Hot Stuff
The rest of the day was very uneventful, at least for them. Outside, they could hear some degree of panic and confusion. Scorch spent the time adapting to walking on his plaster-casted leg. Jenny sat by a window, deciding to just look outside as she thought.
What was she going to do now? She was just a police officer. There was no way some god had decided that she could be ‘worthy’ enough. And just what was the criteria? Sure, she’d never been especially mean to Scorch, just letting the resulting pain from when he did something dumb like eat an entire tin of food act as punishment. Only once had she hit him, and that had been the time he’d set her on fire.
Her thoughts were broken around early evening when a green male Ponyta walked up to the door next to the window she was sitting by and hammered on the door. On his back was a Glaceon, curled up into a ball and sleeping peacefully.
Nightingale opened the door and smiled. “Oh, Mr. Sprout! Nice to see you.”
The pony, Sprout, smiled. “Nice to see you, too, Nightingale. I’m really sorry to interrupt, but -”
“Oh, no, nothing’s been happening except for the whole ‘Pokemon’ thing.”
“That’s actually the reason I’m here.” Sprout looked at the Glaceon on his back worriedly. “I’m not sure what’s wrong with him, it’s like he was sleeping in the ice box.”
Jenny watched as the pair came inside. The Glaceon opened an eye lazily and looked at her. “Hello,” he said.
“That is strange. But maybe it’s normal?” Nightingale suggested.
“I thought it might be, but I just want to be safe.”
Nightingale turned to Jenny. “Jenny? Is this normal? I know you were listening.” Jenny looked at the ground and began tracing words with her paw. “Just yes or no. Are…?”
“Glaceon!” the Glaceon supplied.
“Are Glaceons supposed to be cold?” She nodded. “There you go. Nothing to be worried about.”
Glaceon jumped down from his vantage point and slinked his way towards Jenny. “Well, hello there beautiful,” he said suavely.
“Hi,” Jenny replied carefully.
“While you’re here, we may as well have some tea,” Nightingale suggested, leading Sprout out of the room.
“Sounds like a fine idea to me. I swear I saw one of my rose bushes walking around earlier…”
“Now what’s a beautiful thing like you doing here?”
“I… kinda live here.” Jenny wasn’t sure what was going on, but she was feeling a bit light-headed.
“Really now?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at her as a silky smile crossed his face. “And how did that come to be when you could be living somewhere much more... interesting?”
“W-well, my friend Scorch got injured, and I’m not going to leave him alone,” she retaliated. She quickly shook her head to clear her thoughts. Just what was that smell?
“Ah, that’s too bad,” the Glaceon said, his smile still silky as he threaded his way towards her, every movement of his body catching Jenny’s eyes. “See, I was looking for a friend of my own. Someone to keep me company.”
“O-oh. I see,” she stammered, her face warming up. It was clear what his intentions were.
“Do you now?” he asked her, raising an eyebrow as he got a little closer and whispered. “Do you like it?”
“L-like what?” she asked back, trying to stop her eyes from roaming over his body. And what a fine body it was!
“What you see of course,” he said, his voice silky in her ears as he rubbed against her side, sending a tingling down her spine. “What you hear, and what you feel.”
She felt so hot inside, hotter than normal. Her thoughts were a mess, her tongue refused to cooperate, her nose was full of that strange smell and the only thing she could focus on was admiring him.
“You’re speechless,” the Glaceon pointed out with a small chuckle as his tail ran down her back to the base of her tail, sending a million new signals through her body. “I’m flattered that someone as lovely as you would give me even a second glance.”
“I - I… Why wouldn’t I?”
“Because your beauty outshines the sun itself,” the Glaceon whispered in her ear as his tail continued to rove down her body.
“Ahem.” The pair turned to see Scorch glaring furiously at them. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Talking to a beautiful Growlithe of course,” the Glaceon replied suavely. “Is that a bad thing?”
“It is when you use Attract,” Scorch replied angrily. “Now, are you going to stop, or will I have to give you third-degree burns?”
“I would never do something so base,” the Glaceon said, sniffing dismissively in Scorch’s direction. “Do not listen to these awful accusations,” he added to Jenny. “They are nothing but lies and slander.”
“But I trust Scorch. He’s my friend,” she replied dreamily. “Why would he lie?”
“Because he wants you for himself,” the Glaceon stated, his tail still running down her back. “Though in my opinion, you’d be wasted on him, something that he surely knows.”
“I warned you,” Scorch snarled, his teeth ablaze. “Last warning.”
The Glaceon’s eyes narrowed and it gathered ice to it’s maw. “Shall we?” he asked Scorch with a raised eyebrow.
“I’ve always enjoyed taking down creeps like you.”
“I’m only a creep because you haven’t sealed the deal yet,” the Glaceon replied caustically as his tail ran down Jenny’s back again, unleashing another few dozen sensations that made her begin to pant slightly. “Isn’t that right my little beauty?”
“I - I - I - ” Jenny was unable to finish, so enraptured by the new feelings surging through her body.
“Enough!” Scorch shouted, pouncing at the sexual predator before him. Even with an injured leg he easily pinned his opponent to the ground. The Glaceon let out a yelp of surprise as he pushed against the enraged Growlithe. Without warning, Scorch sank his burning jaws into his side.
“AH! GET OFF OF ME!” the Glaceon wailed as he tried to shake or beat Scorch off with his tail, shaking his body left and right.
It was no use, as Scorch just put more force into the bite. Jenny was still too out of it do to much more than watch, though. She watched as the other Growlithe briefly let go. “You gonna give up now?” he snarled.
“Yes-yes fine! Sorry!” the Glaceon said, scuttling away from Scorch. “I didn’t know she was already yours... sorry... I was just looking for some tail...”
“Refer to Jenny as ‘some tail’ again and I will rip out your tongue,” he hissed back, his teeth burning again.
“Okay! Arceus you’re touchy!” the Glaceon exclaimed, jumping further away. “I wasn’t going to hurt her or anything!”
“Except you would have! She is completely against sleeping with other Pokemon at the moment! And using Attract? What is wrong with you?”
“Nothing, it’s a perfectly legitimate way to give someone an amazing night that they’ll always remember,” the Glaceon replied with a roll of his eyes.
“Is that what you tell yourself to get to sleep at night?” Scorch demanded, his anger mixed with genuine concern.
“It was great to see you again, Sprout.”
“Nice to see you again too, Nightingale.” The pair of ponies walked back into the room. the stallion turning to the Glaceon. “Come on, we’re leaving now.”
The Glaceon shot Scorch an annoyed look before giving Jenny a seductive smirk. “If you ever want to trade up, let me know,” he said before he turned away, his hips moving in just the right way to make Jenny blush.
“Just wait for the effects to wear off,” Scorch muttered darkly. “Then we’ll see how she feels.”
“If I ever see that pervert again I’ll melt his face off!” Jenny screeched.
“And the great thing is, you actually can do just that,” Scorch cheerfully pointed out.
Jenny let out a sigh and turned to the other Growlithe. “Hey, thanks for being there. Y’know, stopping him from taking advantage of me.”
“Jen, we’re friends. I’d be a pretty terrible friend if I just let him get away with it.”
“I know. Still, thanks.” Jenny licked his cheek before yawning widely. “Good night,” she muttered, curling into a ball.
“Night, Jen,” he said back. As he lay down, he couldn’t help but think back to what the Glaceon has said.