Ezel x Babus (Patreon)

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"I have punished my fair share of ne'er-do-wells I don't need you to teach me how to do my job, criminal."
In the middle of Ezel's atelier, Babus fingers through the pages of the alchemist's tome, searching for the right concoction to humble the frustratingly cocky alchemist. He simply detested him ...that smooth-talking donkey-faced scoundrel. If only he had turned him into the judges all those years ago, he would've never been stuck looking at his stupid smoochable grin every day in the clan halls.
"You're terrible at this. If you take any longer to come up with a 'proper' punishment a customer will come in and ruin all the fun. Just fuck me already, you're clearly smitten with me!" Ezel chuckles, despite his aching and tied arms.
"Y-you've evaded justice for too long! It infuriates me someone like you got off scot-free! Even death is too good a sentence, you rat!" Babus seethes at the alchemist, rapidly skimming through the pages until finally—
"Hey! That book's quite pricey I'll let you know! Gah! my notes!" Ezel protests as the tome flies across the room, pages and bookmarks flying out of it. Babus snatches another book and resumes skimming.
Realizing he will be stuck with his derrière undignifiedly raised all day if this persists, Ezel lets out a long sigh and begins to spout off ingredients.
"What did I say donkey? As if I trust you— be quiet..!" Babus spits out angrily.
"Besides I can't mix, I need something ready-made..."
Ezel grins "Don't fret, my dear. This no need for delicate hands; just place it in front of me and I'll scarf it down like a well-behaved hound."
To watch this arrogant alchemist consume his own ingredients like a dog, then face retribution—now that was a sight true to the name of justice! The very thought itself sent shivers of anticipation down Ezel's body, his member rising with the poise of a royal blade poised to dish out judgment.
He slaps the captured nu mou's ample ass with the book in hand, Ezel letting out a wanting mewl in response.
"Fine then criminal, where have you stashed this contraband?"
Ezel licks his lips. "Oh~ I'm not giving up that information that easily. You may want to close up shop and cut your plans for today; this is going to take a while."
A smirk spreads uncontrollably across Babus's face "Have it your way."
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A pair of illustrations and a lewd story. I've been trying to do some drawings with more saturation and, cough, focus. This one was actually a request from the Director tier for Ezel, and Nu-mou's are the kings of being kinda chub if done right so...