Duckshots!

Opposites Attract! (Drake x Nega)

OG Darkwing Duck
Onesided!Negaduck x Drake Mallard
Rated T

~ This plays on the fact that Negaduck forgot his name is Drake! ~

Negaduck didn't mean to be attractive to him, but the male duck made it pretty damn hard not to be. He first saw him at a bank heist he was pulling a couple weeks ago. He had been the only citizen that stood up to him. Not that Negaduck was inherently attracted to heroism. The opposite was true. However, everyone else had coward in fear instantly, and standing up to the him made the mallard stand out.

He thought it was cute that man chose pink to wander around in. The duck's confidence knew no bounds. That was clear, between his wardrobe and his balls to stand up to him. He also had a temper, which Nega found relatable and amusing.

It wasn't as bad as his own but Nega tried to make as many inconveniences as possible for the poor duck. To make him lose it. Little things like putting something slippery on the sidewalk or making Megavolt tap into the traffic lights so he could fuck with the red lights. Plus that way following him was easier.

That was months ago. In all this time and dedication into stalking him, and the fact Nega didn't know his name was infuriating. That needed to change and would soon if he had any say.

Nega had followed him to a hardware store and the plan was in action. As the man walked out, he swooped down, putting the man's head in a bag. The duck twisted and swung. Nega landed on a nearby roof and sprayed a simple knockout formula to keep him from fighting back too much. The mystery duck had a swing. Good to know.

He placed the mallard in a chair without restrains. Nega didn't want to scare him, too badly. He pulled up another and waited for him to wake up.

"Mornin' sunshine," he chuckled as the duck groaned awake. The duck instantly was frightened but noticed the lack of bonds. "Your fear's adorable."

"Negaduck?" the man gasped. He couldn't seem to get a sentence out. "What, why, where, when?"

"Cute," he chuckled. Seeing the man flustered was very gratifying. "I am glad to know I've made a lasting impression on you."

"Lasting?"

"The bank," the villain whipped out a knife. The duck's eyes widened. "You do remember and I've remembered you."

"You've been following me since then?" The duck couldn't take his eyes off Nega's knife. The villain smirked glad to have his full attention and made the knife dance in his fingers.

"What's your name?" The other's eyes snapped up. He seemed confused. Why? It was a simple question, Nega thought.

"D," he paused suspiciously, "Drake."

"Drake," Negaduck hummed and started using the knife as a nail file. "I like it."

"What am I doing here?" Drake narrowed his eyes, challenging the villain. He moved forward in the seat as he looked around.

Nega looked up. He liked the spunk. Correction, he liked to break spunk. Nega stood and flicked his knife under the duck's chin. He could see the spike of adrenaline that Drake was trying to hide, and it was hot.

"At the moment, amusing me." He could smell Drake's cologne from here. He bent over so his beak was nearly touching his neck and took in the sharp smell. The mallard stiffened at the action. "You smell nice. Hope you got dressed up for me."

Drake's face heated up for a second when he realized, "Are you hitting on me?"

"Sharp one, aren't you?" he scoffed. Drake tried to process everything that was happening. "That's alright. I never said I liked anyone for their wit."

"Hey!" Drake snarled back, forgetting the knife. A drip of blood rolled down his throat and Nega chuckled.

"What? Are you going to tell me to stop?" he mocked. He leaned closer and licked the drop of blood away. Drake's heart raced.

"If I did?" Drake knit his eyebrows together. Negaduck pulled back a bit and looked the duck over. He had to admit Drake had guts, guts he liked to rip out.

"I'd back off ya for the moment, but I'm your problem now." Drake rolled his eyes. The villain grabbed his bill and stared into his soul, soaking up the terror that saturated Drake's bright eyes. "It's your fault for being so damn attractive."

He flipped his bill in his face and by the time Drake got his bearings back, Negaduck was gone.

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