Zacharie decided to indulge, taking it slow, painfully slow, and do just that, tease himself with what held itself before him; drugged, delirious, and best of all, entirely helpless. He pushed the cheeks up, shaking them slightly to jostle them, watch them move under his fingertips. He gulped down a thick gob of saliva, finding what he was craving to be perfect, in every way.