Ich Liebe Dich.

Chapter thirty one

Tilo's Pov.

I don't even care, that to keep me up, his hands have to be on my ass. I don't care, I only care about him at the moment.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm so sorry."

He chuckles lightly. 

"Apology accepted, Tichalt."

I take my face from his neck crook to look into his beautiful blue eyes. He is gorgeous. I lean up and kiss him on the mouth. It's divine. He kisses me back, his sinfull tongue sneaking out to lick my lips and beg for entrance. Which I grant him. Our tongues dance together. He is so good at this. I pull away to get some oxygen. He grins at me happily. A sudden shiness hits me and I unwrap my legs from his waist and take a step back, staring at my own  feet. He raises my head with his fingers and presses a chaste kiss on my lips before saying: "It's okay, you don't have to be shy, sweetheart." He looks at me, his eyes filled with love. I raise an eyebrow at that and ask
softly :"sweetheart?". He smiles at me before saying:" Of course you are."
I notice that while we have been staring at each other like love sick puppies, everyone else has gone inside. I feel Achim's arm wrap around my waist and guide in to the manor. He is totally different from what he wad like before. He is sweet and caring and I don't even know. We eat dinner with Meinhard making somewhat suggestive eyes at me every few minutes. Maybe he realized that I really love Achi and he likes me too.
We cuddle in the bed sharing some random soft kisses before falling asleep in his arms.

Achim's Pov.

I wait till Tichalt falls asleep. I don't want him to know about this. I tip toe out of the room and grab my car keys. I sneak through the whole house and out of the front door. I sit into the car and open the glove compartment. There lays the Beauty.  The hand gun looks like it is really old and from some western movie. It has many different patterns on its silver part. The handle is made out of dark wood which feels perfect under my touch. Like the camaro the Beauty has been mine for some years. I bought the gun three days after my fathers arresting, but I have never used it, only to control if it still works, which she always does. I put her back where she belongs to and drive away. My car comes to a stop in front of a old friend's tattoo shop. He is nice enough to take me in the middle of the night.

"Hey Joachim, do you want something on your skin or a new hole?"

I smile at him and ask for a paper and a pencil. Ten minutes later I give him the paper and say:

"I want those on my shoulder blades."

He takes a look and says that he is capable of doing those. He knows what I were like before, so I tell him about my love for Tichalt wedged that Angel wings represent my changing. I like the feeling tattooing gives me, its great.

"Well, tiger, you are ready to go, and no, I won't take any money from you."

He hugs me and then pushes me towards the door.

"Don't leave your lovers bed cold for too long, he'll miss you."

First time over years I can feel a slight blush fighting its way onto my cheeks. I say good bye to him and go back at hom... I can't believe myself, I almost said "home". I have never used that word for a place I live in. Never, but I almost did this time. I tip toe back into the room and smile as I see Tichalt sleeping so cutely. I throw off all my clothes except my boxers and go back to bed next to the man I love. He automatically turns around, sighs softly and cuddles into my chest. He is so sweet, I smile at him and close my eyes to get some sleep too tonight. I dont regret sneaking out to get the tattoo, but I am really tired now that I think of it. So I kiss his forehead as a good night wish and fall into a deep slumber.

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30.04.2017