She was having one of those days.
It had started off badly at 2 a.m. when the baby decided to make her bladder a personal kick-box. She had rolled over and seen Ezra fast asleep, raging with jealousy as he got to sleep the entire night while his child kicked like a pro soccer player all night.
When she woke up, she was craving for pickles and pop tarts. Everything was fine until it came time to open the pickle jar, she couldn't get it to open and became so overwhelmed that she burst into tears, Ezra running in and finding his wife sitting on the ground, crying over a pickle jar.
He quelled his laughs about how cute she was and held her in his arms, pressing little kisses to her forehead and rubbing her belly, telling her how much he loved her and how beautiful she was. He knew she was sold when she looked up at him with watery eyes and smiled brightly at him, as if he was her own angel.
Crying quickly turned into horniness, another one of the side effects to her rollercoaster pregnancy. Sometimes, she couldn't think of anything less she'd want to do than have sex, the uncomfortableness was unbearable and having a romantic moment with a giant bump in the way was not ideal. Other times, she couldn't stop thinking about it. There were times when she just wished she could strip Ezra naked and ride him twelve different ways until she was screaming in ecstasy. She would find herself daydreaming about Ezra above her, writhing and groaning in her ear as their sweaty bodies moved together, Ezra's hips pounding into her as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
They found themselves in bed, a mess of sheets and sweat, the room smelling of sex as they cuddled together in the afterglow. These were the moments they loved most, the ones where they were most vulnerable. The ones where they fell even more in love with each other. Ezra smiled and hummed softly as Aria's hands ran themselves through his wild curls. His hand rubbed her belly as their baby softly kicked against his hand. He smiled in pure amazement, his eyes meeting Aria's as they both grinned from ear to ear.
"Hi baby, this is your daddy," Ezra said as he leaned down so that his face was on her belly. "I know you really like kicking, but your mommy could really use the sleep, so why don't you give her a break?"
Ezra got nothing in response except a kick to his head, causing Aria to burst out laughing.
Ezra smiled again, there was nothing he loved more than Aria's laugh and her beautiful smile. His heart swelled every time he heard it or saw it, it was if it was his Achilles heel.
He pressed a kiss to her stomach and crawled back up, wrapping his strong arms around Aria and pulling her close to him, kissing her softly as she played with his fingers. She sighed, her head resting on his shoulder as he continued rubbing her stomach.
"You okay?" Ezra asked, breaking the silence.
She sighed again, pulling her head back so that she could see his face, "Do you still love me even though I'm fat?"
Ezra smiled and laughed deeply, "You're not fat baby, you're carrying a human being that was made from love."
Ezra watched as her eyes watered again. Yep, he knew she was going to cry again.
He pushed a strand of hair away from her face, his hand cradling her cheek, "Nothing you could do or change would make me love you any less. Ar, you could shave your head bald and I'd still think that you are the most beautiful thing on the entire planet."
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing a kiss to his stubbly cheek,"What did I ever do to deserve you, Ezra Fitz?"
"I could ask you the same, my love. I don't deserve you at all but I'm glad out of everyone in the world, I get to be loved by you. The most beautiful, loving, caring human being who is going to be the best mother to our baby."
"I love you so much," Aria said as she pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
Ezra broke their kiss, "I love you too, sweetheart."
Their lips met again as Aria tapped Ezra on the shoulder, Ezra smiling into the kiss as he knew what she wanted.
"Again, Mrs. Montgomery? My, your stamina has never waivered." He teased, holding himself above her body wants more.
"Gotta make up time for those six weeks when we're on lockdown," Aria responded, locking their lips together again.
The only sounds were the wet noises of their increasingly wet kisses, their hands pawing at each other as their bodies became sweaty, the only sounds in the house being the loud groans and moans of the lovers as the headboard banged against the wall. They collapsed into a pile of sweat and skin, so drunk in love that it was contagious.
It was quiet again until Aria spoke, "And it's Mrs. Fitz. I haven't been a Montgomery in years. Plus, I like being attached to you."
"I like being attached to you, too." Ezra responded, covering them both with the sheets.
Ezra watched as Aria dozed off to sleep, his heart swelling as he realized she had fallen asleep holding his hand. His hand moved back to her swollen stomach, moving the pad of his thumb across her soft skin as it helped her sleep.
"You really hit the jackpot little one. We can't wait to meet you and smother you in kisses. I will warn you, you've got quite the dysfunctional relatives but we'll be bonded together by insanity. You've got the best mommy in the world, little one. Not many can say they get to be loved unconditionally by your mommy, but I know the feeling, and I can tell you that without a doubt, it is the greatest feeling to ever exist."
He felt a kick as he continued talking to their baby, "Goodnight little one. We love you so much."