Painting romance - Choose your ending

Chapter 43: Park Guëll

The smell of bacon and eggs fills our apartment as I groan.

A soft kiss on my lips.

What a blissful dream.

I feel how the sheets are moved.

Warm hands dance over my legs.

My underwear is still gone from last night.

A warm tongue between my legs.

I moan.

Maxen.

This is real, not just a delicious dream, he is here with me in Barcelona.

Maybe I need to open my eyes or maybe I need to just enjoy this blissful moment.

My back arches as he pushes deeper.

His tongue is magic, he takes his sweet time to devour me.

And I come undone yet again.

His hands move upwards, his divine lips follow.

My back arches even further as I feel him push inside me.

My legs wrap around his body, wanting more, needing more.

The smell of sex, groans and moans fill the air.

His name echoes through the apartment.

My name follows.

And then nothing but panting and smiling.

We are here together.

"I can get used to this." He smirks as he pushes breakfast towards me.

"You cooking for me? Me too." I smirk.

As we are finally ready for the day we decide to visit Park Guëll.

We are sitting on the wall seats of Park Guëll looking at the people around us.

My head lays on Maxen's lap, he is looking relaxed.

He carefully brushes my hair as we both enjoy the sun.

"You know there is a spot here as well." Maxen starts.

"Don't." I interrupt him and look sternly at him.

"A man can dream." he smirks.

"I am happy being here with you, it is pretty perfect at the moment." He smiles.

"What's your dream besides the obvious?" I ask.

"I don't know." He raises his shoulders nonchalantly.

"You don't know?" I smirk.

"Yes you do." I smile.

"As long as it is with you by my side it's okay." He smirks.

I roll my eyes.

"I want a home for the both of us, with a big ass painting studio and a gallery for you. And a place for our friends and maybe our children." He whispers.

"And how will you spend your days?" I ask.

"Your art will pay for the both of us." He smiles.

"It's only fair, since I am your inspiration." He grins.

"And I plan on inspiring you a lot."

His lips on mine, gently devouring me.

"You don't want anything for yourself?" I ask.

"Just you." He smiles.

"No travels, no job?" I ask.

"I haven't decided yet." He says.

It's silent between the two of us.

"What's your dream?" He asks.

"Doing what I love with the people I love." I reply.

"As if that isn't the same as what I wanted in the first place." He smirks.

We look out over the people around us.

"I have one that's more feasible in the short term."

I look with raised eyes at him.

"Plenty of those things too, but I am referring to something else. I want a tattoo." He says.

I look at him.

I take a seat and sip from my bottle of water.

"Anything in particular?" I ask.

"The golden ratio."

My water flies through the air.

"What?"

"You heard me." He says.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because, you." He answers.

"First rule of tattoo's is don't get anything linked to your love life." I say.

"I know." He says.

"But even if we break up, I want to be reminded of the harmony and beauty of life." He smiles.

"Did you think the same when we had broken up?" I ask.

"It was actually then that idea formed in my head." He says.

I look at Maxen for a second.

"It isn't a dream." I smile.

"No it isn't. I have found the perfect shop, here in Barcelona." He smiles.

And then he grabs something from his pocket.

It's one of my sketches that was included in our homework.

"The moment I realized I am in love with you." He says.

Maxen pulls me through the streets in a hurry.

And after a short discussion, he somehow managed to convince the busy owner of the parlor and the available artists to get him a tattoo.

And that's when I realize it.

I want eternity.

My sketchbook lays on the counter seconds later, pencil dancing over the pages.

A golden ratio surrounded by flowers appears on the page.

A female artist specialized in fine line tattooing nods her head and smiles.

And that's how we end up laying side by side in a tattoo parlor.

Maxen gets inked on the inside of his upper left arm.

Me gets inked on the back of my lower left arm.

Both smiling at each other like lunatics.