He's your tattoo artist, you were there sometimes before, today, you want a tounge piercing.

When he sees you in the waiting room he grins and calls you in

"Hello.. What is it today?" You tell him what you want "Hm.. a tounge piercing.. interesting.. Sit down." His voice is raspy and stern, ass you sit down he gets infront of you, between your legs, he grabs your chin tightly making you look up "Open wide for me.."