell blissfully asleep.

It was earlier that next morning, about the normal time the chairmen would meet up to discuss plans and all things business for the day. Swank, who normally stopped by your room to have someone by his side to talk to for the trip up to the thirteenth floor to Benny’s suite, was left rather confused when you hadn’t answered his knocks at your door. Normally you were either already out the door and waiting on him, or you’d be out the door the moment he knocked. He’d tried for a good ten minutes to get to you. He stood outside your door knocking at least five or six times, not knowing that you weren’t inside your room before finally giving up. He assumed you were either dead asleep and going to be chewed out by Benny later for being late, or up and there already and for some reason decided not to wait for him. Needless to say, it came as a bit of a shock when Swank knocked on Benny’s door, came inside, and didn’t already see you sitting there. Where were you? Had Benny sent you out for a personal errand maybe? Something didn’t feel right. “What can I pour you to drink, baby?” Benny asked as you were still in the bathroom, leaving Swank confused. He must have invited another girl up to his room, something he hadn’t done in a few months now that he came to think about it. You gave a chuckle, and soon his question about where you were was answered. “Interesting way to start off the morning, sugar. I can think of a far better way to start it than liquor could” you said suggestively, completely unaware of the added person in the room and only earning a chuckle from Benny in return. Swank watched as you walked out from the connected bathroom in nothing more than Benny’s dress shirt that looked as if it nearly swallowed you whole, clearly just fresh out of the shower. It was as you were drying your hair with a towel when you padded into the room to see Swank sitting in the chair across from Benny, leaving you wide eyed in surprise and red in the face. “Shit, Benny! You didn’t tell me you were having the meeting now!” You said, and both Benny and Swank gave a laugh from seeing you so flustered. “Busted. Now I know why I didn’t get an answer when I knocked on your door earlier” Swank said with a grin, eyeing the hickies adorning your neck that gave away what you were up to last night. His eyes soon dragged to the exposed skin of your legs, before coming back up and delighting in the slight peek of cleavage from the dress shirt you were wearing. His eyes soon came to the few hickies that seemed to peek from Benny’s collar, further answering his suspicions. “Warn a girl next time, would ya?” You asked, tossing your towel at the back of Benny’s chair before going back into the bathroom to change into your uniform and hopefully hide your embarrassment. “Have to say, rather jealous of you Ben-man. Been chasing her for a while. She seems like the real deal” Swank said after blowing his cigarette smoke out after a drag of it. “I take it you two had an…eventful night last night from the looks of it” he added, Benny chuckled with a grin that told Swank all he needed to know. “You sly dog you” he replied with a grin of his own and a laugh as he poured himself a drink. Once you stepped back out, this time in uniform, you made yourself a drink before sitting next to Benny, a dusting of red still lingering on your cheeks from embarrassment. “Been wondering why you’ve been holding off on your monthly flavors the past few months there Benny, guess I know why” Swank spoke, wiggling his eyebrows in your direction before taking a sip of his drink. “Don’t sound so jealous Swank, the girls over at Gomorrah got you wrapped around their pretty little pinky” you bit back playfully. “He’s just mad I stole a prime article from right under him” Benny teased back, making Swank laugh. “Well unless you’re just here to cock-block me from having a good morning, I suggest we get this meeting started” you spoke, making Swank grin at your sass being thrown his way as business ensued. But not to worry, you and Benny had your share of fun once you were alone again.

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making some stuff

benny hugs you~

there's a brief sense of warmth from his body, A clean-shaven face, A gold pinky ring, A handshake that is too long and too firm, A slicked-back hairstyle, A smile that is insincere yet practiced, A strong, pleasant cologne, A suit that is impossibly tailored, A wave of warmth from their silk-lined suit jacket, Armani cologne laced with cigar smoke, He maintains eye contact when he hugs you, His aftershave is minty and overbearing, His gelled hair feels damp, His hand carefully clutching the small of your back, His manicured nails lightly brushing against the top of your hand, His shoes are shiny and have a tiny logo that shows that they are expensive, His soft, mumbly tone, The belief that his hand will linger~

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Hi again! Thanks for the reply I really loved it! Expect to hear from me more cause I’m really into new Vegas! Could you do the companions + yes man and Benny reaction to Six having incredibly good hearing. Like can hear a dog whistle kind of good (bonus points if six is the “you talking shit” kind of person) thanks!! 

Hey!! Don't worry, I adore New Vegas so it's always an honour to write for it!! This is such a fun idea and you know for sure that Six is gonna be like that! Whenever I write about Six/Sole/Lone etc. I always do it with my own characters in mind and my Six is DEFINITELY that kind of person LMAO

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New Vegas Characters React to the Courier Having Incredibly Good Hearing

(Includes: Arcade, Boone, Cass, Lily, Raul, Veronica, Yes Man and Benny)

Arcade

When you first bring up your hearing to Arcade, he assumes you're joking. There's no way anyone can hear that well, he's sure of it. You prove him wrong soon enough, and he finds himself grumbling an apology for doubting you. He doesn't think much of it at first, just being sure not to mutter any complaints about you under his breath - you'd already caught him the last time he did that and threatened to sic ED-E on him. It's only when you're scouting out a location for Legionaries that he actually realises just how helpful your hearing can actually be. After battling it out and winning against a group of them, it seemed as though the area had been cleared out, with Arcade completely unaware of the Legionary that had survived sneaking up behind him in an attempt to slit his throat. It was only for the fact that you'd heard his quiet breathing and were able to turn around and shoot him before he could take out your companion that Arcade even survived. He found himself swallowing his pride and thanking you and your peculiarly incredible hearing.

Boone

Upon first joining up with you, Boone doesn't pay all that much attention to you or anything you have to say, truth be told. He doesn't want to get attached, after what happened to Carla and his child, assuming that this arrangement will also end in a death, whether that be yours or his own. It takes him a while to notice your hearing being far superior to his own, but when he does, he instantly points it out. By this point, he knows enough about you to expect you to take offense, assuming he's making fun of you for it, but you're more surprised when he points out it could be a useful skill to have. As the two of you travel together more and begin to fight better as a team, he often makes sure your hearing is used to your advantage, having you listen out for nearby targets that he can't see from the blind spots in his scope - something that saves his ass more times than he'd care to admit. You'd never considered your hearing to hold much value, yet now Boone makes you feel as though it's something to give you both the upper hand in combat.

Cass

At first, Cass doesn't really understand what's so interesting about your hearing, she's more annoyed when you complain about how she breathes too loud or how she's practically deafening when she's drunk. It'll likely become something the two of you argue about a lot, you'll tell her to be quieter when she eats and she'll tell you to "Shut you ears". It's nothing serious, just back and forth bickering between the two of you and you exclaiming that you heard her whisper how you're a moron. While Cass likes to voice her frustration about your particularly annoying talent a lot, she does find it pretty cool when she needs you to listen into whatever the Van Graffs are saying about her. She figures, eventually, that maybe it's got its perks too.

Lily

Quite early on in your travels with the Nightkin, Lily starts to notice quickly how sensitive your ears seem to be to loud noises - whether it be gunshots or even just someone speaking to you fairly loudly. Lily eventually asks you about it, not wanting to seem rude or hurt your feelings, but wanting to help you if you needed it. Ever the caring grandmother, once you explain to Lily that your hearing is extremely above average, she takes it upon herself to find a way to help you. The next time you speak with her, she presents to you a pair of earmuffs, ones that she'd knitted almost a forever ago for her Jimmy and Becky, so they wouldn't get cold as winter came in. She doesn't expect you to be thrilled with them, you're probably getting a little too old for your grandma to be knitting you things anyway, but when you seem so deeply touched by the gesture, she can't resist wrapping you into a tight hug.

Raul

Raul notices your hearing early on too, similar to Lily, but he decides to never bring it up to you, figuring that if you wanted him to know about it then he already would. Inevitably, you mention it in passing conversation like it's the most normal thing in the world and when he's taken aback by your casualness, you assume he's going to make fun of you. He clarifies that it's actually impressive and something he's almost envious of. Now a ghoul, Raul's senses are nothing like they used to be. he'd give anything to have hearing even the slightest bit like yours. Your own hearing ends up having its way of helping Raul out, when he can mumble something quietly enough for only you to hear - usually when someone was speaking to him and he didn't catch the end of their sentence and needs you to step in for him. Raul doesn't want you to feel like he's constantly depending on you, or that it's the only reason he travels with you so often, but it's nice to have someone help him here and there.

Veronica

If Veronica didn't think you were cool already, the fact that you can figure out where the Brotherhood bunker is based on the inaudible - to her - sound of an engine humming is definitive proof of that. It isn't long before she's showing you off like she won you at a fun fair, telling everyone how her buddy Six can hear the Lucky 38 slot machines from all the way in the Mojave Outpost (totally not true, by the way. She insists on you playing along) You have to admit, it leads to you winning a lot of bets against over confident NCR soldiers and drunken gamblers, but you do find yourself frequently insisting that one day, Veronica is going to get the both of you in trouble. Still, you can't help but enjoy the ego boost as she gushes about you to anyone and everyone who'll listen.

Yes Man

Somehow, Yes Man is already completely clued up on your hearing, but frankly it doesn't come as much of a surprise to you. You've met weirder Securitrons, shockingly enough. He refers to it as a "neat trick" as though it wasn't something you were born with before he continues to discuss the factions you need to check out. Of course, if he thinks that your hearing could be useful in certain situations, maybe around enemies with Stealth Boys, he will make a point to let you know before you go anywhere. He offers helpful advice, but knowing your hearing is superior to that of the average person's doesn't really mean much else to him.

Benny

You already know he's going to make a joke about how you should've heard him sneaking up behind you before he got the jump on you, maybe then he wouldn't have had the chance to shoot you in the head. You respond to this by practically rolling your eyes into the back of your skull and gifting him a broken nose. He immediately decides you owe him a new jacket, since this one is now covered in his blood. Knowing full well that Benny is a gossip who can't keep his mouth shut, you aren't surprised when he starts asking you to listen out for people talking about him behind his back. You're pretty sure it's your fault he had that argument with Swank in the middle of the Tops lobby, but you decided that's just karma getting him.

[falloutfangrell]

So I kinda wrote a fanfic after not writing one for 3 years so please forgive me if it’s not great but here’s a Benny x F!Reader. TW: SMUT, Swearing, smoking, slight spanking.

“Six…meet me upstairs in 5” Benny nervously ran his hands down his stupid checkered suit repeatedly as he walked towards the lift of the Tops, which you thought was fairly out of character for him. You’d gotten to know the casino owner fairly well since you tracked him half way across the Mojave, answers being one of the many things you found when you met him. You thought about putting a bullet in his head to return the favour, ‘an eye for an eye’, but you couldn’t help but like the guy when you met him, the way he spoke like a gambler having a stroke, his stupid dress sense, his unapologetic sarcasm, he was just your kinda trouble. That’s why you began sleeping with him, not for the money (like swank assumed) but because you genuinely had a thing for him, which you knew was completely insane, but what was even more insane was the fact you hoped he felt the same.

You finished your drink and sighed, wondering if it was the bullet that made you so stupid or if you were always this way, you couldn’t remember much about yourself after all. You headed up to the 13th floor, swank giving you a knowing wink as you got out of the elevator, causing you to roll your eyes at him, and fixed a stray bit of hair behind your ear before knocking on Benny’s door. He opened it, and you could see something was off by the look on his face, and the lack of a witty remark as you stepped through the door.

“Hey pussycat..we need to talk.” Because that’s not daunting. “No hello first?” You jested but he just walked to the table to grab a pack of cigarettes. “Uhh sure, shall I sit?” You asked, slightly nervous now. He nodded and lit up a smoke as you sat yourself down on his couch, almost laughing to yourself as you realised this was probably the first time you’d sat on it with clothes on. He passed you the lit cigarette as he took another out and lit it for himself. He turned to you with a look that bore into your soul.

“So doll, I’ve been thinking about some stuff, really using the ol noggin here, and well… “ he trailed off, unsure what to say. You stayed quiet, letting him find the words. “…well you’re the kinda ring a ding broad I dig, yanno?” You’d gotten fairly used to the way he speaks by now, his silly phrases that make your heart soar and brain cry for help. “Well yeah babe, I mean, I kinda hoped you dig me, we’ve been fucking for a couple of months now” you joked, trying to lighten the sudden serious atmosphere, and silence your rapid heartbeat.

He took a long drag on his cigarette. “Yeah Baby course I dig ya, it’s just, well, I guess I dug the hole a lil deeper than I intended…” he trailed off again, this time pacing around the room a little, puffing on his fag like it was an inhaler. You took a drag of your own, watching him, trying to figure out what he’s getting at, not wanting to jump to conclusions. His movements were almost erratic, he seemed almost nervous? You’d never seen him like this before.

“What’d ya mean?” You asked him, suddenly more serious. He looked at you with a look you’d never seen before, one you couldn’t quite place. He took another drag on his fag and stubbed it out and you did the same, and he sat down beside you. He looked at you but broke the eye contact quickly, and took a long, shaky breath. “Baby, listen, I know what we have going on between us is a little coo coo, and I know swank thinks we are utterly insane, but I like what we have…maybe more than I should, and I wanna make it more permanent, ya feel me? I like ya a lot doll face, I wanna make ya mine, show ya off and stuff, what’d ya say to that?” To anyone else it would sound like a shit way to be asked out, but you could see the nerves in Benny’s eyes, you could tell he really means it, and for Benny to genuinely care about someone other than himself is a goddamn miracle, and the best thing you could ever imagine happening to you.

You took his hand in yours and smiled at him, not a flirty smile like usual, a genuine, toothy grin. “I’d like that a lot Benny, been thinking it a while myself, and you didn’t even say anything too stupid in that sentence so I know you mean it” you said with a slightly joking tone but you knew he would know you meant it, you don’t get mushy very often. He smiled at you and breathed out a long breath you’re not sure even he knew he was holding in, and he laughed “damn pussycat, well okay, I didn’t expect ya to say that, I mean I shot you in the damn head after all, didn’t think you’d forgive me for that in the first place, let alone actually fall for this crazy cat.” He’d never really said sorry for it, but you knew he felt bad about what happened, he admitted that it haunts him, and you’d reassured him early on that it was okay, no hard feelings, yet he still dropped hints that he felt bad.

“Baby it’s okay, you didn’t kill me. Sure, I lost my memory, but who I was isn’t important anymore, I know who I am now…and I’m yours.” You knew dropping that on the end would make his heart skip a beat and you could tell it worked. He grasped your hand tighter and leaned in to close the gap between you both with a kiss, not your usual frantic heated kiss, but a more passionate one, showing care and maybe even love, leaving your lips tingling when he pulled away. You ran your hand up his chest and grasped at his shirt, pulling him close and whispering in his ear “So.. how about we seal the deal, huh baby?”

That was all he needed to hear.

Benny connected your lips once more, this time a familiar burning passion behind his movements, he grabbed your waist and lifted you onto his lab, moving his hands around to grip your ass as you kissed back fervently, grinding into his lap, feeling his hard on through his tight suit trousers. You began to undo his jacket buttons and slid it down his toned arms, never breaking the kiss, and began work on his shirt buttons.

He slid his hand up your dress and ran his fingers over your black lacy thong, groaning as he realised you’d been wearing something so revealing all night. You leant into his hand, begging to be touched, as you popped last shirt button out and hurriedly tugged it down his arms and tossed it across the room.

Benny’s chest was littered with wiry dark hairs and covered in scars. You thought he was absolutely perfect. You ran your hands over him, feeling his toned muscles tense underneath your touch, and you moaned into the kiss, causing Benny to cease his teasing and slide your pretty little thong down your legs. Gently he rubbed his fingers around your pussy, moaning at how soaked you were for him, and he stuck 2 fingers in you gently, teasingly, and coaxed a deep moan from your lips, causing him to break away from the kiss in a breathy chuckle.

“Damn baby girl, already such a mess for me, how about we take this somewhere with more room huh?” Without waiting for an answer he scooped you up, making you squeak in surprise, and he lovingly placed you down on his bed. Your hair was sprawled out around your head, your legs parted for him, thong long discarded, dress all tucked up around your waist, and Benny didn’t think you could look any more beautiful.

You grabbed his belt and pulled so he fell towards you, putting his hands either side of your head as not to crush you, and you grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him down into a wild kiss, showing him how hungry you were for him, and he returned the favour.

He began lifting your dress up and you elevated your back to let him slide it up off of you. He took a second to look at you and you swear you heard a faint “beautiful” leave his lips before they were on your neck, kissing down from your ear to your collar bone, finding that sweet spot that always made your eyes roll and lips whisper sweet nothings in his ear. He left a small mark, just enough to show you’re his, and began trailing kisses down your chest, stopping to show attention to your breasts, right one first, then left, drawing heavy moans from you as much as you tried to stifle them.

He slowly, painfully slowly, kissed down to your belly button, then your thighs, teasing you by avoiding the one place you so desperately need to be touched, but you knew better than to complain, or he would drag it out even longer. You’d learnt that lesson the hard way.

After what seemed like an eternity, Benny ran a finger up your folds, brushing against your clit and making you gasp and grasp for the bed sheets, clutching them in your fists. He parted your legs even more and began licking circles into your bundle of nerves, making your legs tremble in anticipation. When he began flicking his tongue you lost all composure, moaning loud, making him start to lose it too. Just when you started to feel that knot in your stomach tighten, he pulled away, making you whine for more. He wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and licked the juices off of it, making you feel so warm inside your core.

“Ugh pussycat, look at you, all wound up like a jack-in-the-box. Not gonna last 5 minutes with me inside you, are you now?” He teased, undoing his belt buckle, watching the way you stared at him with such desire, causing a pang of warmth to shoot through his heart. And his dick.

You sat up to help undo his trouser buttons, knowing he loves watching you do that, and he gave your ass a slap with the belt, he never did it hard, but just enough to make your body jolt, and god did he love to watch your tits bounce like that. You freed his cock, always taken aback by its size and girth, and he kicked his trousers off and threw the belt somewhere over his shoulder. You ran your fingers up his shaft, causing his breath to hitch, and lowered your head to lick the pre-cum from his tip.

You know how quickly he comes undone like this, and you glance up to see his eyes shut and jaw clenched, trying his best to stay sane. You took his tip into your mouth and began to suck, using one hand to slowly jerk his shaft, and he ran his fingers through your hair, breathing heavily and trying to stifle the steady flow of moans escaping his mouth. You put your other hand on his balls, gently squeezing them, and his breath hitched again, letting out a guttural moan, tilting his head back and pulling your hair, and you let him go with a pop.

“Fuck, Six, fuck” he breathed, and now it was your turn to tease him. “Aww is my man all fired up already? What are you going to do about it big guy?” In a split second he had you back on your back, kissing you harshly and grinding down on you, both of you moaning at the intensity of it, both of you desperately yearning for one another. Without breaking the kiss, Benny leant down and positioned himself at your entrance and proceeded to push in slowly, forcing the kiss to break as you both gasped, the both of you relishing in that feeling. You felt so tight around him and he felt so big, making you feel so full and warm inside.

He started off at a slow pace, but it didn’t last long before he was a mess, his pace erratic, both of your moans filling the room, you tugging his hair and him playing with your tits. He reached one hand down to rub your clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. He looked so handsome like this, hair falling in his face, sweat glistening off his torso, you could cum just from looking at him. And he thought the same about you.

You dug your nails into his shoulders, causing a hiss from him and making him thrust even deeper, and you cried out as he brushed against your sweet spot, which he then aimed for, causing you to race towards your release.

“Benny, fuck, Benny I’m gonna cum” you managed to gasp out in between moans. “Fuck baby same, fuck fuck fuck…” he sped the pace up on your clit and you saw stars.

“Fuck Benny!” You came hard on his cock and the tightening of your walls pushed him over the edge too “shit Six, ugh fuck” he practically growled as he came into you.

He rode out his orgasm with a few more pumps and pulled out, rolling onto his back beside you and pulling you into his embrace. You lay your head on his chest and listened to his rapid heart beat, still coming down from your high. You started to let your mind wander back to his confession and found yourself laughing. It was a small breathy laugh, but he heard it. “Whatcha laughing at doll face?” He asked, amusement in his voice. “I love you, that’s what.” You could swear you heard his heart skip a beat. You looked up at him and without hesitation he lifted your chin and pulled you in for a soft gentle kiss. “I love you too Six, that’s what I was trying to say earlier, I dunno how you make it seem so damn easy” he flashed a wide smile and cuddled you close, and you lay your head back on his chest, slowly drifting off to sleep with him, feeling so safe and loved.

(Poor Yes-Man is fucking traumatised)

[bottlecapbaby]

please give me headcanons for mr gecko, sfw and nsfw maybe?

I’ll assume you mean Benny and not my icon? Lmao

Benny Gecko

Benny, despite how reputation oriented he may seem, is actually kind of a model boyfriend

Anything his lady wants? She gets, and it has better be quick or he’s gonna start taking names

Of course, it helps that his lady is the courier, and basically the Mojave’s biggest celebrity. But he likes to pretend that it’s his pull as a chairman that gets her that iced cherry nuka she ordered in 30 seconds or less.

And of course, anything you wanna say to him, you can say it in front of her too. You guys are a complete unit to him, he subscribes to that whole “better half” thing.

I’m not gonna sugar coat this. We all read that letter. Benny likes footjobs, and you’re the one who turned him onto it.

As for dynamics, he acts whipped as fuck in public, so he actually turns on the dom a little in the bedroom. But he’s not really into heavy power dynamics. Maybe he’s still tribal at heart or something, but he hates for there to be rules during sex. Knocking boots is for having fun, why make it another responsibility?

Benny used to hate eating out (he was of the DJ Khaled school of thought) but you trained him out of it real quick. Now that he can do it right, and it brings the breathless moans of the lady he loves, he will ask for the privilege of doing so. Whipped and proud.

Honestly? Very versatile. Whatever you want, that’s what he’ll be. Anything for you, those are the words he’s living by these days.

[bizarrebaby]

Luck | Benny/Courier[Reader]

Summary: A bit of Benny’s perspective, and what I imagine would’ve gone down with him and my courier

word count: 1330

Benny was a betting man. He couldn’t help it. Even when there wasn’t a wager at all, he liked to take on little bets with himself. Whether or not a nice dame would turn around and glance at him, if Swank would notice his laces were untied before he tripped on a loose tile, if today was gonna be the day he died. 

He did not bet on you clawing your way through the dirt of your shallow grave and into New Vegas. He thought your death was a sure thing, and he’s convinced that for anyone else it would’ve been. He knew now that he would never know what you were like before the acquisition of the starburst scar above your brow, but that was ok. Either way, you were a feral yet sophisticated vessel of retribution, chaos, and justice here and now. When you showed up in the stunning one strapped dress, hair still dusty, lipstick scary in its slight unevenness, Benny was convinced that his luck had finally turned and turned for good. Once your luck goes so rotten that you can’t even kill someone with a point blank bullet to the head with your most reliable gun, you just can’t make it any further. 

When he invited you up, that was his fucked up way of accepting death as it stood before him. Were you a catch? Sure. But you also had the means, motive, and guts to kill him at any time. There was no mistaking that look in your eyes. If you had wanted him dead, then he’d die, and he knew it. He didn’t see the point in delaying the fate you’d decided for him, might as well go out in a good mood. 

Benny smelled like the weird cactus flower shit all the chairmen wore, some cologne equivalent of moonshine out in the wasteland. You smelled like dust and sunshine. Benny had held the platinum chip in his hands— the most advanced piece of pre-war technology ever conceived, something capable of things anyone for the last hundred years couldn’t even imagine. 

And yet, as you nestled your hand into his on the elevator ride to his suite, as his grip rested on your hips when you straddled him, as his arms tiredly wrapped around you and pulled you in a close as he could, Benny felt more powerful than he ever had holding that damned chip. You were the real thing. 

A smart man with any sense of self preservation would probably have killed you before you either killed him, conquered the world, or both. Benny never claimed to be a smart man, but to be fair he did try once. And a man who does the same thing again while expecting a different outcome is an insane one. 

He ran with that chip because he knew if he gave it up, he would’ve always wondered if he coulda pulled off the whole thing himself. Again, not a smart man, but he had his principles. Despite the absolutely mind-bending hey-hey and your apparent mercy for him, he still believed that his luck had turned for good. 

He still believed that when he ran off into the desert to get out of your way after you absolutely slaughtered the legion. He really meant what he wrote about having that date. He really wouldn’t have missed it for anything New Vegas could throw his way.There wasn’t much that meant anything to Benny besides power and persona his entire life. Being raised tribal sentenced him to that way of thinking. And yet, over the course of all those lonely nights in the sticks, nothing seemed to matter like seeing your pretty, uneven face again. He recounted all the different stories he’d heard about you from underlings and passer-by alike, all your feats of trickery and strength, and all the company you kept. A follower scientist, a brotherhood scribe, an NCR sniper, a caravan owner, a ghoul, the king’s mutt, an eyebot, even a fucking supermutant. Before Benny met you again, he’d assumed you to be some master of manipulation, but if just talking to you didn’t change his mind, sharing a bed with you certainly did.

You would think that knowing you’d fallen under the same spell as so many other people would make you feel insignificant and lost to statistical misfortune. On the contrary, getting to know you, even if just for one night, felt like an extraordinary stroke of luck. 

And Benny loved feeling lucky.

—————

The desert wasn’t kind to anyone, and perhaps death would’ve been kinder, but Benny wasn’t the type to just lay down and die when he could keep on clawing his way forward. Your arrival was unexpected, but at the same time, it felt like destiny as you sat by the dying fire and cracked a Sunset Sarsaparilla. Death hadn’t arrived. No, you were something more than death. Something much stronger. 

The way you puckered your lips and sipped wasn’t ladylike, much like the rest of you. Frizzy hair and leather armor, rusty goggles caked in sand and grit. 

“Hey there, pussycat. Long time no see, huh? Shoulda known you’d come lookin’ for another taste of the Ben-man. I’ve got a face broads can’t seem to stop chasing, feels like.” Pretty much any time Benny talked it sounded like some bird squawking, puffing up his feathers to intrigue people. Maybe the fact that you found that charming was the real stroke of luck for him. 

“What’re you running for, Benny?” You said it plainly, like there couldn’t be a more obvious question. 

“Figured I’d overstayed my welcome. Caesar’s place didn’t seem like the coolest hangout, either. Thought I was only spared the same fate as those legion chumps because I was good in the sack, ya dig?” He tries not to sound nervous but it’s hard when he’s confronted with the same pretty face from his dreams, but he can only see his reflection in your goggles and not your eyes. He sees a downright pitiable guy. 

“Any idea why I came out here looking for you when I could be all cozy in the penthouse of the Lucky 38, looking over my strip?” You cooed like it was childish teasing. Like you didn’t hold his dreams in the palm of your hand as if they didn’t matter. You snapped up your goggles and he was comforted for a brief moment by your playful and compassionate stare. It was hard to reconcile the rumors about the terror of the Mojave with the image before him. 

“Couldn’t leave it at a one night stand?” 

“That was part of it.” 

If there had been anything in Benny’s mouth besides his tongue, he would have choked on it. You lie down, chin propped up on your elbows to see eye level with him, as he was resting on his arm on a crude sleeping mat.

“Come back with me. Run the Strip. I can’t ever seem to stay in one place, and I wouldn’t know what to do with New Vegas even if I wanted it. I want you to have it, no strings attached.” You paused for a beat. 

“Of course, if you fuck it all up I might have to step in again. But if you’re a benef-benevelf—fuck, if you’re a good king, and you’re still up for that date you talked about… I’d be interested.” It occurred to Benny in that moment that he really did shoot you in the head. It wasn’t exactly like he didn’t know that, he did, but he doubted that little stutter was natural. You were reaching for something you knew that suddenly was missing. And yet, here you were in front of him, giving him his hopes and dreams on a silver platter and telling him you were into him to boot. 

If that wasn’t luck, he didn’t know what was. 

“Wouldn’t miss it for all the caps in Vegas, pussycat.”

[rzyraffek]

4am fnv ideas cuz im bored

Benny and Courier (Who doesnt remeber even being shot) would be the funniest thing ever like:

Courier: I swear if i find this mf who shoot me i will make him pay, you get me right friend? We are going to make him suffer together *sharpens a knife cutley*

Benny: om-omg yeah ye he- i mean she or he haha we dont know! i- yea they totaly deserve death totaly!

Arcade: THATS LITTERALY HIM THATS LITTERALY THE GUY THAT SHOOT YOU HOW CAN YOU NOT REALISE IT I-

[strawberrykidneystone]

fallout masterlist

(☆=smut,♡=fluff,❀=angst)

FO3:

more than what's in the contract (charon x fem!lone wanderer)♡

FONV:

3’s a crowd (benny gecko x fem!courier x swank)☆

FO4:

Tastes like home (john hancock x fem!reader)☆

Sole coming back home to Hancock blurb (john hancock x fem!sole)♡

Piper and fem!Sole headcanons ♡

casual? (john hancock x fem!sole)❀♡

morning sunshine (john hancock x fem!reader)♡

nate’s little sister♡ (john hancock x fem!reader)

Fallout Series:

a farm with chickens (the ghoul x fem!reader ft. lucy)♡

you’re a cowboy like me (the ghoul x reader)❀♡

[mentallyillstinker]

WHOOOOO YEAHH!!!

Dating Benny headcannons NSFW EDITION!!!

YAAAYYYY (Price is right music plays)

(It's under the cut, obvi, holy shit wait did i put too much? 😭)

Let's get this out of the way real quick, he DOES NOT, repeat, DOES NOT! want a family, he would say it's because he doesn't have time for it or something but really he just wouldn't want to raise kids out in the wasteland. Though he is yknow rich and all that fun stuff, he's still worried.

If ur a guy you don't have to worry about that stuff, unless you want to like, adopt a kid, which I don't think you'd be able to do in the wasteland, unless you literally just go out and take orphans from the side of the road, which I'm sure there probably are.

Back onto the sexy stuff 😘

He's definitely a bottom. I mean, he's a switch rlly, but he probably got tired of all of the prostitutes just letting him do whatever he wants basically. ALSO WHILE ON THE TOPIC OF PROSTITUTES I HOPE THE DOCTORS IN NEW VEGAS KNOW WHAT STDS ARE.

Back on to Benny, sorry I got distracted 😭

He loves hearing you moan, I mean, as long as it's real, he's so used to hearing fake moans that yours sound like music to his ears.

He's also very vocal. He doesn't really care what other people think if he hears him.

He loves loves LOVES when you pull his hair, or like, just be rough with him, in the end he knows you love him.(Awwww)

If he's on top he'll be as gentle as he can be, he knows you can handle more but he just waits until you tell him to be more rough, even then he won't be really.

He just loves putting his hands on you all the time, so obviously expect him to do that when you're fucking, oh wait, ur bouncing on his dick rn? His hands are busy gently holding onto ur waist.

While we're talking about his hands, I just wanna say he has big hands. And I mean, they wouldn't really be calloused because of how he treats himself now. (He treats himself like a pretty little princess)

His eyes will most likely be on you the whole time, he has this like dazed look in his eyes, he's just admiring you don't worry babes 😘. Though his eyes will most likely be on your face. He always wants to make sure you're enjoying yourself.

Benny is not a great kisser, just wanted to say that, it's not really NSFW, but he's a mediocre kisser, he doesn't really kiss prostitutes, and even then it was like a weird French kiss that Benny never knew was coming so he kinda just sat there for a second before he was like, 'oh shit, wait' and tried his best to kiss back.

He will kiss all over ur body though, he loves pampering you and just making you feel loved. Like I mentioned before, he would have to have fell for you HARD if you ended up dating.

He likes to hold your hands when you fuck, I mean, he tries to most of the time, but your hands are too busy doing anything else.

He has a thing for being praised, at first he'd be upset if you called him a good boy, he'd think your calling him a dog or something, but eventually he was like 'hey, I really like that' and would go out of his way to get praised.

He likes thighs, well, he likes it ALL! RAHHHHH!!! but if he's like giving you head his hands will be GRIPPED on ur thighs the whole time.

Like I said he's very vocal, but surprisingly he doesn't just moan like a bitch the whole time, he actually tires to tell you how much he loves you or how good you feel, but most of it is just quiet and breathy and most of the time gets cut off by him moaning or just yelling out fuck.

IDK WHAT ELSE TO PUTTT UGHHHB! At this point I might as well just write a small little story, I mean a oneshot 😭 I forgot what it was called for a second.

[everydayyoulovemeless]

could we maybe get some romantic Benny hcs up in here? 👀👀

Romantic Benny HCs

➼ Word Count » 0.5k ➼ Warnings » None ➼ Genre » Romantic

Benny's the type of guy to find all these grand ways to show that he loves you. You'll wake up to a room covered in irradiated flower petals and caps with a sweet sentiment written in big letters across the walls.

Ever since he shot you in the head, he's been so much more protective of you. He feels so bad and desperately wants to make it up to you in any way he can. Whatever you want or need, he's got it all taken care of.

That said, he almost always has his arm around your shoulders. He likes keeping you close to him. There are a lot of people he's screwed over and he doesn't want any of them to get to you.

He's constantly taking you out on dates. One of his favorite things to do is sit out on one of the balconies at The Tops and drink wine while you watch the people in the streets.

Benny is very spontaneous and will, a lot of the time, surprise you with random trips across the wasteland. There was one time he took you all the way down to visit Hoover Dam just so the two of you could sit on the edge and smoke before going home. It was just meant to be a nice little getaway from the rapidness of your regular lives.

Whenever it rains, he takes you out into the Vegas streets and offers to dance with you. It doesn't rain often, and he finds the activity so enthralling cause most just sit and stare.

The two of you have an interesting sort of reputation as you're both known for cheating whenever you gamble. Neither of you are allowed to go into any of the other casinos anymore and have to keep your gambling nights at The Tops.

Whenever you do something possibly dangerous, Benny will immediately start making out with you. You went straight into the legion camp to upgrade the securitrons? Bro is on his hands in knees, in love with you.

He drapes his jacket over you after sex.

Benny gets jealous really easily and gets into a lot of arguments with people because of it. Your relationship didn't start off all that great in Goodsprings and he's worried you'll leave because of it.

He absolutely loves it when you grab him by his tie. You'll have him completely wrapped around your finger if you do.

He kisses your forehead when he's nervous, that way if anything happened to him the last thing he did was kiss you.

My man is constantly complimenting you, he just can't help it. He sees you wearing something pretty and he'll flirt with you like there's no tomorrow.

He's always on the lookout for rings or other types of jewelry that he could give to you. He's a HUGE gift-giver, especially when it comes to valuable, shiny things.

He'll rename the bar in The Tops after you. He does it to prove that he's there for the long run and that you're not just one of his flings. He wants you to know how much you truly mean to him and that he doesn't plan on making this a short-lived relationship.