Warden Chapter 3 Page 169 (Patreon)

I don't do drugs. I am a drug... - Salvador Dali

Crusher has never felt more alive than this moment. It is glorious. Like the entire world is new again. It is addicting and soon she'll be begging for a kiss or even just to lick the salt from his fingers. Or anywhere else...


I tried to do an exercise where I kept all of the story and events within a digestible 22 page arc, like western comics do. I think I did alright. But, by the time drawing the actual sexy stuff came around, it didn't give those scenes enough time to 'breathe.' So I've extended those even further than before. So screw that 22 page exercise. Long live moment to moment storytelling.