A Never Event [Teacher/Student]

Chapter Twenty Four - You Make Loving Fun

Killian unlocked his front door, letting Emerys walk in first.
She walked into the living area, noticing a small wrapped box on the coffee table with a tag that clearly read 'Emerys x', along with two glasses and a bottle of champagne on ice.
"What's this?" She asked, picking it up.
"Your graduation present. I got it ages ago, so when you called me earlier, I thought I'd get it out for you." He smiled, snaking his arms around her waist from behind, leaning his head on her shoulder.
Emerys unwrapped the box and opened it up, seeing a single key with 'E+K' engraved in the top.
"Is this..." Emerys gasped.
"A key to the house, love." Killian said, placing his hands on her waist to turn her around in his grasp. "I want you to move in with me. Of course that would mean telling your parents about us. But I love you and I'm not letting you go again. This is our house and I want to make it our home."
Emerys couldn't help but beam with joy.
"Yes, I'll move in with you, Killian. I love you so much."
She leaned up as he leaned down, joining in the perfect kiss.
Emerys closed the box and dropped it back on the coffee table, instantly wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Did I tell you how beautiful that dress is on you?" Killian mumbled against her mouth. Emerys gently shook her head. "Well now I have, take it off."
Emerys smirked, pulling away from him.
Killian quickly turned her around, only to pull her into his hardening crotch, releasing a sharp gasp from the girl.
She reached around for the zip on the back of her dress, pulling it down with ease. A moment later, it dropped to the floor with a light wispy sound.
Killian smirked as his hands felt their way to her exposed breasts, taking on in each and massaging.
Emerys dipped her head back in pleasure, resting it on his shoulder as he peppered kisses along her neck and jaw line.
Emerys couldn't help but feel exposed, almost entirely naked in Killian's living room. But she loved it.
"I feel like there's a graduation present I'm missing." She purred.
"Aye, love? What's that?" Killian smirked against her skin.
She reached around and began palming his throbbing erection through his jeans.
"This..." She whispered.
Killian groaned at the sensation, feeling himself twitch desperately.
"Bloody siren." He chuckled lowly before spinning her back around to face him. "You're wicked."
Instantly, their lips connected, but all Emerys wanted to do was relieve Killian of his clothing.
She pulled the bottom of his shirt from his jeans and began undoing the buttons, too caught up in the moment to remember he was wearing a tie, only resulting in Killian chuckling and helping her out.

Before long, all clothing, including Emerys' underwear was littered around the living room floor.
Killian gently sat Emerys down on the couch and parted his lips from hers.
Emerys looked at him inquisitively as he knelt down on the floor and parted her legs.
"Oh..." Emerys blushed, hiding her face in her hands.
Killian latched his mouth around her entrance, finding her clit with his tongue with ease.
Emerys gasped out in pleasure, her hands quickly moving from her face to the throw cushions either side of her.
Her fingers buried deep in the material and Killian's mouth worked its magic on her nether regions.
Emerys' head tipped back on the couch as that familiar pressure building up in her abdomen began.
Barely a minute later and she was a writhing mess of sweat, moans and 'Killian's.
"Fuck... Killian... Its-I'm..." Emerys squeezed her eyes shut tight as her orgasm consumed her, leaving her thighs twitching against Killian's head and her fingers gripping his hair at the roots to keep him in place.
As she came down from her orgasmic high, she released Killian from his place, only to see a satisfied smirk on his face, clearly pleased with his work.
"Happy graduation, love." He mumbled, leaning up to kiss her. Emerys cupped his face, taking in the taste of herself. "Don't you taste wonderful?"
"Apparently so." She breathed. "It's my turn."
"Oh?" Killian practically growled. "I like the sound of that."

"Holy shit..." Emerys panted, resting her head on Killian's chest, enjoying the sharp rise and fall and intense drumming of his heartbeat as he attempted to catch his breath.
"Aye..." He chuckled between inhales. "That was incredible, love."
The pair laid on the living room floor entirely naked and breathless, covered in a thin layer of sweat and ecstasy.
"How about we move this to your bedroom?" Emerys smirked, resting her chin on Killian's ribcage as she stared up at him.
"You mean our bedroom, kitten." He purred.
"Absolutely." She smiled.

A few hours later, the pair found themselves back downstairs drinking the champagne at the breakfast bar.
"So when would you like to go and tell your parents the news?" Killian asked.
Emerys sighed. "You just had to go and ruin a perfectly good afternoon..."
Killian chuckled. "I'm sorry, love. But wouldn't you rather just rip the proverbial Band-Aid off and get it over with?"
"I mean... I suppose... But do we have to do it today? I think I'd rather sleep on it for just one night. I want today to be ours." She replied, taking a sip of her champagne.
"Aye. That sounds fair to me." He smiled. "Would you like to go out for dinner?"
"Are you asking me out on a date, Mr Jones?" Emerys smirked, leaning over the breakfast bar towards him.
"I believe I am, Miss Taylor." He grinned, meeting her in the middle to gently press his lips to hers.
"Then I gladly accept."