A/n: Hello everyone! I'm back and its time for some smut!
Quote that this chapter is based off of:
"Is there any reason you have a soiled Mattress in your office, Will? Have you and the red head became so sexually depraved that you have to commit your craven acts of adultery in between classes?"
So enjoy!
Emma plopped down into the hard wooden chair as the last of her students bustled out of the door. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply.
The same thing happened every Tuesday night. She'd manage to get through the lessons she had to teach the kids but as soon as all of the kids left her mind always drifted to one thing. One person.
It was months ago that it happened but it was still fresh in her mind like it had only happened yesterday. Will had quit his janitor job after that week and neither of them mentioned anything about it.
Their kiss in the science room and their...more heated activities stayed locked inside her head. She never would forget it though and she thought about it every tuesday night.
She could still remember the touch of his hands, the feel of his lips on her lips and her skin, the pleasure that she never would have imagined to feel. She ached for that feeling, she ached for his touch.
But she never would tell him that. Emma never wanted to be a home wrecker, the thought of having an affair with a married man made her sick. Especially now that she was engaged to be married. When it happened all those months ago she was single, sort of. She had agreed to go on a date with Ken but a night of cleaning the bathrooms with Will outranked going to Tulip-Palooza with Ken. As far as she knew, Ken had no idea about what had happened in the boys bathroom that night and that was a very good thing.
Emma convinced herself that what happened in the bathroom would never happen again. Not with Will, not with anyone. She would not cheat on Ken, even though she cringed at the thought of being engaged to him, and she would not take part in an affair. She wouldn't let Ken touch her in that way either. To this day she could hardly believe that she let Will touch her like that.
It had happened so quickly and she loved the way that Will made her feel. She knew she should have pushed him away, should have felt disgusted that she was being with a married man in a public restroom, a boys public restroom, but she didn't. All she could think of the state of heaven that Will put her in.
Emma placed both hands over her lower abdomen willing the fire that was starting to burn to go away. She longed with every fiber of her being to feel that pleasure again but it would never happen. Will would have a family in a few months and their late night meetings would be forgotten as he came home to his wife and daughter every day.
That thought brought tears to her eyes. It was at times like this that she just wished that it had never happened. She didn't know what hurt worse, pining after Will with the thought that he didn't feel the same way about her, or pining after Will knowing that he did.
A single tear escaped and rolled down her cheek. She wiped at it furiously and pushed back any further tears. She had cried over Will Schuester one too many times and enough was enough.
She had to come to terms that Will would never be hers, Will had a family of his own and soon she would be a married woman. It was time to move on and forget the past.
With that thought in mind, she stood up, gathered her things and headed out the door. She would go home and give Ken a call, wish him a good night. She knew that would thrill him to no end and he was going to be her husband, she had to get used to talking to him outside of school hours.
Emma's heart pounded in her chest just at thought of trying to get to know Ken better. She didn't want to, he was a good man but he was so...and her heart only belong to...
She cut her thoughts off violently, scolding herself for once again thinking about Will Schuester.
However, her tries to push Will out of her thoughts was in vain when she saw the familiar curly headed teacher disappear down a hallway.
At first she thought she had imagined it. She day dreamed about Will a lot and had often pictured him there when he wasn't really there. But then she heard the slamming of a door and she knew that Will was in fact really there.
With that question out of her mind, she was left with one more, What was Will doing at school so late?
Despite her better judgement, she pushed all thoughts of calling Ken to the back of her mind and turned to walk down the hallway Will disappeared to.
She could see the light drifting out of the crack of the choir room door. Her curiosity and concern for Will got the better of her and she continued her way down the hall. She peered into the choir room through the small window and saw that Will was ripping the plastic off a mattress.
For a brief second she wondered why there was a stack of mattresses in the choir room but that was pushed aside when Will violently shoved the mattress into his office.
Emma frowned, her heart plummeting down into her stomach at the realization that something was wrong. Will was going to sleep on a mattress in his office.
Emma quietly knocked on the door to alert Will to her presence and then turned the door knob, opening the door.
Will poked his head out of the office, his brow furrowed in confusion and then his face softened at seeing her there.
Her wide eyes questioned him as she stepped into the room slowly. He licked his lips and let out a breath walking out into the choir room and towards her.
As she neared him she could see that his eyes were glossed over with unshed tears and his face was a little bit pale.
"Will?" Her voice broke the silence and Will inhaled sharply.
His eyes darkened and he bounded forward, grabbing her hips and slamming his lips down onto hers.
Emma's eyes widened and her breath caught in her chest and she just stood there, frozen.
Will's lips were eager against hers and she could feel how much he needed her. For what reason, she had no idea yet. She had to get to the bottom of what had happened to Will but first she'd let him have what he wanted.
She relaxed, her hands sliding onto his chest as she surrendered to his kiss. Will's lips softened against her then and his kiss became less needing and more gentle. He loosened his grip on her waist.
She was content to stay that way forever but something other than the taste of Will entered her mouth. It was a salty liquid and she immediately knew what it was. With a gasp she pulled away from his mouth, glancing up at his face.
Tears were falling rapidly from his eyes and they didn't seem like they would be stopping anytime soon. Her stomach twisted uncomfortably and she wondered what could have gotten him so upset.
She lifted both of her hands to either side of his face, for once not caring that another human's bodily fluid was getting all over hands.
Will opened his eyes but that only increased the speed of his tears. He looked like a little lost puppy and she couldn't help tearing up herself.
"My god Will.." She whispered, wiping under his eyes with her thumbs, "What happened to you?"
She felt Will's jaw clench under her palms and he whimpered quietly.
Emma shook her head quietly and then guided his head to rest near her shoulder. Will willingly went and his hands left her waist so his arms could wrap around her fully and hold her tightly against him.
Whatever Will was so clearly upset about he wasn't ready to talk about just yet. That was fine with Emma, if Will wanted a little time to calm down then she'd give that to him.
And so they stood there in the middle of the choir room, Emma rubbing his back while he cried quietly into her shoulder. She occasionally placed little kisses to the side of his face whispering little words of comfort into his ear.
After about ten minutes Will finally lifted his head and wiped at his eyes. The tears had stopped falling but he still looked miserable.
Emma stared up at him, questioning and he let out a breath. He slipped his hand into hers and led her into his office, kicking the door closed behind them.
Will pulled her down onto the mattress so there were sitting side by side and he folded his hands in front of him.
Emma waited patiently for Will to finally say what he needed to say. She would not pressure him to talk about it, she was willing to wait until he was ready.
"Terri's been lying to me." He whispered and her brow furrowed in confusion. "She's not pregnant, she never was pregnant, she's been faking this entire time."
She stared at him in shock. Of all the things that she could have thought of that was the last thing she was expecting. "Oh gosh..." She whispered and reached out to touch his arm lightly. "Gosh, Will. I'm so-so sorry."
Will bit his lip and shook his head, turning his head upwards to push back tears. "I should have realized it." He scoffed with a bitter laugh. "It was so plainly obvious."
"Hey," Her grip tightened on his arm, urging him to look at her, "You can't blame this on yourself Will. It's not your fault."
He turned his head slowly to meet her eyes. "I just don't understand..." He whispered brokenly. "How...why she would do that to me."
Emma swallowed hard. "Well, people do a lot of strange things that we can't explain. I often find myself dumbfounded by what I hear on the news. Kidnappings, Murders, Rapists, Child Molesters. It always makes me wonder how one human being can be so cruel to another. How anyone could harm an innocent person." Her eyes locked onto his. "It completely baffles my mind how anyone could hurt you."
Will's eyes glistened but he stayed silent. Emma scooted closer to him and she moved her hand from his arm to cover his hand, keeping her eyes locked on his. "Will, you can't blame yourself for what happened. It was Terri's decision and you are not the only one who was fooled. Everyone believed she was really pregnant." She gave his hand a squeeze. "Anyone who could hurt you like that doesn't deserve you. She never should have hurt you like this, you don't deserve it. You are the sweetest, kindest, gentle and most loving man that I have ever met. I can see how much this is hurting you Will and it isn't right. No one should be put through what you're being put through right now and I want you to know that I will always be here for you. If you need a shoulder to cry on, it'll be right there for you. If you need a hug, my arms are open wide. If you need to sit and talk, my office is always open. If you need to vent, my ears are willing to listen. Whatever you need Will, I'll always be right here to give it to-"
Before she could say anything else Will's lips were on hers again. She only froze for a second before surrendering. His arms slipped around her and her hands trailed up his arms.
The kiss was slow and passionate but gentle. Will pushed Emma down onto the mattress on her back and hovered over her, deepening the kiss further. Their tongues danced together in a song that was simply their own.
His hands remained stationed at her waist content, for now, to stay where they were. Emma's fingers tangled in Will's hair and uncharacteristically pulled Will closer.
He removed his hands from her waist and straddled it with his own and his hands started to travel upwards. A soft gasp passed Emma's lips when Will cupped her breasts through her cardigan.
The fire erupted in her lower belly once again and she was fully aware of how it was affecting Will as well.
Her hands left his hair and rested at the base of his neck, feeling his blood pulsing through his veins.
Those memories that she thought were so clear seemed foggy compared to the real thing and Will's hands were still above her clothing. She ached to imagine what it would feel like when they weren't.
Emma pulled away from his lips to catch her breath and Will's lips found their way to her neck, sucking on her pulse point gently. Her panting stopped for a few seconds as her breath caught in her chest but then she let the air escape her lips in a hiss.
Her head rolled to the side, her eyes fluttering closed as Will continued to press little feathery kisses along her neck and jawline.
She was unaware of anything except his kisses until his scolding hot touch met the bare skin on her stomach. She gasped sharply as her whole body lit up in flames. His hands started trailing upwards and when they reached her breasts, even though the fabric of her bra, she could feel the heat from his touch.
Her breathing and heart rate picked up and as she turned her head forward, Will captured her lips in another kiss.
Her body jolted as Will slipped a finger under the fabric of her bra and her hands flew up to wrap around his wrists. "Mmm." She pulled away from his mouth. "Will..." She whispered breathlessly.
His eyes fluttered open and his darkened yet warm eyes met hers. "Um.." She continued, tapping her fingers against his wrist nervously, "Do you really think we should be doing this?" She swallowed hard. "I mean...you're hurt Will. You're not thinking clearly."
For the first time that night, Will smiled down at her and she could see happiness dancing in his eyes. "Emma, my life might be a mess right now. I might just have lost my daughter that I never really had. I might be feeling betrayed by the woman who is supposed to love me. I might know that my marriage is now ruined. I may not be sure as to who I can trust anymore, my mind might be a jumbled mess of hurt and confusion but there is one thing that I am sure about and that's you. I've been trying to fight my feelings for so long but I've given in a few times as you know," She blushed furiously and he smirked, "and those few times made me happier than I have been in the last five years. Emma, you, this, us, is the only thing that has always ever made sense."
Emma felt happy tears prick her eyes. What was happening was something out of a dream. Will's face only inches away from hers, he admitting that he has feelings for her, him kissing her it was so incredibly surreal. She would have believe that it was all a dream except for the fact that her imagination never provided the feeling that the real Will gave her.
"I need you Emma. Not just because I'm heart broken and I'm acting on raw emotions but because I've always needed you. It just happens to be a very bad time that I'm acting on it."
"Oh Will..." Her voice cracked with emotion and she rested her hand on the side of his face. She looked deep into his eyes and gave a soft nod, a discreet symbol that he could continue.
Will gave her a genuine smile and then attached his lips to hers. Her eyes fluttered closed and she gave in completely to the feeling over coming her body.
With Emma's help, Will pushed the cardigan over Emma's head so she was just left in her bra. Will broke the kiss to look over her and she suddenly felt shy and inadequate. She was no where near as beautiful or as shapely as Will's wife.
Emma began to squirm under his gaze and she refused to look him in the eye.
"Hey..." He called out to her and she shook her head.
"Em, look at me."
Emma swallowed and popped one eye open. Will smiled down at her, leaning forward to kiss her forehead. "You are beautiful."
Emma blushed heavily but her arms moved to cover herself. Will placed his gentle hands over hers and removed them away from her body and to her sides. He leaned down and kissed the valley in between her breasts very lightly. "You are..." He whispered against her slightly moistened skin.
He then proceeded to slip the bra straps off of her shoulders and down her arms, slipping one hand behind her back to unclip the garment. Emma gasped softly at the feeling of her bra leaving her skin as Will tossed it to the side along with her cardigan.
"Beautiful." Will whispered again as he nuzzled his nose softly in between her breasts and pressed light kisses to each fleshy mound.
Emma shook against him, holding onto his shoulders. She was frightened to say the least. She had never been that intimate with a man, ever. Save of course for that time in the boys bathroom. Though she had not been exposed to him then. She had all of her clothes on and Will was working his magic below and not above.
Having Will touch her, kiss her like no man ever had before, and like no man (except the one on top of her now) would ever do again, it made her feel so...wonderful.
Being intimate with a man was not something that she ever expected. She had little hopes of ever finding a man that would make her feel comfortable enough. Then she met Will Schuester and she found that even in a boys bathroom or on a mattress in his choir room, she could enjoy being that intimate with a man.
Will lips found her nipple and she let out a half gasp and a half shriek, his actions pulling her out of her thoughts. She unconsciously arched her back, pushing her hips into his and she heard him groan against her.
She had never been close enough to a man to feel what an erection felt like. Now to feel Will's pressing hard against her, knowing that she was the one to make him feel like that, the feeling was...indescribable.
Emma grabbed hold of his button up shirt and tore it away from him, leaving him in a green t-shirt. Will lifted his mouth off of her chest to help her and he grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt and in one fluid motion pulled it off tossing it to the side.
Emma's jaw dropped at the sight of his naked chest. She had pictured Will shirtless many times but none of it could compare to the real thing. His upper body was perfectly sculpted, every muscle was fine chiseled like he was made out of stone. In wonder she placed her hand on top of his chest, feeling his pounding heart under her fingertips. Then she trailed her fingers down every inch of his muscled torso. Will shuddered against her touch and she stopped just above his pant-line. His jeans were low on his hips and the dip in his hips that led down to his lower area made her flush as red as her hair.
Emma lightly ran her fingers along the top button of his jeans and she felt his pants twitch against her hand. Her eyes widened and swallowing the lump in her throat she laid her hand flat against the front of his jeans.
He groaned loudly and threw his head back, gripping her sides lightly. She bit her lip, feeling oddly courageous and started to undo his jeans. She slid the jeans down his waist until they rested at his knees. Will stood up for a brief moment to shed his jeans and then resumed his position above her.
Emma's wide eyes settled on the bump in his boxers and as soon as her fingers brushed against the thin fabric, she withdrew and closed her eyes tightly.
Her breathing picked up and her body started to shake under him. Will lowered himself down so their chests were touching and he lightly kissed her jaw. "It's okay Emma." He whispered. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do."
She opened her eyes a crack just as Will's lips met hers in a reassuring kiss. "You just relax Emma." He whispered against her lips. "Let me take care of you."
"I'm not the one who needs to be taken care of." Emma whispered in a weak protest.
Will lifted his head to smile at her. "I'm fine Ems. Really, just being here with you is enough for me. You don't need to do anything to make me feel better. In fact if this is too much for you we can stop."
"No!" She cried a little too quickly. She blushed at the surprised look on his face and she smiled sheepishly. "I mean um...no...Will, I want do to this..."
Will smirked and leaned down to kiss her, moving his hands downwards as he did so. Emma squeaked into his mouth as his hands slipped below the her pantie line. In one quick tug he brought her skirt and her panties down to her ankles.
Emma gasped at the cold rush of air that hit her now completely naked body. She wordlessly kicked her shoes and clothing off of her ankles feeling even more inadequate than before.
What was she doing? How could she do this? How could she subject herself to being completely naked underneath a married man. How could she..?
"Oh." She whimpered quietly as Will's fingers slipped inside of her. She bucked her hips against his hand as he continued to stroke her slowly. She whimpered in pleasure, her body writhing on the mattress.
She cried out when Will's thumb brushed against her most sensitive spot. Will growled lowly and his fingers slipped out of her. He lifted himself onto his knees and leaned over to shuffle through the bottom drawer of his desk.
Emma opened her eyes briefly just to see what he was doing and when she saw that he had taken a condom out of the drawer, her eyes shut tightly.
She could hear him removing his boxers and then the rip of the paper and his frantic breathing as he tried to pull it onto himself.
She felt Will shift on top of her and her stomach jolted at the feeling of his tip at her entrance. Will leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. "I'm so sorry." He whispered against her lips and she nodded quietly.
Biting her lip and holding onto Will's shoulders she prepared herself as Will slowly entered her. Her mouth opened in a silent gasp and she squeezed her eyes tightly shut.
Will placed soft kisses all over her neck and jaw line as he continued further. A tear slipped out of her eye when he pushed all the way in. She whimpered quietly against him as Will kissed her lips softly over and over again to ease her pain away.
The pain slowly began to fade away and she shifted her hips under him to get a feel for him. She gasped softly at the full, over powering feeling of him inside of her and she whispered his name.
Will started to move slowly within her still letting her adjust to him. He stared down at her face watching for a sign.
Emma tense body relaxed and her head tilted back in pleasure. Will started to pick up his pace slightly and Emma's light moans only encouraged him further. He kept the pace steady, not wanting to go rough with delicate Emma.
Her nails dug into his shoulders and he groaned, continuing his steady pace.
Emma felt the fire slowly building inside of her as Will continued to thrust in and out of her. The feeling was more incredible than she ever could have imagined and it didn't matter that he was married and she was engaged.
"Oh god..." She whispered as it kept building and building until something exploded inside of her and her body was overcome with pleasure. Her body shook and her hips bucked against his causing him to groan and succumb to his own waves of pleasure.
Will collapsed on top of her, resting his head on her chest while they both panted heavily. Emma fingered the curls at the nape of his neck and kissed the top of his curly head.
He laid on top of her, himself still buried within her for a long while until both of them caught their breath. With a soft kiss to the top of her breast, Will lifted himself off of her, discarded of the condom and then settled down next to her.
Emma blinked and suddenly exhaustion consumed her. Will smiled at her and kissed her lips softly, his exhaustion evident as well.
He propped himself up on his elbow and grabbed his bag from the desk. He ruffled through it and pulled out a sheet he had brought with him. He threw it over both he and Emma and cuddled close to her.
Emma smiled slightly up at him and tiredly kissed his jawline. He nuzzled his nose against hers as they settled down together. Emma sighed contentedly and closed her eyes snuggling into Will's chest.
Will dropped a kiss to Emma's forehead and together they drifted off.
Sue Sylvester always arrived to school at the crack of dawn. She felt wasting any day light hours was useless and tried on many occasions to get Figgins to allow school to start at that ungodly hour. It was no avail though because Figgins claimed that the teenagers needed their sleep..or some nonsense like that. As far as Sue was concerned, those teenagers could work all day long.
When the internationally ranked cheerleading coach arrived that morning in her red pimped out with cheerleading paraphernalia mustang she didn't fail to notice that both Will's crap car and Emma's black volvo were the only other two cars in the lot.
Sue knew that the redhead liked to arrive early to satisfy her OCD and clean every little thing in that pristine office of hers but she was never one to arrive at the crack of dawn and Schuester was never one to arrive early.
Seeing both of their cars in the lot made Sue more curious than she would have cared to admit.
She sneakily made her way passed Emma's office but found that the room was pitch black and had not been touched since the previous day. Sue grew even more curious and non chalantly passed the spanish room which was also completely dark and void of any human life.
With one last place to look she made her way down to the choir room. The door was open, the light was on and there was a stack of mattresses in the middle of the room.
With a raise of the eyebrow Sue stepped into the room and looked around for any sign of Schuester and the mentally ill guidance counselor.
She slowly made her way towards the closed door of Will's office and then peered inside. The sight to behold was something to see indeed.
On one of the mattress laid the two in a comfortable embrace covered in a sheet but obviously naked.
Sue smirked to herself and her outer cold exterior faded for a brief moment, her stone heart warming just slightly to the sight.
Then she shook her head and her smirk faded. She backed away from the door, grabbed a piece of loose sheet music off of the piano, scribbled ten words on the blank side, taped it the window of the choir room, locked the door and headed towards the locker rooms already planning how to torture her cheerios that day.
A/N: I wrote the last part because I am convinced that Sue planned Emma and Will from the beginning. When everyone else is against them, Sue is for them, all the way. I hope I did Sue justice because she an incredibly hard character to write and Ian Brennan is a genius for being able to write her witty one liners.
I also hoped the smut lived up to your expectations. Let me know! Jenna loves the feedback!