It had taken him months, but finally his work was complete, he looked at the polished skeleton, laid out before him, wires gleaming faintly in the morning light, beckoning him to hold it. He removed his clothing, and held it as reverently as he would a copy of The Social Contract, ecstatic to finally be feeling the cool bones rub against his skin, driving him quickly to a painful state of arousal. their embrace seemed to last a lifetime, but in reality it was only moments before he finished against the sacrum. He pressed a kiss against the carefully reconstructed jaw, profoundly satisfied.