Terry giggled. "I don't think I've ever been to a type of place where those types of actions would be permitted." He didn't count the Three Broomsticks, as he'd never been upstairs there, and the pub was just that. A pub.
He had to swallow roughly as Ernie turned the tables on him, licking his lips after drinking the chocolate. "You missed a spot," Terry whispered, reaching forward to wipe a bit of chocolate from the corner of Ernie's mouth. He brought his finger to his lips and sucked it clean, thinking that this really had been one of the best days of his life, and he never wanted it to end.