#Birthday Love

[ricksmarlene]

[heresthestorymorningglory]

Make It Better

Summary: Put those big hands to use ;)

A/N: The Goosecord came together in all our RG glory and decided in celebration of the man who brought us all together to do a big ol' Goose fest extravaganza and do a mass birthday fic share in honor of Ryan's 43rd (🤨 seems like a lie but that's what google says) birthday. From what I can tell none of us doubled up either so enjoy my loves ❤️

As per usual, I've got an NSFW 18+ on deck with the CIA agent who lives rent free in my brain on the daily. And as always, an extra big love squish to my partner in crime @ken-dom who is nothing but a terrible influence and often helps the boys kick down the door to my brain. I couldn't have done it without you.

You leaned against the kitchen sink, dishes ignored as a twinge of pain shot down your neck for the third time.

You reached trying to rub it away, fingers not quite able to reach where you needed. 

You jumped slightly when a strong hand closed over yours and a warm body pressed against your back. 

"Need some help?" 

You sighed, relaxing against him, head leaning on his shoulder as his thumb worked the knot on the base of your neck. 

"Mmm" you hummed as his other hand massaged the other side. 

He took a step forward, pressing you against the sink with the weight of his own body, his head dropping to kiss your neck gently, sending a shiver up your spine. 

You giggled softly as his hands slid from your shoulders halfway down your arms before they moved to settle on your hips. 

"Six…" you whisper, but tilt your head slightly as he kisses down the length of your neck. 

"Hmm?" He hums the question, hands sliding from your hips up under your t-shirt just enough for his fingers to dance across your bare stomach underneath, but his assault on your neck continues; you let out a gasp as he sucks gently. 

"You can't just-" your voice catches in your throat as his assault carries to the other side of your neck and you swallow hard letting out a breath trying to reformulate your thought. Instead of words, you whimper, holding the sink in front of you a little tighter. 

"Can't what?" His voice low and husky against your ear, his hands working open the button on the front of your jeans; his fingers disappearing just below the waistband. 

"That's not," you start again, trying to ignore his teeth nipping gently and failing miserably "Not fair" you whisper, turning your head to look up at him as you leaned back. 

"Who said anything about playing fair?" He asked, pulling back just far enough to look at you before his lips pressed firmly against yours, his tongue immediately slipping between your lips. 

One hand still braced on the sink, you reached the other behind you, tangling your fingers in his thick hair, moaning against his mouth. 

His hands plunging deeper into your open jeans. One hand resting on your bare hip, the other  pushing under the waist of your panties, two fingers slipping between your folds making you moan louder into your kiss. 

You break your kiss long enough to let yourself be turned around and smirk, noticing the impressive hard on tenting inside your favourite grey suit pants. 

"Is that your gun or are you just happy to see me?" You tease, hands making quick work of the closures as he pins you against the sink, claiming your mouth again; his hard cock free and pressing against your stomach. He kicks off his own clothes before giving your jeans a tug and kicking them out of the way as you step out of the nuisance they had become. 

You squeak with surprise as his hands grip your hips, lifting you to balance on the edge of the sink briefly before shifting you over to the open counter space. 

He sinks to his knees, now nearly eye level with your core. His fingers reach, curling around the waistband of your panties. 

"Don't you da-" Is all you manage before the thin lacy fabric is torn away, the useless scrap discarded on the floor. 

"Oops" he smirked before pulling you to the edge of the counter. 

Your next thought immediately forgotten as he spreads your knees apart, his breath warm on the inside of your thighs before he sucks your clit into his mouth. 

You gasp, throwing your head back as your hands find their way back into his hair, legs draped over his massive shoulders. Your body shudders every time he slides his tongue over that bundle of nerves. 

Your grip instinctively tightening as he slid a finger inside you. 

Pumping agonizingly slowly at first as your moans grew more desperate. 

His free hand reaches to hold your rolling hips still, making you groan with frustration. 

"God, Six, please"

He moaned against your core, the finger buried inside you moving faster, curling in just the right way making you cry out. Your legs start to shake as the swirl of sensations from both his pumping finger and unrelenting tongue push you over the edge as your orgasm flooded your entire body. 

Six slipped his finger from inside you as he got to his feet, he watched you catch your breath before running that same finger along your bottom lip, coaxing your lips apart, you sucked gently tasting yourself as you sucked it clean. 

You grabbed him by the front of his shirt, pulling the fabric apart with a force that caused the small buttons to pop and scatter across the tiled kitchen floor. 

“Oops” you smiled coyly as Six shrugged out of it, dropping it at his feet as you hastily pulled your own shirt off over your head, reaching around your back to unhook your bra, casting it aside. 

Your hands sliding over his exposed chest inked and scarred as he claimed your lips in another possessive kiss, hands guiding your legs around his naked waist, hard cock pressing against your thigh. He reaches between you, guiding the head to your entrance. 

You roll your hips, trying to meet his, trying to force him deeper inside, but it's in vain. You whimper before breaking your kiss, dropping your head to catch your breath, his large hands on either side of your hips, holding you still. This wasn't going to be rushed, this was going to be on his terms, at his pace. 

His glacial pace. 

You winced with a moan as he pushed his cock further, stretching you wider for him. 

“Six,” you whimpered, your arms hooking around his bare back as you moaned against his shoulder. 

“Shh” he soothed, his hips finally flush with yours and you relaxed against him, his hips moving slowly at first, breathing heavy next to your ear. “So good for me” 

You moan, meeting his thrusts, fingers curling against his shoulder blades. “Not fair,” you mutter, kissing his neck. 

"I don't play fair sweetheart" he thrust his hips hard making you throw your head back moaning loud toward the ceiling, nails digging into his warm flesh making him moan deep in the back of his throat, muscles flexing under your fingers. 

He lifts you off the counter with one swift movement, sinking to his knees on the tile floor. You gasp, clinging to him as your bare back comes in contact with the icy tiles. 

His hips picking up speed, keeping rhythm; a breathy "Fuck" against your ear making you shiver. "So good," he moans "So tight"

You moan, his quiet praise, making your body ache with need. 

You wrap your arms around him tightly, moaning unapologetically with each thrust of his hips. 

"Don't stop" you breathe. 

He pulls back just enough to look at you, your bodies covered in a thin layer of sweat, despite the cold floor underneath you. Strands of his blond hair sticking to his forehead as he braces over you, watching as you bite your lip. 

He leans forward, closing that distance with a bruising kiss, your legs still locked around his waist squeezing hard as you return his kiss with as much urgency and passion as he gave, tongues tangling with needy moans. 

His thrusts become erratic as he let himself succumb to his primal need. 

Hands splayed flat on the sleek tiles on either side of your head, his growls of effort only spurring you on further, making you moan louder, clench around him tighter, making him moan louder, thrust harder until he stopped abruptly making you gasp into his mouth as he came hard, dropping down on his elbows, his body heavy on top of you. 

He was mindful not to drop his entire weight on you as he peppered your overheated face with kisses, still buried inside you, his warm release coating the inside of your thighs as it slowly dripped from your still throbbing core. 

Your breath hitched in your throat as he slowly pulled from between your legs and got to his feet. 

He grabbed your extended arms, gently heaving you up from the floor, your bare feet finding purchase and leverage on his stationary feet as he wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you against him, guiding your arms over his shoulders. 

"How's that neck now?" He asks, kissing along your shoulder, sucking on the tender flesh of the hollow of your collarbone. 

You only hum in response as his teeth nip your skin gently, but hard enough to bruise. "Leaving your mark isn't going to help a pulled muscle" you mutter, eyes slipping closed.

"No," he agreed, lips moving against your neck "But it will remind you you're mine" 

You smiled into his shoulder; you loved when he got possessive like this. "Your favourite mark"

"My favourite mark" he confirmed with a nod; a strong hand lifting your chin to claim your lips in a reaffirming kiss. 

[karihighman]

From Chicago PD to The Rookie, she’s always got a fan in me ❤️🎊 Happiest of birthdays to this queen, Lisseth Chavez!! Even her former PD and current Rookie cast mates & friends commented on her birthday IG post 😭💙⬇️

[maraudersftw]

I'm going to need everyone to drop everything and scream about this gorgeous jily art by @constancezin that she drew for Tracing You 💗 Thank you so SO much, I'm truly honoured!

Genuinely incoherent but I'll ramble more in the tags

[zepskies]

Happy Birthday! I hope you'll have an amazing day!🤍☀️

Hey girl, thank you so very much!! 💓💓

And oh don't worry, I'ma find me some pie, all right. 😎🥧

[suzy-queued]

💖 HAPPY BIRTHDAY 💖

Love the new banner!! I'm so excited!! Hope you have an amazing birthday!! You're the best babe!! 💖

Becki! This is exactly how I picture the inside of your brain (except with more pink!). Thank you so much for the birthday wishes!

Here's actual footage of us planning our next fic together:

[impala-dreamer]

Happiest birthday to my best friend in all the times and all the ways. I love you

@because-imma-lady-assface 💖💖💖

[supernatural-jackles]

Thank you very much!! ❤️

[lanitaps]

Why do I admire Z?

She is massively talented. She has a beautiful singing voice, she can dance, she is a fashion icon, an amazing photographer and a wonderful actress.

I think she is charismatic, highly intelligent, intuitive and strategic. She seems really clued in to how she emotionally and socially impacts others. Because of this she seems really good at accommodating to other people’s needs and expectations and she often makes those around her feel comfortable. She is good at making other people feel seen, heard, included. She seems to have strong people radar. She is able to pick up on people that are fake or have negative intentions. It looks like she’s been able to do this from a young age, which blows my mind and likely has protected her from exploitation.

She seems to have a strong sense of self. She trusts her own intuition. As a young black woman in this world and in a particularly toxic context like Hollywood, this characteristic of being able to trust yourself, that still small voice, has been and will be more valuable to her than all the money in the world. I also like that values excellence, accuracy, clarity, correctness; and likes to question things and get more precise. And she is a planner! I can see how these characteristics can bring stability to those close to her (I’m looking at you Tom). I think she also has a decent understanding of her privilege and power and I admire the way she does not shy away or deny this.

Z seems to be able to bounce comfortably between being very aware of what others expect of her and doing what makes sense to her. She has pretty sharp, clear personal boundaries. And I can’t tell you how much I wish I had this at her age.

Z has a very big heart and comes across as a person with a deep well of compassion. I love how she loves those close to her. She seems to deeply understand, nurture and support people in the ways that they need. Her unapologetic love, support, and enthusiasm for Tom is such a wonderful and wholesome thing to witness (and his for her!!!)

I also think that big heart is very tender and I admire the way she protects it fiercely. Some might say she protects it too much. I don’t think so. She is necessarily cautious as a young woman in a world that doesn’t fully value women. I just think you need to earn her trust. Once she allows you to do this, she will let you in and will be staunchly loyal to you.

I love how introverted she is - I admire how she is not afraid to enjoy and value her own company. I feel particularly protective of this part of her.

I LOVE how pro-black she is. I just get the sense that she is rooting for, looking out for, and wanting to uplift black people everywhere. I also think she is continually educating herself and exposing herself to black art and consciousness.

Nowadays, she seems drawn to things and activities that help her be more in the moment and get to explore the outside world in a physical and sensory way. She might be more invested in what’s happening right now instead of what could happen, and I love that for her.

I miss her not being on social media but I fully support her choice to stay away and to protect her life from the public as much as she can. She owes us nothing!

[maraudersftw]

happy birthdayyy 🥳🥳🥳

have an amazing one :)

Thank you so much, Joy! This was so lovely to receive ❤️

[mosneakers]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMO! Sorry I don't have anything awesome for you. I pray it's a great birthday!!!

Thank you love!! Having you around is awesome enough! I always look forward to seeing what you have to say anytime anything happens in the story, and for your amazing support and friendship 💖

[dilf-din]

I might be late but HAPPY BIRTHDAY🎉🎉🎉

A queen is never late, everyone else is simply early

ILY THANK YOU!! 🫶🏼

[supernatural-jackles]

Happy Birthday 🎉

Thank you!!💜

[bebepac]

Hii 🥰

Just seeing that today is your birthday (like my moms how cool) 😍

I wish you the best birthday today. May all your wishes come true. And may your day be filled with joy, happiness and love and all the good vibes 🥰🩷

Thank you so very much 🥰🥰🥰🥰

[templeofalice]

My dearest Kelly, with my chaotic life I know I've missed your birthday by like weeks (if I remember correctly) so I do hope you had a wonderful one 💖

But I apologize profusely and give you a half naked sweaty Jerry as way of atonement.

Am I forgiven. Please 😭

Hey there, my lovely Heidi. 🥰 You are correct that my birthday was March 13th, and we had an absolute blast at the casino. Now that I've received this yummy picture of hot, sweaty, sexy Jerry from my best bestie... I'm pretty sure you're forgiven. 😘