Sitting in his apartment Drake wanted to frown when there was a knock at the door but schooled his expression as he didn’t want to give away how much it annoyed him to have his address given out to a bunch of angels. That was before this vision of cool dominance walked into the room and he could feel his mouth dry up in an instant. Reake while good looking like most angelic beings was far too sweet and sunny for Drake to ever take interest in him seriously but the man standing in the room before him could put Drake on his knees at any time. Or over his knees, Drake wasn’t that picky and something about his aura sent a shudder through the vampire as he watched him from where he sat.<br/><br/>The calculating and assessing gaze that spoke of his intellect and looked like it wanted to pick Drake apart just made his dick hard when he really should be focused on his stalemate with his treatment. The question directed at him and his name rolling off that far too hot to be in this room without his cock out and Drake there to please it man made him pause in his usual defensive manner. “I’m only resistant because this is not what I signed up for. I’m perfectly mentally sound to go deal with Kane, that is what I had promised. There is nothing here...” He tapped the side of his head as he said it, “Worth fixing just because someone deemed broken and the wrong way to be.” He knew he had this argument with Reake already but he was careful in his measured tone as he watched this new angel with careful assessing eyes.