This is my first Ezria fanfic, but the third fanfic I've written. This starts from series two, episode 9 "Picture This". So I've decided to leave out the Jason/Ezra/Aria love triangle and just focus on Ezria as they are my OTP! I've taken the basic outline of the episode but added my own twist to it and then added on. I don't own any of the characters/storylines/anything that is directly from Pretty Little Liars. All credit to the amazing Marlene King and Sara Shepard.
Chapter 1: Dreams
We were hot and heavy in his office at Hollis, it was the middle of the day and I could hear students walking past his office. Ezra was on top of me, our bodies entwined together on his sofa. His hands were all over me, touching every part, his warm breath in my ear, on my neck. Slight moans were escaping out from my lips. My hips began to thrust, enticing him that this was what I wanted and he could have it. Our eyes locked together before I yanked his top off over his head and tossed it onto the floor. There wasn't time for us both to be undressed; there was a sense of urgency in our kisses, intoxicated by the excitement and fear that someone could walk in at any moment. My dress was up, his jeans were down, we were ready for this.
-Beep Beep Beep... Beep Beep Beep... Beep Beep Beep-
My alarm was ringing loudly, but that wasn't what woke me up. The loud moan that I had cried out and the fast paced thrusting of my hips was. It took me a few seconds to realise why I had been thrusting and whether or not the rest of the house had heard my moan - was it loud? How loud? Oh god. If Mum heard, am I going to get the sex talk? I hadn't even spoken to Ezra about sex yet.
I leapt out of bed and stood by the door for a few moments, but no one came to the door. I let out a sigh of relief, and walked to the bathroom. I took off my pyjama pants and underwear to discover they were both soaking wet. Jesus Christ, I thought to myself as I jumped into the shower.
This was about the 8th time I'd had a dream like this but I'd never had anything like this happen before, and this dream had hit me like a tonne of bricks. Was this a way of my subconscious telling me that I was ready? Was I ready? Ezra and I had been together for a long time, and we'd never done anything beyond some steamy makeout sessions and maybe some under the shirt stuff, and we'd never spoken going beyond that, so it never really crossed my mind. I think I was ready.
I got out the shower and decided that today was the day; the next time I saw Ezra, it was happening.
I only had a few clothes left that were clean, luckily they were clothes that I needed. Ezra and I loved movies, and so our first time would be just like the first time in movies; everything would be perfect. I had to plan this out thoroughly and so I decided to text Ezra to see where he was, and then I would go into the city to go shopping. I got an instant reply from Ezra telling me that he was at Hollis all day, but he had a free period at 1pm until 2pm. Perfect. I threw on some clothes, grabbed my keys and headed into the city.
1:30pm, Ezra was in his office, I could see him through the gap between the door and threshold. I had been waiting a while to make sure he was alone because once I stepped through the door, there was no way I was leaving until we'd made the next step. I was dressed in my perfect outfit; black lace bra that hooked at the front and pushed everything up and together, matching high waist lace knickers, tanned stockings underneath a black bodycon midi dress that zipped all the way from the top to the bottom teamed with black high heels; I covered the whole outfit with a knee length coat. My hair was tied in a topknot as to avoid my hair ruining the moment. This was it. I was going for it.
I walked into his office, Ezra had his back to me but he immediately turned round when I walked in. I did a quick scan of the room, and when I was certain he was alone, I began my movie-perfect seduction.
"God, why's it so hot in here," I announced as I shut the door. "Are you hot?" I unzipped my coat and dropped it on the floor.
His eyes almost popped out of his head, "I am now", he could barely get the words out, his eyes running up and down my body.
"I've been thinking that we could use some alone time."
Ezra looked completely confused and also slightly aroused, as he clearly didn't know what I had in store for him. I turned to the door. "How do you lock this thing?"
"Err, it doesn't lock," Ezra managed to get out. I gave him a seductive half smile and pushed a chair under the doorknob. I could hear Ezra's breath quickening, as he slowly put together what was happening. I turned to face him, and began to slowly unzip my dress, never taking my eyes off him.
"Ohh man," he said, and smiled. The smile quickly disappeared as I revealed what was under the dress and slowly made my way over to him. I grabbed him and kissed him as passionately as I knew how. The kiss was reciprocated for a few seconds, until he pulled away. I began to kiss his neck as he said "I-I have a class in 15 minutes".
I looked him in the eye and said, "That's plenty of time". We continued to kiss for a few more seconds until he again pulled away. "Maybe this isn't such a good idea." I was disappointed in his lack of enthusiasm, but it wasn't enough to deter me. I took off his tie and began to unbutton his shirt as I said "I think we spend entirely too much time thinking, don't you think?" He smiled at my honesty, and said "yeah", then he was kissing me so passionately, I was not prepared for it. His tongue was dancing with mine; our breath quickened as he lifted me up and walked us over to his sofa. I straddled him, kissing his deeper, our hands wandering, feeling every part of each other. Ezra switched our positions so that I was underneath him, just like the dream. I pulled his shirt off, and undid his belt. He went to unhook my bra, but I rolled us off the sofa and onto the floor before letting him do so. Luckily the floor was comfy enough; He took off my bra and smiled, "you're so beautiful Aria Montgomery." I smiled back, relieved that everything was going so well. Then it hit me. I didn't want to do it iike this. It was hot, don't get me wrong, especially as I could heard the students walking past, none of them knowing what was happening in here, but it felt dirty, and wrong. And it was just like Dad and Meredith. I jumped off him and began to dress as hot tears fell down my cheeks. Ezra leapt up and put his arms around me.
"Did I hurt you? Are you not ready yet? I didn't mean to push you," he said in his soothing, calm voice.
"No, it's nothing with you, I just… I don't want to do it like this. I feel cheap," I couldn't look him in the eye, but he lifted up my chin so I had no choice but to.
"You're not cheap. And you're nothing like your father and Meredith." So he knew, I thought to myself. "We're in love, and that was a mistake your father made, he never had feelings for Meredith like how I have feelings for you". He picked up my dress from the floor and zipped it back up all before giving me a kiss on the forehead. Ezra then began to dress as I sat down on the sofa and tried to force myself to stop crying.
"I wanted it to be like a movie," I admitted, mumbling slightly. It was so embarrassing to talk about, but I knew I could. "I wanted it to be perfect". I began to cry again. Ezra was dressed now, and he came and sat next to me and put his arm around me.
"It will be perfect, I promise. How about tonight we ditch sexy Aria, and bring back normal Aria who likes to watch black and white movies in my sweatpants and eat takeout?" I turned to look at him. His beautiful blue eyes had such a warmth to them; he had a way of making everything okay, and the way he was looking at me proved it.
"I love you, Ezra Fitz."
"I love you too, Aria Montgomery". We kissed one more time, and then I decided it was time to leave. I grabbed my coat and bag, kissed Ezra once more, and then left.
