#drakebasil

Drake has been digging in the basement for weeks now. And when he bares his bright green throat to Basil, tail slicing through the air and eyes tracking Basil’s every move, then Basil knows it is time. He’s been waiting for it since he noticed the gradual colour change to Drake’s scales. And with the way he’s been acting Basil has been keeping his schedule loose. Never good when he’s in a client meeting and Drake comes out from under the couch and drags him into the basement. “Now?” Drake growls, swallows, nods. Words escape him in this state, sometimes.