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.

had a bottle of wine in one hand and a bouquet

I'm late.Got held up with parent teacher- night

as he strode over and planted a sweet

almost

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

smells

and reached for

at the same time keeping an eye on the simmering stew, when I felt Elliott's hand

you also smell good,"he murmured to my

me or I’m gonna

I at least

him and stood on my tippy toes,

and I turned back

now you go sit

"Yes ma’am,"he chuckled.

sat down on the table but his gaze was

as I finished the

a few more

on a serving plate and

beaming with excitement as I served the

the wine and poured some

put a spoonful of the chicken to his mouth, "Tell me if it’s bad, I can take

paused for a moment, swallowing hard

not

I slumped in defeat.

who made it matters

he reached across the

not the same thing,"I

"I’m sorry I sucked,"

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

"Stop,"

pulled my

it off

that my Cog Au Vin was about a 7.But

that was

had dessert, of

I bought a classic strawberry Fraisier cake from our favorite

little candle on top and I got him to make

closed his eyes

at my immature

then gripped my hand tightly and I thought he was going

his lips and sucked on it gently, making sure

to stop

we ate the cake

finished my third glass that night, I

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

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

that’s

I linked

pulled his face down

I kissed him hard, tasting the sweet

the kiss just as passionately and he led me

we reached his bed and he pushed me down on my

of his sweater and pants, leaving

and unzipped

helped me pull it down from my body and

lust when he saw that I was wearing my white

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

"Mmm...yes..."

out a moan as I felt his bulge

down my chest and his hands skillfully

kissed each one of my nipples erect before fondling them

and slipped into his

sure I paid attention to his balls too

"Hmm...oh yes, love,"

groaned appreciatively and my hands massaged

to get rock hard and pre-cum started dripping

his length closer to me, guiding

complied with

he swiped the lace fabric covering my hole to the side and let his tip enter my

towards him and opened my

took the cue and pushed himself deeper into

Elliott and I had been dating for about eight months

was on the pill though, of

you feel so

wet

it over his shoulder, leaving me even

"Yes, that’s it.Faster,"

urged him when I felt his thrusts

around my neck and his finger

under his touch,

feel the heat building up in my stomach,