Aria is waiting in a hotel room in the middle of nowhere and, finally, the man she's been waiting for for hours arrives.

"I really love this sneaking out thing," She looks at him in the eyes and delicately runs her finger across his cheek.

"You know we're both going to die, right? Ezra will beat me to a bloody pulp with his typewriter, and Spencer will whack you, repeatedly, with her field hockey stick." He takes her tiny hand from his face and kisses her knuckles.

"I just can't stay away from you." He kisses her hand once more, and looks directly into her doe like green eyes, which are filled with lust. He just can't get over the fact that her eyes seem to change colors when her emotions change.

"That's what makes all this so much more exciting! I can't stay away from you either, you're a magnet. A handsome, sexy, British magnet" She gets closer and puckers her lips against his neck, lightly sucking on the skin that is between her lips, causing a small purplish oval to appear when she removes her lips, and places them onto another spot on the crook of his neck.

"For such a tiny little thing, you're a wildfire." He moans as she continues her seduction.

She keeps kissing him as her hands get under his shirt, she places one of her hands on the small of his back and smiles when he shivers at her touch. She moves her other hand to his abdominals, and her smile grows even larger. "You're getting some muscles there, aren't you?" She laughs and lightly pushes him onto the bed behind him.

"Awe, thank you for noticing," He starts, sarcastically, just wanting to rip her clothes off, and be inside of her. He's starting to become restless, and she can see it in his eyes. He continues making small talk as she unbuttons his shirt, as slowly as physically possible to savor the moment between them, fearing it may be their last. "I managed to squeeze in some time to hit the gym in between graveyard shifts," Wren gloated and snickered at Aria fiddling with the buttons on his shirt.

The tiny girl gets on top of him, and he quickly gets rid of her heavy blazer, revealing her red dress and its outraging cleavage. His eyes nearly pop out of his head from the sight of her full, round, grapefruit sized breasts. "There is absolutely nothing little about you, is there?" His comment earns him a quiet, high pitched giggle.

"I guess not, and from what I've seen, there is nothing little about you either!" She replies, smiling seductively. The raven haired girl snatches off his shirt. "So, Mr. Kingston, I've been feeling very hot lately," She says languorously. "Can you, maybe, help me with that?" She bites her lip, and stares directly into his golden eyes.

"First thing that's wrong is..." He reciprocates their positions, gently landing on top of her. He smiles at her. "Second thing, it's Dr. Kingston. And third..." He runs his hands down her petite frame. "While you look absolutely stunning in this, you're hot because you're still in it. My medical advice: get rid of it."

"If that's your MEDICAL advice then I guess I must get it off!" She unzips her dress and slowly takes it off, arm by arm. She knows he's impatient and she sure intends to play with this impatience.

He looks at her with eager eyes and simply enjoys the show "yummm," he manages to moan out, as her lips are pressed against his, his tongue forcing its entrance into her mouth.

She takes the dress off completely and is only wearing two pieces of lingerie. They're still kissing, and he gently places his hands between her legs, which she is forcefully keeping closed. He gets even more impatient, this time shoving his hands between her legs, and attempts to pull her thong off her hips. Aria breaks away from their forced make out session, and she quickly pushes him backwards. She shakes her finger as to say no. "You need to earn this, Doctor Kingston!"

He chuckles, "Well I did put myself through many, many years of torturous medical school, so I don't mind a little hard work, darling. I am your …." emphasizes in British accent to be cutesy and seductive, "…. Slave." He's a forceful lover, but it's something Aria doesn't get with Ezra. She loves the danger, but she also loves to be treated as if she's delicate flower. Ezra used to give her both, but there's no danger now that her parents know about their relationship. She truly loves Ezra, and doesn't wish to hurt him, but she also believe that Wren loves her more than Ezra loves her. She straddles Wren, and starts to rethink what she's doing here. Is this really what I want? Do I really want to destroy the man I love the most? Loud, rhythmic, banging breaks Aria from her thoughts.