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.

of wine in one hand

up with parent

and planted

almost ready,"I

handed the fresh red roses to me.They

smells good,

turned around and reached for an empty

time keeping an eye on the simmering stew, when I felt

smell good,"he murmured to

me or I’m gonna overcook it,"I

at least get

to face him and stood on my tippy toes, closing the distance between both our

kiss and I turned back to my brewing

now you go sit your

"Yes ma’am,"he chuckled.

over and sat down on the table

intently as I finished

it a few more times

a serving plate and put

excitement as I served the food on

wine and poured some into our

the chicken to his mouth, "Tell me

for a moment, swallowing hard before saying, "It’s not

not great

I slumped in defeat.

because who made

across

that’s not the same

"I’m sorry I sucked,"

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

"Stop,"

and pulled

off and continued with

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

didn’t make it, but I bought a classic strawberry Fraisier

on top and I got him

finger when he closed his eyes and brushed it over his nose

at my immature antics and

my hand tightly and I thought he was going to exact his revenge

and sucked on it

me to stop

cake and

glass

keep my balance, I ended up

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

think that’s

I

neck and pulled

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

returned the kiss just as passionately and he led me

didn’t break the kiss until we reached his bed

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

and unzipped my dress from

me pull it down from my

saw that I was wearing my white lace bra and

noted the bulge on his briefs was tenting and before I could do anything else,

"Mmm...yes..."

I felt his bulge rubbing

moved down my chest

one of my nipples erect before fondling them

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

him out and massaged him slowly, making sure I paid attention to his

"Hmm...oh yes, love,"

appreciatively and my hands massaged him

rock hard and pre-cum started dripping from

length closer to me, guiding him to

complied with

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

opened my legs further, giving him

took the cue and pushed himself

stopped using condoms since Elliott and I

on the pill though,

you feel so good,

my wet walls contracted

put it over his shoulder,

"Yes, that’s it.Faster,"

when I felt his

around my neck

touch, my breathing became shallow

feel the heat building up