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

held up with

as he strode over and planted a sweet

worries.Dinner’s almost

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

it smells

and reached for

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

good,"he murmured to my

or I’m

least get a

face him and stood on my tippy toes, closing the

the kiss and I turned back to my brewing

go sit your pretty ass

"Yes ma’am,"he chuckled.

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

watched intently as

it a few more times and turned off

I poured the contents on a serving plate and put a little

as I served the food

open the wine and poured some into our glasses."Well,

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

moment, swallowing hard before

it’s not

I slumped in defeat.

matter because who made it

as he reached across

that’s not the same thing,"I

"I’m sorry I sucked,"

love.You're brilliant...outside the kitchen, definitely.In the

"Stop,"

blushed and pulled my

laughed it off

about a 7.But Elliott had much higher standards for French cuisine, to

was him

had

make it, but I bought a classic strawberry Fraisier cake from our favorite

put a little candle on top and I got

closed his eyes and brushed

his head at my

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

brought my finger up to his lips and sucked on it gently,

stop laughing

we ate the cake

glass that night, I

my balance, I ended

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

that’s

comment, I linked my

and pulled

him hard, tasting the sweet remnants of wine

the kiss just as passionately and he

until we reached his bed and he pushed me down

took this opportunity to slip out of his sweater and pants, leaving him with only his boxer

suit and unzipped

helped me pull it down from my body

when he saw that I was wearing my white lace

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

"Mmm...yes..."

out a moan as I felt his bulge rubbing against

my chest

one of my nipples erect before fondling them with both his

its way south and slipped into his briefs, finding

him slowly, making sure I paid attention to his

"Hmm...oh yes, love,"

and my hands massaged him

get rock hard and pre-cum started dripping from his

length closer to me, guiding him to my

complied with my

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

back towards him and opened

himself

since Elliott and I had been dating for about eight

the pill though, of

Emma, you feel so

my wet walls contracted

it over his shoulder, leaving me even more exposed

"Yes, that’s it.Faster,"

felt his thrusts

kisses all around my neck and his finger was rubbing my

under his touch, my

building up in