(Hybrid AU againnnnnnnn)
It’s been a long week on a duo mission and Albie and Lynx had just arrived to the safe house and had began to settle. Albie had noticed Lynx was off in some ways but assumed it was nothing until currently. Lynx was sitting on the small couch, whining and holding a pillow.
“Albie…- think I’m sick…”
Albie knew damn near immediately what was happening, Lynx’s scent was different and his behaviors matched those of someone going through heat…though it was odd since it wasn’t even the right time.
@lieutenant-lynx-carter
Albie huffs and glares at Lynx, putting his gun down with a huff. "Sure. Sick is just the right word." He grumbles and rubs his nose, shooing the man away. "God, your pheromones are through the roof... Go somewhere else, dude." He complains and covers his sensitive nose, ears flat down and tail swishing in annoyance. "Jee.." He huffs and looks over the safe house, throwing a pillow at Lynx's face. "Go! You reek of heat hormones, and I'm trying to focus, dude. See if there's any traps." He snaps and growls slightly at Lynx. "Damned horny mutt." He complains again and checks the lights work.