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.

in one hand and a bouquet

up with parent

as he strode over and planted

worries.Dinner’s almost

you, love,"he handed the fresh red roses

smells good, thank

around and reached

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

good,"he murmured

distracting me or I’m gonna overcook it,"I

I at least

turned around to face him and stood

and I

you go sit your pretty

"Yes ma’am,"he chuckled.

walked over and sat down on the table but his gaze was fixed

watched intently as I

more times and turned

the contents on a serving

as I

and poured some into our glasses."Well,

chicken to

a moment, swallowing hard before saying, "It’s

not great

I slumped in defeat.

because who made

he reached across the table

not the same thing,"I

"I’m sorry I sucked,"

don't, love.You're brilliant...outside the kitchen, definitely.In the

"Stop,"

blushed and pulled my

it off and continued with

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

was him

dinner, we had

but I bought a classic strawberry Fraisier cake from our favorite bakery

got

with my finger when he closed his eyes and brushed it over his

his head at

he was going to exact

and sucked on it gently, making

got me to stop laughing

ate the cake and drank

I finished my third glass that night, I

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

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

I think that’s enough wine,"he

I

neck and pulled his face down

kissed him hard, tasting

just as passionately and he

his bed

to slip out of his sweater and pants, leaving him with only his

and unzipped my dress from the

helped me pull it down from my body and I kicked it

that I was wearing my white lace

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

"Mmm...yes..."

out a moan as I felt his bulge

mouth now moved down my chest and his hands skillfully unhooked

each one of my nipples erect before fondling them with both

made its way south and slipped into his briefs, finding his

I paid attention to his balls too because I knew he

"Hmm...oh yes, love,"

appreciatively and my hands massaged

long for him to get rock

brought his length closer to me, guiding

complied with my

one hand, he swiped the lace fabric covering my hole

him and opened my legs further,

the cue and pushed himself deeper into

stopped using condoms since Elliott and I had been dating for

was on the

you feel so

my wet walls contracted around

and put it over his shoulder, leaving me

"Yes, that’s it.Faster,"

when I felt his thrusts

leaving hot kisses all around my

his touch, my breathing became shallow and

heat building up