EGL 253: American Innocence
Title: EGL 253: American Innocence
Author: emily64cooper
Rating: PG-13.
Characters/Pairing: Aria/Ezra
Summary: Ezra recieves a not-so-PG-rated videocall from Aria while he's administering a test at Hollis one day.Prompt: "Pretty Little Liars, Arya/Ezra, (516): im stripping for him via video chat, but the sound is turned off cause his students are taking a test" at comment-fic.
Author's Note: So this came out to be wayyy longer than I'd intended. I had a few different ideas for this prompt, too, so I might try a different one.
On Fridays, Professor Fitz teaches his favorite class, EGL 253: American Innocence. The course runs from 9:15-10:20. He loves the class, mostly because he loves the novels he gets to cover in it. He’s also fond of the time and day, since it’s his last class before the weekend. Coincidentally, that hour comes at the same time as Aria’s free period.
He swears he didn’t plan that. (He’s lying).
Sometimes she’ll come to Hollis and sit in on his class. She’ll sneak in and beeline to the back of the room. She always changes where she sits. It’s like a game, trying to find her amongst his thirty other students. Of course, he’s certain he could recognize Aria in a classroom of three hundred. She listens intently, taking notes and asking and answering questions just like his other students. Yet he can’t help the blush that comes to his cheeks when she gives him those looks, the heat that rises when she leans forward, just far enough that he can see the very top of whatever bra she’s chosen that day.
They usually end up in his office pretty quickly after class, but she can never stay long; her day is just beginning.
Sometimes, if she can’t come in, she’ll call him before class starts. It’s those calls that make him miss teaching at Rosewood, where he could see her every day. But he knows that it’s better in the long run for him to be at Hollis, so he takes what he can get.
Recently, though, she’s started video chatting him during class. Video chatting itself is nothing new for them-they do it pretty frequently throughout the week-but he’s not used to it while he’s teaching. He doesn’t mind, though. If she wants to sit in on his lectures via his computer, he’ll let her.
Ezra never expected it to turn into this. He’s about to administer an exam when he notices her giving him that look through the computer screen. He knows that look. He’s seen it quite a few times now; it’s her “I have a devious idea” look. He’s not sure if it’s going to like whatever’s about to happen. Subtly, he shifts his computer, hoping none of his students can see it over the podium he lectures from.
He leaves the podium to hand out the tests and wishes his students luck. It shouldn’t be a particularly difficult test, but it’s not going to be easy either. He’s a little apprehensive to head back to his computer. Aria is up to something.
Ezra sits down at the stool behind his podium and gives the room a quick glance. Everything seems alright, so he dares to look back down at Aria on his screen. She’s sitting on her bed in her bedroom, a wicked smile now matching her devious look. He gulps. She raises a finger to her lips, telling him to be quiet, and he nods, letting her know that he’s willing to play along with whatever game she’s prepared for him.
He jumps when his cellphone vibrates in his pocket. Even with the videochat sound off, he can tell she’s laughing at him. It’s a message from her. “I have a test for you too, Professor. Two rules: Stay quiet for your students and don’t text back. If you answer correctly, you’ll get a prize. Nod if you’re ready.”
Intrigued, he does as asked. “Good,” she texts back, “First question: What date did we meet, the 4th or the 5th?”
Adhering to his rules, he holds up the number 4. Aria smiles at him. Suddenly, her shirt goes flying over her head, leaving her clad in only her skirt and bra. Ezra lets out a surprised breath, which he overs with a cough. He can’t quite cover how his eyebrows raise until they’re practically a part of his hairline. As a precaution, he pulls his laptop closer to him, desperately hoping none of his students can see his scantily clad girlfriend.
“Relax,” Aria texts him. A glance at the screen reveals that she’s dramatically rolling her eyes at him. It would seem kind childish if she wasn’t so half-naked and gorgeous and distracting. His phone vibrates again. “I didn’t realize you had such test anxiety, Professor Fitz. Maybe you should just enjoy the show instead”.
Ezra hunches his top half over his computer and gives once final glance around the room. He can’t believe he’s about to agree to this. (He is, though, because he loves Aria more than anything and he loves being with her and how can he not agree to let his incredibly hot girlfriend strip for him?)
When she’s done, Ezra has to think of all of the bills he has yet to pay and all of the great-aunt Ethel kisses he’s ever gotten in order to get himself under control. His phone vibrates again a few minutes later. “Hope you enjoyed the show ;) Your place after school? XO - Aria”.
“Professor?” one of his quietest students says, shuffling up to him with her test in her hand, “Um, are you okay? You seem to be sweating a lot.”
“M’fine,” he chokes out, composing himself, “I’ll take your test”.
Aria is absolutely going to be the death of him.
But man, what a way to go.
Author: emily64cooper
Rating: PG-13.
Characters/Pairing: Aria/Ezra
Summary: Ezra recieves a not-so-PG-rated videocall from Aria while he's administering a test at Hollis one day.Prompt: "Pretty Little Liars, Arya/Ezra, (516): im stripping for him via video chat, but the sound is turned off cause his students are taking a test" at comment-fic.
Author's Note: So this came out to be wayyy longer than I'd intended. I had a few different ideas for this prompt, too, so I might try a different one.
On Fridays, Professor Fitz teaches his favorite class, EGL 253: American Innocence. The course runs from 9:15-10:20. He loves the class, mostly because he loves the novels he gets to cover in it. He’s also fond of the time and day, since it’s his last class before the weekend. Coincidentally, that hour comes at the same time as Aria’s free period.
He swears he didn’t plan that. (He’s lying).
Sometimes she’ll come to Hollis and sit in on his class. She’ll sneak in and beeline to the back of the room. She always changes where she sits. It’s like a game, trying to find her amongst his thirty other students. Of course, he’s certain he could recognize Aria in a classroom of three hundred. She listens intently, taking notes and asking and answering questions just like his other students. Yet he can’t help the blush that comes to his cheeks when she gives him those looks, the heat that rises when she leans forward, just far enough that he can see the very top of whatever bra she’s chosen that day.
They usually end up in his office pretty quickly after class, but she can never stay long; her day is just beginning.
Sometimes, if she can’t come in, she’ll call him before class starts. It’s those calls that make him miss teaching at Rosewood, where he could see her every day. But he knows that it’s better in the long run for him to be at Hollis, so he takes what he can get.
Recently, though, she’s started video chatting him during class. Video chatting itself is nothing new for them-they do it pretty frequently throughout the week-but he’s not used to it while he’s teaching. He doesn’t mind, though. If she wants to sit in on his lectures via his computer, he’ll let her.
Ezra never expected it to turn into this. He’s about to administer an exam when he notices her giving him that look through the computer screen. He knows that look. He’s seen it quite a few times now; it’s her “I have a devious idea” look. He’s not sure if it’s going to like whatever’s about to happen. Subtly, he shifts his computer, hoping none of his students can see it over the podium he lectures from.
He leaves the podium to hand out the tests and wishes his students luck. It shouldn’t be a particularly difficult test, but it’s not going to be easy either. He’s a little apprehensive to head back to his computer. Aria is up to something.
Ezra sits down at the stool behind his podium and gives the room a quick glance. Everything seems alright, so he dares to look back down at Aria on his screen. She’s sitting on her bed in her bedroom, a wicked smile now matching her devious look. He gulps. She raises a finger to her lips, telling him to be quiet, and he nods, letting her know that he’s willing to play along with whatever game she’s prepared for him.
He jumps when his cellphone vibrates in his pocket. Even with the videochat sound off, he can tell she’s laughing at him. It’s a message from her. “I have a test for you too, Professor. Two rules: Stay quiet for your students and don’t text back. If you answer correctly, you’ll get a prize. Nod if you’re ready.”
Intrigued, he does as asked. “Good,” she texts back, “First question: What date did we meet, the 4th or the 5th?”
Adhering to his rules, he holds up the number 4. Aria smiles at him. Suddenly, her shirt goes flying over her head, leaving her clad in only her skirt and bra. Ezra lets out a surprised breath, which he overs with a cough. He can’t quite cover how his eyebrows raise until they’re practically a part of his hairline. As a precaution, he pulls his laptop closer to him, desperately hoping none of his students can see his scantily clad girlfriend.
“Relax,” Aria texts him. A glance at the screen reveals that she’s dramatically rolling her eyes at him. It would seem kind childish if she wasn’t so half-naked and gorgeous and distracting. His phone vibrates again. “I didn’t realize you had such test anxiety, Professor Fitz. Maybe you should just enjoy the show instead”.
Ezra hunches his top half over his computer and gives once final glance around the room. He can’t believe he’s about to agree to this. (He is, though, because he loves Aria more than anything and he loves being with her and how can he not agree to let his incredibly hot girlfriend strip for him?)
When she’s done, Ezra has to think of all of the bills he has yet to pay and all of the great-aunt Ethel kisses he’s ever gotten in order to get himself under control. His phone vibrates again a few minutes later. “Hope you enjoyed the show ;) Your place after school? XO - Aria”.
“Professor?” one of his quietest students says, shuffling up to him with her test in her hand, “Um, are you okay? You seem to be sweating a lot.”
“M’fine,” he chokes out, composing himself, “I’ll take your test”.
Aria is absolutely going to be the death of him.
But man, what a way to go.