This chapters more of a filler, but nonetheless its Ezria. Enjoy!
"Ezra!" Aria called out her boyfriends name, her head thrashing from side to side as she reached her final climax of the night. Her hands were clinging tightly on the sheet of the bed, her toes curled as she came down from her high. They both stayed silent for moment, panting and gasping for breath, their gaze locked on one another.
"What about that time?" Ezra questioned, running a hand through his messy hair. Both were covered in sweat, limbs tangled together as if they were one. After the first release that Aria had found, Aria had joked around with him, telling him that she had had better. Obviously Ezra had taken that in the wrong way, as they found themselves going a second time, and then a third and the fourth, and so on. Each time Ezra would ask her the same question, and due to her heavy panting Aria couldn't muster up a reply and they were soon off again.
"I think... I think you hit the spot that time-"Aria stopped, catching her breath back a little more before continuing as she thought for a second. "Definitely hit the spot." With a proud and smug grin, Ezra dragged his length from Aria's drenched core and slipped from above her, curling his lip between his teeth as she let out a choked moan. She felt lost for a moment without him inside of her, but she kept that to herself.
Aria glanced up at the clock on the bedside cabinet, a small smirk upon her lips. She turned on her side to face him, his arm slipping around her in a protective manner.
"How long?" Ezra questioned, arching a curious brow. The time had passed so quickly, but it had kept both of their minds occupied for a while. It'd wiped their minds of all of the stress, the problems, the memories. All of it. It was about them.
"Two hours, thirty minutes. I think that we've just beat our record, Mr Fitz." She shot him a teasing grin, brushing her lips against his. "How did I do? A+?"
"I don't think I'm authorized to answer that, Miss Montgomery. It is highly inappropriate. Having sex with your English teacher is strictly forbidden!"
"That didn't seem to stop you though, did it Mr Fitz? This is just as much your fault as it is mine." Both of them knew that the other was only teasing, they always spoke like this. Truth was, both of them were terrified that someone would find out about them, about the past year and a half they'd spent together. Ezra would be sent to prison, for years. Aria would be sent away somewhere by her Father to hide the humiliation that'd be brought upon them, Byron had promised that.
"Hasn't anyone told you never to seduce your English teacher?"
"Once or twice." Aria giggled lightly at her response, moving her body closer to Ezra's so she could whisper in his ear. "But if I'd of listened to them I would've been missing out on the best thing in my life."
"Can I ask you something?" Ezra asked quietly, dragging the covers from the bottom of the bed over the pair of them as he saw small Goosebumps rise on her arms. They had learnt from past experiences to push all covers, blankets, cushions, anything dark enough to show proof of their activities from the bed. It had been more than embarrassing when Hardy had shown up with his new girlfriend a few months back, and questioned them on the 'obvious' white stain on the sheets. It was the reddest Ezra had ever seen Aria go. Of course they had tried to throw together an explanation, but of course Hardy had none of it and continued to tease them right until the moment he walked out the door. That's when Aria figured that she didn't like Hardy, to a great extent. But she would hold that to herself, for Ezra's sake.
"Sure, what's up?"
"Do you know in class, when I teach you?"
"Oh... English, right?" Aria mocked, emitting a small laugh as she continued. "Come on, spit it out. We don't have all day."
"Do you purposely wear things, /shorter/ than usual to tease me?" It was something that'd been on Ezra's mind for a while. In the morning, Ezra would see Aria wearing something casual, like a skirt or some jeans, but when it came to his class at the end of the day she seemed to have her skirt pulled higher up than he had seen before, or was in an entirely new outfit. "You seem to play with your hair a lot too, and chew on the end of your pen lid. And then there's the way you sway your hips from side to side whilst walking past me.
"I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about, Ezra. I just wear whatever I can muster up that day. Why, does it annoy you?" Of course, Aria knew what Ezra was going on about. She loved watching his reaction as she walked through the classroom door in her mid thigh dresses and short skirts. But what she especially loved was the constant gaze Ezra would hold on her whilst everyone was trying to work. Only Aria would notice of course, but she never responded. She acted completely oblivious to him, which obviously tended to frustrate him a lot when he couldn't catch her attention.
"It sure is frustrating when I'm trying to teach a lesson and there you are in the middle row, teasing me like you do. Its inhumane, Aria. Do you expect me to just not stare at you, hm?"
"I must admit it is rather amusing watching you suffer up there in front of everyone, whilst trying to hide the large bulge beneath your trousers. It makes it all so amusing for me."
Ezra narrowed his eyes at his girlfriend, emitting a groan as he brought his hands to cover his face. Out of all of the things she had to notice, it had to be that.
"it's that obvious?"
"You wouldn't believe. Do you remember that lesson when I was wearing that really short skirt? It was then that I realised how much of an effect I had on you. You went all pale. I thought you were going to pass out, if I'm honest with you."
"You're evil, Aria Montgomery. You shouldn't torture your boyfriend, especially somewhere so risky."
"On the contrary, I enjoy torturing you. It's my job. You chose me, Fitz. You're stuck with me forever."
"Promise?" Ezra murmured sleepily, burying his head in the pillow that both of their heads lay on.
"You're not getting rid of me that easily."
