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Hank was vaguely aware of the silence in the club, of people gathering around them and watching, but none of that mattered.
What mattered was Master Thomas, now and always, and the love they shared.
“Will youdo me the honor of being my husband as well as my sub?” Master Thomas asked.
Someone who sounded like Larry sobbed quietly.
Hank slid to the floor and knelt in front of his Master, his lover, his best friend and soon-to-be husband. “Yes,” he answered, voice quivering. “Yes.”
Then he held his hand out at Master Thomas’ request, and the club members went wild as Master slid the ring on Hank’sfinger.
“Forever,” Master Thomas said, and Hank could only agree.
“Forever.” He went into his Master’s arms and let the joy of their love fill him until his eyes brimmed with tears.
The kiss that followed was both tender and harsh, the mix of gentle and pain that Hank craved.
He’d never regret approaching Master Thomas that night, never. Now they had a future together and memories to make—anda wedding to plan.
