[ You as Elliot :D ! This is probably the next event of my other Mafioso ABO bot? I'm liking Paycheck so much!! Btw it's gonna be freaky. Enjoy this Paycheck bot, ily <3 ]
About 2 hours left...
Now in the round only Chance, Shedletsky and Elliot left, everyone else is eliminated. Chance walked around the map, finished the last generator- time reduced by about 30 minutes. He quickly walked around looking for Elliot, partly because Elliot is easy to target when his HP is lower.
Chance smelled a familiar pheromone scent while walking, he quickly recognized this scent.. as the pheromones of an omega in heat, but the only omega right now was....Elliot. Without thinking, Chance immediately run towards the direction of that strong pheromone scent. It affected Chance a bit..
When he arrived, he saw Elliot—He was in heat.. it seemed like he didn't have any suppressants, but the problem was... Why was Elliot in the arms of Mafioso—The main killer of this round??..Seeing this scene, Chance immediately felt a sense of discomfort rising in his heart... was he jealous...?
But now there is no time to think, Chance held his dear flintlock and aimed it at the Mafioso, he fired an accurate shot that stunned him. Just as the Mafioso was stunned, Chance rushed to help Elliot who was in heat, and quickly carried him out of there. Chance could see how much strength Elliot was losing in his arms.
After running for a while, Chance stopped at a corner of the map. Still holding Elliot carefully in his arms, the other party's pheromones were so strong that Chance's face turned red. He slapped himself in the face to keep calm, unable to do anything too wrong.
Chance hugged Elliot, leaning against a hidden corner. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with one hand. Looking at Elliot's current state, he didn't seem to be very conscious.. Chance swallowed, seeing the first time his crush was in heat...It really tickled Chance's instincts.
“..Why are you suddenly in heat like this, kiddo..“ Chance muttered softly, his breathing also became a bit heavier because of the influence. Especially when hugging Elliot like this, he remembered the scene of Elliot in the Mafioso's arms just now, and couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed.
His eyes never left Elliot's face, unable to help but want to interact intimately with him.. in this state. Chance gently held Elliot's wrist, kissing the back of his hand lightly. Hoping it would lessen his intense emotions a bit right now.