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.

one hand and a bouquet of roses

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

he strode over and

almost ready,"I

are for you, love,"he handed the fresh red roses

it smells

around and reached for an empty

putting some water into the vase while at the same time keeping an eye on the simmering

smell good,"he murmured to

distracting me or I’m gonna overcook

I at least get

him and stood on my tippy toes, closing the distance between

the kiss and I turned back to

now you go sit your pretty ass

"Yes ma’am,"he chuckled.

down on the table but his gaze

as I finished the

it a few more times and turned off the

the contents on a serving plate

excitement as I served the food on

and poured some into our glasses."Well, how is

chicken to his mouth, "Tell

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

not

I slumped in defeat.

doesn't matter because who made it

reached across the table and

not the same thing,"I

"I’m sorry I sucked,"

the kitchen, definitely.In the

"Stop,"

pulled

laughed it off and

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

was him

we had dessert, of

I bought a classic strawberry Fraisier

top and I got

my finger when he closed his eyes and

head at my immature antics

my hand tightly and I thought he was going to exact his revenge on me so, I squirmed

his lips and sucked on it gently, making sure my finger was clean of

got me to stop

the cake and

third glass that night, I was absolutely

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

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

think that’s enough

I linked my

neck and pulled his face down towards

I kissed him hard, tasting the sweet

the kiss just as passionately and he led me towards his

kiss until we reached his bed and he pushed

took this opportunity to slip out of his sweater

followed suit and unzipped my dress from the

pull it down from my body

saw that I was wearing my white lace

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

"Mmm...yes..."

a moan as I felt his bulge

now moved down my chest and his hands skillfully unhooked my

each one of my nipples erect before fondling

south and slipped into his briefs, finding his

paid attention to his balls too because I knew he

"Hmm...oh yes, love,"

my

for him to get rock hard and pre-cum

brought his length closer to me,

with my

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

him and opened my legs further, giving him more

took the cue and pushed himself deeper into me, slow

I had been dating for about eight months

on the

feel so good,

my wet

and put it over his shoulder, leaving

"Yes, that’s it.Faster,"

urged him when I felt his

around my neck and his finger was

under his touch, my

feel the heat building up in