-1"But, Harry!" Draco protested, eyes wide.
"Mmph. Draco… I promise, you'll love it," Harry purred as his tongue lapped at Draco's ear.
"Mmph. Blasted muggles and their… things," Draco spat. "Why can't they just leave their bodies alone! Oh please Haaaarry!" he whined.
A man with short, cropped black hair appeared at the door donning surgical latex gloves. Various pieces of metal hanging from various un-natural holes in what appeared to be every part of his body. He was perhaps 6' 5" and a black fishnet shirt was pulling tightly to his body.
"Harry? Harry Potter?" Asked the Muggle piercer with a smile.
"That's me," Harry smiled and started toward the man. He secretly enjoyed being in Muggle places - it meant that no one ever recodnised him as 'The Boy Who Lived' - he was just 'Harry'.
The man led Harry into a slightly smaller room toward the back of the shop. The room was painted white everywhere Harry could see with various plastic drawers and metal counters on three of the walls, a surgical-looking bench on the fourth. The young man indicated to Harry to sit down, which he did, next he began to pull and prod at Harry's tongue, 'hmming' to himself occasionally.
"That should be fine!" the young man said with a wonderful toothy smile. "Sirius, by the way," the man said extending his hand.
"Harry," Harry replied needlessly and shook Sirius' hand.
Sirus walked to one of the many sets of plastic drawers and pulled out a small metal tray. From another he pulled out various pieces of equipment, more or less all of which seemed to be made from latex. He pulled on a fresh pair of gloves and began guiding Harry through what was about to happen.
Harry extended his tongue and inhaled a deep breath just like he had been told to. As Sirius pushed the needle through quickly, Harry exhaled. It was surprisingly less painful than Harry had anticipated.
"Mmm…" Draco muttered examining his boyfriends tongue with a look of great displeasure on his face.
"What, angel?" Harry asked kissing Draco's neck lightly, pulling his boyfriend into a tight embrace.
"It's all… metal," Draco said sadly.
"But so much fun!" Harry winked. He pulled Draco tight into his arms and apparated them back to their flat in Essex. They had decided to move to Waltham Abbey, London was a wonderful place but always seemed so busy. Waltham Abbey had such wonderful shops and people. Harry and Draco both enjoyed shopping in the town. In fact, Harry and Draco enjoyed shopping! UnFamiliar was a favourite place of Draco's to shop. 'UnFamiliar' was a store specialising in pagan items, not much use to Draco, but he still nice items to have around the house.
When they reached the front door of their large flat, Harry ushered his boyfriend inside and towards the front room. He drew his wand to his mouth and muttured "Vigoratus," before lowering Draco onto the sofa.
Harry knelt between Draco's legs, staring, wide eyed, at his boyfriend. "Want to see just how good?" he asked, plucking at Draco's belt buckle.
Vigoratus, to the best of my knowledge, translates into English as 'Heal'.
Waltham Abbey is a real place in Essex, England.
UnFamiliar is a real shop, however, it is in Edinburgh, not Waltham Abbey. I don't own it. In fact, it has sadly shut down.