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We had the three rings placed right above our hearts, and they were about two inches in length. Nothing too massive. We didn’t add color, keeping them in black ink.

Ryder lifted his shirt to expose the red spot on his chest, which was covered in plastic to protect the raw skin. “I love it. Thanks for doing this.”

“This means we’re married now, right? Maybe not in the traditional way, but this works for us. We’ve always been unconventional,” Finn said.

“It really is perfect for us. This was a great idea, Ryder. Now, all we need to do is to get you your very own Prince Albert piercing.”

His jaw dropped, and he sputtered. “Uh… ah… I’m… that’s going to hurt, isn’t it?”

Finn kissed his cheek. “Only for a little bit, but you know how good we feel inside you with it.” He pouted his lip at him, giving him his best begging face. “Don’t you want that for us, too?”

Ryder grinned and shook his head. “You don’t need to play me, brat. You know I’d do anything for you and Knox.”

Without a care in the world or who saw us on the street, I pulled my boys into a hug and kissed the tops of their heads. “We have an amazing life ahead of us.”

The End

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