A Never Event [Teacher/Student]

Chapter Three - Liam

"Hello brother..." Killian huffed after opening the door.
"I'll assume by your lack of clothing that you forgot its guy's night." Liam rolled his eyes as he pushed past his younger brother, walking through to the living area.
"Oh shit... That was tonight?" Killian ran his palm over his face in annoyance for his brother ruining the moment.
"Yep." Liam replied, taking a deep breath in. "What's her name?"
"Who's name?" Killian furrowed his eyebrows.
"Don't play dumb with me, little brother. I can smell women's perfume and you're shirtless, which you never are unless there's a girl involved. So... What's her name?" Liam smirked, folding his arms across his chest.
"Emerys..." Killian mumbled. "And if you don't mind, she's upstairs feeling rather dissatisfied right now, so if you could kindly fuck off, that'd be great."
"It's not my fault you forgot guy's night. Robin, Kristian and David will be disappointed." The older brother chuckled, moving towards the stairs. "It's alright, my dear! You can come down, I don't bite!"

In Killian's bedroom, Emerys sat, loosely hugging her knees, wondering whether or not she should actually go down there.
She knew it'd be one of the most awkward encounters of her life, but she also knew that it would probably be inevitable.
Should she and Killian continue their... Whatever they were... Meeting his brother was going to be almost unavoidable.
So, she slipped her underwear back on, then her jeans before realising that both hers and Killian's shirts were at the top of the stairs, most likely right in the eye line of Liam.
Instead, she decided to try and locate Killian's shirt drawer.
She went to his dresser and thought that the second drawer down would probably be her best bet, so pulled that one out. She had been right.
She slipped on the first shirt she picked up – a plain black V-neck - untucked her hair from the neckline and left the room, heading towards total humiliation.
"Oh wow." Liam grinned. "You've outdone yourself little brother. She's a stunner."
Emerys did her best to hide her face and the almighty blush she was wearing with her thick, white curls as she made her way over to Killian's side.
"Thank you." She practically whispered.
"A quiet one. I see." Liam chuckled. "Well little mouse, I'm Liam. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Sure that at least some of the blood had left her cheeks, she looked up at him and gave him a small smile.
"Emerys. Or Em, if you like." She replied, softly.
"That's a gorgeous name. It suits its owner well." He said, giving her a friendly wink.
"Anyway." Killian scowled at his brother. "Tell the boys I'll do next weekend. As you can see, I'm busy fighting to get a word in edgeways with this one."
Emerys frained hurt, elbowing him in the ribs.
Liam laughed. "Very well, Killian. You owe us. Drinks are on you."
The younger brother wondered over to a small shelf to the right of the front door and picked up his wallet, pulling out twenty dollars.
"Here. First round's on me." He rolled his eyes, handing the bill over.
"Much appreciated. I shall leave you both to your shenanigans. It was lovely meeting you, little mouse." Liam smirked, seeing himself out.
As soon as the door was closed, Killian let out a deep sigh, leaning against the back of the sofa situated in the centre of the room.
"Thank fuck for that..." He groaned, flinging himself over the back of the seat so that he was now lying on the couch.
He scooted over and patted the free space, beckoning Emerys over to him.
"I'm sorry about him. He can be... A little forward, sometimes." He said.
"It's fine. It just took me a little off guard, that's all." Emerys replied, curling into him, resting the hand she wasn't laying on atop his exposed chest.
The pair fell into a silence, which was comfortable for the most part.
"What would you like to do?" He mumbled against her hair.
She lifted her head to look up at him.
"This." She whispered, leaning up to place her lips on his.
He smiled into it, cupping the back of her hair as he pulled her into him.

Back upstairs, Emerys was re-stripped of her clothing rather quickly and so was Killian. They fell back on the bed once more, skin to skin in absolute bliss.
Lining himself up, Killian gave her a look, silently asking for permission.
She nodded, eagerly, running her fingers up and down his biceps and shoulders.
As he pushed into her entrance, Emerys' head tipped back, a soft moan slipping from her lips as her nails dug into his skin.
"Killian..." She whispered.
He glanced down at her, worried he'd gone too far.
Without another word, she cupped the back of his head, bringing him into her to re-join their lips in a heated, passionate kiss as Killian began to move his hips, thrusting into the girl, lightly to start with.
Emerys wrapped her legs around his waist and pushed her hips up, beckoning him to go a little faster, which he was more than happy to do as she kissed along his jawline, nipping the skin on the top of his neck.
With a pleasured groan, he scooped her up, placing her on the bed properly, as opposed to being on the edge, but Emerys had other ideas.
She pushed him over, whimpering as his length slipped out of her. But it was soon back in when she straddled his hips, allowing him to re-enter her and began to bounce.
"Bloody hell, love..." He moaned, gripping her hip with one hand and a breast in the other. "You're perfect..."
"Shhh..." She smirked, leaning down to reconnect their lips.

The pair laid in Killian's bed, wrapped up in each other's arms.
"I don't really know what you're doing to me, Killian Jones." Emerys chuckled, running her fingers over his chest.
"Whatever do you mean, love?" He asked.
"I never do this... Sleep with someone after only a day of meeting them."
Killian smiled, bringing her in closer to him.
"Well, I'm glad you made the exception for me. I'm not sure I could've kept my hands off you for much longer." He mumbled against her hair. "Would you like to go to dinner?"
Emerys lifted her head and rested her chin on his chest.
"Like... 'I'm hungry' dinner or 'go on a date with me' dinner?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Both?" He smirked.