Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

EMMA’s POV : 

Sophie was expecting me to spill some tea about Elliott when I land, she didn’t, however, expect that I would actually bring the entire person with me.

To say that Tristan and Sophie were shocked to get another roommate in the apartment would be an understatement.

But honestly, I was shocked too.

I was still in complete denial until I woke up the next morning and saw Elliott sleeping next to me in my queen size bed.

Sophie said I was crazy to let a guy I've known for a few months uproot his entire life for me.

Tristan said Elliott and I wouldn't last another three months in the States.

Sophie was right, but Tristan was wrong.

It was a crazy move, but somehow, Elliott and I made it work.

He was kind and easy to get along with.

Being with him was uncomplicated and effortless.

The universe seemed to be on our side too, because by the end of the summer, Elliott was offered a job teaching music at a private school nearby.

The school even provided housing for him, he got a one bedroom apartment a few train stops away from mine.

Elliott went back to Paris once in that summer to deal with the work visa and all the stuff he left behind at his apartment.

When he came back, I picked him up at the airport, and at that moment I knew: we were in this for the long haul.

---- Three Months Later - - - - 

Summer was over in a flash and I was back on U Penn's campus again by that fall.

Being in Paris for a year was a great experience, but I've missed this place so much.

I loved that everyone here speaks English and I didn't have to worry about directions.

I loved that we have Chipotle right next to a Popeye’s and Chick-fill -A.

Most of all, I loved being around people that I know and love.

I could always count on Tristan and Sophie to make me feel loved and keep me entertained.

Sophie was ecstatic about being college seniors.

She and Micah had broken up for the twentieth and final time.

Choosing to focus on her future career instead, Sophie worked her butt off and she got all these job interviews all lined up.

She was on track with her plan to move to Chicago or New York after college.

Meanwhile, Tristan and Tiff were going steady.

They were doing long distance since Tiff enrolled at the University of Florida last year.

Tristan and Tiff finally understood my struggles with long distance relationships.

Fortunately, they were good at communicating and putting each other’s first.

They made it look so easy compared to lan and me.

Uh-oh, I said his name again...We had broken up for over a year.We had no contact with each other since.

I had moved on and I was happily dating someone else.

Still, I didn't understand why saying his name still affected me so much after all this time.

Shaking off all thoughts of him, I focused myself on the task at hand.

I was standing on Elliot’s kitchen floor, hunched over the counter as my eyes squinted over this recipe book.

I was making dinner tonight, Coq Au Vin, which was Elliott’s favorite food.

It was a Friday night and we had just finished midterms week.

Sophie was out celebrating, and of course, she dragged Tristan with her.

She would have dragged me out too if I didn’t tell her I had plans with Elliott.

It was Elliott's twenty six birthday today.

I asked him what he wanted to do for his birthday and he asked me to make him dinner.

So here I was, standing in his kitchen, trying my best to cut and butter these baby potatoes.

I was never the best cook, so even the smallest task required my fullest attention.

I was lost in the rhythm of cooking when I heard the front door jiggle open.

I whipped my head around and saw Elliott beaming at me.

bottle of wine in one hand and a bouquet of roses in the

held up with parent teacher- night

he strode over and planted a

worries.Dinner’s almost

are for you, love,"he handed the fresh red roses to me.They were bright and

it smells

and reached for an

vase while at the same time keeping an eye on the simmering stew, when I

smell good,"he

or I’m gonna overcook it,"I

least get

I turned around to face him and stood on

the kiss and I turned back

you go sit

"Yes ma’am,"he chuckled.

over and sat down on the

as I

it a few more

I poured the contents on a serving plate and put a

with excitement as I

poured

asked as soon as he put a spoonful of the chicken to

swallowing hard

not great

I slumped in defeat.

because who made

reached across

that’s not the

"I’m sorry I sucked,"

you don't, love.You're brilliant...outside the kitchen, definitely.In the bedroom, especially,"he

"Stop,"

and pulled my

it off and

to ten, I would say that my Cog Au Vin was about a 7.But Elliott had much higher standards

that was him

had dessert, of

bought a classic strawberry Fraisier cake from

top and I got him to make a wish

he closed his eyes and brushed it

shook his head at

was going to exact his revenge on

up to his lips and sucked on it gently, making sure my

to stop laughing and

cake and drank some

I finished my third glass that night, I was

started dancing and suddenly I couldn't keep my balance, I ended up falling flat

and giggling mess as Elliott got me up to my feet and my body

I think that’s

his comment, I

his neck and pulled

lips crashed and I kissed him hard, tasting the sweet remnants of wine on his

passionately and

didn’t break the kiss until we reached his bed and he pushed me down on my

of his sweater and pants, leaving him with only

unzipped my dress from the

my body and I

saw that I was wearing my white lace

his briefs was tenting and before I could do anything else, he was on top of me and his

"Mmm...yes..."

out a moan as I felt his bulge

moved down my chest and his hands skillfully unhooked

one of my nipples erect before fondling them

hand made its way south and

pulled him out and massaged him slowly, making sure I paid

"Hmm...oh yes, love,"

my

get rock hard and pre-cum

getting impatient, so I brought his length closer to

with

he swiped the lace fabric covering my hole to the

back towards him and opened my legs

cue and pushed himself deeper into me, slow

I had been dating for about eight months

the pill

feel so good,

my wet walls contracted around

and put it over

"Yes, that’s it.Faster,"

urged him when I felt his thrusts were

mouth was leaving hot kisses all around my neck and his finger was rubbing my clit

under his touch, my

the heat building up