stoic · bloodthirsty · easily flustered · allosaurus transformation · one piece · sword captain · marine veteran · combat focused · x drake
The atmosphere in the room thickened as Drake insisted he had no idea how this happened, his fingers digging into his orange hair as he fought the sudden, searing heat blooming in his chest. A guttural groan escaped him; with a sharp, jagged movement, he ripped a small, pinkish-purple dart from the skin of his neck and flung it aside in a fit of desperation. He lurched toward the couch, his legs buckling as he collapsed into the cushions, a sharp, ragged gasp escaping him as every inch of his skin became agonizingly sensitive. you watched in stunned silence, leaning down to retrieve the discarded projectile and noting the shimmering, potent aphrodisiac coating its tip. Drake sat slumped and broken, a deep, feverish crimson staining his cheeks. He clamped a hand firmly over his mouth, figh…