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drown in your body ; rick flag x reader (ft benny miller)

summary: Benny knows he can only appreciate you from afar for so long, and despite his biggest threats, specifically, your husband and Benny’s own questionable morals, he can’t help but take a quick peek.

warnings: smut (minors DNI!), possessive af!Rick vs pervy af!Benny (whew)

a/n: everyone say tq to drown by Baekhyun because I was able to conclude the year by choosing violence and write this piece about Rick blowing your back, from the pov our fav menace <3 don’t forget to leave some sugar! ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

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» smut includes; unprotected & kinda rough sex, spanking, voyeurism, dirty talking, possessive & kinky Rick vs pervy & kinky Benny 🧎🏻‍♀️, kinda dark but not really?? they just really kinky fr fr

'Then again, what's the harm in just a quick peek and run, right?' ;

Benny knew he had reached a different kind of low just by doing this.

He didn't mean to, at first.

All he tried to do was pass you the mail that had been mistakenly sent to their house. The package looked pretty important, judging by the sheer size of it, so he thought to give it to you directly rather than leaving it on your porch.

He knocked, and knocked, and knocked, but no one answered. Not you, not Rick, not even the cat that loves to visit your house every other day. He had no reason to try and turn the doorknob, but he definitely wasn't expecting it to be unlocked. Whether his reason for trespassing had anything to do with stubbornness or worry, the latter because he feared something had happened to you, was uncertain, but the package in his hands was no longer his priority at the moment.

No, it was the distant moan coming from upstairs.

It should've been his cue to scram, to pray that you or Rick had forgotten about whether or not one of you brought the mail in, to control his sick curiousity and avoid getting killed.

Literally.

But, oh, those noises were so tempting, so melodious, so needy. He only realized his feet were moving on their own when he reached the bottom of the stairs. He didn't move for a hot minute, mentally arguing with his inner demons for being so depraved for you the way he is. Or maybe, it was the fact that he could hear Rick's grunts in between your yelps.

Will would have his head for this.

But, who's to say Santi and Frankie wouldn't do the same either?

Then again, what's the harm in just a quick peek and run, right?

Well, everything. He could be dead on the spot.

He's seen the displays of affection you two have for each other, Rick doing so to spite the group as well but as much as Benny hated to admit it, he could see the true love both of you shared. He was grateful you found happiness just as he was disheartened that that happiness wasn't him.

But, as long as your husband was treating you well, then why should he complain? And judging by the sounds you're making upstairs, he definitely was.

He sighed, knowing he was a lost cause when he slowly ascended the stairs, testing any parts of the thread that could give him away with unnecessary creaks. He even held onto the handrails like a lifeline, but

The sight in the hallway brought him to a halt— eyeing the dress that lay on the floor slowly filled him with anticipation. Rick's suit jacket was barely hanging on the console table but what caught his eyes was the flimsy material peeking out of the pocket.

Your lacey panties.

Oh, Benny knew he was done for.

He quickly tried to navigate the room before he could even think about the idea of snatching for future use, his only guide was the noises coming from the bedroom, which was at the other end of the floor. Benny had no one to blame but himself, giving in to his curiousity and investigating like an airheaded character in a horror movie.

The closer he got to the door, the smaller his steps became, fearing that one bold movie would give his position away and have his funeral right then and there. And yet, his possible fate didn't steer him from his goal, his cock growing harder since his less-than-welcomed arrival.

And lo and behold, he reached the jackpot. His heart was racing faster than he thought was healthy, but just as he was thinking with his dick, he peeked. Despite the pep talks he gave himself, he could've given himself away when he nearly choked at the sight he was blessed with.

With your face nuzzling the blankets and ass up, Rick relentlessly thrust his hips into yours. He threw his head back, sliding his hand up and down the perfect curve of your spine before smacking your pretty ass. Hard. Each spank he presented drew little yelps out of you, the man above towering over you chuckling darkly every time you did.

Oh, what he wouldn't do to have you underneath him.

The dazed look on your face as you bite into the sheets was hypnotizing. Those sweet red lips that he wants to both kiss and see wrapped around his cock. Just as Benny began palming his cock over his sweatpants, he then noticed your bounded hands, the silky royal blue material was likely Rick's tie. He patted himself on the back, his speculation of you and Rick celebrating what was likely your anniversary was brief when his attention reverted back to your fists, flexing helplessly as Rick picked up the pace.

And to think he once found you intimidating. But just like the first time he met you all those years ago, he still found you very, very hot.

"Rick..!" His name and whatever incoherent nonsense you were trying to tell him were all you could say, as if your brain had into mush, which, frankly, it had. He cooed almost condescendingly dipping his head next to yours. Though his wet hair gave Benny little to know information about what he was whispering about but judging by your little whimpers, it was probably just as obscene as the sounds of his hips slamming against yours.

"Fuck," He growled, snapping his hips when you bucked yours, "You know exactly what you're doing to me, clenching on my cock like that. Dirty girl, aren't ya?"

"I-I am!" You whined, releasing the sheets out of your lips with the lewdest expression Benny's ever seen, "Y-Your dirty girl!"

Fuck.

To have you react in such a way, to be the one to pull himself back just enough to surprise you when he trusts back into you, feeling those tight walls flex around him.

That wet pussy of yours was practically calling him in like a siren.

He could imagine how soaked you were. He’d go as far as licking the sheets if he had to. All for just a taste. Fucker probably gets to taste you every day, Benny thought with great displeasure, and who was he kidding, he probably did.

Benny bit down on the collar of his shirt at the same time your pitch grew higher. He wanted to scream—he couldn’t groan in your ears the way he wanted to, he couldn’t cum all over your beautiful body the way he needed, and he most certainly couldn’t have you the way he yearned for. He couldn’t get too lost in the moment and yet, he was glued to the spot. You were close, and so was Benny, and he knew he couldn’t stay for long. No, it was too risky to stay till the very end.

Just as he questioned his chances yet again, something, or rather, someone threw all of his thoughts out of the window.

“Ain’t she a sight for sore eyes?”

Benny stilled, the heartbeat in his ears was suddenly the loudest it's ever been. He should’ve just run, but being the typical stubborn man he was, he slowly looked back, seeing not just Rick, but you look up at the half-opened door. Through your tears of pleasure, you stared back at the man with wide eyes, but your husband, on the other hand, looked like he was ready to commit a murder, like a bull seeing red and wanted nothing more than to hunt the poor fuckers down. You gasped, teeth grazing the sensitive part of your shoulder before angling his thrusts, effortlessly hitting your sweet spot.

"Better close the door on your way out, kid."

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peeping tom(s) ; rick flag x reader (ft triple frontier boys)

» warnings: smut (minors DNI!), humour

» a/n: separate post based on this ask ‘cuz I went overboard with it <3 don't forget to leave some sugar ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

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smut includes; possessive!rick (yes he needs a warning-), unprotected sex (p in v, riding), voyeurism, mention of mirror kink :>

» (funny how it's titled after the same-named character who's dea-)

» AAAANYWAY

» Listen here, lil’ lady.

» He’d enter the house, hoping to be immediately engulfed by your love, only to see you peek your head out of the kitchen with an excited “Rick! I’ll be with you in a minute!”

» So, he’s just standing in the living room, arms initially opened before dropping them like 🕴 Hello? Where’s his love?

» But, he doesn’t question you on it, instead, silently moves to the kitchen entrance, seeing you wipe the stack of plates and that’s when he knew.

» They came over.

» He’d slowly straightened his back, walking back to the sofa before removing his upper garments.

» “Those boys came over?”

» “Mhm! Made fried rice, left you some, too,” As good as that sounded, it wasn't his main focus right now, “How was the mission?”

» “Manageable,” Usually he’d give you more than a one-word answer but he sounded disgruntled, as if today’s work was a little out of his control which led to his pissy mood. So, you stayed quiet right after. Not because you were scared, not at all. You just thought he needed some of his own silent me-time.

» Still, you didn’t hear footsteps going up so he was likely still in the living room, waiting for you.

» Honey.

» The moment you left the kitchen to greet him for real, you were not ready for the sight.

» Like, he's just manspreading on the couch with just his pants and gloves, waiting for you to come out of the kitchen.

» You know… that black garment he wore in the Suicide Squad (2021).

» Yes.

» “Rick…?” Just when you thought that dominant look on his face couldn’t get any sexier, he’d beckon you to come over.

» I’m talking ‘bout him doing the come-hither gesture with both hands.

» YES.

» “Come here,” You didn’t dare to question him, not with that look and tone he had, and obediently walked over to him.

» He softened up just a little, enjoying how timid you seemed just by his change of behaviour. Well, shirtless, too but that was just a plus point.

» “C’mon,” It didn’t help that he had to pat his lap, too. He could clearly see what he was doing to you, considering you were unconsciously rubbing your thighs together. So, when you didn’t sit on his lap, he pulled you in by the wrist — not to the point of hurting you, he could never. But, enough to catch you by surprise.

» “Y’like those boys showerin’ you with attention while I’m gone?” His voice was deeper than usual, sending more than just shivers down your spine, more so when he was looking up at you expectantly.

» “Wha-?” Your hands shot out on either side of his head, nails digging into the sofa's headrest, "Rick, we just had lunch together, that's all. Besides,"

» Resting your forehead against his, you muttered.

» "Your attention is all that matters to me,"

» Even despite those four men and their need for your time, your focus will always be on him. Your faithfulness will always be with him, and he knows the last thing you'd do is break that trust.

» But, as your husband, he needed to do the necessary. Reminding you is one thing, but reminding them is another.

» So, he'd leave you in your nightie but move your panties to the side, hitching your breath at the fluttering touches against your wet lips.

» "Did they get you this wet?" He feigned a tone of surprise, a hint of offence, even, which sent you scrambling to answer.

» "N-no!" You shook your head — did he think you wouldn't be so turned on by the way he looked?

» "I-it's all you…"

» You were so tempted to close your legs, embarrassed that your juices were leaking on his clothed fingers and pants, but he was having none of that.

» He'd lean back against the sofa, spreading his arms on the headrest before looking at you expectantly.

» "Well, go on," He ordered, "Ride my fingers first,"

» Who were you to say no?

» You could tell how much he was enjoying this — torturing you by keeping his hand still on his thighs while you rubbed and writhed against his fingers, chasing for that far-away orgasm.

» The grip he had around your waist was tighter than tight — as if he was daring you to escape. The constant squeezes of your ass. His sinful groans directly in your ear before it was only a matter of time before his patience finally ran thin and had you stuffed with his throbbing cock.

» His leather gloves only elevated the combination of pain and pleasure.

» He wished he could see the way your pretty lil' lips gripping him, taking it all in like the good girl you are, and all for him, too. The image only caused him to buck his hips, taking pride in the way you twitched.

» Babe, you cannot tell me that he won’t have a mirror kink after this. He just has to see his beauty in all her glory.

» "Rick, I-I can't," You mewled while your thighs clenched around his, naively hoping it'll stop him from moving.

» How cute.

» "Hm?" He heard you loud and clear, but seeing you like this? Why wouldn’t he want to tease you?

» "I-I'm," You slapped one hand over your mouth — you were getting too loud, too bashful by the idea of your neighbours, especially the Delta boys, hearing you like this.

» Oh, but that was the whole idea.

» "Let all those shrieks out. Let your boys know I'm back," He snarled, surprising you when he pulled your hand away to have you moan louder.

» "Now," He slowed his pace, "You either use the safe word," He began softly, reminding you that you had absolute control if he was doing too much.

» But, the second he knew you didn’t want it to end, however, he growled in the next, "Or fuck this cock like you mean it,"

» Now, you're probably wondering; did they hear you?

» Simple; yes.

» Voyeuristic lil' bi-

» Didn't matter if they heard you shriek in such a sensual way or 'coincidentally' peeked at your little 'activity' through the window.

» Their. Eyes. Are. Open.

» 👁👄👁 -horny in silence-

» From what I can imagine, ranking from most to least embarrassed about seeing you together do the deed would be; Frankie, Santi, Benny, and Will.

» So, Frankie!

» wbk

» He's not embarrassed by the fact that you're having sex or just sex in general, he's just appalled at himself because he didn't look away the second he realized what y'all were up to.

» He did, eventually, but he knew he'll be thinking about it for a while.

» And he's supposed to be the sensible one, too, damn it.

» Theeen, Santi.

» I'm not saying he'll be embarrassed embarrassed but to think he'd see the day where you're in your most vulnerable — your most debauched. He's always complimenting you, partially to irk Rick too but damn.

» Again.

» It won't leave his mind anytime soon.

» I can see him pointing a middle finger at himself in the bathroom mirror like a random scene you'd see in Moon Knight.

» Surprisingly, next is Benny!

» Hear me out; I believe that between the Miller brothers, it's a tie. But, Benny comes in first; he may or may not have thought about finding you in a compromising position but for it to actually happen, and the fact that he's turned on by it too?

» That man is out of there.

» Imagine him rushing out of the house, yelling to the boys that he's off for some last-minute training when in reality, he doesn't want to think about your dripping cunt in the same house as the boys.

» He thinks they'll read his mind idk mf and his logic

» Last but not least, Will.

» Like I said, a tie with his brother BUT! Rather than rubbing one out elsewhere, he finds nothing wrong with doing it at home.

» Is he aware of what he's doing? Yeah.

» Of course, he'll do it in private, but he's not stupid (not to say the others are though. They are just as aware!). He knew his brother wasn't rushing off because he was needed in the boxing ring.

» The same way he knew Frankie and Santi didn't just lock their doors because they're stuffed from the lunch you made.

» Soo, yeah. Possessive Rick + Delta boys and their horn-knee thoughts...

» and I'm over here sweatin'.

» Muuuch to think about.

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» not surprising that my favourite ask of the series thus far is a smut HAHA but I do hope y'all enjoy just as muchhh

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masterlist ; joel kinnaman & char.

˚ · . RICK FLAG

the lady in the middle* (ft captain syverson)

Why choose between two of the hottest veterans when you can have both?

lovememore (+ sequel!*)

Belle Reve or not, Rick is already content when you’re around.

‘rick flag vs the triple frontier boys’ series ; 1, 2, 3, 4*, 5*

You’re unaware that your old friends, the Delta Boys, are taking a liking to you. The problem? Rick Flag is your husband. (#rick flag vs the triple frontier boys)

hold me closely (flag family series) ; 1, 2, 3

'Cool, calm & collected' is how many describe the Flags, and they're right. To a certain degree, at least.

˚ · . STEPHEN HOLDER

in the fall (+ prequel!)

Life is tough but that’s okay — you two have each other.

˚ · . ED BALDWIN

love language*

Ed wants you to teach him your native language.

velvet (ft gordo stevens) [preview]

Ed’s interest in his best friend’s fiancée comes to light, but in the best way possible.

little one

Ed comes home to his little family.

private time*

You & Ed fool around when the girls leave for the park.

late night heart attacks

You & Ed are in for a surprise, quite literally.

˚ · . TAKESHI KOVACS

love again*

Seeing Takeshi smile is rare, a privilege only you have.

˚ · . back to full m.list , kudos to @ed-baldwin for the gif! ❤

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(work with me and pretend all the triple frontier boys live right next to you and Rick LMAO) Imagine Rick coming home after a mission, seeing all the dirty plates in the sink, and knowing FULL well that the boys came over b/c you couldn’t have used that many that quick so he gets a lil huffy and jealous. NOW imagine Rick grabbing your hips hard enough to leave marks while bouncing you up and down on his cock. “Let all those shrieks out. Let your /boys/ know I’m back.” I’M SWEATING, REVE.

BABE YOU'RE MAKING ME SWEAT 🕴

But jealous!Rick ain't complete without having our first spicy piece so I gotchu 😭🤌🏻 I HAD TO MAKE A SEPARATE POST THO SO HERE ❤

#rick flag x reader #rick flag x you #rick flag #rick flag vs the triple frontier boys #benny miller x reader #will ironhead miller x reader #santiago garcia x reader #frankie morales x reader #— reve's asks 🌹#— reve's reverie 🌹

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I have another ideaaaa 👀 I imagine Santi and Benny being very flamboyant when it comes to showing their admiration for someone. Imagine Rick bringing lunch to reader’s unexpectedly just to see Santi bringing her flowers and Benny giving her the heart eyes. My poor flag baby might have a stroke just from the scene in front of hiiimmm!!

a/n: Aria, baby. it’s been a long ass time ✋🏼😔 BUT THE FIXATION IS BACK (kinda. largely because I’ve been reading fics after fics of Oscar & Pedro chars. RAAAAAH). so we’re here baby, after 1 ½? 2 years later???? ENJOY

warnings: humour & fluff; poor Rick just wants to love you in peace.

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Oh, you know Rick’s eyes are TWITCHING. The paper bag in his hand, packed with lunch from your favourite stop, crumpling in his grasp, almost tearing at the top. Not the food though, he’s not trying to ruin his wife’s favourite.

But he’s chill. Absolutely chill. He swears.

Benny and Santi just had to stop by the same time he came home from work, both leaning against the white porch railing while you sat prettily on the bench.

Benny was expressive in whatever he was talking about, likely his last boxing match from the way he was holding the air in a headlock before the three of you shared a laugh. As much of a troublemaker they were, they were your friends, after all. He’d chase them off his property or warn them with a glare any day if it meant cutting off any form of ‘allegiances’ with that horrible past, both yours and his.

Just when you were about to reply to God knows what they asked, you noticed Rick lingering by the mailbox. Your eyes lit up, and it didn’t take the duo any other hints to know that he was home.

“Rick!” You enthusiastically waved at your husband, beckoning him to sit on the bench next to you. Rick couldn’t help but smile back at you, walking over and ignoring the two until he reached the top step of the stairs.

“Boys.” He greeted them, going over to shake Santiago’s hand before Benny’s, flexing his hands as they shook to see if the other would break. None did, as usual, pulling away and somewhat putting the tension on hold in favour of you. Rick took a seat next to you, passing you the bag of food and a soft ‘there y’go, baby’ (but not really, he made sure the two would hear it).

It took a few seconds, making sure he greeted you with a kiss before stretching his arm to lay on the backrest behind you.

“So, what’s the occasion?”

“The boys just came over to say hi. Gave me these flowers from the flower shop nearby,” You raised the calla lilies that were resting on your lap. Now, Rick was no flower specialist, but he has been to the shop countless times to buy you your own fix.

And if he remembered correctly, they generally represented beauty.

Well played.

“And Santi was just telling me about this new Cuban restaurant just outside the neighbourhood.” You continued, turning to Santiago with an encouraging smile so he could tell Rick about it.

“Cuban restaurant, huh?”

Santiago curtly nodded to his curiosity.

“The best. Might even be your new favourite once you both try it.” He explained, only to glance at the paper bag Rick was holding—a look that was almost… Judgemental? Critical? All of the above? All Rick knew that the man before him was silently scoffing at his choice.

And, well, Santi wouldn’t exactly deny that claim, either.

Rick didn’t hide the scoff, only to pair it with a faux smile so you could take it as nothing more than a harmless banter, “Gotta be real good then. ‘Cause this here,” He cocked his head in the paper bag’s direction, “Is my wife’s favourite place. Our favourite place.”

Rick not only had to watch out for the bold claim Santi was making, but he also had to bear in mind the sight of Benny openly looking at you like a lovestruck puppy. The promising boxer didn’t even care about the passive-aggressive argument going on around him. He was just appreciating the beaut in front of him.

(Man’s just doesn’t give a shit atm).

“Hey, I’m not here to burst your bubble,” Santi huffed in amusement, raising his hands in a defensive way, “But I’m not trying to give the pretty girl any mediocre recommendations either. C’mon Flag, you, of all people, should know that we want the best for her.”

“Aw, Santi, you’re too kind.” You were touched and it showed, and Rick couldn’t argue with the statement. Without a doubt, he wants what was best for you, be it food, comfortable clothes, gourmet treats for the fucking neighbourhood cat you adore—anything.

In the midst of their silent argument, you reached for Rick’s hand, holding his larger ones in between yours, “I’m sure Rick and I will enjoy it,” He mirrored the warm smile as you stared into each other’s eyes for a moment, only to break when you addressed the two, “And if it’s as good as you said it is, we might as well have a get together.”

Oh.

You were growing concerned of the two’s silence, eyes darting back and forth and almost—almost asking what was wrong until Benny, as if snapped out of his trance, finally, spoke up.

“Absolutely.” Benny raised his hand in a manner that a believer would in church.

Abso-fucking-lutely.

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Lisssssssttteeennnn……imagine while your husband Rick Flag is out on a mission, Benny tries to get closer. One day Rick comes back to Benny sitting at the dining room table eating food his wife cooked for him. Rick would be so damn shook and ready to fight bahahaha!!

NO NO 'CAUSE YOU RIGHT 🧍🏻‍♂️ things would get ugly if the reader ain't there HHH

jealous!rick's probably 'shoot first, ask questions later' and it ain't limited to Benny's little games 'cause you already know his hands are rated e for everyone-

pasta night ; rick flag x reader (ft benny miller)

» warnings: humour & fluff

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» "(Y/N)!"

» "Benny, hey!"

» It was half-past eight at night and you were waiting for Rick to return from his mission with DuBois. Nothing drastic, considering they only needed three days to get the job done.

» You've just finished making dinner; some good ol' creamy pesto pasta. Admittedly, you've made too much. Like, enough-for-three days-kinda too much. You didn't think much of it though. You're far too excited to see your husband.

» So, you thought it was a great idea to wait outside, watch the stars and play with the friendly stray cat that for some reason loved visiting you at this odd hour.

» It wasn't until an hour later, that Benny decided to show up from his training session.

» "Rick not home yet?" It wasn't hard to make a guess — you two were practically attached in the hip.

» "Nope, but he will in an hour or so," You chirped, one hand stroking the kitty's head and the other perched on the porch fence.

» What a sight to behold, especially under the moonlight.

» "How was training?" He pulled himself out of his daydreaming state before shrugging, acting cool in front of you.

» "The usual. I even decided to go easy on a rookie, sooo, are you proud?" He took pride in making you giggle, wearing the achievement as a champion would, "And you? Anything interesting today?" He placed his gym back down, rolling his shoulders occasionally.

» "Other than making dinner? Nope," You tilted your head in wonder, "What about you? Have you eaten yet?"

» "Nah, might just reheat something in the fridge," He took notice of the way you frowned a little.

» "You sure? You could always join me, I might've made too much," He opened his mouth but nothing came out before contemplating the idea for a moment.

» He's always wanted to spend time with you, no? He'd never do anything you didn't want, obviously.

» He's a menace, not an actual homewrecker. C'mon now.

» He, like the rest, just wanted to spend more time with you, is all.

» "You sure?" He asked but deep down, he was anticipating the next hour or so with you.

» "Definitely!"

» Just like that, Benny was greeted by the coziness of your humble abode.

» He and the boys have been to your house before but there was something different about being in your kitchen at night with a nice meal to end a dull or stressful day.

» "Here you go," You placed a bowl of pasta and a can of beer in front of him, "Careful, it's still a lil' hot,"

» You opted for tea instead — you did promise Rick that you wanted to eat together.

» Speaking of, your phone chimed before Benny could even chat with you.

» Rick: im on my way, hang tight sweetheart ♡

» You smiled bashfully at the text, typing an equally cheesy response before putting it away out of respect for Benny's company.

» "I take it that he's coming home soon?" He took a sip of his drink, hiding his disappointment that the time would probably end sooner than he thought.

» "Mhm!"

» Thaaat figures.

» But, that didn't mean he didn't enjoy your presence. Hell, the entire one hour felt like a breath of fresh air. Plus, with the hearty meal? He's sure the others would enjoy it just as much.

» Back to you, though, he's reminded why he, Rick and even the rest of the gang found you irresistible.

» Alas, he knew the night came to an end at the sound of the front door.

» You stood up from your seat and Benny watched as you immediately made a beeline for the living room, but not before patting him on the arm.

» "I'll be right back!"

» Ah, bless you for your consideration.

» Rick had taken off his shoes, petted the cat outside and was greeted by the one face he's been dying to see. He needed it — needed you after the mission.

» "Rick!" You jumped in his arms, prompting Benny in the other room to stop chewing. His cheeks puffed up, both from the food in his mouth and the distaste for his name that left your pretty little lips.

» "Hey, darlin," Rick purred, finally loosening up now that he's home, "What smells good in here?"

» "I made pesto for dinner, I told you that this morning, didn't I?"

» "Oh, I was talkin' 'bout you but I'm not saying no to some pasta," You dramatically gasped at his scandalous statement. A common behaviour at this point, always dropping hints at you without a care in the world, "Veeery funny. How's DuBois?"

» "Same as always," He replied, "Here," He dropped one hand to his pocket, fishing out a letter.

» "Is this from Tyla and Cleo?" He hummed, watching you grin. It was cute, to say the least; seeing how you'd keep in contact with the two like the 'cool aunt' everyone has. Cleo thought of exchanging letters, despite having her own phone but decided the former idea had its own appeal. Tyla, too, grew to the idea.

» Lovely sisters, they were. None of you cared if they weren't related.

» Plus, Cleo had a thing for polaroids now, sending you photos of whatever random activities she did with Tyla and even DuBois nowadays.

» How could you ever say no to that?

» …

» Scratch that, make it three.

» Harley's chaotic energy was unmatched but nothing you nor Rick couldn't handle.

» "The mission's okay," Your train of thoughts were interrupted by his reassurance, "DuBois went home safely, and now, I'm home too,"

» Good; you couldn't imagine Tyla's, Cleo's, or your anxiety level if none of them reached home safely.

» "I'm really glad it went well," You mumbled against him, feeling his arms tighten around you, "I hope you don't mind but I invited a friend over for dinner," You headed to the kitchen, walking backwards as Rick followed suit.

» Thank goodness you went in first or he would've swung at the sight of the guest.

» "Flag," He raised his can of beer. Rick didn't miss his instigating tone; Benny might as well have fun a little, right?

» "Hope you don't mind me borrowing her for a bit,"

» Oh nah.

» The nerve-

» "Rick, no!" You wrapped your arms around him, holding him back, though you knew he could've pulled away if he wanted to.

» Plus, what has gotten into him? Could it be that he's angry because he didn't want to share?

» That's preposterous.

» "I was the one who invited him in!" You explained over his shoulder, "I made a lot of pasta when Benny came back from his training. None of the boys was home yet and I didn't want him to have some random TV dinner. So, I called him over so he could bring home some leftovers for others, that's all,"

» You felt him relax a little but still on edge nonetheless. You had your left cheek squished against his back to calm him down, unaware of the shit-eating grin he's receiving from Benny.

» "Yeah, Flag. She makes a mean pasta, I see why you're not a fan of sharing,"

» All Rick could do was grit his teeth behind his ambiguous statement.

» Acting civil shouldn't be difficult, considering that was what he's done back in Belle Reve and yet, the smug bastard before him really tested his patience.

» To be honest, this or this is what the confrontation would've looked like if you weren't there.

» Still, he trusted you with all his heart. He knew you'd decline or call Benny out the second he takes a step too far.

» So, he relaxed under your touch but continued to glare at the fighter in front of him.

» "Glad we can come to an agreement," He scoffed, motioning you close for a side hug. A smirk broke out of his face when he noticed Benny's clear annoyance. Rick wasn't going to give him the slightest satisfaction and it shows, "(Y/N) right here, is one in a million, kid,"

» You giggled when he nuzzled against your hair, blinded by the fact that things were beginning to heat up until you remembered your guest.

» Poor Benny had to endure the art of third-wheeling.

» (that's what yo' ass get-)

» Those short seconds of love were brief but damn, they felt like hours.

» "C'mon," You took the same hand that was caressing your face, pulling Rick to the table together.

» You took the liberty to sit in between them, in case one of them decided to say something that could aggravate the other.

» For whatever reason.

» Seeing that none of them wanted to talk to each other but to you instead, dividing your attention was the only option.

» So, you went from Rick.

» "Harley wants us to babysit Bruce again next week,"

» To Benny.

» "The gym's always open for new people, y'know?"

» Then, Rick again.

» "You think DuBois' gonna throw another get-together soon?"

» Then, Benny again.

» "Will won't stop bugging me about this bakery downtown but I know I'm not planning to go with him,"

» Whenever your attention was on the former, the latter made sure a displeased look was on their face, and vice versa.

» A mess, honestly. It's amazing that you never caught these in your attention.

» Soon after, Benny checked the time; seeing that the others were bound to return home soon, he took his leave.

» Begrudgingly, to him.

» Thankfully, to Rick.

» But, not before you passed Benny containers filled with pasta, plus, some treats you've made the day before.

» "Heat it up in the microwave for two minutes, make sure you stir them after every thirty seconds," You reminded him once the three of you stood by the front door.

» "I will, thanks again, sweets,"

» One would be aware that a pet name like that would've thrown Rick off.

» So, what was stopping him?

» Well, the way he thanked you wasn't the teasing tone he's normally dealt with.

» No, it was genuine gratitude. Benny almost looked like he didn't know what to do.

» You've told him about your time in the military with the boys. One thing he was thankful for was the good memories you held with them. They weren't easy but compared to Belle Reve?

» Military service seemed like child's play.

» Rick was somewhat in Benny's place before.

» Out of place. Reserved. A little hot-headed to some, even. Up until you came along.

» It felt weird. Not bad, but fuzzy, if that made sense.

» That's probably what Benny was feeling too.

» So, he sighed but continued to lean against the door frame, just behind you. Once goodbyes were exchanged, you turned around, only to see him crossing his arms.

» "Aww, Rick, come here," You brought your six-foot husband in an embrace, feeling his guard drop the second your ran your fingers through his hair, "What's gotten into you, hm?"

» His lack of response worried you until he lifted you off the porch floor.

"Just miss you, is all," He hid his face in the crook of your neck. You figured he was having one of those moments, whether it was after a particularly rough mission or a tough time sleeping. It could've been anything but you didn't question it. You just continued to lavish him with your presence. Words of affirmation or butterfly kisses, it didn't matter.

» "I miss you too, handsome," You cooed. You stayed like that for a moment, legs off the ground as he carried you with ease, "Wanna head inside?"

"In a bit," You hummed at his response, enjoying the moment as he placed a kiss or two on your jaw.

» He loves you, to the moon and back. He'd show how much you mean to him if he had to.

» He could only imagine the seething look on Benny's face if he watched from his house window.

» Probably hilarious, if you asked Rick.

» I'm just saying; Benny probably probably saw it and is screaming in a pillow right now.

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» gorgeous rose divider by the amazing @firefly-graphics

» taglist: @perseone @aria725 @all-the-things-i-done @torchbearerkyle (+ kudos to @velocibeewords for establishing that Benny is in fact 'Little shit!Benny') ♡

» y'all are absolutely killing it in my askbox ✋🏼😭 I've got a couple more so I'm so excited to do my take on it! feel free to send in yours; one of them is particularly spicy so ;)

» y'know I'm up for fluff, humour and/or smut! <3

» don't forget to leave some sugar, babe! ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

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rick noticing the tf boys looking at you for a little too long, then walking up behind you and nuzzling into your neck with those arms wrapped around you… giving benny a sharp glare that lets him know you’re taken… yeahhhhh i could be into this 😳

oh and you KNOW benny and rick are the types to posture and puff their chests out

NAUUUUR THE IMAGE THAT FLASHED BEFORE MY EYES AT THAT LAST LINE-

babe, I love the way you think ✋🏼😭 just two hunks acting like birds intimidating each other for your hand even though you're already Mrs Flag LMAO

and hoooly shit yes — let's call it

staring into beauty ; rick flag x reader (ft benny miller)

» warnings: humour, implied smut (minors DNI!)

(I'm doing this 'cuz I'm lazy to write formally):

» Now, this could happen at any point, pre or post-meeting 'cause either way, jealous!Rick remains.

» "Who started it?" you might ask.

» Ben 'Benny' Miller, obviously.

» I imagine that you're just tending the garden, all soft, graceful and a lot different than when you were in your Delta Force days, so it made sense that such a sight would result in the TF boys staring at you on more than one occasion.

» Just like the rest of the boys, you've known Benny longer than Rick, and if he's the same as he was all those years ago, then you'll know that he's the type to always pick a fight. Always.

» Santi, too, I reckon, but as soon as Rick approaches him with a "You need somethin'?", he'll just brush him off, chuckling and all chill, with a "Just checkin' up on a ol' friend, is all,"

» He's not scared, he just finds it funny. But he won't deny that you're quite the eye-catcher. Not that you haven't been before but this was a different side of you, y'know?

» Frankie and Will are the ones who'd rather appreciate you from afar. The duo who'd prefer less confrontation, though, when Rick's not around, they'll make it a habit to drop you a compliment or three.

» Rick has caught them more than once though.

» But, Benny? Oh Benny.

» He has zero shame; making sure Rick sees what he's doing just to get him riled up so you'd think that Rick's just being senseless and Benny as the 'mature' one.

» And hell, you're a beautiful woman, patient too! You've always been with him, more than his own brother.

» But, being a menace is in his blood (lol wbk).

» You didn't even notice Benny watching from his porch, too busy picking out which flowers would look best in the front yard.

» Benny's lip biting had Rick, who watched from the kitchen window, clenching his fists in disapproval. The audacity of this man eye-fucking his beloved. He didn't even waste time in leaving the house, making a beeline for you but acted like he didn't acknowledge Benny in the first place.

» "Darlin'?" You perked up at the voice. You remained on your knees but looked up at him with a smile, to which he mirrored with his own, "You figured out what you want for lunch later?"

» "Hmm, I was thinking of that diner we passed by yesterday," You watched as he kneeled behind you, "What do you think?"

» "I don't mind," He whispered against your ear, tickling your neck with his breath, "'Cause either way, I'd be hungry for somethin' else,"

» "Oh? What's that?" As soon as you asked, you're pulled into his chest.

» "You," Nuzzles turns into kisses and occasional nipping on the neck, prompting you to rub your thighs together in anticipation. You're sure he knows you're turned on by his sudden behaviour — you're not sure why but you're not complaining.

» His big arms wrapped around you, where he's just whispering the sweetest (or naughtiest) things while full-on glaring at Benny, who's now gritting his teeth.

» Well, he'll glare at any of them, really!

» It's likely that the things he whispered includes the 'naughty-naughty' stuff in bed, and he's a man of his word, after all ♡

» But of course, Benny wouldn't stop there. Glares and childish acts (a.k.a him and Rick puffing their chests out to see who's tougher) becomes a norm at this point. Anything to get your attention.

» 'Cause who knows?

» He might have a chance.

» m.list (series under 'Rick Flag vs the triple frontier boys')

» gorgeous rose divider by the amazing @firefly-graphics

» thanks to @perseone @aria725 @all-the-things-i-done @torchbearerkyle too for the lil' 'push' ♡

okay but;

'Benny and Rick are the type to puff their chests out,'

is2g that line made my entire DAY — thank you for the ask babe! I think it's a lot easier writing this way rather than a full on ver. 'cause I be delayin' :P

prob make a 'meet-up/reunion' or anything filthy next, idfk y'all can tell me in the askbox!

» let's unofficially call this 'Rick Flag vs the men of Triple Frontier' or whatever~

#— reve's reverie 🌹#rick flag x reader #rick flag x you #rick flag #benny miller x reader #benny miller #will ironhead miller x reader #will ironhead miller #frankie morales x reader #frankie morales #santiago garcia x reader #santiago garcia #triple frontier #triple frontier x reader #rick flag vs the triple frontier boys

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